Her principal's office looked pretty much like what it looked like when I was in high school. She had changed the paintings on the wall, and it smell...d better, but it was the same old office. In the next room, connected to the principal's office, was the punishment room. I had been spanked there many times by Mr. Olson, who was principal when I was going to high school. Many of those times were because Miss Jones sent me there, for practical jokes I had pulled on her.Anyway, Miss Jones. I would never have wanted to hurt her… but letting this proceed further would cause her more harm down the road. I needed to find out if the potion was responsible and what its limits were. I started to put on my pants. I couldn’t look at her anymore. ‘You do want me though, I can tell’, she said slyly. I glanced up at the sudden change in her demeanor. Her face was flushed from a combination of her earlier orgasms and from tears going down her face. But her tone didn’t match the tears. She. Bobby was slouching down, but I told him to sit up straight. I knew he was scared of being seen and would be mortified if anyone he knew saw him. And knowing this, knowing that I had complete power over him, was turning me on. He would do anything now, and a lot of possibilities entered my head all of which made my cunt tingle.When we got to the mall, I wasn't so lucky as the first time and had to park a distance from the entrance. Bobby was being reluctant, not wanting to go into the mall. Isn't there anything I could do?" She licked her lips and stared at him with such powerful lust that he could feel his cock stir."It is not going to ruin your life Hailey. Just take a lesson from this, and you will be stronger in the end." He tried step past her and walk to the door, but she grabbed his hand and crept in close. Her voice dropped down to a seductive whisper. "Please, Mr. Thompson. I will do anything and I mean anything" she whispered into his ear as she suddenly placed her hand.