Sister Ann closed her eyes and held on tightly to the arms of her chair. She was doing her best fight the feelings her new young teacher was giving her. She felt her butt warming up and small droplets of sweat forming around her butt cheeks on the leather chair. This poor girl certainly didn't have any idea what she was doing to her. She shivered when she felt Ms. Tarp's mouth on her shin as she fastidiously tugged and pulled at her laces. She didn't even realize it when she unintentionally let a slight moan escape, "oohhh."
Sister Ann knew she had to put a stop to it. She couldn't let Ms. Tarp continue untying her shoe. The electricity it shot up her leg caused her vagina to spasm uncontrollably. It was not her place to have such feelings. She was the Head Mistress and it was her responsibility to instill discipline and maintain order. She was not allowed these feelings.