The Queen Bee is never satisfied.

"Amina?"

The redheaded genie reappears. She's still wearing the black skirt, fishnets, high heels and the collar and tie, but her tank top has changed to a black leather bustier. She looks ever so slightly more intimidating than before. She pushes her glasses up on her nose and says, "So master, I mean Mr Williams, are you enjoying the recent changes to the school?"

"I don't know," you say. "That depends on how well Michelle likes them."

Amina nods with a knowing smile. "Of course! Since your life is devoted to her, her happiness is the most important thing. Would you like to check in on her?"

"Yes! Please!"

The computer on your desk suddenly turns on, and it is running a live stream of the classroom that Michelle is in. She's moved on to precalculus. The teacher is handing back a graded assignment. Michelle looks very bored.

"Amina, I wish that I had Michelle's cell number in my phone," you say. Amina does it instantly, and you send Michelle a message saying, "Do you need anything?"

On your computer you can see a gorgeous, wicked smile appear on the teenage girl's lips. She types back a message. "You only made me the SPA for one class. Was that an oversight? You aren't trying to be rude, are you?"

You immediately turn on the intercom and make an announcement to the school. "Attention everyone, Michelle Roberts is now the Student Punishment Assistant for the school. She can advise any teacher about who should be punished and in what way." You turn off the intercom, turn to Amina and say, "I wish that all the teachers would follow her punishment recommendations perfectly."

Amina winks at you and says, "Done! I'm sure your mistress will appreciate that, Principal!"

You check the live stream. Michelle does look very happy. You've had many sexual fantasies that started with her getting that mischievous expression. Despite the fact that you're the principal now and everyone accepts that, you're still a teenage boy, and she's still a hot teenage girl. Secretly watching her like this overwhelms you to the point you can't think. You just watch her.

As the teacher finishes handing out the papers, Michelle raises her hand. "Ms Escalante? Who got the lowest grade on this assignment?"

Ms Escalante, a hot, young, Latina teacher, looks nervous. "Well, that's not really the kind of thing I announce to the class, Michelle."

You notice Michelle is sitting in the front row, something she never did before. She smiles at the teacher and sits up very straight, which has the effect of pushing out her chest and spreading out her white blouse to show off her terrific cleavage. "Oh, it's okay. This is part of my new duties as the SPA."

The young teacher looks confused, but as her gaze lowers to Michelle's chest, she looks more overwhelmed. "Well, I guess that... makes sense. Sally Pembrook only got an 82."

Michelle turns to a thin, brunette girl. "Oh, I'm sorry, Sally, but that kind of low score really makes the school look bad. You'll have to be disciplined. For your punishment, stand behind me and rub my shoulders for the rest of the period."

Sally turns to her teacher. "Ms Escalante!"

The teacher glances at Michelle, who winks at her, then turns back to Sally. "You heard the school's Student Punishment Assistant. Take your punishment, young lady."

Sally gets up and moves behind Michelle. She brushes Michelle's perfect, wavy brown hair to the side and begins rubbing her shoulders as the teacher starts the day's lesson. Sally clearly isn't one of the students who became bisexual, she's not enjoying this at all. Michelle seems to enjoy it even more because of that, she takes extra glee in directing Sally about which muscles need the most attention. You watch for about fifteen minutes and see Michelle find other minor things to punish the students for. She punishes them by making them take a quiz for her, run to get her a soda, and do other degrading tasks for her.

Halfway through the class, she stops even pretending to pay attention and pulls out her phone. You take the opportunity to send her a message.

"Do you need anything else?"

You get a response back quickly. "Just some dick. This school is a total clam bake."

You sit back and think about that. Amina made the school all girls so that you'd be the only dick available. That's great for you, but is it the best thing for Michelle? Your primary purpose in life is giving that gorgeous girl everything she wants, so should you fill the school with men for her to fuck or try to satisfy her needs yourself?