Really well!

The naked coach began to dance and cheer in a very sexual manner. She shook the pom poms high, thrusting her marked tits forward and rolling her hips suggestively with every move. Her chants came out loud and fervent as she performed.

“Lucas is the best man on earth! Worship him, give him your worth!”

“Lord Lucas owns every hole! His cock is our only goal!”

“Bow down low, feel his power! Serve him every single hour!”

“Lucas! Lucas! Our true God! Fill us up with your holy rod!”

Her body moved with complete devotion, sweat mixing with the red marks on her skin as she jumped and shook her ass toward Lucas. She made sure every motion showed how much she worshipped him.

Not to be outdone, the other cheerleaders kept dancing around her. They wanted his attention too. Their bare tits bounced harder as they tried to match Camila’s energy, adding their own moves and chanting even louder to compete. The whole group was now a mess of topless bodies moving together, pom poms waving, voices overlapping as they all tried to impress him.

Lucas felt satisfied watching it all. The sight of his once-strict coach leading this perverted cheer routine while the rest fought for his approval pushed him over the edge. He gripped Jenna’s hips tighter and started fucking her harder and harder. His cock drove deep into her wet pussy with every thrust. Jenna could only moan loudly in response, her body rocking forward, hair swinging wildly as she took it. Lucas was almost about to cum.

Lucas was right on the edge, buried deep inside Jenna’s tight, sloppy pussy. He gripped her hips harder, thrusting fast as her moans mixed with the nonstop cheers and chants from the topless cheerleaders dancing around them. His balls tightened, ready to fill her up, when the gym doors burst open with a loud bang.

An angry figure charged straight into the room. Lucas turned his head just in time to see who it was. His blood ran cold. Miss Harding, Caroline was storming right at him, fury burning in her eyes. She still wore the short pleated skirt Megan had given her and the tight crop top that barely contained her tits. Her black tights were gone completely. Lucas didn’t have to look twice to know why. He had forgotten all about the command he left her with earlier.

Her body was covered in writing. The words “I must not disobey my professor” were scrawled across almost every inch of visible skin, her stomach, her arms, her thighs, even parts of her legs. The ink looked smudged in places, like she had tried to rub it off, but it was still clear enough to read. The sight of his strict teacher marked up like that, even while she was furious, sent a twisted rush through him. It was hot seeing the bitch like this.

“WHAT DID YOU DO TO ME!” Caroline yelled as she closed the distance fast. “WHERE ARE MY CLOTHES!”

She kept shouting as she got closer. “THE JANITOR DRAGGED ME OUT OF MY CLASS! DO YOU KNOW HOW EMBARRASSING THAT WAS? I KNOW YOU DID SOMETHING TO ME!”

Before Lucas could react or pull out of Jenna, Caroline tackled him. The impact knocked him backward off Jenna. His cock slipped out of her wet pussy as he hit the gym floor hard. Caroline landed on top of him, straddling his waist, her marked-up body pressing down as she tried to pin him.

That was what had snapped her out of it. Lucas realized it in a panic. His last valid command to her through the dice had only been to make her a more kind and helpful teacher. The part about being his student had broken the moment she left the classroom, exactly like what happened with Megan earlier. The context of his command mattered.

Lucas knew he had to get out of this situation fast. His hand shot into his pocket, fingers closing around the dice. But before he could pull it out or open his mouth to speak, Caroline grabbed his wrists and slammed them to the floor. The dice slipped from his grip and skittered away across the polished wood, spinning out of reach.

“You’re trying to drug me again, aren’t you!?” she shouted angrily, her face right above his. “I won’t let you!”