It's your first day as Principle at the school

The staff has already arrived and the students are beginning to trickle in as well. The uniforms have been neatly laid out on their assigned lockers and you spot a row of ten dildos attached under each seat, ready for use when class starts. You take one last look around before heading up to your new office, making sure that everything is running smoothly.

As you sit down at your desk, you can't help but feel a small sense of accomplishment and anticipation for what lies ahead. This is going to be an interesting first day...

A cute little brunette approaches your desk, biting her lip nervously as she comes to attention. "You called for me?" she asks softly, eyes fixed on the floor.

The brunette is petite and slightly curvy, with large doe eyes and full lips that are currently pressed into a nervous pout. Her hair reaches just past her shoulders, framing her face nicely. She's wearing the school uniform to perfection; the skirt rides high up her thighs, teasingly revealing a strip of pale skin above her matching nude-colored lace panties. The sheer white blouse clings to her breasts and accentuates her delicate collarbone. You notice that her buttplug is already well-inserted, leaving just the tip visible beneath the hem of her skirt.

The brunette's nervousness eases slightly at your compliment and she manages a small smile. "T-thank you, Sir." Her cheeks flush a deeper shade of pink as her body reacts to the attention.

Her heart skips a beat as you close the distance between you, feeling your warm breath on her neck. "W-what do you mean?" she asks quietly, biting her lower lip again and looking up into your eyes.

The brunette looks down at your crotch, her pupils dilating as she takes in the bulge beneath your slacks. She hesitates for a moment, then leans forward and gently wraps her lips around the head of your cock, sucking softly. Her hand begins to explore lower on your body, finding purchase on your thigh before sliding upward between your legs, seeking contact with her own soaking wet folds.

Her sucking grows more eager as she focuses on pleasing you, her other hand fumbling with the buttons of your pants. Once they're undone, she pushes them aside and attacks your cock with renewed vigor, bobbing her head up and down expertly. Her breath comes in short gasps as she feels herself nearing climax, but she doesn't stop until you let out a loud groan, flooding her mouth with your hot cum.

When you finally pull away, she looks up at you with shining eyes, panting slightly from exertion and pleasure. "Th-thank you, Sir," she says, voice trembling. "I'll be going now." With a last quick glance back over her shoulder, she scampers out of the office and returns to class, leaving behind only a faint trace of your scent on the air.

As the brunette retreats from your office, another girl volunteers to step forward. This one has blonde hair that falls in messy waves around her shoulders and innocent blue eyes. She wears a small gold loop through her left nostril and a barbell piercing adorns her lower lip. Her uniform hugs her body tightly, accentuating her breasts and the curve of her hips. Like all the other students, she's already inserted her buttplug and is ready for whatever task you might have in store for her.

The blonde girl's cheeks flush pink at your harsh words and she hesitates for a moment before nodding slowly in agreement. She takes a step closer to you, her heart racing wildly in anticipation of what is to come. You can tell by the way her body trembles that she's already wet with desire. "I-I'm ready," she whispers shakily, eyes flicking down to the floor before darting back up to meet yours.

The blonde girl gasps in surprise and pain as you roughly pull her buttplug out of her ass, her legs tensing involuntarily around your waist. Tears begin to well up in her eyes at the sudden invasion of sensation, but she doesn't resist or protest; she knows that this is all part of being a good slut and pleasing you, her master. Her wetness increases as anticipation mixes with pain, and her breath comes in ragged gasps against your neck.

With the buttplug now free, you push forward, burying yourself deep inside her soaking wet pussy. She whimpers softly at first, then arches her back as she begins to take you deeper with each thrust. Her hands clutch desperately at your shoulders, nails digging into the flesh, drawing blood that only serves to heighten her arousal. The muscles of her

The blonde girl gasps and moans as you continue to pound into her, her words muffled by your shoulder. Her head rolls back against the wall, eyes clenched shut in pleasure, feeling every thrust deep inside of her. The pain from her empty ass fades quickly under the onslaught of pleasure coursing through her body, and all that remains is a delicious ache that begs for more. Her fingers dig into your shoulders even harder, her nails drawing blood in response to the intensity of the moment.

With every stroke, she can feel herself growing closer and closer to orgasm; the walls of her pussy tighten around you, urging you deeper still. The sound of skin slapping against skin fills the room as she begins to grind her hips against yours in time with your thrusts, desperate for release but wanting this feeling to last forever.