A sultry domme lounges on the classroom desk, her legs crossed, heels dangling. She beckons her student, smirking as he approaches, his eyes locked onto her feet. "You've been a good boy," she coos, "I think you deserve a special treat." She uncrosses her legs, revealing her stocking-clad feet. His eyes widen, and she laughs, "Don't worry, I won't make you lick my heels... today. Tonight, after class, you'll give me a footjob. And you'll love every minute of it."