Pushing to Hard
Pushing to Hard Chapter 5 - “Teacher Spanking” Story by Lisa Inspired by George The phone feels heavy in my hand, my thumb hovering over his name in my contacts. Daily check-ins. He’d been so clear. Every evening at seven. For weeks, I’d been good. My thesis draft was submitted, the defense scheduled. But the meticulous study plan? The regular meals, the mandated sleep? That had… slipped. The hollow ache in my stomach isn’t just from hunger. It’s from shame. My ankle throbs, a dull, insistent pulse beneath the ice pack. I’d been in the garage, organizing data printouts at two AM, dizzy from no food and less sleep. My foot had just… turned. A stupid, clumsy fall. The phone rings only once before he answers. “Lisa. You’re fourteen minutes late.” His voice is a cold splash of water. I swallow. “I know. I’m sorry.” A pause. “Report.” “I… I finished the revisions for chapter four. I sent them to my advisor this afternoon.” “And the rest? Your well-being was a condition of our arrangement.” ...
