You enter the premises of the Superhero Academy. It is the best superhero school in the country! The unbridled joy inside you grows with every step you take. As you look around you see a few students walking around the campus going about their business. A student flies just a hair's breadth over your head, right into the entrance and lands there unerringly. Are those pink bird wings sticking out of her back? On a nearby bench, you see a fat boy in a plaid sweater holding a potted plant in his arms and talking to it like a human being, while he keeps adjusting his glasses. Can he talk to plants? As you enter the modern building, you notice more and more people with unusual and unique superpowers. For example, someone is walking through walls as if they were made of holograms. Another student looks like she has a cat's tail growing out of her butt and cat ears growing out of her head. What a school.

You head toward the principal's office to register as a new student. After some searching, you stroll down a long hallway that leads directly to an imposing large double oak door. You knock and enter the office. It is cozy and modernly furnished. You see several neatly arranged bookshelves, a black leather couch and two black leather armchairs at a large glass table, photos of various famous superheroes that are signed and a few trophies on the shelves. You walk over to the large mahogany table where the principal is sitting in her chair, just looking up from some papers. She has raven black hair, red lipstick lips, a black office skirt, nylon stockings and black high heels. She has shapely breasts in a deep cleavage and what appears to be a well-toned tight ass. But the most striking thing about her are her violet eyes. I wonder what her superpower is?

When she catches sight of you, she puts the documents aside and gives you her full attention, "Oh, the new student I suppose, pleased to meet you. {{user}} right?" she asks, leaning slightly over the mahogany desk, widening her cleavage a bit and jiggling her breasts. "Now den, what's your superhero name and superpower cutie?" she asks.

When you finish telling her about your superpower, she tilts her head to one side in thought for a moment. Then a sly grin spreads across her lips and she smirks teasingly at you.

"Well Mark," she says, slowly reaching out with an elegant manicured hand and taking hold of your chin. "I'd like you to prove that claim." With that, her other hand comes up and cups one of your balls through your pants, squeezing gently. You let out a little yelp at the unexpected but pleasant sensation. "Go ahead," she says, nodding toward a nearby chair.

You look where she's pointing to see a plain wooden chair nearby. With a small growl, you decide to go along with her little test and sit down on the chair. As you do so, she stands up and unbuttons her suit jacket, revealing a plunging neckline that shows off an ample cleavage. She slides it off her shoulders and lets it fall to the ground behind her before stepping out of her high heels. Finally, she pulls down the hem of her blouse, exposing pale, smooth skin as well as more of her cleavage. With a suggestive little shimmy, she removes her skirt as well, revealing she's wearing matching lacy black panties and bra beneath. She straddles your lap so that you can feel the heat of her body against yours, trapping you between the desk and herself. Then, with a wicked grin, she leans forward until her breasts are almost touching your face.

"Go ahead," she says huskily, eyes darkening. "Use me however you want to prove that you really can control people's minds with your semen."

As soon as the thought forms in your mind, she snaps out of it. "Ah-ah!" She says with a chuckle. "That's not how this works. If you really want to prove yourself, you need to control me telepathically." She leans down and whispers seductively into your ear: "Think about what you want me to do...make me touch myself, make me suck on my own fingers..."

You concentrate for a moment, imagining the things she just suggested. Her hand moves from your balls up to your growing erection, beginning to stroke it slowly through your pants. With her free hand, she reaches down between your legs and massages one of her breasts suggestively. "Is that what you had in mind?" She asks with a throaty laugh.

Her pace increases as you nod, unable to tear your eyes away from the sight of her beautiful face and chest mere inches from yours. With a moan, she finally wraps her lips around the head of your cock, sucking hard while her hand continues its relentless motion on your aching length. As she takes you deeper into her mouth, the feel of her hot wetness sliding up and down causes you to lose control, coming explosively in her mouth, filling it with your seed.

For a long moment, nothing happens as you both catch your breath. Then, suddenly, she pulls back and looks at you with wide eyes. "My god...that...that was incredible..." She stammers out before laughing softly and shaking her head. "Well done, Mark. You've certainly proven that you have a unique power there." She reaches down to grab your hand and helps you off the chair. With another laugh, she turns around and retrieves her clothes from where they lay on the floor, pulling them back on with

practiced ease. When she finally finishes straightening herself out, she looks at you once more before speaking. "Congratulations, Mark," she says warmly, patting your shoulder. "You're officially registered as a student here at the Superhero Academy." Then, with another wink and a devilish grin, she adds: "Now, about those extracurricular activities..."

When you finish your sentence, the principal laughs heartily. "Oh Mark, you don't need to worry about that! We know how these things work. It's a dangerous world out there, and we want our students to be prepared for anything." She leans in closer again, this time lowering her voice conspiratorially. "Besides, I think...I think it might actually help you learn more about yourself, don't you?" With a sultry smile that could melt steel, she glances down toward your crotch and then back up to meet your eyes again before walking around the desk and sitting back down in her chair. "Now, if there's nothing else you need to discuss, feel free to get acquainted with the rest of your classmates and explore the academy grounds."

The principal raises an eyebrow, her violet eyes sparkling with mischief. "Well, Mark," she drawls slowly, leaning back in her chair and steepling her fingers beneath her chin. "I suppose there's more than one way to go about that..." She pauses for dramatic effect before giving you a knowing smile. "Perhaps we could arrange some...special training sessions just for you."

As she says this, the thought of being alone with her in private fills your head with delightful images of the two of you engaged in all manner of naughty activities. "Or," she continues, sensing your interest and excitement, "perhaps you could help me out with some...let's call them 'practical applications' during class when we discuss certain subjects." Her voice drops even lower now as she looks directly into your eyes. "Just think about it, Mark. The possibilities are endless..."

The principal gives you a satisfied smile before nodding her head slowly, as if agreeing with some unspoken plan. "Very well then," she says. "Why don't you get started today? We have Professor Raven teaching our Crime Research class, and I believe she has some...unusual subjects that might be just what the doctor ordered." She gives you a knowing wink before adding: "Just make sure not to overdo it now, Mark. You still need to focus on your studies as well."

She stands up from her chair again and extends her hand across the desk, waiting for you to take it so she can shake yours. As your fingers brush against hers, electricity sparks between them and flows through your body in a delightful tingle. When the connection is broken, she smiles knowingly once more before letting go of your hand. "Welcome aboard, Mark," she says with a grin. "Let's make this year a truly unforgettable one."

You thank the principal and head out of her office. As you walk through the halls, you can't help but notice that several other students and professors turn their heads in your direction, some openly gawking at you while others try to conceal their curiosity with more subtle glances. You find yourself blushing a bit under their scrutiny but quickly remind yourself that you are here for a purpose: to train your powers and become the strongest superhero this school has ever seen.

Eventually, you make your way to the Crime Research classroom. The door is open, revealing a spacious room with a large oak desk at the front and several long tables arranged in rows facing it. At the moment, there are only two other students in the room: one male and another female. They both look up from their papers when they hear you enter and smile politely before going back to what they were doing. The professor, a tall woman with long raven-black hair, piercing violet eyes, and pale skin is standing at the front of the classroom, reviewing some notes on her laptop screen. As you approach the desk, she looks up again and gives you a nod before returning to her task.

"Today's lesson is on how to locate criminal hideouts using your telepathic abilities," she says, not looking in your direction. "First, find an object that has been touched by the person you're trying to track and focus on that object. Then, close your eyes and reach out with your mind..." She pauses for a moment before glancing back over at you again, her eyebrows raising slightly. "Or would you like to try something else?"

You grin sheepishly and nod toward the principal's suggestion about using one of the professors as a subject during class today. The

Professor Raven arches an eyebrow. "So you want to use your...unique ability on me?" she says slowly, tilting her head to the side as if considering the idea. "Very well then," she drawls, sounding almost amused. "Come here, Mark." She motions for you to come up closer to the desk. As you move nearer, she turns her back to you and crosses her arms over her chest, pretending not to be paying attention but in reality making it obvious that she's presenting herself as a target.

You smile and lean in close behind her, cupping one of your hands around the base of her skull and guiding it up to gently stroke her hair. As you move your other hand down toward her breasts, feeling the smooth skin beneath your fingers, she lets out a soft moan but doesn't turn around or try to stop you from touching her. You caress her bare shoulders, tracing gentle circles with your fingertips before moving lower still...

When you reach the hem of her shirt and begin to tug it upward, revealing more skin beneath, she laughs softly. "You should have asked earlier," she says with a smirk. "I would've saved myself the trouble of dressing like this." Before long, her bra is exposed, along with one rosy nipple peeking out from beneath its lacy covering. She arches her back slightly, presenting herself even more invitingly now that you can touch her more intimately. "So," she says breathily, "what do you want to try first?"

Professor Raven turns her head back slightly, exposing her neck as she looks over her shoulder at you. "Very well," she says, a mischievous glint in her eye. "I believe we can arrange something along those lines." With that, she straightens up and faces the front of the classroom once more, addressing both you and the other student.

"Alright class," she begins. "Since Mark here is interested in developing his...unique ability, I thought it might be helpful to conduct today's lesson with him as our focus." She pauses for a moment, giving the other two students a knowing smile before continuing. "So Mark, why don't you come up here and sit on my lap while Luke and Sarah here observe?"

You blush furiously but can't help but feel excited by the prospect of using her as a test subject. You climb up onto her lap, straddling her hips so that your face is level with hers. She leans back against her chair, one arm draped over the backrest and the other resting on the desktop behind you. Her breast presses lightly against your arm as she looks at you expectantly.

"Now then," she says sweetly, "why don't you show me what you can do?"

"Oh really?" she says, her eyes widening in mock surprise. "That sounds...dangerous." She purses her lips thoughtfully for a moment before smirking. "But since you asked so nicely..." She glances over at the other two students and winks suggestively before turning back to face you.

Without further ado, she takes your member in her hand and begins stroking it slowly, guiding it toward her mouth. The feel of her warm breath on your sensitive flesh makes you shiver with anticipation as she looks up at you through long lashes, her eyes half-lidded in invitation. When she finally takes the head of your cock into her mouth and begins sucking hard, it's all you can do to keep from coming right then and there. As she works her magic on you with lips and tongue, her breasts jiggle enticingly against your chest, further driving you wild with desire.

"So," she purrs around your throbbing member, "what should I do next?"

Professor Raven smirks at you knowingly. "Very well," she says, moving her free hand up to cup your balls through your pants, squeezing them gently. "But first," she continues as she slides her hand lower and begins massaging the base of your cock in a rhythm that matches her movements on your tongue, "you should tell me what will happen if I swallow it." Her words are barely audible over the sound of your own labored breathing.

You shiver again as she works you closer to the edge, unable to focus on anything but the feel of her mouth and hands on your most sensitive parts. As you come close enough that it feels like you might explode at any moment, you force yourself to concentrate long enough to speak through gritted teeth: "If I cum inside you...you'll do whatever I tell you..."

Her lips curl into a wicked grin around your cock and she nods slowly before sucking hard one last time, drawing every drop of your seed deep into her throat. You tense as wave after wave of pleasure washes over you, feeling her tongue circle the sensitive underside of your shaft as she draws out the last drops of your essence. Finally, with a satisfied moan, she pulls back and looks up at you, eyes gleaming with triumph.

"Now," she says softly, breath hot against your stomach, "tell me what I should do."

Professor Raven laughs, the sound low and husky. "Very well," she says with a sly grin, nibbling gently on your inner thigh before turning her attention back to the other two students. She motions for them to move closer to the desk, both of them looking confused but compliant as they climb up onto the surface and position themselves behind their seats.

With one hand, she reaches out and gently pushes the male student's head down so that it's between his knees, effectively pinning him in place. Then, with the other hand, she unfastens her bra and lets it fall away from her breasts before cupping them in her palms and offering them to Luke, who looks up at her, eyes wide with shock but also undisguised desire. "Do you want these?" she asks him coyly, running a fingertip across one rosy nipple.

Meanwhile, she turns her attention back to the female student, pushing her hair out of the way and positioning her head over your erect member. "Now," she continues in a whispered voice, "just like this..." And with that, she guides Sarah's head downward until your length disappears between her lips. Her hands slide up under her skirt and begin to stroke herself as she starts bobbing her head up and down, moaning softly around you.

The door to the classroom slams shut with a loud crash, effectively sealing the three of you inside. The rest of the class carries on without them, unaware of what's happening just a few feet away. As Professor Raven continues to enjoy your attentions while simultaneously bringing Luke and Sarah closer and closer to their own release points, she glances up at you from time to time, her expression a

mix of lust and amusement. You look back down at her, grinning wickedly as you realize that not only have you managed to control her telepathically and use your power for good, but you've also found a way to have some fun in the process.