confrontation.

I push Ernest against the wall as hard as I can.

"You asshole! You messed why my mind! What else did you do to me?" I scream.

"Oh come on Marmelade, where would be the fun in telling you this Truncature.." he says and as he does I let him go and starts masturbating in the hallway.

"Please I beg you, remove those suggestions or at least my awareness of them. It's horrible doing those things and knowing it's wrong." I implore him.

"Nah it's too much fun. Unless of course you help me." He says.

"What do I have to do?" I ask.

"Well the tech works and really good but it is slow and need a volontary subject. I want more girls under my influence and some of those big bullies as **** and protection. You will have to convince them to try this relaxation gadget that put people in transe. Tells them it is relaxing, that it will raise their grades, that it is better than ****, that it will make them lose weight I don't care. But once I get enough slaves I will free you of all those concerns." He explains.

A dire choice, to remain at his mercy, ready at all instant for inevitable humiliation or add to his **** harem.

Of course if I play it right I could target bullies and bitches, getting **** on them in the same process.

"Platypus, here is the mask, they have to agree to use it and wear it for 20 minutes. Bonus points if you get a teacher or your mom to use it." He says.

I take it and store it in my bag.