A Secret Hidden Within My Role As A Mommy

I've been teaching for over two decades now, and I often find myself drawn to those who look up to me for guidance, students or younger colleagues. Recently, though, my fascination took a turn towards something more taboo. I began playing the role of a strict Mommy figure with one of my older students, someone whose intellect and innocence remind me of my own carefree days but in an adult body. We engaged in sessions where I'd enforce rules and punishments, spankings, time-outs, that left him feeling both humiliated and strangely aroused. The physical aspects were always consensual, yet the boundary between role-play and reality blurred dangerously close. How do you balance maintaining a professional facade while indulging such intense desires?