Michelle always gets what she wants

Your wish was an idle thought, a passing desire that flitted through your brain and was forgotten, like most thoughts that people have in a day. However, Amina noticed it and interpreted it completely literally. Michelle convinces Riley to give her what she wants is now a law of how the universe works, like water flows downhill or fire burns wood. It's a thing that happens all the time, and to you it feels just as obvious and natural.

Right now there is something else that Michelle wants.

You get up and start down the hall. This is something you should definitely handle personally. Of course, that means going to Michelle's classroom, but that's not why you're doing it. It just needs to be handled quickly, of course.

You walk into the classroom without knocking, slightly startling the teacher. This appears to be Ms. Myers, your old English teacher, but Amina's changes to the school have made some improvements. She's quite a bit younger now, and hot as hell. You would be distracted by the raven haired beauty if you weren't completely preoccupied with something else. You look around the classroom and find Michelle, who, unlike the rest of the class, is not surprised to see you bursting in. Her knowing, cocky smile gives you an incredible feeling.

"Oh, hello, Principal Williams," says Ms Myers. "Can I help you?"

"Yes, yes you can. It seems that one of your students broke a very serious rule and was not sufficiently punished for it."

"Oh, that's unacceptable," says the teacher. "Who is it?"

"Jenny Zeddemore."

All eyes turn to a blonde girl at the front of the classroom. She looks around nervously and says, "Me? But I didn't do anything!"

"Yes you did, you..." You stop and think. Michelle wanted you to make up a reason for punishing her that wasn't tied to the exam. However, she also wanted to make it clear that Jenny should never challenge her. At the thought of Michelle, you glance at the stacked brunette girl. Her comment about you being an addict for her body feels totally true as you watch her subtly run her fingertips over her shirt, moving lightly across her nipple. You shake your head to focus and say, "Miss Zeddemore, you tried to sign up for too many extra-curricular activities. There is a strict limit in this school, and taking too many for yourself deprives other students. More deserving students. More beautiful students. Like Michelle."

A few of the girls look at Michelle as you compliment her. She takes on a surprised expression and puts her hand to her mouth in fake humility. Then she winks at you, something that sends a delicious shiver down your spine.

Jenny starts to object, but you think I wish that this girl would never question the principal.

The blonde girl looks down dejectedly and says, "Yes, sir."

"For your punishment, you will get two weeks of detention."

"Ah-hem!" says Michelle.

You try and mostly succeed in maintaining your composure as you look at the hot girl you recently messed your pants in front of. "Um, yes, Michelle?"

"If you don't mind... sir..." Michelle gets up and starts walking towards you. She sways her hips in an intoxicating way as she approaches you. "Detention seems like a very... boring... uninspired punishment. I have lots of ideas for more interesting punishments. Things that would leave a much greater impression on the bad students like Jenny."

"Hey!" yells Jenny. "I'm a straight A student! You're the one who-"

"Jenny!" you interrupt. "Respect your classmate!"

She completely deflates and says, "Yes, sir."

You turn towards the teacher. "Ms Myers, I have decided that your class needs a new assistant. Michelle will now be the Student Punishment Assistant. She will be in charge of who should be punished and how." You silently think Amina, I wish that she'd go along with this.

"Yes, Principal Williams," says the teacher. She turns to Michelle. "How would you like Jenny to be punished?"

Michelle moves up right in front of Jenny and stares straight into her eyes. "On your hands and knees, bitch!"

Ms Myers says, "Language, young lady!"

Michelle turns towards you and frowns, curling her thick lips in an intoxicating way. She's speaking to the teacher, but concentrating on you. "But ma'am, it's all part of the punishment."

You cough nervously and say, "Yes, this seems fine. Michelle has complete... um... discretion in these things."

The teacher sighs and says, "Jenny, you heard the Student Punishment Assistant. Get on your hands and knees, you little bitch."

Jenny lowers herself to the floor. Michelle smiles wide and says, "Now, Ms Myers, get on your knees beside her."

The teacher looks at you, and you nod for her to do it. She gets in position.

"Good, Ms Myers," says Michelle. "Now pull Jenny's skirt up over her flat butt. Now pull down those boring, white panties. Okay, well done. Now beat the crap out of this bitch's ass!"

The teacher hesitates for a moment, then pulls her hand up and brings it down hard on Jenny's ass. The students yelps as her ass jiggles from the impact. She makes another yelp at the next strike and the next.

Michelle bends over to look into Jenny's eyes. She bends at the waist so that her ass is peaking out of her short uniform skirt, pointed straight at you. She turns to smile back at you, knowing exactly what she's doing. She even glances down at your hard cock pushing against your slacks. Then she turns back to her nemesis.

"Don't ever fuck with me," says Michelle in the quietest, sweetest voice. Only you and Jenny can hear her. Michelle continues as Ms Myers keeps spanking the blonde girl. "You're going to do all my assignments from now on. If you don't, this is the mildest punishment you'll ever get. Understood?"

Jenny tries to say something, but another hard spank from the teacher's hand cuts her off. She closes her eyes and nods emphatically.

Michelle straightens up and walks over to you. She puts a hand on your arm and says, "I'm so glad you straightened all this up! I have many, many extracurricular activities I want to do, so I'm glad you punished her for trying to get in my way. In fact, some of those activities might even involve the principal."

She squeezes your arm, making your hard cock twitch. You say, "Sure, um, anything you want."

"Yes," she says, stroking your arm. Nobody in the class notices because they're all watching Ms Myers beat Jenny's ass. Michelle winks at you. "Anything I want."