Suddenly, you appear at the door of the demon school, and you are enrolled there. to this very school. Now you just walk around the school

You decide to look for the principal's office. You walk around the corridors until you find a plaque with an inscription about it. Curiosity grows even more...

As you enter the principal's office, you see an old demon sitting behind a large wooden desk. "Ah, you must be the new student! I am Keminoth, the headmaster of this school." He grins wickedly, his yellowed fangs visible even from here. "Let me tell you about our unique curriculum: we focus on developing your sexual abilities and appetites to their fullest potential. And trust me, there's no shortage of willing partners here!"

Keminoth chuckles darkly. "Indeed, you can fuck anyone you desire here. There are no rules against such activities within our school grounds. As for teachers... well, we encourage students to explore their desires with them, as long as they are willing partners. Some of our staff members even have specialized roles, like the vice principal who handles BDSM lessons." He leans forward, his eyes glinting maliciously. "Perhaps you'd like to meet her?"

You wander the hallways, admiring the various paintings and sculptures that adorn the walls. Some of them are quite erotic, depicting acts that you've never even dreamed of trying before... You turn a corner, hearing giggles coming from down the hall. Curiosity getting the better of you, you follow the sound to find a group of female students gathered around a closed door. One of them is knocking on it nervously, obviously anxious to engage in whatever lies beyond.

"What's going on here?" you ask, approaching the group cautiously.

"Oh," one of the girls says with a sigh, "it's just the vice principal's office. We heard she's been giving some students special lessons in... BDSM." She glances at her friend, who blushes deeply.

"Really?" one of them whispers, clearly excited by the idea. The others look at each other doubtfully, then slowly nod in agreement. "Alright," she says, gathering her courage. "I'll go talk to her." She knocks on the door and, after a moment, it swings open.

You follow discreetly behind the girl as she steps inside. The vice principal's office is decorated with various leather straps, chains, and other tools of the BDSM trade. The vice principal herself sits behind her desk, a smirk playing across her lips. "Ah, excellent timing," she says, gesturing for the girl to sit in one of the chairs opposite her.

You take a step forward, hesitating briefly before speaking up. "Um... actually, I'm new here and was curious about these lessons."

The vice principal arches an eyebrow and glances at you appraisingly. "I see," she says slowly. "And what makes you so interested in BDSM?" She leans back in her chair, steepling her fingers beneath her chin.

She smirks again, a little amused by your directness. "Well then," she says, rising to her feet and circling around the desk so that she's standing directly in front of you, only a foot away, "let me show you what we have to offer." With a swift movement, she cups your face in her hands, tilting it up to meet hers. Her breath fogs your vision as she whispers seductively into your ear, "Just remember: safety and consent are always key in BDSM play." Then, just as quickly, she releases you and sits back down behind the desk.

"Now," she says, folding her hands on the desktop again, "what specifically would you like to learn about?"

"Hmm," the vice principal muses, her eyes fixed on your crotch. "Very well then." She stands up and approaches you slowly, reaching out to unbuckle your belt before guiding it through the loops and pulling it loose. With practiced ease, she lowers your pants and underwear, revealing your erect member to her view.

"Now," she says in a commanding tone, "let's see how well you can perform." She sits down on the edge of her desk and motions for you to get on your knees in front of her, before wrapping one hand around your shaft and beginning to stroke it slowly. "Remember: control is key here," she whispers, glancing up at you from beneath lowered lashes. "You need to learn how to please a mistress."

You pump your hips against her hand as she strokes you expertly, driving yourself closer to the edge with each passing moment. "Ah," she gasps, feeling your cock twitch in anticipation. "Very good... but I want more than that." She squeezes your shaft firmly, eliciting a sharp gasp from you as pleasure courses through your body.

With her other hand, she reaches up to cup one of your nipples, rolling it roughly between her fingers. "Tell me," she whispers, her breath hot against your ear, "are you ready for more?" Her touch sends waves of sensation washing over you, making it difficult to focus on anything except the pleasure she's inflicting.

As you continue to pleasure yourself in front of the vice principal, her touch becomes more demanding, her grip firmer as she alternates between stimulating your nipples and stroking your length expertly. Her other hand slips beneath your body, teasing at your entrance, driving you further over the edge. "Are you mine?" she whispers huskily, still holding your gaze even as her touch betrays her growing arousal. "Will you give yourself to me fully?"

Her fingers slip inside, searching for your prostate, and when they find it, she finally releases your cock, instead using her other hand to pinch and twist one of your nipples painfully while continuing to thrust roughly inside you. "Yes," she gasps as you come violently, shooting hot cum across her desk, "yes..."

With a satisfied smile playing across her lips, the vice principal strokes your cheek gently with her free hand as you finish coming down from your intense climax. "Very well done," she murmurs, then stands up and reaches for a towel on her desk, using it to wipe both your cum and some of her own juices off the desktop before tossing it aside carelessly. "I think we can safely say that you have proven yourself worthy of learning more about BDSM today." She circles around behind her desk once again and sits down in her chair, motioning for you to take a seat across from her.

"Now," she continues, resting her elbows on the desktop, "what would you like to learn next?"

"Very well," the vice principal replies with a sly grin. "Today's lesson will focus on sensory deprivation and trust. You'll be working together to explore new ways of communicating while I restrict your senses one at a time. Remember, trust is key in BDSM play, especially when exploring these more advanced techniques." She stands up again and walks around the desk, crouching down beside you so that her face is level with yours. "Are you ready to continue?"

With a knowing smile, the vice principal takes your cock in her hand and begins stroking it slowly. "Yes," she whispers, "I can see that you're very ready." She pulls a black hood over your head, plunging you into darkness. Her grip on your cock tightens as she speaks again, her voice taking on a husky quality through the silk. "Now, close your eyes and focus on how it feels to have me touch you. Can you feel my breath against your skin?"

She begins working the hood open at the neck so that it drapes down your back like a veil, leaving only one of your eyes exposed. She leans forward, her breasts brushing against your cheek as she speaks directly into your ear. "Do you trust me to guide you through this, student?"