"Goodnight, Amber."
"Goodnight, Danny."
You both close your eyes.
"...wait, is it alright to call you 'Danny'?" She asks.
"I prefer 'Daniel', but call me whatever you want." You answer, silently thinking about how she could be calling you 'master' or 'daddy' with the stroke of a single command.
"Okay, goodnight Daniel."
The next morning was a bit of a rush-job to get to school. You naturally woke up really early, well before Amber in fact, leaving you with ample time to put on your clothes from earlier. You put on your boxers, pants and shoes that you had taken off before the bath. You keep on Amber's pajama shirt (which wasn't quite so baggy on you), and pilfered a pair of her socks for yourself as well. As you headed out the door, you looked over at Amber's innocent little sleeping body. You thought about all the things you could do to her. So many things that you felt paralyzed by choices last night. The possibilities causing you to get an erection just thinking about them. In fact, you are rock hard by the time you realize you need to get back on track. You head down to the living room, say good morning to the mom and dad, plunder a breakfast from their fridge and swoop right out.
You actually have sufficient time to make it to your house, get your back pack and make it to school on foot. The realization washes over you, however, that you don't have to give a shit about anything anymore. If anyone called you out on your not having any of your materials with you, you could brush them right off with a command. (Spoiler: no one did actually confront you about that, as you had expected.)
You eye a girl two rows in front of you in 2nd period. She's a low-key short-stack, puts on a pretty thick coat of makeup and does that dye that makes her hair look kind of green. You think her name is Maria. You fixate on her for but a moment, and have decided that she is your target. The moment you have the logistics to approach her, you go up to her and say 'Hi'.
"Hey what's up?" She answers, putting out her obvious pre-recorded response to people she's never talked to before and doesn't expect to care at all.
You lean in real close and slow.
~Skip lunch today and go to the girl's bathroom next to room 239. Wait there, checking your phone. Tell me if you understand.~
"I understand." She says, nodding.
Lunch begins, and you have all of 25 minutes for this. 4 minutes of which are burned just getting over to the particularly remote part of the building you sent her to. You take a little spin around to check for any passers-by, then swoop into the girl's bathroom. You see Maria (pretty sure that's her name) there, staring down at her phone as instructed. After bending down to see that no one else was in, you go up and lean against the sink in front of her.
~Okay, you're done waiting. Now do everything that I tell you to with no complaints, no questions asked, don't speak unless spoken to and with a smile on your face. Tell me if you understand.~
"I understand." She says.
"Good, now come into the disabled stall with me." You say. She steps almost weirdly close behind you as you open the stall door and step inside. "Close and lock the door behind you."
She does so, then turns around and looks at you, expectantly and obediently.
"My name is Daniel Kelly-Woods. What's yours?" You ask.
"Amira Stunnings Holt." She answers.
"Ohhh, I thought your name was 'Maria', not 'Amira'. I guess I heard it wrong. Anyway, put your hands on my hips." You instruct. The moment she does, you begin to get hard, and she notices.
"Tell me what you're thinking right now." You instruct.
She answers...