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Jamie let out a whimpered lowly and softly as he began to push her torso halfway down to the desk, which made the bottom half of her body stick up. She nodded a bit and said, "I'm sure sir." She said her words softly. "You...Y-You own my body sir," She answered and fely her pants roughly rub against her skin as Ji-Hoon jerked them down. Jamie let out a soft moan when he pulled her into a fish and pulled on them, which caused it to roughly rub against her.

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Jihoon watched her as she listened to him. It was almost amusing that she was so.. frightened looking. With his hand still knotted in her hair, Jihoon used his free hand to knead against her back before pushing her top half down on to the desk, so her bottom half was still sticking up. "Are you sure you understand?" He asked, his voice maintaining the threatening growl from before, "If you disobey me, I will have no choice but to teach you otherwise. Now, who owns this body?" His eyebrow arched, as he jerked her tight pants down over her legs and bunched her into a tight fist, pulling and stretching, so much that it rubbed against her oris roughly.

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@Dean Jihoon Jamie watched him drink his wine, and saw just a bit of the red wine still remaining on his bottom lip. She brought her hand up and gently wiped it away, then cleared . "S-Sorry sir. There was just some...red wine on your lip." She said softly. She bit her lip when she heard his voice go deep and slightly threatening when he said he had plenty of things on his mind to do to her. Jamie let out a small yelp hen he spun her around suddenly. She bit her lip and gulped when he bunched up her hair in his fist and pulled her towards him, which made her tilt her head back. Jamie then nodded at his words and said, "Crystal clear sir."

@Jamie Chung Jihoon finished his glass of wine without answering her. When he sat the empty glass down, he took a few steps closer. His body and her body were practically sharing warmth with one another because of their closeness.
"I have plenty of things on my mind to do to you, Jamie," He said, his voice deep and somewhat threatening. With one fluid motion, his arm had curled around her waist and spun her around, then reached up and bunched all of that luscious, chocolate hair into his fist. He pulled her hair towards him, so that she had no choice but to tilt her head back, making it easier for him to growl against her ear, "Sick. Sadistic. erse things. But first, we're going to get something absolutely crystal clear. In my office, you belong to me. Your whole body belongs to me. You address me as 'sir', and never speak out of term. You fail to do any of these things, or you act like a bad little , and I promise I'll make you wish you were never ing born. Got that?"

@Dean Jihoon Jamie looked at him as he spoke to her. She was listening to him, but she continued to stare at his lips that she desperately want to have on certain spots and areas on her body. Then, her breathing hitched up to the top of as she tensed up a bit when he wrapped one of his arms behind her. She wasn't paying attention much because she was staring at his -well, what she could see of it-until he stood up straight and started speaking again. Jamie nodded a little in understanding and looked up at him. "So. What do you have to do to me sir?" She asked, now curious on how things were going to get.

@Jamie Chung Jihoon watched Jamie stare at his body, even as he approached her. Her eyes were so full of lust and so dilated, that they looked completely black. Then, when he approached her and she called him sir, well that was just the icing on the cake. She was already incredibly ually attractive to him, but to add to that, she was also respectful to him, and recognized him as an authority figure? There was almost nothing ier, in Jihoon's opinion. "Well, we always need to be sure that you can /handle/ what you're getting yourself into. I mean, some people just don't make it here. It's usually the sweet looking women like yourself." Jihoon stopped to lean closer to her, wrapping one arm behind her and grabbing the wine glass off the desk. He took a sip, straightening again, "So, it's up to the deans to evaluate you."

@Dean Jihoon Jamie knew it. By his reply to her sentence about his shirt, she said something stupid. She couldn't stop over looking his body. His muscles, his face, his eyes, his hair, his /everything/. It was almost as if it was calling her to touch it in anyway possible. She felt as if she was getting wet by looking at him. She bit her lip lightly as her eyes scanned up and down his legs, then in between and towards his clothed that she couldn't stop staring at now. But Jamie knew she had to stop when she saw he was standing almost in front of her. She looked up at him and raised her eyebrow. "Evaluated? Wh-What do you mean by that sir?" Jamie asked and bit her lip.

@Jamie Chung Jihoon watched her walk into his office, admiring her backside as she did so. It was impressive- definitely as good as her front. Jihoon was definitely an man. He loved a tight, juicy, heart-shaped . As soon as she was inside, Jihoon closed the door and locked it, so the couple wouldn't be interrupted by any pests. When she mentioned his shirt, Jihoon's eyebrow arched, a smirk barely creeping on to his lips. "I suppose," he said, but his mind sure as hell was not on his shirt. Instead, images and ideas to dominate this woman- her into oblivion in so many different ways, make her beg and beg to flooded his mind, and he could think of about a thousand things to do to her that she'd never even seen before. Taking a few steps closer, Jihoon's eyes were only on Jamie.
"You know, Jamie, every new teacher gets evaluated by me. And I don't think you have been yet."

@Dean Jihoon A small smile came upon Jamie's face when Jihoon opened the door and she could just melt from the way that Ji-Hoon said her name. It was like it rolled off his tongue. She then nodded and walked in, almost hesitating and debating rather to leave the bag out of the room. She wasn't sure what to say now. What was there to say for to get her and Ji-Hoon to each other senseless? She couldn't just pull him close to her and kiss him then and there. Though Jamie knew she wanted. She ran her fingers through her hair a bit and then turned to Jihoon, then just flashed a smile. "D-Did you know that shirt looks real nice on you," Jame said, then mentally facepalmed and mentally slapped herself at her words.

@Jamie Chung Jihoon was leaned back with his feet up on his desk, having a nice glass of red wine. It had been a long day, to say the least, and it seemed like Jihoon couldn't stop. Always working, always busy with something. It was time for him to relax. Although, he wouldn't stay so relaxed. With the glass of the burgundy, sweetly bitter liquid half-empty, Jihoon heard a knock from the other side of the door to his office. He exhaled, the alone time was too good to be true and he knew that. Setting the glass on his desk, Jihoon approached the door before opening it, and seeing the beautiful new teacher, Jamie. She taught intermediate classes, so Jihoon knew she was slightly more than her innocent-looking face let on.
"Jamie," He let her name roll off of his tongue, "Well, well. Come in." He sidestepped, pulling the door open even further, allowing Jamie inside.

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@Dean Jihoon Jamie threw her shirt on and sighed as she ruffled her hair. She combed it, then brushed it and put it in a french-braid to the side. She wouldn't naturally get dressed up for no reason, but she wanted to meet the deans. And the one she was going to meet was Dean Ji-Hoon, who seemed like he would be a god at first sight-or . She looked at her black bag, knowing it was filled with toys. s, s, whips, clamps, anything that added more kink into the session. She was the introduciton of and kink of intermediate classes, so she was allowed to have those. Right?
Jamie snapped out of her thoughts and then just grabbed the bag and flung it on her shoulder. She walked to Dean Ji-Hoon's office, then knocked on the door.