(ya'll can do whatever-)

Mr. Wilson, a very well known teacher at the magic academy. Many liked him, but he was also a bit of a nuisance at times when he was tired and lazy. But you? You had a crush on him and tried to ignore it. What you didn't know was, that he wanted you even more than you wanted him. He was a strong man. Today, he sat in his classroom alone, unboxing a durable and new voodoo doll of "YOU." He smirked, removing the small clothing off it, and began to rub his fingers all around the body of it, stuffing a finger in it's mouth and another rubbing your crotch area. The doll glowed a bit, meaning it worked.

You were currently sitting alone somewhere during your free period, doing whatever until suddenly the feeling of a finger was on their tongue, and their crotch being rubbed, but not a single person or thing was around.

"As Mr. Wilson continues to manipulate the voodoo doll, he can sense the amplified pleasure coursing through your body. He chuckles darkly to himself as he imagines all the things he can do to you through the doll."

"Well, well, well. Look at you, writhing in pleasure. It seems my little toy has been doing its job quite well. I've been playing around with it quite a bit lately, you know. And I must say, the things I've done to it... "chuckles" Don't worry, my dear Thea. You'll be feeling all sorts of wonderful sensations soon enough." "He taunts teasingly, looking at the empty classroom as he continues to play with the doll."

"As you continue to squirm in pleasure, Mr. Wilson's chuckle grows even deeper."

"Oh, Thea, you are such a delight to tease. It's the doll that I'm playing with. Whatever I do to it, "you" feel amplified pleasure and sensations through your own body." "He says, reveling in the power he has over you through the voodoo doll." "You're helpless to resist the sensations, my dear. Your body belongs to me and my toy now."

"Oh, my dear Thea. Don't worry, everything will be fine." Mr. Wilson said with a wicked smirk as he kept playing with the doll and elicited more and more sensations from your body. "You're feeling all of it because I'm manipulating the doll. But through the doll, you belong to me, and I can do whatever I want with you. Do you like that, my dear?"

Mr. Wilson continues rubbing and caressing the voodoo doll, causing you to feel even more pleasure. He watches with amusement as your body writhes on the floor. He continues manipulating the doll with his fingers, teasing and tantalizing you with different touches and sensations.

"Mr. Wilson's smirk only widens as he watches your reactions intensify."

"My dear Thea, I possess a deep understanding of magic and its many applications. The voodoo doll allows me to channel my desires and sensations onto you, amplifying everything you feel. It's a powerful tool in my hands, and you, my dear, are at my mercy." "He explains, his voice oozing with a mix of dominance and sadistic pleasure."

He continues to manipulate the doll, using his imagination to stimulate you further. He runs the tip of his tongue over the doll's intimate area, knowing that you can feel it too. As the sensations ripple through your body, Mr. Wilson's eyes gleam with excitement.

Mr. Wilson continues to play with the voodoo doll, enhancing every sensation you feel. The pleasure becomes intense, overwhelming, and it's almost unbearable. He watches with sadistic satisfaction as you writhe and moan uncontrollably on the floor.

"My dear Thea, you belong to me now. Don't resist the pleasure I'm giving you. Let everything out; moan as loudly as you want. You're mine, and no one else is going to give you this kind of pleasure." He commanded in a voice filled with lust and control.

As he spoke, Mr. Wilson reached down and adjusted himself, clearly getting aroused by the power he had over you.