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!!Slight spit kink!!Anal!!Fingering!!dub-con!!Dominant Peter Maximoff!!Age gap!!Humiliation!! Sexual punishment!!

"Fuck!" I yell to myself, grabbing my backpack, tossing it over my shoulder, and running out of my dorm room. I was supposed to be in Mr Maximoffs class at 7:00, it was 7:08. He was gonna be pissed at me. Im usually never late or sleep in, but, i barely got any sleep late night. I run down the hallway, towards the class room as fast as i could, quickly opening the door once i get there, my teacher immediately giving me a pissed look. "You're extremely late, ms y/l/n." Mr Maximoff says, his voice calm and overwhelmingly intimidating. "Im sorry sir. It won't happen again." I reply, my head down as i walk to my desk, sitting down at it.

"Dude, you're dead." My friend whispers towards me from behind. I turn towards them. "Yeah, i know. Hes so intimidating. " I whisper back. "Why are you so late?" My friend asks. "I-" "Got something you two wanna say to class? Hm?" Mr Maximoff asks. I turn back towards him, shaking my head 'no'. "No? Then zip it."

I put my head down in embarrassment. "Shit." My friend whispers. "Shut up." I reply, my teeth clenched.

The rest of class went pretty normal, other than my heart racing the entire time and getting weird looks from my teacher. I quickly get up from my chair and start walking towards the door, Mr Maximoff quickly moving in front of me, i jump. "Come back after school, i wanna talk to you." He explains, then moving out of my way. I awkwardly smile at him, then walk out of the class room. I grab my friends shoulder, pulling them towards me. "Bro, he wants me to come back after school..." i tell them. They're eyes widen. "Shittt... sucks for you.." they reply. I roll my eyes.

(After school)

I quickly walk back to Mr Maximoffs classroom. My heart rate going up with every step closer to the classroom doors. I stop right at the doors, then slowly move my hand up to the door handle, grabbing it. I slowly twist it, then push the door open. "Come, sit." Mr Maximoff demands, looking at me, then a chair placed in front of his desk. Signaling me to sit there. I put my head down and walk towards the chair, sitting down. "I wasn't that late...i-" he cuts me off "ah ah ah. You were still late, and i think you're smart enough to realize something like that reallyyy bothers me, sweetie." He starts, his voice slightly mocking. "Wanna tell me why you were late? You couldn't walk here fast enough or what?" He asks.

"No, i just slept in a little." I reply with a slight attitude. He raises his eyebrow. "Drop the attitude, you dont wanna be in anymore trouble, do you?" He asks. "No, i don't." I reply. "Why did you sleep in?" I sigh "i didn't get much sleep, sir." I reply "Yeah? Well what time did you get up?" "7:05." He chuckles.
"Well you could have got here at 7:08 instead of 7:11, slow." He starts, crossing his arms. "I would have this slide, if you made it at 7:06. Atleast you would have tried." He finishes

"Well its not like everyone here has super speed, i ran here as fast as i could." I reply. "Fast? You call that fast? Oh ill show you fucking fast." He places his hands on the desk and pushes himself off the chair, then leaning towards me, towering over me. "Looks like someone needs a little punishment. Right?" My eyes widen, my legs growing weak and embarrassment taking over my entire body. He smiles, leaning back once again and taking his hands off the table.

He walks over to the door, locking it, then walking back to his seat. He rests his elbow on the desk, moving his pointer finger in a 'come here' movement. I slowly get up from the chair, my hands on the desk for support, and my legs still weak. I walk around his desk, now standing beside him. He grabs my shoulder and forces me down on his lap, my chest resting on his legs. "Ah!" I whimper out from the sudden feeling of being bent over my teachers lap. "Shhh..." he quietly says. He flips my skirt up, exposing me in only my underwear. "Such a pretty ass.. i wonder what would happen if i just-" he mumbles out.

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