[PervPrincipal] Caught Corrupted Creampied Anya Olsens Shady Deal

Mike was steaming. Ms. Olsen, that bitch, had it in for him. Every test, every assignment, she was on his ass, handing out low grades and detentions like they were candy. Senior year was supposed to be his time to shine, but she was turning it into a goddamn nightmare. He needed to hit back, hard. One day, luck was on his side. He spotted Ms. Olsen sneaking around behind the gym, acting all shady. Curiosity got the better of him, and he crept closer, phone in hand. What he saw made his blood boil and his dick twitch at the same time. Ms. Olsen was getting down and dirty, right there on school property. He whipped out his phone and recorded the whole damn thing. The next day, Mike marched into Ms. Olsen’s office, his heart pounding. He laid it all out, telling her he knew what she’d been up to. She tried to play it cool, throwing threats around like they meant something. That’s when Mike pulled out his phone and showed her the footage. Her face went white, her eyes wide with panic. He had her by the balls, and he wasn’t about to let go. “Your job, your reputation, it’s all on the line,” he sneered. “It’s up to me whether you stay or go. So, what’s it gonna be, Ms. Olsen?” The air in the room crackled with tension. He could taste her fear, and it was intoxicating. He knew he had the upper hand, and he was ready to use it. This wasn’t just about revenge anymore; it was about power, control, and getting exactly what he wanted from the one person who had made his life hell. He wanted to see her squirm, beg, and do whatever he told her to do. He wanted to break her down and make her his. The possibilities raced through his mind, each one more depraved than the last. He imagined her on her knees, pleading for mercy, her body trembling with desire and fear. He pictured himself taking control, dominating her, and making her pay for every single injustice she had ever inflicted upon him. This was his moment, his chance to turn the tables and become the master of his own destiny. He leaned in close, his voice a low growl. “The choice is yours, Ms. Olsen. But choose wisely, because your future depends on it.”