The way Fleur was petting her pushed every submissive button the young Gryffindor had. Hanging her head slightly, she pushed her cheek into Fleur’s hand in a very feline gesture. Not looking up, Lavender replied softly, “I am sorry I was naughty, Professor, please don’t punish me. I won’t do it again. I promise.”
Luckily, she was looking down so, Fleur couldn’t see her grin. Lavender had every intention of teasing Fleur again later, especially if the spanking she was about to get was as hot as she expected it to be.
Lavender licked her lips as her heart hammered in nervous anticipation. She couldn’t think of the last time that she had such a difficult choice. What to do? Lavender paused for a long time in consideration.
Slowly, she looked up at Fleur. “You’re lap, Professor,” she finally answered. It seemed all that more inappropriate for a Professor to spank a student like that. Which made it all the hotter to Lavender.