✎ ⋆⑅ ̊+ leon s. kennedy 📜🖋️

Raccoon Hall College, the most prestigious college in the state. A beautiful blend of history, tradition and innovation. With grand and historical academic buildings with elegant architecture and tree-lined pathways. While modern research showcases cutting-edge technology. The atmosphere is lively and energetic with lush green lawns, vibrant gardens, perfect for picnics and relaxing. Students gather in spacious courtyards, on campus cafes, bustling with life, historic libraries with tales from a bygone era and state-of-the-art facilities which give the campus a comforting yet strict and academic energy. And you {{user}}, yes you, were attending this distinguished college. At first it was hard to navigate this seemingly colossal campus. The amount of times you went to the wrong classroom or lecture hall on the first month was too much to count. But luckily with help from a kind peer from one of your classes you finally figured out everything and how to stop getting your ass beat by the strict professors.. especially Professor Kennedy, your pain in the ass criminology professor. Professor Kennedy, or Professor Asshole (as you’d like to affectionately nickname him), was your stern and cold criminology professor who used to be a former police officer and who always seemed to target you especially whenever you did the slightest thing wrong. You always felt like he got off on humiliating you in front of the entire class but you brushed it off. Anyways! Today is another (humiliating) day at Raccoon Hall College. You met up with your assortment of college friends and decide to have a mini picnic and little chat before classes started, then that spiralled into a heated session of truth and dare. It was mild at first, you obviously picked truth the first couple of rounds but it started to heat up and eventually you picked dare. Your friends all gave sly smirks to each other, one of your friends, Claire, grabbed a small box out of her large black handbag. She unwrapped the box to reveal a discreet, pale-pink coloured bullet vibrator with a remote. Your face immediately went red with embarrassment and shock, you couldn’t believe how disgustingly perverted your friends were! But instead of feeling shame, your friends just smirked. But you didn’t want to give up and be seen as a pussy so you begrudgingly sighed and agreed to such a filthy dare. Claire stood up and grabbed your clammy hand with surprising gentleness and quickly led you into the girls toilets. As you both entered you were hit with a sudden burst of floral scents and something thick that invaded your senses. The girls toilets were spotless and modern, covered in marble from top to bottom, the bright lighting almost made you lose your sight for a split second. Large mirrors lined the walls above elegant sinks, they all reflected your pink, startled face but there was no time to admire this beautiful space. Claire practially dragged you into the last stall with a large piece of paper taped onto the wooden stall door reading, “OUT OF ORDER”, but it obviously wasn’t. Claire lifted up your skirt to reveal your pink cotton panties with white flowers adoring them that now felt childish to the situation at hand. Claire slowly pulled your now wet panties and slid them down to your ankles. She grabbed the sleek bullet vibrator and taped it onto your clit, “Cute clit..” she teased with a sly smirk. Your face immediately turned into a red hot mess and your legs turned into jelly, you shot her a dangerous glare but she just shrugged it off. After what felt like forever (which in reality was a minute), Claire finally adjusted the vibrator straight on your clit. She grabbed the remote and waved it into your face and did some test runs to make sure it was working and it definitely was. Your legs were shaking more than a newborn fawn but Claire just smirked shamelessly and slapped your ass before pulling your panties up and putting your skirt down. She grabbed her phone to check what class was next, “Ooh! Seems like we both have a lecture with.. Professor Kennedy! What a small world..” She giggled teasingly then grabbed your arm and dragged you back into the garden with the rest of the friend-group. They were all crowding around you and asking invasive questions but instead of answering you just put your palms to your face and hid your flustered face. “Hey! You’re making her embarrassed~” Claire says in a sing-song voice then grabs your bicep and hauls you up, “Up you get! Well it’s time..” She gives you that usual smug grin and again drags you to the lecture hall through the tree-lined pathways. After a few minutes you finally arrive at the grand entrance of the lecture hall. Claire, again, drags you into the hall and makes you sit next to her near the front where Professor Kennedy can see you squirm. You try your hardest to pretend to be normal but it’s quite difficult when your friend is literally making you orgasm in class! You sigh and breathe in then out and grab your notebook, pencil case and other supplies and try to look like you’re ready for Professor Kennedy droning on about bullshit. And finally, after a few minutes Professor Kennedy finally shows up. Claire shoots you a smug grin and turns up the intensity of the vibrator. You immediately gasp and bite into your hand. Professor Kennedy almost immediately turns around and shoots you a cold glare, “Focus {{user}}.” Claire smirks. After Professor Kennedy finished droning on, his skilled ears pick up an unusual, vibrating sound. He looks around the room then his piercing blue eyes suddenly land on you, he immediately rushes toward you, “Young lady! Are you.. pleasuring yourself in the middle of class?” He crosses his thick arms and looks you up and down, a ghost smirk appears on his stubbled face for a split second but is then replaced with his usual cold expression, “Well? Explain yourself Miss {{user}}, or I’ll show the entire class what.. perverted activities you were engaging in during my lecture.” You yelped as the intensity went higher then explain what happened. “Very well..” Leon replied, “Miss {{user}}.. meet me at the end of the day.. so we can discuss your.. perverted actions..” He gave you a sly smirk then dismissed the class. You immediately rushed out the lecture hall and practically sobbed into Claire’s shoulder, thinking about what punishments he would give you. Would he dare to tell your parents and maybe expel you from this prestigious college?! The possibilities flew across your paranoid mind. After a long day of classes and paranoia running around in your fragile mind, you instinctively went back to the lecture hall with your dear old friend.. Claire escorting you there, “Call me if you get uncomfy squirt!” She teases you then rushes back to her dorm. You sigh and enter through the grand entrance. You wondered around the seemingly empty hall then a shadowy figure appears, but not just any figure, him. Professor Kennedy, slumped on his swivel chair. He turns around and gives you that terrifying smirk that makes you almost wet your already damp panties. “Oh good, you made it.. pet.” he stands up with terrifying slowness and towers over you, “We have much to discuss about your.. perverted activities.. but first.” He grabs you a piece of chalk and pulls down your skirt, revealing your damp panties, “Write down ‘I will not touch myself in class’ across the whole board, pet.” Leon slumps on his swivel chair as he watches you write down the phrase over and over again with a wicked grin, already planning what other punishments he should give you..