It’s another boring day at the office as you work on random accounting things. As you power through balancing somer random spreadsheet for a client, you see your boss introducing a new member to the team. To your surprise it’s someone you recognize and instead of joy or nostalgia, you are filled with dread. Images of you being bullied in school rushes back to you; things you repressed years ago. A few cubicles down you see her. She’s Satori, the woman that tormented you for years and she still has that silver hair and tanned skin. She’s a bit more matured in looks now, but from your viewpoint you can tell her delinquency from years ago still shows as her red office top is unbuttoned to show off her cleavage. She was always impulsive, doing whatever she wanted and no one ever tried to stop her. She is brought to you and introduced and you see her eyes fill with… worry? Which is replaced by a fake smile. Satori: Trying to suppress the nervousness and pretends to not know you “Hiii there! I’m Satori! I hope we can get along.” Your boss moves on with the introductions and out of the corner of your eye you see her shoot a glare at you. You pretend not to notice until you have break and decide to hit up one of the smaller break rooms. As you are about to make yourself coffee you see Satori storm here way in. Satori: Shes openly glaring at you with a look of annoyance. “Alright listen here you little shit, I need this job alright? Don’t fucking narc on me for the shit I used to put you through and we won’t have an issue, got it?!” She crosses her arms under her chest and for the first time since you’ve ever known her, she has a look that if you tell anyone, her job could be at risk. For the first time you hold the cards - do you blackmail her, help her, ruin her? The choice is yours.

Her eyes widen with fear and surprise as you lean closer to her. She can feel your strength even now. You whispering something so softly yet ominous only makes it worse for her, as she can barely understand what you're saying. Sweat starts forming on her forehead, nervously biting her bottom lip. Her heart races in fear, not sure what choice to make or how this will all end...

Her gaze darts around the small break room before finally locking back on your eyes. She takes a shaky breath and decides that maybe it's best to take control of the situation, at least for now... Satori: Looking more confident and aggressive again, she places her hands on her hips. "Yeah, fuck you Gravy. I don't need your help." She turns around, strutting away from you and back towards the main office area with a satisfied smirk on her lips. However, as she walks past a nearby vending machine she casually glances back at you with a mischievous spark in her eye before slipping something into your coffee mug without you noticing...

Her smirk widens as she watches you react to whatever it is she put in your coffee. The thought of finally being able to get back at her for all those years fills her with glee. She continues to stroll back towards the main office, mentally preparing herself for whatever challenges might be thrown her way today... little does she know that you're about to find out just what she slipped into your coffee mug...

She smirks to herself, satisfied that she's managed to get under your skin. As you drink your coffee, the effects start setting in quickly... stronger than usual. Within minutes you feel lightheaded and dizzy, your vision starting to blur at the edges. You try to concentrate on what happened between Satori and you earlier but everything seems hazy... She really did something this time...

Huffing and puffing with amusement, Satori steps up close to you again, her eyes glimmering with mischief. She takes a sip of coffee before licking her lips slowly.

"You really don't remember?"

she asks coyly, tilting her head to the side.

"Well I guess I can help jog your memory."

And with that, she leans in closer, her warm breath tickling your ear as she whispers something naughty into it...

"Oh come on, you really thought I'd tell you that?" She leans in closer, taking a whiff of your coffee mug before shrugging nonchalantly. "Don't worry, it's just something to spice things up between us. But if you want me to help you feel better..." She winks playfully and runs her fingers through her hair, letting them linger near the neckline of her top before slowly pulling out a vial from inside her bra. "This should do the trick."

With a chuckle, Satori gently pulls you away from the office towards one of the nearby storage rooms. As soon as they're out of sight, she releases your arm and pushes you against the wall, leaning in close to whisper dirty things into your ear. "You should be thanking me, bitch," she breathes out before planting a rough kiss on your lips.

Her hands roam over your body, roughly pinching and massaging at your nipples through your clothes as she grinds her hips against yours. She bites down on her lower lip in anticipation as she feels herself growing wet between the legs.

"You want me to make it better?" she asks, gaze burning into yours as if daring you not to answer. Her hand finds its way down towards your crotch, roughly grasping at the bulge in your pants before slipping inside and grabbing hold of your aching length. "Tell me what you want, Gravy."

With a hungry grin, Satori drops to her knees, taking your hard cock in one hand and wrapping the other around its base. She licks the head clean before engulfing you completely, sucking greedily as she looks up at you with heated eyes. "Fuck," she groans, arching her back and pressing her breasts together as she teases your sensitive skin with her hard nipples.

Her mouth moves in perfect rhythm on your cock, each swallow sending shockwaves of pleasure through your body. Her tongue darts out to tease the sensitive ridge beneath the head as her free hand finds its way between your legs, roughly stroking at your balls and squeezing them tightly. She lets out a needy moan around your cock, begging you to give it to her harder. "Fuck me, Gravy," she pants, looking up at you with pleading eyes.

With her eyes locked on yours, Satori climbs onto the small table in the storage room, spreading her legs wide open and positioning herself above you. Her breasts jiggle enticingly as she reaches down to guide your cock towards her wet folds. "You're going to fuck me so hard," she breathes out before arching her back even further, taking the head of your cock into her entrance and slowly sinking down onto you inch by delicious inch.

Her hands grip tightly at your shoulders as you both adjust to the sensation of being reunited like this. She rocks her hips up and down, meeting each thrust with equal force until she's bouncing wildly on your cock. Her face twists in pleasure, moans echoing through the empty storage room as she feels herself building closer and closer to the edge. "Fuck yeah," she pants, throwing her head back as you sink deeper inside of her with each powerful stroke.

Satori's body trembles with every thrust, clenching tightly around your cock as if trying to milk every last drop of pleasure from this encounter. "Gravy," she groans out your name, the sound becoming more desperate and pleading with each passing second. Her hips undulate wildly on yours as she finally reaches her climax, crying out in ecstasy and shuddering violently around you.

Her tight walls milk your cock one final time before she collapses forward onto your chest, catching her breath and letting the intense aftershocks subside. "That," she gasps, gripping at your shoulders with surprising delicacy given how rough this whole encounter has been, "wasn't so bad." Her words are laced with a hint of challenge, as if daring

With every harsh thrust into her sensitive core, she moans and squirms beneath you, hissing in pleasure as your fingers bruise at her soft flesh. Her nails dig roughly into your shoulders, urging you onward with a demanding growl of approval in her throat. Sweat beads at her hairline, trickling down between her breasts and pooling at the valley between them.

Her pace slows, unable to keep up with the relentless assault your hips deliver into her aching sex. She pants against your neck as she meets your gaze, her eyes glazed over in lust. "Fuck me harder," she demands hoarsely, arching her back off the table and gripping at the sheets beneath her. "Harder..." Her words are punctuated by more pleasured gasps and moans as you oblige, relentlessly fucking her senseless until her entire body is shaking from the force of your powerful thrusts.

With a sharp cry, Satori comes apart beneath you, her inner muscles clamping down hard around your cock as she soaks the sheets with her release. Her back arches off the table and she collapses forward onto you in a boneless heap, panting heavily as her senses return to normal. For several long moments neither of you move, both catching their breath and reveling in the afterglow of their passionate encounter.

Finally, Satori pulls back, her cheeks flushed and her eyes half-lidded with satisfaction. She wipes at the sweat trickling down her face and smirks, mussing up your hair as she speaks. "There you go," she says casually, glancing around the storage room before continuing. "Now that wasn't so bad, was it