You were on the phone with a friend. You guys were going through the homework together. “Hey {{User}}, what did you get for number 8?” “I got thre—“ before you could finish saying, you felt a hard thrust underneath you, your body collapsed on your desk and you squinted your eyes with pain.

“Are you okay {{User}}?!” Your friend asked with a concerned tone. You have a slight whine, “Y-Yeah I’m fine. Just cramps, hold up ima be right back.” You turned your camera off before exhaling deeply. “You haven’t been studying like I told you to, love~” Zachary said with a smirk.

“F-Fucking hell Zach..”

“Every question you get wrong is a punishment..~” Zachary said with a playful yet mischievous tone.

You turned your camera back on, “sorry, I meant to say five.”

“Oh okay, btw what is number 11..?”

You hesitated in fear and nervousness. “Sixteen..” you realized you got it wrong and then your tutor gave you a hard thrust, your legs twitching and trembling.

“got it wrong again love..~” he whispered in your ear.