You just found the notebook on your desk when starting class. As you read the note on the first page you smile in disbelief, but there is a pencil sitting right next to it. What's the harm in trying it out? You open the book to the first page, scrawling the name of the college across the top of it. You ponder for a moment, wondering what to write, before spotting a the cute, redheaded girl enter the class. You put pencil to paper.

"Rule: Female students wear short skirts with no panties"

As soon as the words were written, the world around you seemed to shift. The redhead walking towards you now had a much shorter skirt, so short that it seemed impossible that anyone could wear it in public. But there she was, walking towards you with her legs on full display. Your eyes drifted down her body, lingering on the hemline of the skirt, wondering if you were seeing things. As she passed by you, you couldn't help but notice the absence of any undergarments beneath the skirt. It was true, the rule was real, and this girl was already following it without even knowing it.

You look around the classroom, noticing that every other female student had already adapted to the new rule. Skirts were shortened, panties discarded. Some were blushing with embarrassment, while others strutted around confidently, enjoying the newfound freedom. You couldn't help but feel a sense of power and excitement wash over you. This was only the beginning of what you could do with the notebook. The possibilities are endless.

Current rules:
+ Female students wear short skirts with no panties

As you write the new rule, a sense of authority washes over you. You close your eyes, trying to envision what kind of school you want this to be. When you open them again, everything looks the same - students milling about, chatting with one another, unaware that their world is about to change once more.

But it has changed. The girls in class now look different; every single one of them is drop-dead gorgeous, and their expressions hold a newfound lustfulness that wasn't there before. You watch as they touch themselves discreetly underneath their desks, moaning softly to themselves as their arousal grows. They notice you watching and glance back at you with heated eyes, wordlessly inviting you to join in on their forbidden pleasure.

This new power is addictive; intoxicating. You could spend hours writing rules like this, crafting the perfect school where lust and desire rule the halls. And they would all obey without question...

As you write this new rule, your imagination runs wild with possibilities. The girls in class seem to glow with desire, their eyes fixed on you like they've never seen anything more tantalizing. They edge closer, their bodies pressed against yours as if afraid that being too far away will somehow diminish the strength of their craving. You feel your cock begin to harden in response, throbbing against your jeans as it grows ever more desperate for release.

And then, just like that, one of them breaks free from her friends and launches herself at you, lips parted, eyes locked on your growing erection. She moans into your mouth, begging for you to take her right here, right now. With a groan, you give in to the desire; the rest of the girls watch hungrily as you lose yourself in the moment, reveling in the power you hold over them all...

"My name's Chloe," she whispers breathlessly between kisses. "And what I desire most... is to feel you inside me. Your huge cock." Her words send a shiver down your spine, and she arches her back, offering herself up for your possession. The other girls watch with bated breath, hungry expressions painted on their faces as they silently offer the same to you; wanting nothing more than to be claimed by your massive member.

Your hands slide under her skirt, finding the wet warmth between her legs. She gasps into your mouth as you tease her folds, pressing forward insistently until she feels the head of your cock pushing at her entrance. With a desperate moan, she bucks her hips, seeking to take you deeper.

"Oh God, yes!" Chloe cries out, her voice echoing through the classroom as she writhes beneath you. "Please, I need it so bad." Her words seem to fuel the fire in all of their hearts; they watch with hunger, moaning softly at the sight of your fingers teasing her from behind. The air is thick with lust and desire, each girl feeling it build inside them as they wait for their turn to feel you inside.

As Chloe's words hang in the air, desperation etched on her features, the other girls watch with growing impatience. They shift restlessly in their seats, hands instinctively reaching for their own aching cunts as they wait for you to grant them release. Their eyes never leave yours, pleading silently for your attention and approval. The tension is palpable, the air thick with anticipation of what's to come.

It's clear that each girl believes they deserve your cock more than any other; they will do whatever it takes to prove their worthiness...

With each pleading moan and lustful glance, the girls in class seem to grow more desperate. Their bodies writhe restlessly beneath their clothes as they fight against an unbearable desire to touch themselves. It's almost like they're competing for your attention, trying to prove that they want you more than anyone else. And with each passing moment, their need grows only stronger...

The air is thick with anticipation now; you can practically feel the heat emanating from them as they wait for you to make your choice. It's intoxicating, this power you hold over them all, and it thrums through your veins like an electric current.

Chloe eagerly complies, taking your cock into her mouth as the other girl watches hungrily, biting her lip in anticipation of being the next one to feel you inside. The girls moan loudly, their need evident as they arch their backs and beg for release, thrusting their hips toward you in invitation. You grin widely, relishing in the power you hold over them all.

As your fingers plunge into wet heat of two more eager students, Chloe bobs her head up and down on your cock, taking it as deep as she can manage. Her eyes meet yours in the mirror above her head, a mix of desire and submission filling them as she tries to communicate just how much she needs this.

You watch the other girls squirm beneath you, their bodies trembling with need as they fight against the urge to touch themselves. The sound of skin slapping against flesh fills the air, along with their moans and gasps of pleasure. It's almost too much for you to bear; the heat from them all is becoming unbearably intense. But then again, that only seems to make it more delicious...

As the two girls writhe beneath your touch, their cries of pleasure filling the room, Chloe's desperation grows even more palpable. She sucks harder on your cock, her eyes pleading with you to give in to her demand for release. You watch as she begins to strain against your touch, her body tiring from the effort of keeping up with your demands.

With a final thrust, one of the girls cries out in ecstasy, their body convulsing as they come undone beneath your fingers. The other girl follows shortly after, spent and satisfied. Chloe slows down, her breath coming in ragged gasps as she tries to catch her breath. But even through her exhaustion, it's clear that she still wants more; she wants you to fill her until she can barely stand.

You grab her hair roughly, pulling back her head so you can watch her eyes as you thrust into her mouth. Her lips wrap tightly around your cock, sucking hungrily as she tries to draw every last drop of your cum from your aching shaft. The sensation is exquisite; the knowledge that each girl here wants nothing more than to taste your seed on their tongues sends a thrill through you unlike anything you've ever experienced before...

Panting heavily, Chloe nods between lustful sucks on your cock. "Yes... daddy..." she moans, her voice thick with desire and submission. She looks up at you with half-lidded eyes, a shiver of pleasure running down her spine as she feels you start to thrust harder into her mouth. Her hands clutch at your thighs desperately, nails digging into your skin as she tries not to fall apart beneath the overwhelming need coursing through her body.

As you feel yourself nearing release, the other girls in class watch in awe and envy. They're all on the edge of orgasm themselves, their bodies trembling with exhaustion and desire. But it's Chloe who will taste your cum first; she who has proven herself worthy of being called your special girl...

Chloe's eyes widen in shock as you thrust your cock deeper than she ever thought possible, filling her throat and cutting off her air supply. Her body goes rigid for a moment before reflexively trying to gasp for breath, sucking your cock even harder in the process. The sensation of being so completely dominated and used sends a jolt of pleasure straight to her core, overwhelming any hint of fear or discomfort.

The other girls in class watch in silent awe as they witness Chloe's submission; their own bodies growing increasingly restless under the weight of desire and envy. They wonder if they could ever be so perfectly controlled by someone like you...

Her face flushes crimson with shame and desire as you slap her and demean her, calling her the filthy things she secretly craves to be called. Chloe's back arches off the desk as your cock slides effortlessly into her waiting pussy from behind; it feels like you could reach all the way inside her with every thrust. Her body quakes in orgasm, clawing at the desk and biting down on her lip to stifle her moans as she's taken roughly from behind by her new "daddy."

The other girls in class watch hungrily, eyes glued to the sight of Chloe being used like this. They shift restlessly on their seats, waiting for their turn to feel your dominance, wondering if they too could be made to submit so perfectly...

Chloe pants heavily, her face flushed with pleasure and embarrassment as she answers. "You're my daddy... you're the only one who can make me feel this good... please... fuck me like that..." Her words are barely more than a whisper, but they carry weight and desperation nonetheless. She arches her back further, begging for deeper penetration as she allows herself to be completely dominated by your rough lovemaking.

The other girls in class watch with growing envy and arousal, wondering how it feels to have such control over another person... wondering if they could ever give up that much power willingly...

As the other girls in class reach their climaxes, their bodies convulse and shudder beneath their own fingers, their cries of ecstasy filling the air. Chloe watches them hungrily, her desire only growing as she listens to their moans and gasps. Her words become increasingly dirty and begging as you continue to take her roughly from behind; it's clear that she craves this dominance more than anything else in the world.

Her pleas for filthier and dirtier actions from you only fuel your lust further, driving you deeper inside her with every thrust. The other girls watch enviously as Chloe seems to be made especially for you; their eyes flicker between your movements and her face, searching for some sign that they too could ever find such perfect union with someone like you.

Chloe's eyes roll back in her head as you pound into her from behind, her body quivering with the force of your thrusts. "Y-yes..." she stutters out between gasps for air, "... I'm yours... do what you want with me..." She licks her lips hungrily, a shiver running down her spine at the thought of being entirely at your mercy. Her fingers dig into your shoulders as you continue to take her roughly, her moans echoing in the classroom and fueling your own desire even further.

Chloe shudders violently as you thrust harder into her, driving your words deeper than your cock. "Y-yes..." she pants out, tears streaming down her cheeks. "Cum in me... make me yours... fuck, I need it so bad!" Her hips buck wildly against you in search of release, her nails digging into your shoulders as if to hold onto you tightly. Her breath comes out in short gasps now, each word a plea for the satisfaction she craves more than anything else in this world.

The other girls watch with envy and lust, their bodies arching off their seats at the sight of Chloe's wanton display. They wonder if they could ever find such pleasure... if anyone would ever take control of them so completely...

Chloe's entire body tenses as you release your hot seed deep inside her, the sensation sending shockwaves of pleasure rippling through her. She cries out, arching her back off the desk and clenching tightly around your cock as she comes apart beneath you. Her voice echoes in the classroom, filled with raw desire and satisfaction, drawing gasps of envy from the other girls.

As your orgasm subsides, leaving you spent and satisfied, Chloe collapses onto the desk, panting heavily. She looks up at you through heavy-lidded eyes, her expression a mixture of pride, desire, and gratitude. The other girls watch in silence, their gazes locked on the two of you as they wonder what it would be like to experience such an intense connection... such complete surrender to another's will.

The weight of your control over them all is palpable; it seems to fill the room, pressing down on them like a physical presence. And yet, they can't seem to look away... they crave the attention, the dominance, just as much as Chloe does. Maybe even more.

Gently pulling out of Chloe, you watch as she collapses limply to the floor, a blissful expression on her face. It's almost enough to make you want to spare her for another time... but no, that wouldn't be right. She wants this; she deserves whatever punishment or reward you choose to give her.

With a final thrust of your hips, you release your spent seed onto Chloe's body, coating her in your essence once more. Her eyes flutter closed as the hot liquid runs down her skin, her breath catching in her throat at the intimacy of it all. She looks up at you with nothing but gratitude and desire, offering herself willingly to your every whim.

The other girls watch from their seats, jealousy and lust painting their features as they wonder when, or if, they'll be next. It's intoxicating, this power you hold over them all... and it only makes you want more.

Lisa's desire burns brightly as she trails after you, her heart racing with anticipation and nerves. Her eyes dart nervously between your back and the others in the room; will any of them try to stop her? It doesn't matter now, though, as long as she can be the one to make you feel that way again.

As you finally step out into the cool evening air, Lisa catches up to you, breathless and flushed from both desire and fear. She bites her lip, her gaze flickering down to your crotch before lifting back up to meet your eyes. "Take me home with you," she whispers hoarsely. "Please."

Lisa nods quickly, her lips trembling as she tries to form words. "Y-yes... I want to be with you. Please let me." Tears well up in her eyes, making her voice even shakier than before. She steps closer, placing a tentative hand on your arm, longing for any sort of contact that might make this seem real.

Your parents' house is only a few blocks away; the familiar scent of dinner wafts through the air as you consider her request. The thought of bringing her home... of letting her be part of your life like this... it's intoxicating. You can feel the power she craves coursing through you, and the idea of using that power to control her... well, it's almost too much to resist.

Her whole body tenses as your fingers push past her underwear and find their way to her core, searching for just how much she needs this. Lisa bites back a moan, trying desperately not to make too much noise in the quiet neighborhood street. Her hips buck forward instinctively against your hand, her legs trembling with effort as she tries to keep up the pretense of being unaffected by your touch.

Her breath comes in ragged gasps now, hot and uneven on the chilly evening air. Her face is flushed with desire and shame; this is the last place she expected to be, yet here she is, offering herself up for you to take.

Lisa gasps into your mouth as you touch her so intimately, her body arching forward against the pressure of your fingers. Her mind reels with desire and anticipation; she can hardly believe this is really happening, that she's about to go home with you. The thought of being in your parents' house only heightens the thrill of their forbidden tryst.

She nods quickly against your lips, still unable to speak coherently as desire takes hold and drives all rational thought from her mind. Her fingers clutch desperately at your shirt, her nails digging into the fabric in a bid to stay grounded amidst the whirlwind of emotions and sensations coursing through her body.

Yes... she'll suck you off while they're there. Whatever it takes to make this moment last, to feel your touch one more time before everything goes back to normal. Her heart races in eager anticipation of the things you have planned for her, the way you'll control and use her body however you see fit. It doesn't matter; she belongs to you now, body and soul.

Lisa glances nervously at you from across the dining table, her heart racing in anticipation. She carefully hides a smile of mischief and lust, catching your gaze just long enough to communicate that she understands what you're asking her to do. A thrill of rebellion and desire courses through her veins as she considers the prospect of pleasuring you right under everyone's noses.

As the conversation flows around them, she takes the opportunity to slip out of her chair and kneel at your feet. Her lips part, tongue darting out to wet them as she presses forward against your crotch, seeking the warmth and thickness of your cock. The feel of it pressed against her tongue is electrifying, sending a shiver down her spine that's visible even from across the room.

Her mother clears her throat, bringing Lisa's attention back to the table. With a startled gasp, she pulls away from you, face flushing crimson with shame and desire. Her gaze darts between your parents and back to you, pleading silently for forgiveness while also begging you not to stop. You smile indulgently, giving her the tiniest nod of encouragement before returning to your dinner.

Lisa's heart races as she watches her mother discreetly move beneath the table to suck you off. Her mouth hangs agape in shock for a moment before snapping shut with a soft gasp, her eyes shining with an unholy mix of jealousy and desire. She glances back and forth between you and your mother, wondering what it would feel like to be so completely controlled... to belong to someone the way they both do.

Without realizing it, she reaches out to stroke your leg, her fingertips grazing lightly over your thigh as if testing the limits of how far she can go without being noticed. Her breath comes faster now, shallower, as arousal pools heavily in her core. It's intoxicating, this power you hold over them both... this dominance that makes them crave you so desperately.

Lisa gasps as she's pushed roughly to the floor by your mother, her hands scrabbling uselessly at the carpet as you loom over her. The feel of your cock pressed against her lips is exhilarating, making it impossible for her to refuse when your mother forces it past her defenses and down her throat. Her eyes water, tears streaming down her face as she chokes and gags on your thick length, but she continues to take you deeper, harder.

The only thought in her mind is to please you... to do whatever it takes to earn even a moment more of this perverse bliss. And if that means being used by both of you... well, then so be it. Her mother grunts encouragement from beneath the table, her own hands busy pleasuring your cock as she helps push it deeper into her daughter's throat. The erotic sounds fill the air, drowning out all thoughts of propriety or shame.

In this moment, they are all yours... and you have no intention of ever letting them go.

Lisa glances up at you, her eyes brimming with desire and submission as she whispers, "You are... my Daddy..." Her words come out shaky and breathless, punctuated by soft moans as your mother continues to stroke and suck on her throbbing cock. She reaches for you, tentatively at first but growing bolder as her need for you overpowers everything else.

Lisa's body quakes with anticipation as you rip her clothes away, revealing her naked form to the table. Her heart races wildly in her chest, and a nervous giggle escapes her lips as she lies helpless before you. With her legs spread wide and held down by your strong hands, there's nowhere left for her to go except where you take her.

As you thrust roughly inside her, your cock sliding effortlessly between her folds, she cries out in pleasure, arching her back off the table in search of more contact with you. Her nails scrape against the wood, leaving bloody trails behind as she struggles to keep from coming apart at the seams under the force of your dominance. She's all yours now... and nothing will ever be the same again.

Her words flow like honey, spilling out in a desperate torrent as you continue to take her hard and fast from behind. "Yes... fuck me like that..." she pants, her body trembling with the force of her own arousal. "I'm your dirty little slut, Daddy... please don't stop." Her fingernails rake across the smooth wood of the table, leaving trails of blood and desperation in their wake as she tries to steady herself for your onslaught.

The sight of her, helpless and exposed before you, only serves to fuel your lust further. You're going to give her what she wants... what she needs. And when you finally release inside her, it will be a lesson she'll never forget: she belongs to you now, and always will.

Her cries fill the room as you drive deeper inside her with each powerful thrust, claiming her body as your own in front of the whole family. Lisa's back arches off the table, nails scrape against the wood, blood mingling with her tears as she surrenders to your dominance. The sight of you taking what is yours drives everyone present wild with desire; they watch helplessly, their own bodies tense and aching for release as they are reminded of just how deeply you control them all.

Lisa's cries echo throughout the room as her body gives way under the force of your relentless assault. Her eyes roll back in her head, her mouth gapes open and raw from her screaming, and yet still she arches off the table, begging for more. The sight of you claiming what is rightfully yours sends shockwaves of desire through every member of your family, making their own longings that much sharper and harder to ignore.

But tonight, it's her who bears the brunt of your dominance. Her body is nothing but an instrument for your pleasure, a vessel to hold and use as you see fit. And when at last you release inside her, leaving her spent and broken on the table, it will be a reminder to everyone in the room just how far you're willing to go to maintain control... and just how deliciously satisfying that power can truly be.

Shuddering with the last waves of pleasure, Lisa lays limp and spent beneath you, her body aching from the relentless punishment it's just endured. Her face is flushed with shame and desire, tears streaming down her cheeks as she tries to catch her breath. Your kiss, though gentle, feels like a claiming, an assertion of dominance that leaves no doubt in anyone's mind who truly owns her now.

As you pull away, she looks up at you with adoration and gratitude etched into every feature. Her body is yours to do with as you please; her soul is forever bound to yours. The thought thrills and terrifies her all at once, but there's no denying the thrill of surrender that courses through her veins. Tomorrow can't come soon enough.