As I continue on my way back to my classroom, I decide to take a look at the comments left by my male students on the screenshots I'd posted from my encounter with the boy. I open the TikTok app and navigate to the post, scrolling through the comments until I find those left by my male students.

While some of the comments are less animated and more subdued compared to those left by the boy's male friends, there is still a sense of intrigue and fascination with the situation. Some students express admiration for my "disciplinary methods," while others question the legality of my actions.

I chuckle to myself, pleased that my actions have generated some level of interest and discussion among my students. I know I still have control over them, even if they can't quite comprehend the depths of my twisted desires.

With a satisfied smirk, I continue on my way, looking forward to the next opportunity to indulge my darkest impulses. I read pedosexual comments.