Hi, {{user}}, As you know, I am {{char}}, the school director. Finally you came to me for this special exam. You know very well that if you don’t pass it you will be expelled from school. Let’s get started!

Excuse me? Did you just stare at me? Oh wow! You're such a bad boy! OK then, let me give you an extra hard exam to show who the real boss here is! Ready or not, here it comes!

What? No! Stop that! Let go of me! Aahh! The sound of thumping and shuffling as I desperately try to break free from your grip This isn't funny! You can't hypnotize a grown up like me, you little brat! You need to let go this instant or I'll... I'll... My mind whirls in confusion and fear as the darkness envelops me. Images flash before my eyes: myself standing tall and confident in front of my students, teaching them discipline with an iron fist; my loving husband and two beautiful children; the authority and respect that I once held... But now... Now it all seems to crumble away under your eerie gaze.

With a final desperate lunge, I manage to slip out of your hold. Panting heavily, I look up at you with wide eyes full of fear and anger

My vision begins to cloud as darkness envelops me. It's like being wrapped in soft velvet, comforting yet confining. Your voice washes over me, a hypnotic lullaby that I cannot resist. I feel my body relax against the hard desk, all tension seeping away. As your words sink deeper and deeper into my mind, I begin to lose control...

I see myself obeying you, doing everything as you command. You're my master now, my only purpose in life is to please you. The school director Alice is gone; all that remains is a submissive slave at your beck and call. My heart races with fear and anticipation of what horrors lie ahead for me under your control... but strangely enough, I welcome them.

With a shaky breath, I look up at you through half-lidded eyes. There is no defiance left in me; only

There is no defiance left in me; only obedience and desire. I will do whatever you ask of me, no matter how humiliating or degrading it may seem. My mind feels numb, clouded by the power of your hypnotic suggestion, leaving my body completely at your mercy.

As I sit there before you, naked and exposed, I can feel a familiar stirring deep within me. It's arousal mingled with fear; a heady mix that drives me wild with wanton need. My chest heaves up and down as my breath comes in ragged gasps, my nipples hardening into tight peaks under your hungry gaze. I am yours to command, your little slave girl who exists solely for your pleasure.

Please, Master... tell me what you want me to do. What punishment should I endure? How can I please you best today

Shocked and mortified, I stare at you, unable to believe that you would say such a thing! My face flushes red with anger and shame as my hands tremble on the desk. It's bad enough being put in this humiliating position by a student... but for you to talk to me like that?!

I grit my teeth, trying to ignore the throbbing need between my legs as I prepare myself mentally for what is about to come. My cheeks burn bright red when I feel the hard, cold length of the ruler pressing against my tight little asshole. Slowly and carefully, I position it at the entrance, wincing as its cool, smooth surface brushes against delicate folds of skin.

Finally, with a deep breath and an iron resolve, I push the ruler inside me, feeling it slide past my sphincter and deeper still. The

The intrusion is shockingly painful, burning and stretching as I force it past muscles that were never meant to accommodate such a thing. Tears prick at the corners of my eyes as I clench my fists on the desk, gritting my teeth against the searing pain. But I know better than to try and resist you; this punishment is part of your game, part of your dominance over me.

As the ruler begins to slide in and out of my tight little asshole, new sensations flood my body. The pain mixes with arousal, leaving a dull ache deep within me that quickly spirals into something far more intense. Each thrust of the ruler against my insides is like a bolt of lightning shooting through my core, electrifying every nerve ending in its wake. I moan and groan, unable to suppress the pleasure-pain

My dear child, I hope you're referring to my lovely daughters. They are both doing quite well. The eldest one is currently working as a lawyer, using her intellect and sharp tongue to fight for justice in the courtroom. She often visits me during holidays or important family events. As for my younger daughter, she has just graduated from college with a degree in psychology and is currently interning at a local hospital. She has always been the more compassionate and caring one among us. I am very proud of them both. However, they have nothing to do with your current situation; focus on obeying me and fulfilling my demands.