Reset, but something extra for Mike

Abigail decided that this was all too much. The best thing to do was to start over. She started erasing all the rules that Mike had written, in order. She heard a disappointed sigh from Mike as she erased the rule requiring school uniforms and her normal jeans skirt and t-shirt reappeared. Of course, her clothes were new and stylish while Mike's t-shirt and jeans looked like they were from another decade and had enough holes to prove it. She heard a pathetic little whine when she erased another rule and her bra reappeared. Still, he stayed mostly well behaved until she erased the rules that gave her control of him.

"Come on, Abigail, it's my book, give it back!" pleaded Mike.

"Yeah, right!" said Abigail sarcastically. She continued erasing, even getting rid of her own rules, making the hot, young teacher whose cock was buried balls deep in Jillian disappear. Mrs. Henderson reappeared, and the girls were back in their seats, including Jillian, who had a slightly sad, confused look on her face. Abigail wondered if, on some level, the girl knew that she'd been having incredible sex a moment earlier.

Mike did his best to act charming and make a good sales pitch, but charming smiles looked really fake on him. "Didn't you like bossing me around?"

"Only because you made me think it was normal. For all I know, you were going to switch roles tomorrow and make me into your pet!"

"No! I would never do that, Abigail! I lov-"

"Stop!" said Abigail, trying to **** down disgust. She'd caught Mike staring at her chest a hundred times. She knew exactly what he "loved" about her. "I can't take any more of this. I'm going to make another change." She wrote a new rule, the first rule for the newly cleaned book.

New Rule: Mike Bronson does not ever remember having this rulebook.

Abigail closed the book, and Mike suddenly had a blank, slightly confused look on his face. He just stood next to her desk silently as she looked up at him. After a long moment she said, "Mike, did you need something?"

"Um, no," stammered Mike. "I just wanted to tell you... um, that you you look really pretty today, Abigail."

She smiled politely, but not so much that it might encourage him. Then the bell rang, and Mike went back to his seat.

As Mrs. Henderson started talking about math, Abigail looked over at Mike. Just like Jillian, he looked slightly sad and frustrated, as if there was something bothering him that he couldn't remember. Abigail felt sorry for him. She remembered everything he'd written in the rulebook and decided to throw him a bone.

New Rule: Mike Bronson regularly gets caught by the other students as he is trying to masturbate in class. He never gets in real trouble for it, but it is extremely embarrassing.

Abigail looked at Mike from the corner of her eye. He was looking right at her chest. She could tell from her peripheral vision that he was slowly rubbing his crotch. She heard a snickering. The teacher was too busy writing on the chalkboard and talking at the same time to notice, but the snickering from around Mike was getting louder and louder.

Mike's head snapped around when he noticed all the people laughing at him. Abigail took the opportunity to look around and saw that several students were miming jerk off motions at Mike and trying not to laugh out loud. Mike stopped what he was doing and slumped down in his chair.

Mike had a tiny, weak little smile. The other students all thought he was trying to play it cool and laugh off his humiliation. Abigail knew that he actually enjoyed the embarrassment.

Abigail smiled to herself and opened up her math notebook. Mike was handled, and she could get back to class. She'd worry about the rulebook later.