*If I bend you enough I'll break you; if I break you enough I'll make you love me*
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Chloe Pieper heard the phone ring through the crowd of students. She closed in on it with shark-like instincts born of years of being a teacher roaming the halls between classes. There was a cluster of girls around Toni Walker. It was her usual crowd of privileged delinquents. They had done all kinds of borderline alterations to their school uniforms that a more disciplined Assistant Principle; Mr. Adam Giovanni, would have cracked down on. As it was, her 'superior' believed in giving children room for creative expression which in Chloe's mind meant dressing like sluts.
"God, he's so hot," Sienna Myles, one of Toni Walker's friends whispered as she looked down at the phone.
"Tell me about it," Toni started to say. She made eye contact with Chloe and snapped her phone shut. All the girls followed her gaze to the teacher and froze. Chloe reveled in the fear and respect she invoked among these degenerates.
"Phone!" snapped Chloe extending her hand to Toni.
"But Ms. Pieper, it was an accident," Toni pleaded. Chloe snapped her fingers and Toni's eyes went from fear to hate in a flash. Chloe rode Toni hard but it was only because she was such an annoying little twerp who constantly resisted her authority. Toni gave the phone over.
Chloe opened in and looked at the last number she'd pulled up. She held up the phone so that Toni could see the picture.
"Who is this?" Chloe spat.
"He's my uncle," Toni mumbled.
"You liar; this man can't be more than twenty-five. You are going to the office right now."
"He is twenty-five and he's not a bitter old hag like you," Toni blurted out. The crowd in the hall hushed.
"He is your boyfriend -- admit it!" Chloe growled.
"No," Toni snapped back. "He's my uncle and my legal guardian Xavier. He was twelve years younger than my Father. Toni's eyes began to well up with tears.
Her mother and father had died earlier in the school year and Chloe knew the brat had been milking it for all it was worth. She hadn't been fooled with Toni's little play-acting histrionics. Somehow Chloe knew that the Assistant Principle would side with Toni yet again; the man was so weak and predictable.
"See me at the end of classes today," Chloe demanded. Toni still looked defiant. "If you want your phone back, you'll be there and promptly." Returning the phone at the end of the day was official school policy after all.
"I don't need the phone that much," Toni muttered.
"Fine, I'll go to class right now and give your uncle a call at work and repeat what you just called me," she threatened. Toni blanched.
"Don't do that," she hurriedly replied. "I'll be there."
"See that you are," Chloe smiled triumphantly. She reasoned Toni was either afraid of her uncle or maybe afraid for him. Either way could work out well for her.
Chloe found herself sneaking peaks at the man whose picture was on the phone. He was young and very handsome. He looked vigorous and happy. She began to wonder how tall he was, how fit, and how personable. Was he a wimp, or was he domineering and aggressive? It had been three years since Chloe had even dated and she was so very lonely.
All men who were attracted to her were effete spineless wimps more in need of a Mother-figure than a real woman. Those slobs were never a challenge and had all been quickly discarded. All the other men she'd pursued had been disappointingly unresponsive. Chloe didn't know why. She was in her estimations highly attractive.
Her breasts were large, her lines curvaceous, and her hair long, fine and black. She wore it up, but it reached half way down her spine when she let it down. Her ass, thighs, and calves were all phenomenal, so why was she alone?
Sure, a few of the men she had considered boyfriend material had called her a 'controlling bitch', but that merely showed their own personal weakness, not a flaw in her own. What she did know was that when she saw this man, her loins ached like they hadn't in a long, long time. If she was wrong about him, Toni would pay the price.
The last class pasted with terminal slowness. She was exceptionally harsh (even by her standards) on the students who failed to meet her expectations. Homework punishments were handed out and the fault lay on the feet of the unfortunate. How their fellow students exacted their retribution was not her concern.
The last bell finally rang and Chloe felt a tingling she dare not scratch. Inside a minute Toni arrived in the doorway looking hesitant and sullen. Chloe looked up, barely acknowledge her and pretending to get back to reviewing some work. Toni shuffled up to her desk.
"May I have my phone, Ms. Pieper?" Toni asked with an outstretched hand.
"I am ready to have you suspended, Ms. Walker," Chloe said, trying to keep the joy out of her voice. Toni's mouth dropped open.
"No ... you can't," Toni squawked.
"I can and I will. This is your third infraction," Chloe smiled sweetly.
"But Mr. Giovanni said that he was okay with those earlier infractions. Ms. Pieper, that was a bad time for me," Toni pleaded.
"You will learn that I have broad discretion where suspensions are concerned. I believed you accused me of something in front of the student body," Chloe continued happily.
"Please, don't do this. If I miss any more time I'll be held back a year. My grades are up. Please," Toni said near to tears.
"I think your problems are generated at home, Ms. Walker, so you should remain at home until your family situation is worked out," Chloe grinned.
"My uncle ... it would kill him," Toni confessed. "He's been struggling so hard. My brother and I haven't made things easy on him and he's trying to be there for us, but he's so young and he wasn't ready for this; none of us where." Tears began leaking from Toni's eyes. That alone made Chloe's day worthwhile, but she had bigger plans for Toni than mere humiliation.
"If I give you a second chance, what will you do with it? How do I know my efforts on your behalf won't be wasted? I need guarantees."
"What do you need?" Toni said with sudden hope.
