Plans

The next morning began as planned for James. The sun shone gently through one of the curtains, birds chirped, and a light summer breeze wafted through the ceiling-high windows. But the most beautiful sight for him was Kara, kneeling submissively beside the bed, dressed only in an apron.

Blinking, James stretched and folded his hands behind his head, a small smile spreading across his face as he watched her. He didn't really feel like having any sex – he was still tired from the night before – but he wanted to make the most of every moment that Kara was subservient to him.

Kara's heart raced as James pulled her down onto the bed, her body tense with anticipation. She had been his **** for months now, willingly submitting to his every desire and command. She knew what was expected of her, and she was eager to please.

James' grip on the back of Kara's head was firm as he guided her down towards his straining cock. She could feel the heat radiating off of him, and she couldn't help but moan at the sight of his thick, hard length.

"That's a good girl," James said, his voice husky with desire. "Take it all in, just like I taught you."

Kara obediently parted her lips and took James' cock into her mouth, swirling her tongue around the tip as she began to suck. She could feel him throbbing against her tongue, and she knew he was already close to the edge.

James groaned as Kara took him deeper into her mouth, her lips stretched wide around his girth. She sucked and teased him, using her tongue to explore every inch of his shaft.

"Fuck, you're so good at that," James gasped, his hips bucking upward as he fucked her mouth. "You're such a dirty little slut, aren't you?" James' grip on Kara's head tightened as he neared his climax, his thrusts becoming more frantic and ****. She could feel him swelling in her mouth, and she knew he was about to explode.

With a final, powerful thrust, James came hard, his hot, sticky load filling Kara's mouth. She swallowed eagerly, savoring the taste of him as he pulsed and twitched in her mouth.

When it was over, James pulled out of her mouth with a satisfied sigh. Kara looked up at him, her eyes glazed with lust and pleasure.

"Good girl," he said again, running his fingers through her hair. "I won't need you anymore today, I have about 600 meetings," James said, his voice tired and weary as he spoke.

With a pained smile, he patted Kara's face for a moment, his fingers lingering on her skin as he sent her away. He quickly showered and shaved, his hands moving expertly as he applied his aftershave. Then, he changed into his suit and tie, his body moving with practiced ease as he dressed.

When he was finished, he took one last look at himself in the mirror, his eyes gleaming with determination as he prepared to face the day.

As James entered the school grounds, there was already a flurry of activity. Students were running around everywhere, their faces filled with tension and worry as the infamous mid-term exams were about to begin.

These exams were considered the strictest in the country at Vilet University, and James knew that many students would fail without a sound. But for him, it was just another opportunity to 'mould' new toys – because like every year, there would be students who would fail, and their parents would be willing to do anything to ensure their children's success.

There would be bribes again – because some of the really rich parents would make sure that their little ones passed, no matter the cost. And James was ready to take advantage of that – he had meetings with his personal staff and later with all the teachers, ready to do whatever it took to get what he wanted. On his way to the office, James walked through the crowded hallways of Vilet University. The students, sensing his presence, quickly moved out of his way, their eyes downcast as they tried to avoid him.

James didn't care – he was used to this treatment. He was known among the students for his strictness, and no one wanted to be in his crosshair.

He walked with a confident stride, his eyes scanning the crowd as he looked for any signs of trouble. But everything seemed to be in order – the students were focused on their studies, and there were no signs of misbehaviour.

Still, James knew that he had to be vigilant – there were always students who tried to push the boundaries, and he wouldn't hesitate to punish them if necessary.

Maggie and Tafa were already sitting in Mr. Vilet's office when he entered the room, their eyes focused on their laptops as they worked.

"Hey guys, what's up?" James said, greeting them casually as he took a seat behind his desk.

He had a relaxed relationship with both of them – they had been working together for years, and they knew each other well.

"So guys, as you know, midterms are coming up and there will be a lot of students trying to cheat in one way or another," James said, his voice firm and authoritative as he spoke.

"Tafa, make sure all the cameras are working," he continued, turning to his colleague. "And like every year, you have permission to monitor the toilets."

Tafa nodded, a small smile spreading across his face as he spoke.

"No problem, James," he said. "I'll make sure everything is in order."

James winked at Tafa, a sly grin spreading across his face.

"But don't overdo the 'inspections'," he said, his voice low and husky as he spoke. "Leave some for me."

Tafa chuckled, his eyes gleaming with amusement as he spoke.

"Of course, James," he said. "I wouldn't want to steal all the fun from you."

After James and Tafa made a few more jokes, James turned to Maggie, his expression turned serious as he spoke. "Maggie, I'm worried about the increasing number of fake sick notes," he said, his voice firm and authoritative as he spoke. "We need to do something about it before it gets out of hand."

Maggie nodded, her eyes focused on James as she spoke.

"I understand, James," she said. "I'll make sure to keep a close eye on all the sick notes, and I'll let you know if I see anything suspicious. I have already made some examples for myself and for you so that you can better see which ones are real and which ones are fake."

"I see," James said, his eyes scanning the copies as Maggie explained the subtle differences between real and fake sick notes.

He couldn't help but be impressed – Maggie was a true professional, and she knew her stuff.

As she spoke, James slowly stroked Maggie's lower thighs, his fingers tracing patterns on her skin as he listened to her. Although he knew that Maggie was a lesbian, he always tried to seduce her in jest – it was just a bit of fun, and he enjoyed the playful banter between them.

Maggie didn't seem to mind – she laughed and joked along with him, her eyes sparkling with amusement as they talked.

"I'll make sure to keep an eye out for any suspicious sick notes," she said, her voice firm and authoritative as she spoke.

James nodded, a small smile spreading across his face as he spoke.

"Thank you, Maggie," he said. "I appreciate your help."

"Tafa my dear, you can go then," James said, his hand moving higher and higher up Maggie's thigh. "I need to talk to Maggie about something."

Tafa chuckled, his eyes gleaming with amusement as he spoke.

"All right boss, I'll take care of the cameras now," he said. "I'll bring you the recordings after the exams."

James just nodded casually, his eyes focused on Maggie as he spoke.

"Thanks, Tafa," he said. "I'll see you later."

As Tafa left the room, James turned to Maggie, his hand already massaging her trained butt.

"And when am I going to see you naked, darling?" he joked, a sly grin spreading across his face.

Maggie chuckled, her eyes gleaming with amusement as she spoke.

"When you've either grown a pussy or you're fucking a young student from behind who's licking me," she said, a playful tone in her voice.

With these words, she pulled James' hand away and gave him a little slap on the wrist.

"You're such a pervert," she said, her voice firm and authoritative as she spoke.

James laughed, his eyes gleaming with amusement as he spoke.

"But you love it," he said, a sly grin spreading across his face.

Maggie rolled her eyes, but she couldn't help but smile – she enjoyed the playful banter between them.

"I guess I do," she said, a small blush spreading across her cheeks.