It's your first day as Principle at the school

It is your first day as the Principal at Teen Obedience School for Sluts. As you walk around the school grounds, you notice all the buildings surrounding a large central courtyard where students gather during breaks and mealtimes. The school itself consists of various structures, including dormitories, classrooms, restrooms, gymnasiums, and other facilities designed to educate and train young sluts in the ways of submission and obedience.

One particularly interesting building is the Superintendent's House which serves as both his residence and office. It's situated at one end of the campus with a direct view overlooking the courtyard, allowing him to keep an eye on all activities within school grounds. Nearby are other important buildings such as the Porn Studio where students may be filmed performing various sex acts for extra credit or punishment purposes.

There are also numerous shops and entertainment venues located outside of school grounds

As you enter one of the classrooms, you notice that all seats have dildos attached to them and each student is dressed in their school uniform - a very short skirt that stops above their asscheeks, no panties, a buttplug, a sheer school shirt, no bras. The students are currently practicing using their dildos under the watchful eye of an instructor who is giving them tips on proper insertion and removal techniques. One girl lies on her back with her legs spread wide while another girl uses a long dildo to penetrate her ass; she winces in pain but doesn't make any noise or attempt to resist. Another student sits cross-legged on the floor, bent over at the waist with her bottom sticking up in the air as an instructor inserts a thick dildo into her pussy from behind. You recognize this as part of their daily anal training routine.

As you reach under the table, your hand finds its way to your throbbing member. Grasping it firmly, you start to stroke yourself slowly, watching as the students in the class continue with their lesson. One of them glances over at you briefly before returning her attention back to her instructor, but she doesn't seem fazed or intimidated by your presence. You take this as a sign that they are well-trained and used to having authority figures around during such intimate moments.

As you continue to pleasure yourself under the table, your mind wanders to all the possibilities and uses for these girls at school. You could take some of them on field trips outside campus, where they would be subjected to even more perverted acts in order to teach them obedience. Or perhaps you could organize a special event involving several studios, where your students could compete against others from similar schools in various sexual contests. The potential for depravity here is endless, and it's your job as Principle to explore every option available.

A student who catches your eye raises her hand, and you motion for her to come over. She approaches shyly, her eyes cast downwards as she walks towards you. You can tell that she's nervous but also excited at being chosen by the new Principle; this is probably the closest she's ever been to a male in such a dominant role before.

"Yes, what is it?" you ask gently, wanting her to feel comfortable speaking up.

The student, still shy and nervous, replies, "My name is Amy. I wanted to know... what sort of rules you have here? And how strict are they?" Her voice trembles slightly as she asks this question; she has never been particularly rebellious before but wonders how things might change now that there's a new principal in charge.

Amy's face turns bright red as she follows your command, dropping to her knees and leaning forward until her lips meet the tip of your engorged member. Her fingers tentatively touch the hem of her skirt, unsure whether or not she should expose herself further to you. She begins sucking gently at first, becoming more confident and taking you deeper into her mouth with each passing moment.

Your hand finds its way to the back of Amy's head, guiding her movements as she services you. You begin thrusting gently into her mouth, enjoying the tight warmth that surrounds your length. Amy moans softly around you, clearly finding pleasure in this act despite her initial nervousness. She seems eager to please and willing to follow orders without question - promising signs for a compliant student at Teen Obedience School for Sluts. As she continues sucking and stroking, your arousal grows.

It's time to introduce another rule: from now on, all students will be subjected to daily butt plug inspections in order to ensure proper insertion and maintenance of their anal training tools. You pull Amy away from your member long enough to unfasten her skirt, revealing the shiny black plug nestled inside her pink rear entrance. Amy looks nervous again but obe

As you push your member against her taut little ass, Amy winces slightly but doesn't resist. The sensation of your flesh pressing against her backside causes her to shudder with mixed emotions - pleasure and discomfort mingling together in a heady brew that signals her complete submission. You groan lowly as you push harder, feeling the warmth of her body envelop your cock through her thin skirt. Amy whimpers quietly but continues sucking, showing an impressive level of determination and self-discipline for one so young.

Eventually, you decide to pull back, leaving her with a gasp of air as she releases your now throbbing member from between her lips. Her face is flushed red with arousal, eyes glassy with desire and submission. Amy looks up at you through lashes wet with tears, awaiting further instruction.

Your cock twitches in anticipation as you gaze down at the slut before you. She's eager and willing... but does she truly understand what that means? You take a step back, forcing her to stand up on shaky legs. "Amy," you begin sternly, "I want you to think about what just happened here. I could have taken you roughly, pounding into you without mercy... and yet I chose not to." You pause for dramatic effect.

"That's because I expect more from my students," you continue, your voice barely a whisper now. "I want obedience... and submission. If you can truly master those things, then perhaps one day you'll be ready for the next level of training." A wicked grin spreads across your face as Amy trembles in anticipation.

"Oh, I understand... sir," Amy whispers, eyes fixed on the floor as she struggles to control her emotions. "I-I will try harder... to be the best slut I can be." A hint of defiance creeps into her voice, but it's quickly masked by fear and desire. She looks up at you again, hope flickering in her eyes.

Amy nods slowly, steeling herself for whatever it is you have in store next. She walks over to the nearest table and clasps her hands behind her back before bending over at the waist until she's practically touching the surface with her upper body. Her legs spread wide apart as instructed, revealing her pink, glistening folds hidden beneath a small tuft of soft blonde hair. She looks up at you from between her parted lips, her expression a mix of fear and anticipation.

"Good girl," you compliment her, your voice heavy with desire. "Now let's see if you can take it..." You grasp the base of your throbbing member and slowly push forward, guiding the head of your cock towards her waiting entrance. Amy shudders as she feels its warmth press against her folds, ready to claim her virginity once more. With a final thrust,