The Commands Stuck and a Another Test

Brooklyn froze for a second. "So now what?" she asked after the ring was off. Apparently, she had accepted she had to drop her panties and have her wrists tied.

"You need to suck my cock," said Chad.

"Oh god, you fucking pervert! Was this all a fucking trick to get to see my panties?"

Chad nodded, so the ring's effects stopped after it was removed.

"Why did you drop them?"

"I needed to. You said so. Get lost, creep!"

"OK, see ya."

"Are you going to leave me like this?"

"Sure, why not?"

"Um....I guess my friends can help me when they come, now get the fuck away from me!"

Chad ignored her and walked on, leaving Brooklyn with her panties down and wrists bound behind her back to wait for her friends.

Chad wanted to test another ring, so he visited his psych professor Dr. Emma Leeman. She was above average in looks, single as far as Chad could tell, and seemed OK except for the one time she gave Chad the second degree over a paper she was convinced he had used AI on, but he insisted he had not, and she had no hard proof, she accepted it, but she gave him a B+ when he thought she should have given him an A.

She was at her desk when he peeked into her office. It was her office hours.

"You gotta be kidding me," she muttered as she looked at her laptop.

Chad wanted to test another ring, so he visited his psych professor Dr. Emma Leeman. She was above average in looks, single as far as Chad could tell, and seemed OK except for the one time she gave Chad the second degree over a paper she was convinced he had used AI on, but he insisted he had not, and she had no hard proof, she accepted it, but she gave him a B+ when he thought she should have given him an A.

She was at her desk when he peeked into her office. It was her office hours.

"You gotta be kidding me," she muttered as she looked at her laptop.

"Excuse me, Professor Leeman?" asked Chad.

"Oh, Chad, just a second. She gave the laptop screen an angry look then closed the laptop. "What can I help you with?"

"Can you help me with a marketing exercise? You need to try a ring on and tell me how it makes you feel."

"Sure, I guess so.")

"Excuse me, Professor Leeman?" asked Chad.

"Oh, Chad, just a second. She gave the laptop screen an angry look then closed the laptop. "What can I help you with?"

"Can you help me with a marketing exercise? You need to try a ring on and tell me how it makes you feel."

"Sure, I guess so."