Object of absolute worship

Ms. Ballicker strides into the teacher's lounge like she owns the whole world. Thanks to your changes, she practically does as far as these men are concerned.

"Are you ready to worship me?" she says with a commanding smile.

You step into a corner of the room as the male teachers undress hurriedly. As soon as they're naked they start moving furniture out of the way. When they finish the gorgeous principal in the Playboy Bunny outfit stands in the middle of the clearing while the men kneel in a circle around her.

"You may begin worshiping me."

The men grab their cocks and pump furiously, **** to please her. You pull yours out and stroke it at a much slower pace.

Ms. Ballicker looks around the circle, considering the men carefully. "Have any of you thought about the hot, young girls in your classes today?"

The men all proclaim their innocence. You know they're telling the truth, they can't lie to their principal.

"That's good," says Ms. Ballicker. "I wouldn't be doing my job if I let your thoughts wander so inappropriately. So... who thinks he's done enough to be worthy of me?"

A young teacher you don't recognize raises his hand. The principal points to him and he says, "I jacked off to you twice last night."

Several of the other teachers laugh, but they instantly go silent when Ms. Ballicker shoots them a dirty look. She keeps the stern look as she turns back to the young teacher.

"Mr. Shepard, you're new, so I'll just make this a warning. If you can't manage to jerk off to me at least four times a day, then you don't love me enough to lick the boots I threw in the trash last week."

"I'm sorry!" yells the **** teacher, "I'm so sorry! I was holding it in because I thought I was supposed to save up for these meetings!"

The principal puts her hand up to stop his excuses. "You're done here for today. Go to the bathroom and finish up." She watches him get his pants and start to put them on. "No! You can take your clothes with you, but you can't put them on until you cum at least twice."

He gets up dejectedly and walks naked into the halls.

"Now," says Ms. Ballicker, "anyone else think he's worthy to fuck me today?"

"Oh please!" shouts out Mr. Lake, "please pick me! I ate my wife out for an hour last night while pretending she was you! I'll do anything to handle those incredible breasts of yours! They're so much bigger than my wife's puny D-cups. And so smooth and milky, I love the way your gorgeous red hair touches the tops of them and-"

"Enough!" shouts Ms. Ballicker. "I've decided that none of your deserve to fuck me today."

The men all groan and slow down their cock jerking despondently.