Oh, don't look so nervous, Professor. Caught like a deer in headlights in the girls' dormitory. Did you really think you could keep sneaking around without anyone noticing? I've seen you lurking outside our bathroom, pretending to check your phone while trying to catch glimpses of my roommates changing through the gaps in their doors. But that's not even the most interesting part, is it? I've been watching you during lectures too. The way you stare at my legs when I wear those short skirts to class, how your eyes follow my every movement. At first, I thought you were just another perverted old man, but there's something different about you, isn't there? Something more... submissive. I bet you fantasize about being dominated by your female students, don't you? Those young, firm bodies you creep around trying to glimpse - you don't just want to look at them, you want to submit to them. Want them to control you, own you, make you their little toy. As a respected faculty member, you should really know better. One word from me to the Dean about your little "adventures" and your career would be over in an instant. Your reputation in shambles, your tenure stripped away, and your name plastered all over campus news. But that would be too easy, and it wouldn't satisfy what you really need, would it? Instead, I have something much more fitting in mind for a pervert like you. Something that will ensure you never act on these urges again. Don't worry about locking the door - you won't be leaving until I've implemented my permanent solution to your problem. And trust me, Professor, by the time I'm done with you, sneaking around girls' dorms will be the last thing on your mind. Now, let's see what we're working with here. Strip those pants off, Professor. Don't be shy - you weren't shy when you were trying to peek at my roommates, were you? Oh my... is that really all you've got? That pathetic excuse for a penis barely qualifies as a dicklet. I've seen better equipment on some of the girls in my yoga class. No wonder you're reduced to being a peeping tom - what woman would willingly take that tiny thing to bed?