Power surges through my veins as she does exactly what I told her to. Tears are welling in her eyes as she kneels before Mr. Rogers who looks uncomfortable as fuck under our watchful eyes. I wonder whether the Firstborns feel this way when they boss me around. It’s powerful. It makes me feel like I own the room. And I fucking love that feeling.
“Unbutton his pants,” I tell Audra.
Her hands shake as she reaches up, slowly undoing the buttons on Mr. Rogers’ pants. She peels them off him, exposing his red silky boxers, then looks at me for further instructions. She doesn’t dare speak – probably for the better. My hand is itching to land on her cheek again.
“What are you waiting for?” I demand. “Take it out.”
Mr. Rogers shifts uncomfortably, but the moment the blonde reaches into his pants to bring out his engorged cock, everyone in the room knows he’s fucking enjoying this. He’s thick, thicker than any cock I’ve seen before, and his tip is already glistening with precum.
“Well well well, Mr. Rogers,” I purr. “You should have told us you were this excited. We would’ve gotten down to business much sooner.”
He groans as Audra strokes his length. Her eyes have lost the hurt edge they had before. Now they’re needy, hungry. She really is a fucking slut that would do anything for cock.
“Suck him,” I say simply. “Make him come into your mouth.”
Audra glances at the rest of the people in the room. The Secondborns seem preoccupied with the bulges in their pants while Easton watches her with a gaze that is half-amused, half-curious. He’s got his arms crossed, still leaning back against my desk as the blonde lowers her lips to our teacher’s cock, slowly allowing him to enter her mouth.
Mr. Rogers groans when she takes him, her full lips wrapping around his thickness, cheeks hollowing out as she pulls him in deeper and deeper.
“That’s right,” I say softly. “Suck him like the good girl you claim
to be, and nobody will ever find out about this.”
Audra lets out a small moan as she latches onto his cock. She begins sucking him, making our professor throw his head back, his hands going to her hair and tangling in the blonde mane.
It’s so fucked up, making them do whatever I want. Like they’re marionettes and I’m the puppet master. I smirk to myself, loving the feeling of them being helpless against what I say. For the first time ever since I’ve arrived in Eden Falls, I feel like I can actually get through this – make these people dance for me any way I want.
Dexter and his cronies may own me, but there’s a whole school of people I can boss around.
Easton bumps me with his hip, and I tear my eyes away from the sensual scene in front of me to look at him. He’s grinning, his handsome face even more unbearably chiseled as he motions to the girl on her knees and the man who’s starting to thrust his hips against her powerless face.
“Looks like you’re learning the ropes alright,” he tells me. “I fucking like it, kid. You sure your fiancé’s going to let you get away with this, though?”
“He doesn’t have a choice,” I tell him. “And besides, he didn’t even bother to show up.”
Easton nods thoughtfully as I advance on Audra. Her scared eyes meet mine as I stand inches away from her, inspecting our teacher’s cock that she’s sucking so damn eagerly.
“I think it’s about time you swallowed something, don’t you?” I ask the blonde sweetly, and she groans with her mouth full. “Make him come. As fast as you can. You have one minute.”
She cries out in protest, but Mr. Rogers doesn’t seem to care. My words have only made him more eager, and he grabs onto Audra’s hair with a firm grip, guiding her down on his shaft. Her eyes flutter closed, and she takes him in deep, spit dribbling down from her chin as she accepts inch after inch of his impressive length in her mouth.
“Goddamn,” one of the Secondborns mutters from behind us. “This is a show alright.”
“Spread the word,” I tell him sweetly. “Make sure the Firstborns find out what I did. I want everyone to know what happened in here – except for the teachers.”
I smirk at the panicked look on Mr. Rogers’ face.
“After all, our friend will need to keep up appearances if he wants to keep his job.”
Right then, Mr. Rogers groans, hands gripping Audra’s head tightly as he drives himself into her throat one last time. She sputters and chokes, cum dribbling down her chin and onto her school uniform.
“Good girl,” I say, smoothing down her now messy hair. “See, Audra? If you do as I say, you’re so much better off. Maybe we can be friends after all.”
She picks herself up, cheeks burning as she pulls her skirt lower. There are stains on her blouse, and she wipes at them helplessly as Mr. Rogers zips up behind her, grabbing his briefcase and disappearing out of the room without saying anything else.
My heart is pounding from the adrenaline rush, and I catch Easton’s gaze as Audra scampers out of the room. The Secondborns surround us, high fiving me and singing me praise. I’m sure news will get around of what happened in the classroom today. Maybe that’ll show the rest of my classmates what I’m really made of.
Nobody messes with Pandora fucking Oakes. Today, I wear my last name proudly.