The academy was never this steamy and Baldi was about to teach a forbidden subject.
His stick wasn't for disciplining students anymore but for stroking sensitive spots.
A figure arched back on the desk, eager for the punishment.
The air vibrated with anticipation.
No equations could compare to the orgasms he was about to create.
The challenge had just begun.
Every moan earned a gasp.
The encounters became hotter with each passing moment.
A forbidden desire bloomed in the halls.
The gasps of climax echoed through the hushed corridors.
Baldi's grip was absolute.
The students begged for his punishment.
This was the true education.
No one could deny Baldi's allure.
The last gasp was just a reminder for deeper pleasure.
The climax was steep.
Each session was a symphony of lust.
The followers were hooked.
Baldi's domain was sexual ecstasy.
And the teachings would last all night.
