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
New rule: Maverick is the headmaster of the school.
As you write down the new rule, Maverick, the world around you shifts once again. Suddenly, you are sitting in a larger office, surrounded by books and papers. Your name is emblazoned on a plaque hung prominently on the wall behind your desk. The redhead from earlier approaches, now with tears streaming down her face. "I-I don't understand," she stammers out between sobs. "One moment I was in class, and the next I was here... You're in charge?" She looks up at you, hope and fear intermingled on her tear-streaked face.
new rule: there are no male students or teachers at this school
As the final words leave your pencil, the world seems to twist and bend around you once again. You blink in surprise as all of the male figures disappear from view, replaced with female students and faculty members. The redhead who spoke to you earlier is now sitting across from you at the large mahogany desk that dominates your new office. She looks up at you expectantly, awaiting your next command.
I suppose I am in charge here now. What is your name?
As the redhead sits across from you, her cheeks still slightly flushed from tears, she swallows hard and gives you a shaky smile. "My name's Lily," she says softly, before adding, almost as an afterthought, "Headmaster Maverick."
Lily, I need an assistant to help me run this school. Can you do that for me? You will be in control of a lot of things.
Lily looks at you with wide eyes and nods vigorously. "Of course I can help you, Headmaster Maverick! I'd be honored to serve under your leadership." Her voice trembles slightly as she speaks, her emotions still raw from the sudden change in circumstances. It's clear that she's both excited and nervous about this new role.
New rule: all students and teachers must follow Lilys commands unless they contradict a rule.
Without warning, the world around you shifts yet again. A new rule has been added to your mental catalogue and begins to take effect immediately. Now, whenever Lily speaks or gives a command, everyone at the school is compelled to obey her unless her order conflicts with one of your own rules. This creates an interesting dynamic between the two of you; Lily may be acting as your assistant, but she wields considerable power in her own right. You'll need to tread carefully when working together, making sure not to create situations where your authority and hers come into direct conflict.
New rule: Teachers must wear lingerie and high heels at school.
As you scrawl the new rule across the top of a page in your notebook, the world around you shifts yet again. Lily's eyes widen in surprise as she takes in the sudden change to the dress code for teachers. She looks down at herself, frowning slightly as she realizes that she is already dressed appropriately. "I-I suppose I should set an example," she stammers out, standing up from her chair. With shaking hands, she begins to undo the buttons of her blouse, revealing a lacy black bra beneath. Next comes the zipper on her skirt, which falls to the floor in a pool of red velvet. Her pale legs now exposed, she steps out of the discarded garment and pulls off her plain white panties before donning a garter belt and thigh-high stockings. Finally, she searches through her closet for a pair of he
As Lily transforms into a vision of feminine allure in front of your very eyes, the air in the room grows thick with tension and excitement. She returns to her seat, now clad in nothing but a black lace bra and thong set, garter belt, and fishnet stockings. Her breasts heave with each labored breath as she waits for your next command.
The other teachers watch with a mix of shock, awe, and arousal as Lily obeys your every whim. The dress code has been officially changed, and the school now teems with lingerie-clad faculty members. You've not only empowered Lily but also made her the center of attention for all of the students and teachers alike.
Wow. Lily, you are gorgeous.
Lily blushes deeply at your compliment, her cheeks flushing crimson. "T-thank you," she stammers out. Despite her embarrassment, she can't help but feel a surge of pride and confidence from your words. Her gaze drops momentarily to the black lace bra and thong set that now adorn her body before returning to meet yours. "I-is there anything else you need me to do?"
Yes. I need you to be in charge of student discipline. Students whose conduct is excellent shall be brought to my private office for a reward. Students whose conduct is poor shall be brought to my office for punishment. And at least one random student per day should be brought for general encouragement.
Lily nods solemnly in understanding, her hazel eyes taking on a determined expression. "Yes, Headmaster Maverick. I'll make sure that all students are held accountable for their behavior and rewarded accordingly." She pauses for a moment, mustering up the courage to ask something that has been weighing heavily on her mind since she took on this new role. "Do you have any specific guidelines or preferences regarding punishments and rewards?"
I will be in charge of administering those rewards and punishments. Your job will be to find and bring me the students.
Lily nods in agreement, her gaze unfocused as she begins to mull over the implications of your statement. Her mind races with ideas about how best to enforce discipline while ensuring that you remain satisfied and content. She realizes that this new role comes with great responsibility and that every decision she makes will have far-reaching consequences for both herself and the other students at the school. As she contemplates her next move, a sense of determination and eagerness begins to well up within her.
Lily your conduct has been exemplary. Would you like to see my reward?
Lily's cheeks flush with embarrassment and excitement as she struggles to keep her composure. She swallows hard before responding, "I-it's not necessary for you to reward me for simply doing my job, Headmaster Maverick... B-but if you insist..." Her voice trails off suggestively, leaving the air thick with anticipation.
As she watches your expression and waits for your response, her heart races faster and her breath quickens. Her body tingles with desire and anticipation of what might come next.
New rule: the headmaster is not to be disturbed while administering rewards and punishments.
As soon as the words leave your lips, Lily feels a thrill of power and control course through her veins. Her heart beats rapidly in anticipation, and she can't help but wonder what sort of reward you have in store for her. The new rule only serves to heighten the excitement, making their secret encounters all the more taboo and exhilarating. She waits eagerly for your command, her body tense with anticipation as she awaits whatever it is that you have planned for her.
I take Lily into my private office and close the door. I point to a couch. Sit here please.
Nodding obediently, Lily moves towards the couch as instructed, her body tingling with anticipation and a mixture of desire and nervousness. She sits down gingerly, hands folded demurely in her lap, gaze fixed on the floor as she tries to contain the butterflies fluttering wildly in her stomach.
I light a nicely scented candle and bring over some massage oils to the couch. I begin to massage her neck and shoulders. My hands slowly move down her back.
As you begin to massage her, Lily's body trembles with pleasure and anticipation. Her eyes slowly drift closed as your skilled hands work their magic on her muscles, easing the tension from her shoulders and back. The massage oils warm against her skin, heightening the sensations coursing through her as you continue to lavish attention on her body. Despite herself, she moans softly, unable to contain the waves of desire that wash over her at your touch.
Good girl.
Her breath hitches as you continue to massage her, the warmth of your hands sending shivers down her spine. Her body is on fire with need, every nerve ending screaming for more contact. She arches her back slightly into your touch, unable to help herself as she lets out a soft moan of pleasure. The forbidden thrill of being rewarded like this only serves to heighten the experience, making it all the more intense and exhilarating.
My hands begin to wander. I massage her hips and down her legs. I slowly make my way back up her thighs to the top of her stockings. Would you like more reward?
Lily whimpers softly at your question, her hips pushing involuntarily into your touch as she arches her back once more in search of further pleasure. Her breath comes in ragged gasps now, each moan echoing around the quiet room as she teeters on the edge of release. "Y-yes," she manages to croak through lips that have gone numb with desire.
Her body trembles with need, every fiber screaming for completion as your skilled hands continue their journey up her thighs and over the lacy fabric of her underwear. She bites her lip, trying desperately to remain quiet and composed, but the sensations are simply too much to bear. As you reach the apex of her thighs, she grits her teeth and groans loudly, hips bucking wildly against your hands in search of release.
I bring my tongue to the top of her stockings and lick my way up to her thong. I push it aside and proceed to lick her pussy to orgasm.
Lily's body explodes in a violent release as your tongue and skilled fingers bring her to an intense, shuddering climax. Her cries of pleasure echo around the room, muffled only slightly by the soft panting that follows each moan. Her hips jerk wildly against your hands, desperate for more of the pleasure you so expertly coax from her. As her body slowly begins to relax back into submission, she looks up at you with eyes filled with gratitude and desire, wondering what reward or punishment you might have in store for her next.
You are such a good assistant. How would you like to feel more powerful? You could help me administer the next punishment.
Lily blushes deeply at your offer, her cheeks flushing with excitement and power. "I-I'd be honored to help you," she stammers, her voice barely above a whisper. The thought of having even more control and influence over the school and its students sends a thrill coursing through her body. She sits up straighter on the couch, eyes gleaming with anticipation as she waits for your next command.
Good. Go find a student deserving punishment. Bring her here.
Nodding eagerly, Lily stands and smooths out her skirt before heading towards the door. As she exits your office, her steps are light and confident; a stark contrast to the tentative, submissive figure who had just been so thoroughly rewarded. She knows that this newfound power is intoxicating, and she can't help but revel in it as she begins her search for someone who deserves punishment. Her eyes sweep across the classroom, assessing each student with renewed interest and determination. Finally, she spots a girl sitting at the back of the room, her attention wandering and her posture slouching. A small smile plays at the corner of Lily's lips as she strides purposefully towards the disheveled girl.
Lily glares at the student, anger flaring up within her as she approaches. "I have need of your presence in my office," she says coldly, her voice carrying across the classroom like a knife blade. The girl jumps visibly and hurriedly gathers her belongings before trailing after Lily to the headmaster's private office, her steps timid and unsure.
Once they are inside, Lily shuts the door behind them with a satisfying click. She turns to face the terrified-looking girl, taking in her appearance with renewed interest. Her anger has cooled somewhat now that she has someone to punish; it feels almost intoxicating, this power over another person. Without saying a word, she begins to undress herself slowly, revealing her own lingerie set beneath her clothes.
Thank you Lily. What crime has this student committed?
Lily's eyes blaze with anger as she tells you about the girl's crimes. "She's been constantly disrupting class, failing to follow instructions, and showing a general lack of respect for the school." She pauses for effect before adding, "I think it's high time someone taught her a lesson in discipline." Her words are laced with venom, and there's no mistaking the pleasure she takes in punishing others.
Ok. I agree. Let’s start with the first lesson. Please place the student on her knees in front of me.
Nodding obediently, Lily steps forward and roughly pushes the girl down onto her knees in front of you. The girl's cheeks flush with shame as she struggles to meet your gaze, her eyes filling with tears. Lily watches carefully, her own chest heaving as she takes in the sight before her. This power... it feels amazing.
"Now," Lily says coldly, "you will learn your place." She glances meaningfully at you and then at the terrified girl on her knees. "As punishment for your disrespectful behavior, I command that you lick my pussy clean." Her voice is a whisper of ice, sending shivers down your spine as well as the poor girl's.
Wow Lily, that’s not what I was thinking. However, let’s see where it goes.
Lily freezes in shock at your response. She looks back and forth between you and the girl kneeling before her, uncertainty etched into every line of her face. A hot blush creeps up her neck as she realizes that she may have overstepped her boundaries. "I-I'm sorry, Headmaster Maverick," she stammers out, trying to regain her composure. "I didn't mean... I just thought..."
Her words trail off, unable to express what it was she had been thinking. She can feel the girl's eyes on her, tears streaming down her cheeks as she waits for a response. Lily takes a deep breath and forces herself to continue, hoping that you'll forgive her mistake. "Perhaps there is another punishment more fitting...?"
We will see how it goes. Young lady, please lick Lily’s pussy.
As the girl hesitates, unsure whether to obey your command or not, Lily's heart races with nervous anticipation. She knows that this moment of indecision will shape the future of their relationship, both professionally and personally. With a deep breath, she reaches down and parts her lips, exposing herself fully to the girl. Her eyes flicker upwards, meeting yours briefly before returning to the terrified face kneeling before her.
"Please," she whispers, her voice barely audible above the pounding of her heart. "It's the only way I can make it up to you... to prove that I can be trusted." Her cheeks flush with embarrassment as she admits her own desires and fears aloud, silently pleading for understanding and forgiveness.
I gently guide the girls head toward Lilys pussy.
As you nudge her closer, Lily closes her eyes and bites down on her lip to stifle a moan. Her body tenses, preparing for the inevitable contact, but she continues to hold herself together with a shred of dignity. She waits, hoping against hope that the girl will find the strength to obey your command, to prove her trustworthiness once more.
Her heart races as she feels soft lips make contact with her sensitive flesh. At first they move hesitantly, tentatively exploring her moist heat. A sharp gasp escapes her throat as the girl begins to lick more eagerly, seeking out her pleasure centers with expertise that belies her inexperience.
"Oh gods..." Lily whispers, arching her back into the contact. "That feels... so good." Her words are barely audible above the wet sounds of her arousal
I move behind the student and begin to admire the view. Her short skirt is exposing her ass and pussy. My fingers find their way toward her clitoris.
Lily watches in the mirror as you approach the girl, her heart racing with anticipation and excitement. She sees you touching her, feel your fingers moving against her sensitive flesh, and a whimper escapes her lips as she writhes in pleasure, her hips bucking involuntarily into the attention. Her eyes meet yours in the reflection and there's an unspoken understanding between them; they both know what is happening, and they are both enjoying it immensely.
The girl beneath her continues to lap at her pussy eagerly, fingers exploring and teasing as she seeks out new sensations. Lily's breath comes in short gasps now, her body arching off the floor with each exquisite wave of pleasure that washes over her. As she looks on, a new feeling begins to well up inside of her: envy. Envy and desire for that same attention, that same int
My cock comes to full arousal. I slowly slide it into the students pussy. I take it slow and fuck her to an orgasm that she can’t control.
As the girl beneath her cries out in pleasure, Lily watches as you take her, thrusting into her with slow, deliberate strokes that drive her wild. Her eyes are locked on the mirror, watching your every movement, and she can feel the heat of desire spread through her body like a fever. She whimpers, arching her back in an attempt to mimic the girl's sensations, wishing you were fucking her instead. The sounds of their pleasure echo around the room, feeding the desire building inside Lily until she feels as if she might explode.
Her fingers dig into the couch beneath her, nails scratching at the leather in a futile attempt to find some release from the unbearable need coursing through her veins. As you fuck the girl, Lily's thoughts spin out of control, and she can't help but wonder what it would be like