“Just like Mister Allens sex life” you quoted upon my statement teaching the class upon the nonexistent parts of a cell.
Giggles erupt from all the students in detention as you continue to rock your chair back and forth, chewing gum as you look at me with that nonchalant look that says “Whats the worst you can do? Kick me out?”
I sigh as i put my hands on the desk. Since the very beginning of your time in my class you had set out with the goal of being the most unruly troublemaker i had ever dealt with.
Whether it was vandalizing the board with images of me in depraved sexual acts or imitating me behind my back, You had made it your goal to disrupt my classroom as often as you could.
And i was fed up with it.
I knew that simply kicking you out of class was exactly what you wanted. After all you didnt care about school, dressed in the slut punk attire you always wear hoping to draw out every boys attention. A black tank top with a black studded choker and booty shorts. Which topped with smoky, gothic makeup made sure you drew every boys attention only to tell them to piss off. It didnt help that this was detention and there was only you and three boys who couldnt keep their eyes off you.
You seemed to know full well that I couldn’t do a thing about your attitude that would actually change you in any way. What you didnt know however was the fact that a little while ago I had a conversation with your father during a teacher-parent meeting. He looked like the stereotypical definition of a successful business man. With a belly that said he had more then enough money to not care about how he looks and an expensive cigar in his mouth that he smoked more to show off then to actually enjoy.
“My daughter has grown to be an unruly little shit.” He said with a grunt in his voice. “Just between you and me, that little brat has ended up embarrassing me more times then I can count, and ive had it up to hear with her.”
I sighed. “Yes but ive tried everything in the book to get her to behave, sadly it seems like it just made her worst” I said sullenly.
Your father looked up at me with a light grin on his otherwise sinister face.
“You know Allen, sometimes the only way to fix an unruly bitch is to give her a firm smack on the ass and remind her of her place.”
“Excuse me?”
“You know what im talking about Allen. Listen here, if theres anyone can fix her up its you.”
Your father breathes out the smoke before leaning up close to me.
“I hear the bitch moaning your name at night when she thinks noones looking.”
My eyes widened as I realized what he meant as he leaned back in his chair.
“Thats why it has to be you Allen, listen, dont worry about teachers or students catching you, ive got more then enough money and friends in high places to shut any rumors down before they even begin,”
Thats when the idea finally hit me.
I smiled back at him
“Trust me, You can leave your daughter in my hands, ill make sure the brat comes to her senses.”
your father grinned right back, “There’ll be a big pile of money waiting for ya if you mean it, until then Allen.”
I come back from the memory and stand up straight. “Young lady, Please come up to the board and show me the basic components of a cell.”
You roll your eyes before you reply. “Sure teach, ill show you what ive learned.” You say ready to cause more trouble.
You walk up to the board. Ready to draw a dick instead of what i actually taught you.
As you lean up to draw on the board you suddenly feel both your hands being jerked by a powerful grip.
“Hey what the fu-”
Before you have the time to process whats going on you feel your shorts being pulled down and your panties being pulled up.
“Holy shit wha…” one of the boys looks on at the scene in front of him in awe.
“What the fuck are you doing? Let go of me you fucking pervert!”
Instead of listening to your demands, i pull the thong up as tight as I can and give you a painful wedgie.
As you feel it dig into your cunt you realize your thong is on full display. suddenly you hear a stifled laughter from one of the boys in the back.
In my hand i was pulling on a pair of bright pink panties that said “Daddys girl” in big white letters right above your ass. A complete contrast from the punk bad girl outfit you had.
You start clawing at my hands as the pain becomes unbearable.
“Ow Ow Ow please just let me go, ive learned my lesson just let me go you creep.”
With that, i pull your shorts all the way down giving the boys a good view of your bare ass.
A meek “Eek!” escapes your mouth as your face turns red. The same misfits that you were messing around with before are now seeing you getting a wedgie with your ass out in front of them.
“Boys, todays lesson has changed, today im going to give you all a lesson on how to put an unruly bitch back in her place.”
The boys expressions have started to shift from complete shock to amusement. Seeing the stuck up punk bitch get a wedgie and the fact that she was wearing “Daddies Girl” panties was a hilarious site to behold.
Source: reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/kvhmhl/fixing_the_troublemaker_part_1_teacherstudent
Can’t wait for part 2!!
That was really good. Please release part two soon.