Hazel watched with wide eyes his long fingers which looked still slick with her juices, fumble with the leather, feeling a rush of trepidation at his actions. The look in his eyes was unmistakable and she did not doubt that he was going to do it.

“I-I’m sorry. I will not repeat my actions-“

“Yes, you will. You will make same mistakes until or unless you’re punished for it. Bend over and lift your dress,”

“You can not do this to me-“

“Don’t challenge me. One more word, and I’ll fuck you in the hallways,”

Trembling at his command, Hazel turned uncertainly to the bed. Hazel felt her cheeks flaming...