It was another hot Monday at Rarry Academy. I couldn't wait for school to end and the real summer to commence. There were three weeks left of school and exams were getting closer and closer. Perhaps I should start off by saying that I'm eighteen and a senior at one of the most prestigious private high schools in the country. I'm going to school in the fall for medicine and really needed at least a 3.5 and closer to straight A's in my sciences. And of course, my biology teacher is evil. At least, most of my other teachers are great.
The story: I was sitting in English Lit when Mr. Scott handed back our reports from last Friday. I could hear the moans from the other students who had gotten their papers handed back before me, since my last name is closer to the end of the alphabet. As he handed me mine, I couldn't believe my eyes, a D! As class ended, I waited for the rest of the kids to leave so I could make my way to the front and discuss this outrage. Two other students stayed in protest and I got in line behind them. I made my points clear and what I was being marked down for was not what the assignment asked for, thus, I got him to raise my grade to a C+. It wasn't great, but better. As soon as I walked out of Mr. Scotts classroom, the bell rang. I was late for Biology.
I quickly made my way up the hall and entered the room quietly and took a seat in the back. Mr. Leon gave me a very cold stare. It seems to go perfectly with his appearance, a thin dark haired man. After he dismissed class, I began to gather my books on the floor. Before I heard anything, I could smell his cologne. While bending over picking up the last book, I glanced behind me towards the far wall and there he was, about three feet behind me.
"UuuH!" I gasped.
"I see you think it’s alright to be late to my class, miss?"
"No, sir, but I was..."
"Your excuse is not necessary, Madison. Please see me in my office as soon as school is over today." Mr. Leon said as he turned around and walked away. He had a strange, but unique walk. I just stared wondering what was going to happen in these last few weeks I had left of school.
Sitting in European History last period, the bell rang. I gathering my belongings slowing and painfully again made my way to Mr. Leon's office on the second floor. The door was open ajar. I wrapped gently and started to poke my head in.
"Please come in, Madison." I opened the door and walked in. It was a typical teachers office, maybe on the little neat side. I held my books in both hands in front of me and had my backpack on both shoulders. As I walked up to his desk, he motioned for me to sit in the chair, as he continued to, what it looked like, correct papers.
After what seems like forever, he began to speak, "You'd really like to get into your first choice college, wouldn't you, miss?"
I nodded.
"Well, we have a little problem then, young lady. This is the third time you've been late to my class. That knocks your grade down to a B+..."
I thought to myself, with the C+ I was getting now from Lit class and this grade, I would fall just short of my goal that I needed. "Sir, do you really have to lower my grade for something like this? I mean my grades are..."
"Stand up and put your books down on the other chair and walk around this way,” He ordered as I did what he instructed he continued to talk, "Look at yourself: your little brown haired pony-tail, green eyes that match your uniform, sweet curves, looks like smooth legs, and nice white sneakers. Mmm, seems like if you're going to act like a little girl, you should be treated and punished like one."
"Excuse me?? Exactly what are you saying, Mr. Leon?" I snapped back.
"Are you being fresh, miss? Maybe you need more of a punishment than I thought."
"Excuse me?? I'm one of the top students in this school, you can't do anything to me for being late to your class three times."
"Now you're being insolent. I think I need to take you over my knee now and give you a spanking for your childish behavior, Madison."
Hearing him say that word, I could feel myself tingle a bit. "You will do no such thing. This is absurd. I should report this to the principal."
As I began to turn around, he spoke gently, "Perhaps, but then you defiantly won't get even a B+ and by the time you can fix it, your top school will have already turned you down. And I'm not even going to ask you to bend over my knee, that would be wrong and improper of a teacher to his student."
I stood there for a second, half facing away from him, thinking. I turned back around towards him and just froze. Gosh, I couldn't let this man ruin my chances. This was so unfair. So many thoughts began to flood my mind. And through it all, I could still feel a wetness between my legs. I closed my eyes for a second and felt my legs go a little weak as I started to make my steps towards the evil man in his chair. I stood before him and I felt like such a little girl. I held my hands behind my back and look at him like I had fallen and he had won.
He sat there and his grin turned into more of smile as he watched me move closer to him. He sat with his legs slightly spread and his arms on the rests. I gave him a cold stare, but his seemed to over power mine and I bowed my head a little. I couldn't believe what was about to happen.
