My professor

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POV CHRISTIAN (A.K.A. MR. DE LUCA) 

- but you can't punish me for breaking a rule if you didn't tell me it was a rule! - 

I hear Gabi's voice right as the cafeteria door's open infront of me and Mrs. Hart is dragging Gabi out. She's grabbing her way harsher then she should. 

- Yes I can adn I will, Now shut up stupid girl - 

Mrs. Hart yells, I stop in my tracks and the doors to the cafeteria close. Mrs. Hart is red in the face as she stops infornt of me with Gabi. 

- what's going on? - 

I ask, Gabi looks scared shitless as she tries to ptay Mrs. Hart's hand of her upperarm. 

- Can't you see?! She looks like a whore and was planning on going to town like this! -

She yells, jerking Gabi like she's a doll, not a person. I take the moment to look at Gabi, 

She's wearing a short yellow dress that shows her georgous legs, the color making her skin look golden, tho it might just be her skin,I wouldn't put it past her. she's wearing white heels and her hair is curled. She looks sexy as fuck. Her cleaveg is showing but not to the point where everything is on display. She looks hot. But when I look at her face, her eyes are glossy with tears and she looks absolutly terrified. 

- She looks like a normal person - 

I say, that's not true tho, Gabi is absoloutly stunning. but Mrs. Hart scoffs and let's go of her arm, I can see a red handprint and internly curse Mrs. Hart for gripping her that hard, it's definatly going to leave a bruise. 

- Cazzo! Per l'amor di Dio, avrò un livido a causa di te, stronza!- (fuck! for gods sake, I'm going to have a bruise becouse of you bitch) 

I couldn't hide my smile as Gabi curses Mrs. Hart out in italian. 

- what did you just say?! - 

Mrs. Hart doesn't know Italian, but I think she knows what Gabi said due to the level of her voice.

- she said she's sorry for disrespecting you and for wearing such an outfit, if she had known she souldn't have worn it. -

I quickly say, hoping it will get Gabi out of trouble. Mrs. Hart looks at Gabi with a glare and then at me to se if I'm telling the truth.

- is that what you said? - 

She askes Gabi and I quickly give her a pointed strae to tell her to go along with it

- yes -

She quickly answears, 

- Mr. De Luca, I want you to punish Ms. Rossi acordingly, she has disrespected a teacher, and worn an hiddious outfit, that will be at least 80 spanks. - 

Gabi's eyes, bulge out of her eye sockets, I send Mrs. Hart a ponited nod saying

- Of course, now or later? -

Gabi's jaw drops to the floor, poor girl. 

- now - 

She simply says and walks back into the dinning room. With out a word I grab Gabriellas hand and take her to the my room. Once I close the door, I turn to her grabbing her arm gently to see if Mrs. Hart left a bruise

- Stai bene? Ti ha fatto male? - (are you okay? did she hurt you?) 

She looks up at me and shakes her head, 

- I'm fine - 

her voice is quiet, like she's either scared or nervouse. 

- Hai davvero intenzione di sculacciarmi ottanta volte? - (are you really going to spank me eighty times?)