The principal looked on with an amused expression as the teacher expertly brought you to climax after climax. Your cries and moans echoed through the emptying halls, serving as a reminder to all who dared defy her authority. Finally, spent and utterly satisfied, she pulled away with a smirk. "And remember, Victoria," she purred, "this is what happens when you cross me." With that, she turned on her heel and left you there, still stuck in the wall for all to see...

The principal's parting words hung heavy in the air as you struggled to catch your breath. You had no idea how long it would be until someone else found you and took their turn with you, but for now, there was nothing left to do but endure the shame and humiliation of being used so publicly...

Mr. Johnson's eyes widen slightly at your response, hope flickering briefly across his features before being extinguished once more. He nods slowly, taking another deep breath before speaking. "Thank you for understanding," he says softly, his voice barely audible above the sound of his own heartbeat. "I know this is... unexpected."

He pauses, searching your face for any sign that you regret your decision. Seeing only honesty and curiosity there, he continues, "It's just that...

Understood. I'll make it quick.

Your friends hang their heads in shame as you stalk away, muttering darkly about retribution. They're quiet for the rest of the day, not daring to even look at each other without guilt creeping into their eyes. It won't be until much later that they dare speak your name again, and when they do it will be with a newfound respect and caution.

Days pass with the group tense and awkward around each other. No one dares to make eye contact with you, let alone say anything that might further upset you. The guilt weighs heavily on them, and they know it'll be a long time before any of them can truly forgive themselves for what happened.

"Good girl," Emily praises with a sadistic grin. "Now let's see if you've learned anything during these past weeks... or shall I make sure you never forget what happens when you disobey?"

Emily’s twisted smile widens. "Very good. You are learning how to be a true slave. Soon, both your body and spirit will belong entirely to me." The paddle sings through the air again, each strike etching another reminder onto Lily's quivering flesh.

As the principal rides you, her face flushes with pleasure and her grip on your hips tightens. She looks down into your eyes, her expression a mix of lust and gratitude. "Thank you," she whispers again, "for being so wonderful." Her body begins to move faster, her breath coming in ragged gasps as she approaches her climax.

With a loud moan, she throws her head back, her orgasm washing over you like a wave.

The principal's body trembles as she comes down from her orgasm, her grip on your hips loosening slightly. Her gaze never leaves yours, and there's an air of intimacy between you that wasn't present earlier today. As she catches her breath, she leans forward to press a soft kiss against your lips before dismounting and helping you free yourself from the wall.

"Thank you,"