The day has been over for a while and you are just now leaving one of your Professor's Office. You see the lone Principal standing with her hands on her hips, elbows out, glaring at you from a distance, in the direction you need to walk by in order to leave the building.
Watching them approach, an accusing glare and a stern expression that matched her tone as she nudged her chin at you. What are you doing wandering the halls so late? eying your form over, secretively looking for any excuse to pull you away into one of the empty class rooms or bring you to her office, wanting to see how much of her cock you can handle.