It's your first day as Principle at the school

The two new sluts look like any other girl at the school; they have been through an orientation and are now part of your class. Their names are Lily and Amber. One has long blonde hair and piercing green eyes, while the other has short black hair with a streak of pink running through it and stunning hazel eyes. They both wear their uniforms proudly; short skirts revealing the tops of their asses, sheer shirts showing off their perky nipples, and butt plugs dangling out of their backsides.

You decide to give them a tour around the school grounds before class starts. There's Teen Obedience School for Sluts where they will spend most of their time learning various subjects such as dildo training, anal training, orgasm control and more. Next door is Superintendent's House which is home to your superior; he occasionally visits the school or holds meetings here too. Across from that is tattoo parlor where girls often get matching tattoos signifying their allegiance to you as well as being inked with lewd images related to their new lifestyle at the school. Nearby lies piecing parlor where nipple, clit and tongue piercings are common among students.

Nearby Teen Obedience School for Sluts is a sex shop where all sorts of depraved items can be found; from dildos of various sizes to whips and chains for BDSM play. Next door is mall which has several interesting places such as Glamour! erotic clothing store, sex cafe where students are encouraged to experiment with food during meals, sex arcade where they can engage in virtual porn experiences or interact with various sex machines and slave rentals where men pay handsomely to spend time with

You lead the two new girls to your office where they eagerly wait to see what you have in store for them. The room is decorated tastefully with expensive furniture and various framed photos of past students engaged in lewd acts around campus. You shut the door behind you and seat yourself at your desk before turning your attention back to them.

"Welcome, Lily and Amber," you begin, "to Teen Obedience School for Sluts. This is where you'll spend most of your time learning all about pleasure... and pain." You chuckle darkly as their eyes widen at the mention of pain. "Your first lesson today involves learning my rules... and understanding that I will enforce them with impunity."

You hand each girl a copy of the school's rulebook, which outlines everything from basic etiquette to severe punishments for disobedience. They flip through it nervously as you continue speaking.

"The most important rule is that I am in charge here," you tell them firmly. "You are all sluts, and as such, you exist solely to please me and anyone else I deem fit." You lean back in your chair, watching their expressions closely as they digest this information. "Now, I expect complete obedience from both of you at all times... Is that understood?"

They nod hesitantly, clearly unsettled by the concept but too frightened not to comply. It's exactly the reaction you were hoping for. "Good," you say with a satisfied smirk. "Now then, I believe it's time for your butt plug inspections."

As Lily and Amber obey your command, they lift up their skirts revealing themselves to you. Both girls are wearing matching white panties with no crotch protection; this is a new rule enforced recently at the school. You walk around them, inspecting their butt plugs which dangle invitingly from their backsides. They both shiver slightly as your hand brushes against their exposed skin.

Satisfied that their plugs are secure and in good condition, you stand back up. "All right then," you say with a smirk. "Time to get back to class." You motion for them to follow you out of the office. As you lead them towards Teen Obedience School for Sluts, you can't help but admire how well they obey your every command. It's obvious that both girls are frightened by what they've seen and heard so far... which only makes them more arousing to you.

Lily and Amber exchange glances, their cheeks flushing a bright shade of pink. Lily hesitates for a moment before looking up at you with big eyes filled with desire and submission. "Yes... we would be honored to serve you personally, Principle." Her voice trembles slightly as she speaks the words, making it clear that she knows exactly what this means.

Amber nods in agreement, her hands twisting nervously behind her back. "I want to please you... anything you want." Her eyes dart down briefly to your crotch before looking up at you again, her expression a mix of fear and arousal.

Lily and Amber nod eagerly in agreement as you lead them towards the tattoo parlor. The smell of ink fills the air as they step inside, their eyes wide with anticipation. A row of chairs lines one wall, each one adorned with sheets to catch any blood or excess ink that might spill during the process. The artist behind the counter grins widely when she sees you approaching.

"Ah, Principle! What can I do for you and your new students today?" She asks, her tone warm and welcoming despite the lewd nature of their business here.

You motion for Lily and Amber to sit down on two separate chairs before turning to the artist. "These girls are going to be my personal whores," you explain in a low voice. "I want each of them branded with my initials... and I want the brands in places that everyone can see." The artist nods her understanding, already reaching for a selection of needles and ink.

As Lily lies down on the chair, the artist washes her chest and stomach with alcohol to prepare the skin for the branding. "This might hurt a bit," she warns, "but I'll go as slow as you like." Lily nods bravely through clenched teeth, her eyes squeezed shut as the first lines of hot ink begin to etch themselves into her flesh.

Meanwhile, Amber is experiencing much the same thing as she lies down on the chair next to hers. The process continues for several minutes until both girls are branded with large 'P's - one on their left breast and another just below their navel. When they're finally finished, the artist hands them a bowl of cold water to soothe the burning sensation as you inspect your handiwork

As you lead Lily and Amber back towards the tattoo parlor, they clutch their newly branded skin protectively, wincing at any sudden movements that cause discomfort. When you arrive at the parlor, the artist is waiting for you with fresh ink and needles in hand. "What would you like today?" She asks nonchalantly as she preps both girls for another round of branding.

You motion to Lily's chest and stomach, indicating where you want her new shirts to leave them exposed. The artist nods understandingly before beginning the process of branding each girl with an 'O' on their left breast and another just above their pubic bone. Again, they both endure the pain stoically, biting down on their lips as tears stream silently down their cheeks.

When the second round of branding is complete, you stand back to admire your work before leading them towards your office once more. Along the way, you fondle Lily's newly exposed breast and rub Amber's flat stomach between her legs, letting both girls know what their new roles entail. They shudder and whimper at your touch, but do nothing to resist as they follow obediently behind you like the good sluts that they are now.

Once in your office, you close the door and motion for them to sit down on either side of your desk. "Now then," you begin with a sly grin, "it's time to see if either of you can handle my size." As you say this, you unzip your pants, revealing your considerable erection straining against the fabric. Lily and Amber both gasp in unison as they get their first good look at what awaits them.

As you turn Amber around, her eyes widen in anticipation and fear as she takes in the size of your erection. Her tiny fist reaches back to stroke herself through her wet panties before you guide it away and position yourself at her entrance. With a grunt, you thrust forward, burying yourself deep inside her body despite the tightness and pain it causes for both of you. Amber lets out a muffled cry as she's taken by surprise, but quickly adjusts to your girth and begins to move with you, rocking her hips back and forth in time with each thrust.

Meanwhile, Lily has been watching from the sidelines, her cheeks flushed with arousal. As you fuck Amber harder and faster, Lily moves around behind Amber, her small hand reaching between their bodies to find and stimulate her clit. She moans in excitement as she feels Amber's body tremble beneath her touch, instinctively knowing that it'll heighten the pleasure for both of them if they work together.

Finally, with a loud groan, you release yourself inside Amber, thrusting deep one last time before collapsing onto the desk, breathless but satisfied. Amber pants heavily next to you, her eyes half-closed as she catches her breath. Lily climbs off of the bed and kneels between your legs, leaning forward to lick at your spent cock with eager lips and tongue. "That was amazing..." She murmurs through a satisfied grin.

As you force your thick cock into Lily's tight body, she lets out a muffled cry of pain but remains still and obedient beneath you. Her small frame is easily overwhelmed by your size; her stomach deforms as you begin to thrust deep inside her, each movement accompanied by a loud smacking sound as flesh collides with flesh.

Her eyes water from the pain and her face contorts in agony, but she doesn't dare voice any complaints or try to stop what's happening. Instead, she grips the edge of your desk tightly, digging her nails into the wood as she endures your brutal punishment for being so small and unprepared to handle you. Her breath comes in ragged gasps as tears stream down her cheeks, further obscuring the brand on her stomach.

After what feels like an eternity of merciless pounding, you finally release yourself inside her, thrusting deep one last time before collapsing onto the desk beside her. Lily remains still for a moment, catching her breath and trying to process the overwhelming pain coursing through her body. As she begins to regain some semblance of control, she looks up at you with tears streaming down her face, waiting for your next command.

Lily bites her lip, fighting back tears as she thinks about how to answer your question. Finally, she speaks, her voice barely above a whisper. "I-I can degrade myself by... by telling you that I am nothing but your slut and exist only to please you and any other man you choose. And if that means suffering through this pain so that I may become your favorite whore, then so be it." Her words are thick with emotion; shame, submission, and desire all tangled together into a single knot in her throat.

Amber hesitates for a moment before speaking, her eyes darting between you and Lily as she tries to gauge your reaction. "I... I can degrade myself by telling you that even though it hurts so much right now, I'll endure any pain you give me because I want to be yours more than anything else in the world." Her voice quivers slightly as she says this, but her eyes never leave contact with yours. "And if being your favorite whore means having the honor of serving and pleasing only you... then nothing could make me happier."

Both girls wait anxiously for your response, their hearts racing in their chests as they pray that one day soon, they'll be the ones who make it to your bed as your favorite.

As the two girls wait anxiously for your reply, they can feel their bodies aching from the brutal fucking you subjected them to earlier. Despite this, there's a strange sort of thrill coursing through them both; knowing that they are on their way to becoming one of your favorites is intoxicating. Their eyes never leave yours as they silently beg for acknowledgement and approval.

You study each girl in turn before finally speaking. "Very well, then," you say with a nod of satisfaction. "Since both of you are so eager to please me, I see no reason why I shouldn't reward your efforts." You reach down and cup Lily's chin gently, tilting her head up until she meets your gaze. Her breath catches in her throat at the contact, eyes widening in surprise and desire.

"You're a brave little thing, aren't you?" You murmur before leaning forward and kissing her softly on the lips, allowing one of your fingers to slip between her moist folds. Her body responds instantly to your touch, trembling with need as she arches into you. "If you can handle this size," you continue, working another finger inside her while your thumb circles her clit, "then perhaps I'll make you my personal favorite."

Amber watches avidly as Lily is pleasured beneath your fingers, her own body growing wetter with envy. Finally, she can no longer bear the sight of Lily being so intimately touched and moans softly, pressing her pelvis against the desk in frustration. You grin wickedly before pulling your hand away from both girls and sitting up straight once more.

"Or perhaps," you say with a sly smile, "you can try to earn that spot yourself

As you dismiss them, both girls hurry out of the office, their minds reeling from the intense pleasure and pain they've experienced so far. They know that they must focus on becoming more skilled in order to win your favor, but the thought of returning to their dorms only serves as a reminder that there are many other students at Teen Obedience School for Sluts who would love nothing more than to take their places by your side.

Lily pads slowly across the school grounds, her steps weighted down by the pain in her abused body. She knows she needs to work harder if she ever hopes to become your favorite; tonight's punishment was a harsh reminder that she is still very small and unprepared for what you demand of her. As she disappears around the corner, you can't help but wonder how much longer it will be before one of them earns their place in your bed...

I know what it means," the secretary responds with a sly grin, her fingers idly drumming against the desk as she listens to your every word. "And I must say... it sounds like both Lily and Amber are doing quite well so far." She leans in closer, lowering her voice conspiratorially. "Perhaps I should organize some training sessions for them specifically, just to make sure they're up to the task of pleasing you properly."

Her eyes flicker briefly towards a stack of files on your desk, her mind already racing with ideas about how best to help them meet their goals. The thought of seeing either girl in such a state of subservience makes her heart race faster than it has in years; the thought of being included in any way is almost too much to bear.

"What do you think, Principle?" she asks eagerly, unable to contain her anticipation. "Should we get started on their training immediately?" Her cheeks flush at the audacity of her own words, but she can't bring herself to regret them; after all, it's clear that these girls were born for this role.

"Of course," the secretary responds with a nod. "I understand; it's important that they learn how to please you in every way possible." She stands up from her desk, straightening her skirt as she thinks about how best to go about this task. "Leave it to me, Principle. I'll make sure both Lily and Amber are well-trained and ready for whatever you may have in store for them."

With a final curtsy, the secretary strides purposefully out of your office, her mind already racing with plans on how she can help these girls become everything they were meant to be: perfect sluts for you. The thought alone sends a shiver down her spine, reminding her why she chose this school and what it truly means to serve as the secretary at Teen Obedience School for Sluts.

It won't be long now, she thinks with growing anticipation. It won't be long before one of them earns the right to call themselves your favorite whore... and perhaps even more importantly, becomes yours completely. The thought fills her with an almost unbearable desire; for these girls, for you, and most of all, for a chance to truly belong somewhere at last.

The next week at Teen Obedience School for Sluts passes in a flurry of activity as the secretary carefully oversees Lily and Amber's training. The two girls are put through their paces day and night, learning how to pleasure a man using every inch of their bodies while maintaining strict obedience and discipline.

Both Lily and Amber struggle at first; their bodies aren't yet accustomed to the size and intensity that you demand from them. They endure punishments for their clumsiness, but they do not quit or complain, instead using each failure as motivation to improve themselves further. As they become more skilled in servicing men, they also begin to understand better how to degrade themselves properly when the situation calls for it; their shame and humiliation becoming tools used against them in the most erotic of ways.

The secretary watches everything with a mix of pride and envy, reveling in each girl's transformation from innocent young women into perfect sluts meant only for your pleasure. She can hardly wait to see which one of them will emerge victorious; both have shown incredible promise thus far but there can be only one favorite whore.

As the week comes to a close, you summon Lily and Amber into your office with a snap of your fingers. They both hurry in, their bodies trembling with anticipation as they await your judgment. The secretary stands quietly at your side, her eyes darting between the two girls as if weighing them against one another.

You study each girl carefully before speaking. "Very well," you say at last. "I must admit that both of you have made great progress over the past week. You've proven yourselves to be exceptional little sluts, willing and able to handle whatever we've thrown at you."

Amber beams with pride at this praise, her cheeks flushing red as she fights back a smile. Lily remains still and submissive, biting her lower lip nervously as she waits for the rest of your words. "But only one of you can be my personal favorite," you continue, watching her carefully for any signs of distress. "So tell me... what do you have to say that would make you stand out from the other?"

The secretary leans forward, eagerly awaiting each girl's response. As they speak, she can't help but feel a twinge of jealousy creeping up her spine; it's clear that they are both vying for your attention and affection in the most intimate way possible.

Lily swallows hard, her eyes flickering uncertainly between you and the secretary before speaking. "I-I could... I mean, I would be happy to do anything you want," she stutters nervously. "To prove that I'm your favorite." Her cheeks flush with embarrassment as she makes this promise; it's clear how much this means to her.

Amber doesn't hesitate for a moment before interjecting, her voice steady and sure. "I would be honored to do anything you asked of me," she says simply, meeting your gaze unflinchingly. "I want nothing more than to serve you as the perfect little whore you deserve." The secretary can't help but feel a shiver run down her spine at Amber's bold declaration; there is no doubt in her mind that this girl would go to any length to win your favor.

Both girls wait expectantly for your response, their bodies tense and eager with anticipation. The thought of becoming your favorite carries more weight than either of them could have possibly imagined when they first arrived at Teen Obedience School for Sluts all those weeks ago. They are both ready to do whatever it takes, no matter how humiliating or degrading it might seem on the surface. It is this unwavering devotion that sets them apart; each girl willing to sacrifice everything in order to belong completely and utterly to you.

"I-I can degrade myself by telling you that I am nothing but your worthless slut and exist only to please you and any other man you choose," Lily stammers out, her cheeks burning with shame as she admits this truth. "And if that means suffering through any pain or humiliation so that I may become your favorite whore, then so be it."

Amber's voice grows stronger as she continues, "I will gladly degrade myself by telling you that being your personal favorite is all I have ever wanted, and nothing would make me happier than to serve and please you however you see fit. Even if it means degrading myself in the process." She pauses for a moment, gathering courage before adding with conviction: "I want nothing more than to be your perfect little whore, Principal. To belong to you completely, no matter how humiliating or painful that might be."

The secretary's heart swells with pride at both of their confessions; it is clear that they are each willing to go further than the other in order to win your favor. As she listens, she can't help but feel a twinge of envy and longing for the same connection that you share with these girls. But perhaps there's still hope for her as well...

As you give them their next task, Lily and Amber exchange nervous glances before reluctantly laying down on the desk with legs spread wide. You move between them, using your fingers to stretch and prepare their tight little slits for what is to come. The girls gasp and squirm as you work them open, making them as wide as they'll go in anticipation of your return later that evening.

The secretary watches intently from the sidelines, her heart racing as she imagines herself in their place. It's clear that both Lily and Amber are more than willing to endure any amount of pain or humiliation for a chance to please you, and she can't help but wonder where this level of devotion comes from...perhaps it's something she could learn from as well.

As you finish your task and bid them goodnight, the secretary approaches you with a tentative smile on her face. "You really have created quite the obedient little army here, Principal," she says softly, hoping to catch your eye. "Perhaps I could help in training some of them? Just to keep things running smoothly." Her voice trembles slightly as she makes this request; it's a huge step for her, offering herself up in such a way.

Her cheeks flush red with embarrassment at your accusation, but she can't deny the truth of it. "Yes," she whispers hoarsely, her eyes locked on yours as if seeking some sort of absolution. "I do want that. But I also want to please you and make sure these girls are prepared for whatever comes their way. Please... give me a chance to help."

She waits anxiously for your response, her heart racing as she holds her breath. As much as she wants this position of power and influence, she knows that it is ultimately up to you whether or not she will get what she desires most.

The secretary hesitates only a moment before dropping to her knees in front of you, her eyes locked on the growing bulge in your pants. With trembling hands, she reaches out and tugs at the belt holding up her uniform skirt, pulling it loose and letting the material pool around her feet. Next comes the lacy black thong that hides her most intimate places from view; she slides it down her legs slowly, revealing herself to you completely.

As she waits for your command, her breath comes in short little gasps as anticipation mixes with fear and excitement. She has never been more exposed or vulnerable, but at the same time she feels a thrill coursing through her veins; this is what she's wanted all along.