Jessica frowned as she saw Kevin coming for a regular inspection. She hated him from the core of her heart. He was the new warden of the dormitory where she lived. He was appointed a few months ago. How can a man be assigned to this position? It was a girl-only dormitory, and all the previous wardens were women, but it was decided that the girls were out of control and needed strict authority, so this middle-aged man was appointed. Jessica was frequently in trouble. She didn't keep her room clean and was notorious for her pranks. Kevin had told her to behave several times, but she loved to pull his buttons. He was helpless. She still didn't like him, though. He had complained about her behaviour to her parents and the headmaster, and her parents cut her monthly allowance to teach her a lesson.
Kevin knocked on her door, and Jessica opened it reluctantly. She was wearing just a bra and very short shorts. She didn't bother to change for this man. Kevin eyed her from top to bottom and gave a dismissive look, but she noticed the hungry vulture eyes undressing her. Huh. He was a pervert. That is just another reason to hate him.
"Do you need anything, Kevin?" Yeah, she called him by his name--another thing he hated, so it made her do it more.
"It's sir or Mr Jackson to you, young lady. You know dressing like this is not giving a good impression about you, Jessica. You look like a slut " he admitted, making her smile though she was a little surprised at his bluntness. He has never said something like this before.
"If you weren't such a pervert, Kevin, this outfit wouldn't have provoked you." She scoffed at him. Her bitchy tone increased his irritation, which she enjoyed.
"You are right, Jessica. I am a pervert, and you are the cause behind it, but today I am here to end it. It's about time someone put you in your place." She gave him a confused look. Will he put her in her place? She would love to see him try.
"What will you do, Kevin? Complain about me again like a little bitch?" She teased, but he was calm. It was strange. Usually, he is down her throat, ready to kill her.
"No, Jessica, I won't be complaining since no one seems interested in disciplining you, so I have taken the task into my hands", he stated, and she laughed. He will discipline her. Ha!
Before Jessica could give another sassy reply, Kevin forced himself inside her room. She screamed, but it was useless. He was one strong motherfucker at almost six feet. He kept barging in until they were both inside and quickly locked the door. Jessica tried to fight him, but her attempts were fruitless. He threw his arms around her and raised her from the ground. She yelled and tried to hit him with her little first.
"Put me down, you creep. I will report this to the headmaster. Let me go," her anger and hatred were visible in her tone, but he didn't care about it. He didn't care about being reported. He was seriously here to teach her a lesson.
"You can complain to anyone, slut. I have the headmaster's permission to punish you." He carried her to her bed, sat down, and put her across his knees effortlessly. He used his one leg to hold her legs in place, and her bottom pushed up as she laid over his one knee. She whined and struggled, but his grip was of steel. His leg was securing her tightly in the position.
"Let me go, you fool", her voice was shaky. She has always been in such a strong position. Never so vulnerable, especially in front of the man she hated so much.
"I will. Once I teach you a lesson and consider your previous records of being a slut, I feel you will enjoy it." His hand moved towards her bum, and she screamed again. He pulled her shorts down, and humiliation took over her as she wasn't wearing a panty. She gasped at his touch on her bare bottom as he tapped it gently. She wriggled harder, and her ass jiggled in the process giving him a show while he held her firmly.
"Another proof that you are a slut and need discipline. " He squeezed her ass roughly. The touch made her squirm.
