GCAVixens: Dr. Juelz's Naughty Office Hours

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Richie Black, Juelz Ventura Pic(s)

The polished brass plaque on the door gleamed, announcing the provocative title of Dr. Juelz’s Naughty Office Hours to all who passed her exclusive domain. Inside, the air itself was thick with a heady mixture of expensive perfume and palpable, unspoken tension. Dr. Juelz Ventura presided over the space from behind a massive oak desk, her sharp, intelligent eyes missing nothing as she assessed her latest subject. The formidable Professor Richie Black stood before her, his usual academic composure visibly fraying under her intense, silent scrutiny. He shifted his weight nervously, the fine wool of his tailored suit whispering with the movement as he awaited her verdict. Juelz finally broke the silence, her voice a low, melodic purr that promised either severe punishment or exquisite reward. “Professor Black,” she began, tracing the edge of her leather-bound ledger with a perfectly manicured finger, “your recent… extracurricular activities have not gone unnoticed.” A single bead of sweat traced a path down Richie’s temple, his gaze locked on hers, caught between dread and a strange, burgeoning anticipation. She leaned forward, the soft light catching the glint of a silver ruler she now held with deliberate purpose. This was not a session for gentle guidance, but for a very personal, very hands-on curriculum in discipline. The only question remaining was whether the esteemed professor would prove to be an adept student or a defiant case requiring further, more intensive correction.