[She could practically hear Kurumu cooing in her ear. Stroking her neck, her hair. Holding her as she convulsed and writhed. The student had introduced her to so many unique and utterly carnal pleasures and acts in the last few weeks. All the while steadily undoing the upstanding, composed woman she was and breaking her down into some debased, lustful creature.

This was no difference. Her head craned, first to the side, then straight up to the ceiling. A hand coming up to her mouth in a fist, pressing between her lips as she breathed out the shakiest breath she had ever breathed out.]

Uh...Miss Sage? Are you al-

D-don't change the subject~

[Her voice came out in a nigh squeal, her head forced back down eyes forward again. Her lip was quivering violently as the buzzing inside of her holes shook everything up. Her entire body felt like it would collapse. Her breathing came out in little pants. Her fingers tensed against the desk, her toes curled in her shoes.]

T-turn to page...pa-aah~...-ge one hundred...thirty. We will s-start with the...

[She wasn't going to make it. Oh god, her class was going to see. She was going to lose everything. And yet, deep down, she wanted them to see. It was...it was an exquisite agony.]

Romans...and their architecture. C-colette, start us off...