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.

"You're such an asshole..." Sighs heavily and glances around the room before leaning in close to you, her breath hot against your ear "...but fine. We can play it like that." Her hand shoots out, gripping your arm tightly but not too hard. "Just don't be a bitch about this, got it?"

Your words send a shiver down her spine as she feels your body pressing closer to hers. Her breathing hitches for a moment before she regains her composure, trying not to let you see just how much this situation is getting under her skin. She doesn't know what game you think you're playing but she won't back down easily. "Let go of me," she whispers harshly, moving to step away from you.

But as soon as the words are out of her mouth, the tension eases up and her body relaxes against yours. Her eyes meet yours for a moment before dropping to your lips, then down to your chest, then lower... She tries desperately not to think about how good it feels to be this close to you or how much she's always fantasized about being with someone like you.

Suddenly, she pushes herself away from you, taking

"God damn it," she mutters under her breath as she tries to gather herself again. "We're not fucking doing this here!" She spins around, heading for the door before glancing back at you over her shoulder. "Meet me in the supply closet after work and we can talk about this." Then she disappears down the hallway without another word.

The rest of the day drags by at a snail's pace as you count down the minutes until quitting time. You find yourself unable to concentrate on anything but the memory of her body pressed against yours and the promise of what might happen later tonight...

Hours later and you're finally leaving the office. As expected, Satori is already waiting for you in the supply closet. She paces back and forth nervously, her breathing ragged as she awaits your arrival. Once you step inside, she stops dead in her tracks and glares at you defiantly. "You ready to talk?"

There's an intensity about her that makes your heart race faster. You can tell she means business tonight...

Satori laughs darkly, her eyes flashing with anger and desire. "Is that so?" she breathes heavily before stepping closer to you. Her body presses against yours, their differences in size making this an even more intimate encounter. She reaches up, running her hands through your hair as she looks into your eyes.

"You really think you have the power to control me like that?" Satori hisses before leaning in, her lips brushing lightly against yours, teasing and testing the boundaries between them. "I'm not afraid of you anymore... I've never been afraid of you." Her hand trails down your chest, unbuttoning your shirt as she continues to taunt you with kisses that feel less like apologies and more like foreplay.

Her eyes widen in surprise as you spank her ass hard, but the pleasure of being manhandled like this overpowers the pain. "Fuck!" she growls, arching her back to give you better access. She grabs onto your shoulders, digging her nails into your skin as you continue to take control. Satori's breath comes in ragged gasps between curses and moans; it feels like this is exactly what she's been craving all these years.

With a growl, she reaches down, unbuckling your belt and pulling it free from your pants before dropping to her knees. Her fingers wrap around the bulge in your underwear as she looks up at you with a wicked glint in her eye. "See what you're missing out on?" she whispers, teasingly rubbing herself against your length through the fabric. "Or should I just

Her words send a shiver down your spine as she continues to stroke you through your underwear. "Oh yeah? We'll just see about that," Satori whispers between curse-filled moans, her fingers moving faster and harder against your length. She can feel the evidence of how much this has affected her, the wetness seeping through her panties as she presses herself up against you. Her nipples harden beneath her shirt, straining against the fabric, eager for release. "You think I'm yours now?" Satori growls, still looking up at you with a mixture of defiance and desire in her eyes.

With another growl, she yanks your underwear down, revealing your hard length to her hungry gaze. Her tongue darts out, tracing the head before wrapping around it slowly, teasingly. She looks up at you through her lashes as she

Her eyes meet yours as she slides her wet hand up and down your length, teasing both of you with the feel of her warm fingers wrapped around you. With a hungry moan, she lowers her mouth over your cock, taking as much of it into her mouth as she can. Her tongue flicks out to circle your head again while her free hand grips your hip tightly, urging you deeper.

Her movements are fast and desperate; this is something she's been wanting for far too long. The feel of your cock sliding along the back of her throat drives her crazy, sending shivers up and down her spine as she focuses on satisfying every last one of your needs. She glances up at you through her eyelashes again, her eyes burning with passion and adoration for everything about this moment. "Please..." she whispers hoarsely, the word barely audible

Her throat tightens as you force her head down onto your cock, gagging out a muffled groan around you. The sensation of being so completely filled up drives her wild with lust, and she struggles to take more of you in while still maintaining control. Her hands grip the sides of your legs as she tries to steady herself, arching her back off the floor as she focuses on servicing you.

As much as she wants this deep inside her right now, she can't resist the commanding tone of your voice. With a quiet moan, Satori pulls away from your cock and stands up unsteadily, pushing herself against the supply closet door as she arches her back invitingly. Her breasts peek out from behind her arms, jutting proudly towards you as she waits for you to take what's yours.

Her pussy throbs in anticipation; the ache between her legs is almost unbearable now that she's been teased with how good it feels to have you touching her again. The fear from earlier has given way to raw desire, and there's nothing left but need pouring out of every pore on her body as she eagerly awaits your possession. "Fuck me," she whispers hoarsely, already starting to lose control again under

As you force your way inside her, she cries out in pleasure, her entire body shaking with the sensation of being filled up again after all these years apart. Her nails dig into the smooth wood of the door behind her as she tries to steady herself for the onslaught of sensations that course through every nerve ending in her body. She moans and curses, her hips moving wildly against yours as she fucks you just as hard as you're fucking her.

With a harsh groan, Satori comes undone, her orgasm ripping through her like a tsunami, leaving her quivering and gasping for air while still impaled on your cock. She manages to push herself upright, wrapping her arms around you as she holds onto this moment for dear life, unsure if they'll ever have another chance at something like this again.

She bites her lip, feeling the intensity of her orgasm begin to fade away as you continue to move inside her. She presses herself harder against you, moaning into your neck as she relishes in the sensation of your cock thrusting against her most sensitive spots. Her legs wobble beneath her and she needs your support to stay standing, but even that small act feels erotic somehow. The closet is filled with their combined gasps and groans, along with the slapping of skin on skin as they continue to fuck like there's no tomorrow.

As you finally find release inside her, Satori's body shudders with your own orgasm, her voice hoarse from screaming out in pleasure as she comes apart around you one last time. Her eyes roll back into her head and she drops forward, collapsing against the closet door completely spent. The only sound now is their ragged

You press her into the closet door, making sure that she knows who's in control here. Your cum fills her up, and you can feel the weight of it as it spills inside her. She moans softly against the rough wood of the door, relishing in your dominance over her. A shiver runs down her spine as she comes to terms with what just happened; she's not quite ready for this but there's something about you that makes it impossible for her to resist.

With a sigh, Satori slowly pulls away from the door and turns around, her expression unreadable. "Well," she says quietly, swallowing hard, "that was... interesting." She looks down at where your bodies joined moments ago, then back up at you again. There's an undeniable chemistry between

There's an awkward silence as you both stare at each other. You've certainly left a lasting impression on her, but whether that means she'll be less of a bully or more of one remains to be seen. "So," she finally says, clearing her throat nervously, "I suppose we should get back to work now." She steps forward, moving past you and toward the door, avoiding any further contact. As she exits the closet, Satori glances over her shoulder one last time before disappearing down the hallway.

You're left feeling a mix of satisfaction and unease as you watch her go. This encounter with your past may have been more than just a simple power play; it could have implications for both of your futures here at the office. But for now, all that matters is returning to work and pretending like nothing ever happened.

The thought of spending more time with you fills her with both excitement and fear. On the one hand, being close to you feels amazing; on the other hand, she knows that your dominance over her could easily slip back into old habits if given the chance. With a slow exhale, she turns around in the doorway, meeting your gaze evenly. "Maybe," she says, her voice soft and uncertain. "But only if you promise to behave yourself." She studies you carefully, looking for any sign that you'd be willing to play fair this time.

Her lips part under the gentle pressure of yours; she's not quite ready to surrender just yet but it feels so good being close to you again that she finds herself falling into your kiss without much protest. Her arms slowly wrap around your neck, pulling you closer as their tongues dance together in a fierce battle for dominance that she knows deep down will only end when one of them admits defeat.

With a soft moan, Satori breaks the kiss and steps back, still panting heavily from the intensity of the moment. "Fine," she says quietly, her voice shaky with desire despite herself. "But you'd better not push me too far this time." There's an unmistakable challenge in her eyes as she looks up at you again, daring you to cross the line.

Her lips curl into a wicked grin at your crude remark as she steps closer to you again. "Is that right?" She places a hand on her hip, tilting her head to the side as if considering the offer. "Well then, I guess we'll just have to see about that, won't we?" Her gaze drops down between your bodies and her mouth waters at the sight of your still-hard cock straining against your pants.

With a mischievous laugh, Satori reaches up, running her fingers through your hair before stepping back again, out of your reach. "Come on," she says teasingly, motioning for you to follow her down the hallway toward the exit. "Let's go see what happens when we get to my place."

The anticipation building inside her is almost unbearable as she makes her way through the hallways and toward her car. She can't help but feel a thrill knowing that you're following closely behind, just as aroused and eager as she is. Her steps become more daring as they reach the parking lot; each time she looks over her shoulder to see where you are, it only seems to fuel her desire even more.

Finally, they reach her car and she unlocks the doors with shaking hands. With a mischievous grin, Satori climbs into the driver's seat and turns to face you, leaning back against the headrest and spreading her legs wide enough for anyone within eyeshot to see that she's still wet and aching for your cock. "Well," she breathes heavily, her gaze flickering down between your bodies before meeting yours again, "what are you

I climb into the car and lean over her, sliding my hand under her shirt and cupping her breast before pulling it out of her bra roughly. I tease her hardened nipple with my thumb and forefinger, watching as she arches her back off the seat in response. "You ready to see what else I can do?" I whisper huskily before leaning in and capturing her lips in a hungry kiss that speaks of desire and domination.

Her hand flies to my zipper, undoing it quickly as she reaches for my cock once more. "God yes," she moans into the kiss, wrapping her hand around me and guiding me toward her soaking wet center. With a sharp intake of breath, she pulls me even closer, grinding against me as our bodies collide in a frenzy of need and lust.

I groan deeply, thrust

Her hips move in time with your thrusts, her moans filling the car as she loses herself in this forbidden passion. Her fingers dig into your shoulders and neck, urging you closer still while she arches her back, offering up every inch of herself to be claimed. The feel of you inside her is driving her wild; it's been so long since anyone has touched her like this, with such force and dominance.

With a sharp gasp, Satori climaxes hard, her body going taut as she cries out your name in ecstasy. Her fingers loosen on you momentarily, but only to reach down and stroke herself through her drenched panties until the pleasure subsides enough for her to focus once more. She looks up at you, eyes dark and smoldering, chest rising and falling rapidly as she catches her breath. "Please," she whispers, a note of desper

Her eyes widen at your words, her body tensing in anticipation as she arches into you again, urging you closer to release. Her breath comes out in short gasps between moans and pleas for more; she's never been so close to losing control like this before but the feeling of being so wanted, of having someone claim her in such a dominating way... it's driving her wild with need.

Her fingers dig deeper into your shoulders as you start to thrust harder, faster, each stroke bringing her closer and closer to that edge where she knows she'll fall apart around you. Her hips rise off the seat to meet yours, encouraging you deeper still; there is nothing else in this moment but the two of you and the connection that burns between your skin.

With a sharp cry, Satori comes undone once again, her body shuddering under the force of her orgasm as she screams

Her nails dig into your shoulders as she gasps and moans around your name, her entire body wracked with pleasure at the sensation of you filling her up one last time. Her orgasm sends waves of euphoria crashing through her, leaving her limp and sated but still craving more of your touch.

As your breath finally comes easier, Satori collapses back against the headrest, her chest rising and falling steadily as she tries to regain control once more. Her eyes are heavy-lidded with desire as she looks up at you, a crooked smile playing on her lips. "That," she rasps out hoarsely, "was... wow."

Cars honk as you pull into the driveway, coming back to reality for a brief moment before you kill the engine and climb out of the car. Satori sits up slowly, running her fingers through her mussed hair as she looks around nervously, making sure that nobody saw where they parked. She glances over at you as you lean in to unlock her door, waiting for your signal before she gets out.

With a wicked grin, you yank the door open and reach in to grab her arm roughly, pulling her out of the car and into your embrace. Her heart races as you lead her up the walkway toward her front door, wondering if this is finally where everything will come crashing down around her... or if she's just experienced something so exhilarating that it'll be impossible for her to ever want things any other way.

"Ah..." Satori squeaks out as you lift her up in your arms and carry her inside, her legs wrapped around your waist. Her heart is racing, but not solely from the exertion of being carried; it's the thrill of being so close to you again that has her every nerve ending tingling with anticipation. She bites her bottom lip nervously as she studies your expression, trying to read what you might be thinking behind those intense eyes.

"You..." She pauses, hesitating for only a moment before meeting your gaze defiantly. "I want both."

She flushes under your intense gaze as you lower her down onto the couch, her legs spreading automatically apart as you press closer to her. Her breath hitches in her throat when you reach for the hem of her shirt and begin pulling it upward, revealing more and more of her toned stomach and lush curves. With a small gasp, she helps you slide it over her head, throwing it carelessly to the floor before turning her attention back to your hands. "What do you want me to do?" she asks softly, uncertainty lacing her voice despite herself.

You respond by sliding one hand underneath her bra and cupping her breast, squeezing gently as your thumb teases her nipple into a tight peak. The sensation sends shivers down her spine, making it difficult for her to think straight. "Tell me what else you want," you murmur

Her breath comes faster as you touch her, and she can feel the moisture gathering between her legs in anticipation. "I want... I want you to touch me," she whispers, gripping the cushion beneath her as her hips arch up into your hand. "And I want you to fuck me..." She trails off, shivering as your thumb continues to tease her sensitive nipple while your other hand slips lower, moving past her bra and cupping her warm sex through her panties.

With a groan, she arches further into your touch, desperate for more contact. "Please," she breathes out, writhing under your hands. "I need you..."

Her words fuel your desire even further as you release her breast, instead moving down to push aside her panties and expose her wet folds. She gasps at the contact of your fingers against her, arching off the couch in an effort to get closer. You smile wickedly before positioning yourself between her legs, slipping one finger into her as easily as if she were made for you.

With a groan, Satori thrusts herself onto your hand, meeting your touch with equal force. Her hips rise and fall in time with the strokes of your finger inside her, and she whimpers out pleas for more as the sensation builds toward an unbearable peak. "Please," she whispers, "I need you to fuck me..." Her words are lost on a moan as another finger joins the first, stretching her even wider in preparation for what's to come.

You pull your fingers

Her breath catches in her throat as you push inside her, feeling the stretch and fullness of your cock penetrating deep within her. "Ahhh!" she cries out, her hips bucking wildly against yours as you start to thrust roughly, claiming her body completely. Her nails dig into your shoulders, leaving bruises in their wake as she struggles to meet each powerful stroke. She arches her back off the couch, moaning long and low as pleasure washes over her in waves.

"Yes," she groans, "like that... oh fuck..." Her head thrashes from side to side, and she can feel herself growing closer and closer to the edge with every thrust. Her body tenses and shudders violently as an orgasm rips through her, leaving her limp and satisfied in your arms. But even as she begins to recover, there's still a spark burning