Charles' first morning at the college was spent giving Chloe a long list of things to arrange and do, and general meetings with both staff and students to introduce himself and the new regime.
He spoke about the positive changes he intended to make: the end to the illicit activities and a greater focus on the personal development of all the students, and support in helping them find the right careers. They were all to look forward -- if they worked hard and did as they were told - to completing their studies as fully-rounded and developed women, ready to take their place in the world and fulfil their chosen calling.
He didn't mention that he fully expected to enjoy sex with most of them over the next few months. Communicating the college's side of the agreement was the principal's job, and he could tell from the look on some of the women's faces that she was doing her part.
What he did say was that we would personally be taking control of student discipline as well as career development, and that changes in the way both were managed would be happening very quickly. Two students in particular were due to be expelled at the end of the week, and he arranged to see them together the following afternoon. He also asked Chloe to fix individual meetings with all 15 staff members over the next few weeks -- the purpose was to get to know each of them better, and Charles had fun going through their files and photos with Chloe, making bets on each woman's sexual preferences, and distributing these meetings to offer Charles the maximum anticipated variety and stimulus in his sex life.
The morning passed so quickly, Charles was taken by surprise when he looked up from his laptop to find his vision obscured by a pair of pink ladies panties, being dangled daintily from one of Chloe's neatly manicured fingers.
'Lunchtime!' She grinned, and brushed them against his nose. 'Can you guess what's first on the menu?'
'I can indeed,' he smiled back, savouring her now-familiar scent. '..but I've decided I would like my favourite dish today served with a little extra marinade!'
She looked at him briefly puzzled, but he smiled and winked.
'Leave those with me,' he took the panties from her, 'and go at fetch your former boss. She needs to remember her place too, especially as this used to be her office, so tell her that when she gets here (and in fact whenever she's in this room in future) I expect her to get down on her hands and knees and crawl across the floor.'
Chloe's smile broadened -- she was especially enjoying the humiliation of her former boss -- and she did as she was told.
A short time later Chloe re-appeared in the doorway, shortly followed by the crawling figure of the principal. Her eyes were on Charles, but her expression was resigned and submissive. Charles put Chloe's panties down, loosened his belt and pulled his limp cock out of his trousers. He looked directly at the principal and pointed at it, raising one eyebrow slightly. She dutifully crawled across the carpet and he opened his legs and sat back on the chair so she could position herself comfortably between them and take his cock into her open mouth.
'It's your job to make me nice and hard so I can give this young lady all the pleasure she deserves,' Charles smiled, and indicated to Chloe to come and stand beside him. He stroked the principal's nodding head with one hand, and used the other to reach out and position Chloe where he wanted her, squeezing her bum firmly through her skirt. His cock was beginning to firm up nicely.
'Why don't you stroke my little slave too,' he suggested to Chloe. She bent forward and added her more delicate female hand to Charles's, smoothing the principal's hair back like a child's.
Charles took the opportunity to reach over and undo the top three buttons of Chloe's blouse, pushing her bra strap over her shoulder and then moving down to expose her breast. He cupped it lightly and then drew back, allowing room for his eyes to appreciate it properly; the smooth, firm curves and pimples where her skin darkened and developed into the defined and hardening tip of her delectable young nipple. His cock was now fully erect, both from the immediate pleasures of the principal's tongue, and the anticipated pleasures of his own tongue pressing into Chloe's flesh. He licked his lips.
'That's enough,' he said abruptly, pushing the principal's head back off his cock.
'Chloe -- take the rest of your top and bra off and go and sit on the sofa over there. I'd like to see the main course nicely presented and ready for my enjoyment.'
Chloe did as she was told, perhaps already guessing Charles' purpose. Her topless, grinning figure was soon arranged comfortably in the centre of the sofa; legs spread wide and with her feet pulled up to the same level as her bum. She still had her skirt on, but no panties, so the dark circle of her skirt emphasised the white triangle of her shaved pussy, and she used both her hands to reach down and pull back her labia, so the pink interior of her pussy glistened invitingly between her fingers.
'Excellent.' Charles had waited for her to complete this arrangement, and added a few seconds to appreciate the sight fully. 'Now I think it's time for my slave to prepare my young partner in the same way she's prepared me.' He looked down at the principal, and indicated Chloe's waiting cunt.
The principal's eyes widened ever so slightly in what may have been shock, but she was too defeated to object further. She turned towards Chloe and crawled the few yards over to position herself on the floor in front of the sofa, letting her chin rest on the cushion and pushing her tongue forward to connect with the bottom of Chloe's exposed crack.
