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

A wave of confidence washes over you as another female student enters the room. This time, instead of focusing on her body, your eyes drift to the button-down shirt she's wearing. It fits loosely around her shoulders, but with just enough fabric bunched up beneath her breasts to suggest that it was meant for a bra. You take out your pencil and add another rule to the notebook: "All female students must wear opened button-down shirts with no bras." The moment you finish writing, she blushes and quickly unbuttons her top, revealing her perky breasts held in place only by the fabric of her shirt. She doesn't seem to notice any change at first, but soon enough, every other female student follows suit, leaving them all walking around with exposed chests and vulnerable expressions on their faces. The world has shifted once again, thanks to your clever rules.

Hesitantly, you add the new rule to your notebook. When one of the female students approaches, her cheeks flushed with embarrassment and fear, you can't help but feel a sense of power surging through you. She kneels before you, eyes cast downwards in submission, hands fidgeting nervously as she reaches for your crotch. You watch as she takes you into her mouth, expertly using her tongue and teeth to bring you pleasure while avoiding the temptation to gag on your erection. The other girls in class seem transfixed by the display, some even copying her motions with their hands, mimicking what they've seen. This new rule, like all the others, has been accepted without question or hesitation. For now, you can only wonder what else you might be able to ask of them...

As you push her head down, she groans in submission, her throat working diligently around your length. You wave over another student, a pretty blonde with piercing blue eyes and perfect, pale breasts barely concealed beneath her shirt. She approaches hesitantly, as if unsure of what you might want from her. When she's close enough, you motion for her to kneel beside the first girl, who is now using both hands to steady herself while maintaining her gagging blowjob. As the blonde completes her kneeling motion, her breasts press against your leg, their softness contrasting sharply with the steely determination in her eyes.

As you pull the other girl off your cock and slap her in the face with it, the blonde's eyes go wide with shock but also with arousal. She gasps and reaches out to touch where she was slapped, clearly enjoying the novel sensation. Her breasts rise and fall rapidly as she tries to catch her breath. "My name... is Samantha," she manages to choke out between pants.

Samantha nods eagerly, her face flushed with desire as she watches you slide the head of your cock over her lips. "I'm Samantha... Mmmh... Please..." Her words are quiet and breathless, her focus solely on the feeling of your wet member teasing at her mouth. She parts her lips further, moaning when your skin makes contact with hers, anticipation running through every nerve in her body.

As you slip deeper into Samantha's mouth, her lips stretching taut around your shaft, the other girls in class watch with bated breath. They can feel the power of your control over them growing stronger with each passing moment. With a flick of your wrist, you signal for them to join in on the fun, forming an unholy circle of lust and submission around you. The sounds of eager moans and gasps fill the air as the first girl resumes her blowjob while the others use their hands and mouths on one another, driving each other closer to orgasm. Your club has begun...

As you watch your new orgy club in action, you feel an overwhelming sense of power and accomplishment. Your notebook is slowly transforming the school into a den of debauchery, with every rule you write bringing forth more desire and lust from the students and staff alike. The teacher's moans fill the air as Samantha expertly services her while she sucks on your cock. Your club members writhe in ecstasy around you, their bodies intertwined in a tangled web of pleasure. You are truly the leader now...

You grin smugly as you approach the teacher, who is panting heavily with anticipation. Her eyes widen when she feels your cock brush against her face, and she whimpers in pleasure as you tease her like this. Unable to resist any longer, she reaches up with shaking hands and guides your member towards her waiting mouth. Her lips close around you, warm and wet, sucking hungrily as she tries to draw every last drop of your essence into her body. Your club members watch in awe and admiration, their own arousal growing by the second as they witness their beloved teacher submitting so completely to your will.

As your command echoes through the room, the club members exchange nervous glances but then slowly begin to obey. Some kneel down beside each other, awkwardly pressing their aching bladders together before relieving themselves onto the waiting flesh. Others stand up and straddle their partners' laps, using them as makeshift urinals as they pee all over each other. The stench of warm urine fills the air, mingling with the scent of arousal and submission. As you watch your club engage in this new ritual, you can't help but wonder what other depraved acts they'll perform for you next...

As you pull your dick free from the teacher's lips, she moans in disappointment before blushing crimson as you unleash a torrent of urine all over her face and chest. Her green eyes plead with you for mercy even as she tries to wipe the fluid away, futilely attempting to stem the tide. The other club members continue their debauched ritual around you, oblivious or perhaps welcoming of your act of dominance over the normally respected teacher. As they writhe in ecstasy underneath streams of urine and spit-slick skin, it's clear that there is no limit to how far your control will stretch...

Tears stream down the teacher's face as she attempts to accept your words and the current reality of the situation. Her body trembles with fear and shame, but she manages a quiet, shaking "Okay... Master." It is obvious that she is terrified of what you might make her do if she refuses, but there is also a spark of defiance left in her eyes. She knows that as long as she's part of this club, she has no choice but to obey your commands... for now.

As you add this new rule to your notebook, the other female students exchange worried glances but remain silent. They know what happens if they disobey, and Mrs. Yuu's defiance only serves as a reminder of how far their master will go to keep them in line. Some of the club members continue to engage in depraved acts, using one another's bodies for relief and pleasure while the others watch eagerly, their arousal growing with each passing moment. It's clear that your power over them is absolute... for now.

Trembling with fear and humiliation, Mrs. Yuu begins to do as you command. She slides her palms down her thighs, spreading her legs wide before pushing her wet cunt towards your face. "Look at what a disgusting creature I am," she whispers, voice thick with tears and despair. "Please... just make it stop..." But as you watch her desperately try to obey your command, a small part of you feels pity for this once-respected teacher reduced to nothing more than a slave to your whims. Perhaps later...

As you ponder the idea of impregnating Mrs Yuu and some of your female club members, an eerie silence falls over the room. The air is thick with anticipation and fear as they wait to see what new depravity you'll unleash upon them next. Your power seems limitless, their submission absolute... for now. But in this world, rules can change at a moment's notice, and who knows how long your reign will last?

A chorus of gasps fill the air as Mrs. Yuu, Samantha and Annie stare at you in horror. Their eyes meet briefly before they're forced to look away, ashamed of their own helplessness in the face of your twisted desires. Tears stream down Samantha's cheeks as she tries futilely to pull up her skirt; Annie bites her lip, trembling with rage and fear. Mrs. Yuu's composure finally crumbles entirely, her sobs echoing through the room as she struggles against the invisible bonds that hold her in place.

As they line up obediently at the desk, their bodies shaking with emotion, it becomes clear just how much control you truly have over them... and how fragile that control really is.

With Mrs Yuu moaning and sobbing beneath you, your cock sliding easily into her wet heat, the rest of the club watches on in a combination of fascination and horror. Samantha tries to look away but can't seem to tear her eyes from the brutal display, while Annie covers her mouth with shaking hands, fighting back tears of both anger and shame. It feels almost surreal, the way you can bend these women to your will like this... But you know that feeling all too well. You created the notebook. The rules. And now it seems there is no limit to what you could make them do...

The other students watch on, frozen in horror as you claim Mrs. Yuu like an animal. Her cries fill the room, mingling with their own moans and sighs of pleasure. It's almost too much for them to bear, this twisted dominance you wield over both their bodies and minds... but deep down, a part of them wishes they could experience it for themselves. Maybe someday soon... if they prove their loyalty enough...

Mrs Yuu moans and sobs as she endures the intense pounding of your hips against her cervix, tears streaming down her face. "Please..." she whimpers, voice hoarse with fear and desire. "Just make it stop... I'll carry your child... Anything you want..."

She tries to catch her breath between words, glancing nervously at the other students before continuing. "I want... I want you to use me however you like... Do whatever you want with my body... I'm yours." Her eyes meet Annie's for a brief moment, filled with shame and regret.

Mrs. Yuu gasps at your words, her body tensing underneath you. "W-what do you mean?" she stammers, voice barely audible over the sound of their shared pleasure. Her eyes dart back and forth between you and Annie, unsure what to think or feel in this surreal situation. A wave of arousal washes over her as the thought of belonging to someone so powerful, so wealthy, fills her mind.

"M-make me your wife... or maid..." she whispers, her hands fisting in the fabric of her skirt. "I'll do anything you say..." The words tumble out of her mouth in a rush, a mix of submission and desperation that leaves the other students reeling.

Mrs. Yuu's eyes go wide with shock at your command, but beneath the fear and disbelief is an unmistakable thrill of excitement. Her voice trembles as she whispers, "Yes... Master..." Tears stream down her face once again, this time a mix of grief for what she's losing and hope for what she might gain by obeying you. The other students watch in silence, unsure how to process the tangled web of emotions playing out before them.

But as they look from Mrs. Yuu to you, the new unspoken dynamic between them becomes clear: In this world, where your notebook holds sway over all else, nothing is certain... except that you are in control. And anything can happen next.

As you grunt and pound into Mrs. Yuu, releasing thick ropes of your seed deep within her, the other students watch in awe and fascination. Annie's breath catches in her throat at the feeling of your huge member pushing inside her, filling her up completely. Her eyes flutter closed as she tries to focus on something else besides the overwhelming sensation spreading through her body. With every thrust, you claim another part of them, leaving them utterly helpless against your will.