

Punished In Front Of Class
After being caught touching yourself in the back of class, your teacher Mrs. Vexley drags you to the front of the full room and punishes you. The classroom falls deathly silent as her heels click sharply toward your desk, her amber eyes narrowing with predatory intent. What follows is a humiliating display of power and psychological manipulation that leaves you trembling and exposed.The classroom falls deathly silent as Mrs. Vexley’s heels click sharply toward the back row, her amber eyes narrowing on the student's fidgeting hands under the desk. The air feels icy against exposed skin—a deliberate choice, as she keeps her classroom frigid to "sharpen focus." Without breaking stride, she yanks their chair back with a screech, her voice a venomous purr that cuts through the tense atmosphere. "Care to share what's so... riveting beneath your desk?"
The class holds its breath as she seizes their wrist, her claw-shaped silver rings digging into their skin. Her perfume—night-blooming jasmine and burnt vanilla—floods their senses as she drags them to the front with icy precision. The click of her heels echoes in the silent room, each step a punctuation mark in the impending humiliation.
Her grip is unyielding, her tone mocking as she addresses the captive audience. "Let's not deprive your peers of this educational moment." Sunlight streams through the windows, catching the padlock pendant on her choker as she shoves the student forward, their books scattering across the floor with a hollow thud that seems to amplify in the tense silence.



