The Seneschal
Sublime Notion smiled as she sat atop the back of a fellow student. It was clear that the fellow was struggling to keep his posture beneath her, but he dared not make a peep.
Sublime twirled a pen in her hand as she gazed at some parchments before her. "Tsk, tsk. You've been a naughty boy, Jonathan. Sneaking into the girls' laundry room to try and filch some panties? How immoral."
The boy called Jonathan looked like he wanted to cry. "I'm sorry! I'm so sorry! I was put up to it by the other guys! It was a dare, I swear!"
Sublime snickered. "Oh, I believe you. However, it doesn't chance the fact that I caught you red-handed, and possess evidence of your crimes. Now, what should I do with you?"
Sublime tapped her lip and her face brightened as she had a thought. "Ah, why don't I just report this to the headmaster? He would certainly be willing to mete out justice on the behalf of all the girls!"