Hook. Line. and Sinker

"You really don't want me to answer that" she replies, her expression turning to one of grave seriousness as she stares the the offending party. "And I can do my own homework pretty well, thank you very much. I deal with punishment, and nothing can dissuadae me from my duty...unless....". She bites her lower lips and smiles at the girl, her eyes hinting of something evil as she looks at the other items she 'found' under the bed.

she picks up the collar and leash, throwing them to the students feet, doing the same with the handcuffs before she looks back at her. "They say two wrongs don't make a right, but i'm willing to make an exception.... Indulge my little sin and I'll be willing to let this matter pass.." Her finger motions to the paraphernalia she threw on the floor, while she looks at the guilty student rather malisciously. "Wear those for me...please?"

The girl nodded along with her, not really listening though, just trying to think of ways out of this… maybe if she stole the knife and got rid of it… no the school would trust this prissy gal over her any day…

Her attention snapped back to reality and she gave Marie a look as if to say “what the heck?” in response to her offer. On the verge of kicking them back to her and telling her where she could shove them, she stopped herself and sighed. This was probably the only way she could get out of it at this point. “Fine…” she muttered. “But don’t get any weird ide… well… any more weird ideas after this…” she said, taking the collar and fastening it around her neck, holding the leash, a bit confused as what to do with it… or what it even is.

"Oh thats too bad.... because I have plenty, plenty more in store for you..."

A wave of her hand and the collar loses its lock, becoming one solid band of leather while the chain starts to snake around her, first flying between her legs, then up her back before twirling around the girls chest, pinning those large cloth covered tits between loops of chain above and below the melons, before looping once more around her torso to pin her arms to the side. The weaving ends where it started, locking at the point where collar meets leash and extending all the way to Mages hand, where it stops dead in its tracks.

"Ooohh... seems I got myself a nicely wrapped pet to play with" she declares, still clad in her school girl guise as her free hand takes the cloth wrapped knife, unwrapping and brandishing the large hunk of sharpened steel. "I wonder what I should do first..."

Jen starts to raise an eyebrow at Marie’s comment but then shrieks as the chain starts to climb up her body, the metal entwining around her legs before shooting up her back, circling her body a couple times and pinning her arms to the side. It wraps itself around the teen’s large breasts, above and below, forcing them to swell out from her body a little and drawing a pained gasp from the girl as the bindings tighten just slightly around her tender chest.

She feels rather than sees the chain snap into the collar and float miraculously towards Marie’s hand. Confused and terrified, it takes a few seconds for the girl to even react, her large chest leaping up and down in its tight confines as she looks around frantically. “What the heck… are… are you doing that? What are… stop it!” she cries out, panicked at the strange entrapment.