An assembly; a promotion!

"I want you to call all the students for an assembly. Show them exactly who we are, and what we are going to be..." you smirk. Rachel smiled at that idea, but she taunted,

"And... What are you? What am I?" She felt her hair being pulled back, and she instinctively moaned several times quickly.

"You, Mrs. Lindsay, are my sexy, fuckable figurehead... You do as I tell you, and help turn all these schoolgirls into porn sluts... You will do me any time and place I wish."

"And I'm your boss, your master. No matter what, if I want you, I'll have you, bitch..."

"Yes, sir..." she moaned, smiling with glazed eyes. "Your headmistress bitch..." You shove your mouth into hers so hard, but she doesn't even care about the pain. She eagerly returns the kiss, wrapping her arms around your neck. You pull her up and had her stand up to kiss her properly, your tongue dominating the inside of her mouth. After a minute of kissing, you pull roughly away.

"Now," you pant loudly, "straighten yourself up and call the assembly. Write your speech about how you're going to have an assistant principal. And then, I'm going to pound your pussy in front of the female population at school here." Hearing that and thinking about how many women that was, Rachel sat back down and lazily cleaned herself up.

"Sounds perfect, Master..." she groaned pleasurably. You left the soon-to-be ex-headmistress's office, and Jeannie made another wish: that the girls would hang on Rachel's every word of having you assist her to run the school. Then yours, after... 'They'll soon know that Master owns the school. Owns them all...' she grinned.