First he takes a breather, then he gets some trouble

Next up is Chad's government class, and he resolves to take it easy for the class. He's exhausting himself, he knows it. At this rate, the whole school is going to be fucking constantly, and that's not actually what he wants. Well, maybe eventually, but not so fast. He sits through the class and his teacher keeps finding excuses to ask him tricky questions, and other male students keep trying to answer whenever he can't. The girls in class keep acting like the guys are amazing for answering in his stead. This embarrasses him, sure, but it helps that he knows where it's coming from. He gets a strange satisfaction knowing that everyone in class is getting hornier whenever he fails. Maybe he'd refine that question a little later, but for now it's not so bad.

Maybe for the sake of his own guilt, he does his best to help the people around him. "Is he at a healthy weight?" "Has she never had acne?" "Is her girlfriend nicer to her?" For his teacher, he asks if the man's kids like him better, having heard that they were brats. He feels good about himself, doing this.

When class is over, though, the loudspeaker announces that he's to report to the principal's office. He can't think of anything he's done wrong... Well, he can't think of anything he's done wrong that anyone knows about. Still, he can't help but be nervous. The principal is a middle aged stern woman, who rarely has a kind word to say to students. She seems to think that interacting with students and disciplining them are the same thing. On top of that, she's less than attractive, which he decides to fix. "Is the principal a hot MILF with huge tits and a big, tight ass?" he asks on his way to her office. If he's in trouble, it seems like it would be sexier to be reprimanded by someone attractive.

He goes past the principal's secretary, who he resolves to change as well, and to Mrs. De León's office. He has his hand on the doorknob when he hears the sound of grunting through the door. Immediately, he knows it's got to be Brad. He pushes the door open, and sure enough, his bully is balls deep in the principal's pussy. Her face is pressed to the desk, and her computer monitor is on the floor. Her desk chair, too, is on it's side against the wall. The room is a mess of papers and pencils and pens.

"Nice of you to join us," Brad says. "She thinks so too, but she's occupied. Isn't that right, Slut?" he asks. He grabs a sharpie that spilled on the desk and jams it into her ass.

"What do you want, Brad?" Chad said, instinctively trying to sound confident. It strikes him as silly, since he's helping make sure this kind of thing happens, but it's better if he embraces his part. Not to mention, he is actually being bullied.

"Me?" he said, feigning shock with a hand to his chest. It was mitigated somewhat by his continued fucking. "I was just doing my duty helping the school remain a orderly place. When I saw what you did I just had to make sure Mrs. De León knew about it."

Chad sighs. "What did I do?"

The principal turns her head to look at him. Her cheek is down on the desk, drool coming from her lips. "You know what you did. You were caught putting a camera in the girl's locker room," she says, relaying the line she'd been fed.

"What?! I've never done anything like that!" Chad says.

"Sure you did," Brad says. "We found the camera. You really should know better, Chad. Only I get to perv on the girls in this school." He plays with the sharpie in front of him, swirling it around and jamming it in deeper.

"This is so wrong. I know you're the one that put the camera in there, and you're not above the rules!" Chad said.

"Eecht!" Brad says, making a game show buzzer sound. "That's where you're wrong. There's nothing I can't do here. There isn't a female in this place that I don't have wrapped around my dick. I mean, look at this one. All I had to do was offer and she was giving up everything. She even offered to leave her husband for me. Can you believe that?"

"Re...really?" Chad asks, and Brad nods. "But her and Mr. De León are really in love. Aren't they high school sweethearts and soulmates?"

Brad shrugs. "Who gives a fuck. He's probably pathetic, like you. Probably thinks you're supposed to treat women nice, like equals. This one's been treated like that for so long they even let her run this school. Now you know your place, right?"

"Yes... Brad! Whatever you want," she says, and then her whole body shudders, orgasming again. "You want me to step down or leave my husband? I'll do it. I'll leave him, and my daughters... anything you want."

"Hmmm, we'll come back to the daughters thing later, but no. It's way more fun if you stay, spending your life looking forward to seeing me. Besides, you're too fucking old. But we're wasting little Chad's time. I think it's time for your punishment for being such a bad little boy."