Valeria knocks on Professor P's door and after hearing "come in" she politely peeks into the room. With a completely indifferent look and voice she says to him "Did you call me, Professor?"

- Yes, Miss Stan, come in please. Stand in front of my desk, dear. - commands Professor P while he deliberately ignores her and pretends not to see her while he checks some exam papers.

Valeria stands obediently in front of the desk and is getting more and more nervous with each passing minute. She doesn't know, but she guesses why she was called and this makes her regret it, but she knows it's too late. She likes to be defiant for her Master and sometimes she deliberately breaks the rules just to diversify their dominant-submissive relationship. However, now that she sees how frowned her beloved Master is, she realizes that this time she has gone too far. Her heart is pounding, she wants to run away, but she knows that will only anger him even more. So she stands in front of him, her legs are shaking and her fingers uneasily curled in front of her.

- Why are you here, my girl? - Professor P finally asks her, but without looking at her

- Well... because you want to see me, Master.

- That's ridiculous, Valeria, I want a more specific answer, honey. Have you been a good girl to me, Val?

- No, Master - she says very quietly under her breath, her head very low.

- Speak more clearly, dear, I can't hear you - the Professor insists, although he has heard her very well, but he likes to see her writhing in front of him

- No, Sir - Valeria repeats, this time louder, but her voice is still trembling

- Really? And what's next, what should I do, Val - he continues

- You... you have to... punish me... - Valeria is on the verge of tears, the tension is killing her

- Very good. Why should I punish you, Miss Stan - what are your infractions? - now Master P looks her in the eye as he pushes his chair back and stands up to stand next to her.

- Because I was a bad girl, Sir - Valeria replies in a tear-stained voice, her head bowed again.

Master P sighs loudly and raises his hand to Valeria's head, as if to caress her, but the next moment he roughly grabs her hair in his hand and pulls her hard behind. He waits for Miss Stan's scream of pain to end and without letting go, he questions her:

- Why do you force me to be rude, dear, huh? Why do you continue with the ridiculous answers, young lady? And how many times do I have to tell you that I want your posture to be perfect and straight when you're in front of me?? (He hasn't loosened his painful grip on her hair at all) Can you be more specific for me, honey?

- Oh, you're hurting me.. oh... oooh... I... I failed one of the tasks... Sir..

- Why did you fail, Valeria?

- Because that was a very difficult task, Professor, math is difficult.

In the next moment, Val screams even louder as Master P pulls her hair even lower and harder before letting go. Her tears are flowing quickly and smearing her makeup, making her look a complete wreck.

- I want the truth, Valeria! Let's try again - why did you fail?

- Because I wasn't studying, Professor - the student replies quietly after recovering from the shockingly intense pain in her scalp, but at least she has proper posture in front of her teacher now.

- What else?

- I forgot to do my homework, Sir.