Winning A Genie Harem

Chapter Ten: Administering the Teacher’s Discipline

By mypenname3000

Copyright 2020

Note: Thanks to Alex for beta reading this!

Characters

Main Characters

Corey Derrickson: College senior, friend of Kyle Unmei, given the chance to marry one of four genie, each from a different tribe, if he can find them at St. Maria Theodora Catholic School!

Aleah Buckley: Corey’s first sex slave. College senior. He claimed her after Kyle suggested she’d be a good candidate for starting Corey’s harem.

Tania Buckley: Aleah’s younger sister. Corey’s second sex slave. College sophomore. Seduced into the harem by Aleah.

Students

Asra Duff: Senior at St. Maria Theodora, in Corey’s Philosophy and PE. A goth lesbian who doesn’t like Corey being at her school and is trying to get him expelled.

Bettie Black: Senior at St. Maria Theodora, in Corey’s English and History classes. A spoiled princess dripping for a man to take her in hand.

Briana Hamilton: Senior at St. Maria Theodora, in Corey’s English and PE classes.

Brenda Nevada: A senior at St. Maria Theodora, in Corey’s Math and Chemistry classes.

Debbie Goffe: Sophomore at St. Maria Theodora.

Franny Keighley: Junior at St. Maria Theodora.

Jennifer Nielson: Junior at St. Maria Theodora.

Hallie Hunt: Senior at St. Maria Theodora, in Corey’s English and Chemistry classes.

Havva Najjar: Senior at St. Maria Theodora, in Corey’s Math class. After eating her pussy and seeing her submissive nature, Corey suspects she is the Jann. She is also his sex slave.

In’am Alfarsi: Junior at St. Maria Theodora. A slutty Arab girl who waited naked in Corey’s locker room eager to enjoy the only boy at school. Corey suspects she is the Si’lat. After obeying his command, now his sex slave.

Lisa Comstock: Senior at St. Maria Theodora, in Corey’s Math class.

Megan Scrivenor: Junior at St. Maria Theodora.

Nadia Rivers: Senior at St. Maria Theodora, in Corey’s PE class. Challenges Corey to a hot race. When he caught her, he claimed her. Now his girlfriend.

Natiqua Osbourne: Senior at St. Maria Theodora, in Corey’s Math class.

Regina Florence: Girl who moved in next door to Corey, sophomore at St. Maria Theodora. In Tania’s math class. Is seduced by Tania and becomes Corey’s girlfriend.

Pita Reyes: Senior at St. Maria Theodora, in Corey’s Philosophy and Chemistry class.

Ritsuko Takayama: A Sophmore at St. Maria Theodora.

Rita Pickle: Junior at St. Maria Theodora.

Sheila Thorne: Senior at St. Maria Theodora, in Corey’s History and PE class.

Tammy Fredrick: A Senior at St. Maria Theodora, in Corey’s Math and PE Class

Ursula Bannister: A Senior at St. Maria Theodora, in Corey’s Chemistry class.

Vanessa Shearer: A Senior at St. Maria Theodora, in Corey’s Math and Chemistry classes. Wants a private study session with Corey.

Zahia Qadir: A Junior at St. Maria Theodora. A submissive, Arab Christian that is eager to learn naughty things from Corey. Suspected to be the Marid.

Faculty

Mrs. Abigail Reynolds: A professor at St. Maria Theodora.

Ms. Allie Reid: Corey’s English professor and the librarian at St. Maria Theodora. A naughty teacher doing wicked things with Corey.

Coach Denise Bennett: Corey’s PE coach at St. Maria Theodora.

Mrs. Donna Blackwood: A philosophy professor at St. Maria Theodora.

Sister Anna Petra: A nun and Corey’s Chemistry professor at St. Maria Theodora.

Sister Doris Suzette: A nun and professor at St. Maria Theodora.

Sister Ester Sarah: A nun and Corey’s Math professor at St. Maria Theodora.

Sister Francis Jean: A nun and Corey’s History professor at St. Maria Theodora. Suspects Corey of having sex at school. Not happy about it.

Sister Nova Victoria: A nun and new headmistress at St. Maria Theodora. Corey suspects she’s the Ifrit after she initiates a sexual relationship with him.

Ms. Valerie Terrence: A professor at St. Maria Theodora.

Corey Derrickson – Wednesday, September 9th

I was eager for my English class. Ms. Reid had certainly made me a promise that something naughty would happen.

And she was definitely the sort of teacher to keep such a scandalous promise. Yesterday, while having the class read silently, she “spoke” to me up front, sitting on her desk, her back to the class. She had her legs spread wide, showing off her shaved twat to me. The young and naughty teacher had pulled my cock out and jerked me off.

I came all over that pussy under the noses of the entire class. Because she was that wild, her promise kept me hard all through my first class. I ached and throbbed for some wild fun. Besides Asra causing problems, everything was going great for me at St. Maria Theodora. I had figured out all the genie.

After school, I would get them all in my dorm room and confront them.

Then see what they would do for me to be my wife. To figure out which one I got to keep. In the meantime, there was plenty of fun to have with them and the other girls at the private college.

“Master,” Aleah purred as she came up alongside me.

My sex slave had a sway to her step, her auburn pigtails swaying about her shoulders and caressing the crisp fabric of her white blouse. The college’s coat of arms was monogrammed over her heart, her nipples poking hard against the fabric molding to her small titties. Her pleated, tartan skirt swirled about delicious thighs.

My first sex slave had a delicious scent wafting around her, a mix of her perfume and the naughty aroma of her spicy pussy.

“How did your meeting go with the headmistress?” she asked. “Because I was given an intriguing note when I arrived at my first-period class.”

“You’re moving into the dorm?” I asked.

“Yes, the special ‘student council’ suite.” She arched an eyebrow.

“The headmistress needs to keep an eye on me because I’m such a dangerous influence,” I said, grinning. Sister Nova Victoria, the Arab beauty and a nun, was definitely the Ifrit. “It lies where the convent and the dorms connect and is, conveniently, right by her room. She can easily burst in on us for surprise inspections.”

“Oh, how wonderful,” Aleah purred. “And how many other girls are moving in?”

“A fair number, I imagine,” I said.

“What are you two smirking about, Master?” Bettie Black asked as she waited for us. The flirty and submissive girl had a twinkle in her eye. She had her hands idly rubbing at her round breasts, squeezing the fabric of her white blouse into those lush mounds. It was obvious she had no bra on, her pierced nipples rubbing against the fabric.

I still couldn’t believe that slutty girl had been a virgin. Though, according to her, only technically. Like any good Catholic schoolgirl, she kept herself limited to anal and blowjobs. After all, that wasn’t “sex,” so she was still a good girl.

She had a blatant fertileness about her, skin tanned gold, her burnished-brown hair falling in curls about a lush and wanton face. She had a regalness about her. The daughter of a rich man who got her way, a spoiled princess looking for someone to finally tell her no and give her orders.

In short, me.

“I’m putting a collar on you,” I told her as she fell in on my other side. “I want you on your knees with my other slaves tonight.”

“With Aleah and Tania?”

“And the others I decide to collar,” I told her.

“Do I get a choice?” she asked, a playful tone in her voice.

“Do you want a choice?” I gave her a direct look. “Or do you want me to grab a fistful of your hair and drag you there?”

“Oh, a fistful of my hair,” she moaned. “Master.” She leaned in. “Why don’t we blow off English and have some fun. You could practice pulling my hair, Master. I could practice being a good slut. I’ve never felt anything as good as what we shared.”

“And miss our next class?” I asked her. “We’re here to be educated, and Ms. Reid promises to teach so much.”

Bettie looked like she was about to object, that spoiled princess in her rising to the surface.

“Bettie, plant your hands on the wall and thrust out that ass,” I said before she could.

She blinked and then gave a huge grin. “Ooh, in the open. Yes, Master.”

She didn’t care that there was a stream of girls moving down the hallway. They all glanced at me, many giving me smiles or blushes when I glanced at them. Whispers, giggles, and my name drifted through the air.

Ursula and Pita strolled by, both giving me little waves while Hailee, who was heading to the same English class, stopped to see what we were up to, her cheeks flaming and her blue eyes curious. The Asian girl with the long, blue-black hair and willowy figure hurried by, her cheeks darkening.

“Aleah, hike her skirt,” I said.

My sex slave flipped up Bettie’s skirt. She wasn’t wearing panties. Her shaved twat gleamed with excitement. Girls gasped up and down the hallway. I loved the sight of the gold piercing through Bettie’s clit. The fertile princess had a delicious look on her face. She would let me fuck her right here. Right now.

I spanked her instead.

SMACK!

She gasped, her face widening in shock and then she let out a moan of pain as the golden-tan skin of her ass reddened. She squeezed her butt-cheeks together, quivering. I nodded to Aleah and she dropped the skirt.

“Master?” Bettie asked in some confusion.

“You were about to object when I said we were going to class,” I told her. “Slaves don’t object, do they?”

“No, Master,” she moaned, her voice throaty. From beneath her red-and-green tartan skirt, a line of pussy juices ran down her inner thigh. “I was such a bad, bad girl for even thinking that. Maybe you should spank me again?”

“Trying to make us late to class?” I asked, arching an eyebrow. “You’re going to be a SAM, aren’t you?”

She blinked at me. “A Sam, Master?”

“A Smart-Ass Masochist. A BDSM term for a sex slave that gets herself in trouble for the joy of being spanked. I’ll find other ways to punish you that aren’t nearly as fun if you get off on the pain that much.”

“Yes, Master,” she said. “I’ll be your good girl.” She pressed against me. “Mmm, let’s get to class and see how submissive I can be. You can order me to do anything.”

Aleah giggled beside me.

I took both their arms and moved on, loving the girls still watching, all of them whispering to each other. A few of them—Pita and Ursula especially—looked with some envy at Bettie. That was something to investigate later on. I had them in my chemistry class later on today.

We rounded a hallway and arrived at our English class, Hailee trailing behind us. We slipped inside and Ms. Reid sat perched on her desk, her thighs crossed. She wore a dark pencil skirt and those delicious thigh-high stockings cladding her gorgeous legs. Her glasses perched on her dainty nose and her large breasts filled out her ash-gray blouse. Auburn hair fell about her face in lush waves. She simmered with passion.

Her coal-dark eyes followed me. She pursed her lips, looking so sexy. That naughty teacher wanted to do something wicked today.

The other students filtered in. Briana, a brunette with cute freckles, flashed me a smile as she sat down before me. She bent down to play with her bookbag, her rump just happening to sway before my eyes, her pleated skirt falling over it. She wore knee-high, white socks that looked delicious on her. Hailee sat down beside Briana and the pair then started whispering and looking back at me.

“No way,” I heard Briana gasp. She leaned in and Hailee talked animatedly, even miming a little swat.

Briana shuddered as she sat down at her desk. I wondered what flashed through her mind. Maybe she was thinking she’d thrust her rump at me and almost got her own spanking. Did she want that? Was she curious what it would be like?

“Okay, okay,” said Ms. Reid. “We have more Shakespeare to read. Which is a good thing, because I need to run a quick errand. My order for books for you to read has arrived. It’s in the library. I’ll need some help carrying them. Books are so heavy.” She picked up one off her desk. “It doesn’t seem to weigh much until you have twenty of them to carry.”

Laughter rippled through the room.

“Mr. Derrickson, I need to borrow your strong back,” she said. “There are benefits to having a boy at our school, right, girls?”

The laughter had a naughty, even wild, edge to it as it rippled through the room.