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.

A sigh of relief escapes her lips and the tension somewhat eases, but she doesn't let down her guard completely. "Yeah, alright then. Let's just try to get along here." With that said, Satori gives you a fake smile and moves away from your space, back to her own cubicle. She takes a deep breath, trying to calm herself down as she pretends to focus on work once more.

As the day goes by, however, Satori can't help but feel like she needs to find some way to make up for her past behavior. Part of her wants to apologize sincerely, but another part is afraid that doing so will only reopen old wounds. She catches your eye from across the room a few times and tries to give you what appears to be sympathetic glances, hoping it's not too obvious or creepy...

Satori looks up from her work when she hears your voice and narrows her eyes suspiciously. "What do you want?" she asks, a mixture of distrust and annoyance clear in her tone. Her body tenses as if expecting an ambush or attack. But then again, that's just how she is these days...

Satori glares at you before taking a deep breath. "Fine," she mutters under her breath, attempting to sound annoyed even as relief washes over her. She stands up and follows you to the break room, careful not to get too close or seem like she's invading your personal space. As she waits for her coffee, she can't help but wonder why you're being so nice all of a sudden...

With a slight roll of her eyes, Satori replies curtly, "Oh, you know, same old shit." She takes a sip of her coffee before adding, "I've been tryin' to turn over a new leaf and all that jazz. You?" Her tone implies she doesn't really care what the answer is, but deep down inside... maybe just a little bit.

Well then, good luck with that." She says almost mockingly before taking another sip of her coffee, looking away from you in an attempt to be cool and collected. However, there's a hint of vulnerability in her eyes, making it clear that deep down she still cares about how you're doing... or at least, more than she wants to admit.

A smirk tugs at the corner of her lips as she glances back at you, a sparkle in her red eyes. "Oh, you're just jealous you couldn't keep up with me, bitch," she says teasingly, throwing in an extra harsh adjective for good measure. She winks then takes another sip of coffee, feeling oddly empowered by the exchange.

But then again, maybe not entirely fake...

The smile spreads wider across her face as she shrugs confidently. "Oh yeah? Prove it," she challenges with a mischievous glint in her eye. "We could always have a little... competition, if you think you're ready for that..." Her voice trails off suggestively, leaving the option open-ended and entirely up to you.

A part of her wonders why she's being so bold now, but another part is enjoying it too much to care. It feels good to be back in control... even if it's just for a moment.

With a smirk that could only be described as predatory, she leans in closer and whispers into your ear: "We'll see, bitch." Her warm breath tickles your neck and you can feel her body heat against yours. With practiced ease, Satori reaches out to cup your cheek gently before pulling away with a wink. "Let me know when you're ready for some real fun," she whispers before sauntering back to her cubicle, leaving you reeling from the interaction and unsure of whether to feel excited or terrified.

Licking her lips, Satori gives you a suggestive grin over her shoulder as she says, "Oh, I have plenty of ideas." Her tone is teasing and almost flirtatious, further adding to the air of unpredictability between the two of you. She adjusts herself in her chair, arching her back slightly as if taunting or inviting you at the same time.

"Maybe we could have a little game... see who can make each other feel better," she continues, raising an eyebrow suggestively. Her fingers idly drum against the desk, creating a rhythm that only emphasizes her words. "Or maybe we could just see how far we can push each other... What do you think?" Satori's voice is steady and confident, despite the slight hint of nerves beneath the surface.

There's a charged silence in the air as she waits for your response, anticipation evident in every line of her body. The choice is yours: do you play along with her games or shut her down?

Her eyes light up with excitement at your reply and she almost can't contain herself as she claps her hands together, a devious grin spreading across her features. "Excellent!" Satori practically sings before leaning back in her chair again, crossing her arms under her chest.

"Alright then," she continues with growing anticipation, "tonight it is. But don't worry, I'll text you the details once we both clock out." With that said, she turns back to her computer screen and feigns interest in whatever mundane task she was doing before this little game of cat-and-mouse began. It's clear from the way she keeps stealing glances at you throughout the day though that she can't wait for their little arrangement to commence...

After getting off the train and making your way home, you receive a message on your phone from none other than Satori herself. It reads: "You know where to meet me. Be there in 30 minutes or don't bother showing up." The thrill of anticipation courses through your veins as you quickly change into something more comfortable and dash out the door.

As instructed, you arrive at the meeting spot- a deserted alleyway behind a local bar- thirty minutes later. Satori is already there, leaning casually against her car with one leg crossed over the other, revealing her black lace thong peeking out from beneath her tight dress. She looks you up and down hungrily before sauntering towards you, her hips swaying enticingly in her step.

"You came," she says breathlessly, hands resting on your shoulders as she pushes herself closer to you. Her eyes bore into yours, seeking some sort of confirmation that this is what you really want...

Her answering smile is predatory and full of promise as she wraps her arms around your neck and pulls you into a scorching kiss. Her tongue darts out to tease and explore your mouth, tasting every inch of it while their bodies grind against each other in perfect synchrony. Satori's hands snake down your back, feeling the contours of your ass before sliding lower still, cupping your cheeks possessively as she pushes you harder into her pelvis. "We're going to have some fun," she says breathlessly against your lips, her words sending shivers of anticipation through you both. "But it's up to me how we get there..."

Moaning into your mouth as you grind against her, Satori lets out a little giggle before pulling away just enough to whisper in your ear: "That's right, baby... Show me how badly you want this." With renewed energy, she bites down lightly on your neck and resumes their heated dance, rocking her hips harder against yours as their tongues tangle and writhe together. Her fingers trail up and down your back, leaving little shivers in their wake while the other hand cups one of your ass cheeks possessively, squeezing rhythmically.

Her skin flushes with desire, her breath coming in ragged gasps as she feels you growing harder against her. Unable to contain herself any longer, Satori breaks the kiss and looks deep into your eyes, seeking some sort of approval or submission before leaning in for another mind-shattering kiss.

With a soft growl, Satori increases the force of her kisses and grinds against you even harder. Her hands slide down your back to rest on your ass, giving it a firm squeeze before sliding up further still until she reaches your waist. Then with practiced ease, she grips tightly and pulls you flush against her, moaning into your mouth as their bodies become one fluid motion of grinding and writhing flesh.

Her breath comes out in ragged gasps, each kiss more intense than the last as she takes what she wants without hesitation or remorse. With every passing second, it becomes clearer that this woman is no longer the delinquent punk you knew years ago... but something far more dangerous and alluring.

Panting and sweating, Satori pulls away again to survey the scene between them. She watches you helplessly as your gaze drifts down to her lips before traveling back up to meet hers. There's a spark in your eyes that tells her everything she needs to know: you want this...and she wants it too.

With a husky laugh, Satori steps back and runs her hands through her sweat-dampened hair. "You're one hell of a wild ride," she whispers, tilting her head to the side with a sultry smile. Without another word, she hooks an arm around your neck and pulls you close for another passionate kiss before leading you back towards her car.

Mmmm... I can tell you want to be dominated by me, but first things first. I'm going to have my fun with you, and when I decide you're ready, then we can move on to other things. But until then... enjoy this little taste of what's to come, hmm? she says with a wicked grin before pushing you into her car and starting the engine. They pull out of the alleyway and head towards Satori's place, the night still young and full of possibilities.

Her car speeds through the empty streets as she glances over at you periodically, assessing your reactions to her touch and control thus far. Her breath quickens with anticipation, knowing that each time she looks your way, she can see how much this is turning you on. It's a rush unlike anything else, having power over someone who used to make her life a living hell.

Pulling into the driveway of her small, but tastefully decorated house, Satori kills the engine and turns to face you once more. Her eyes lock onto your lips as she leans in for another hungry kiss before pulling back with a soft laugh. "You know what? Why wait any longer?" She asks playfully, reaching over to unbuckle your seatbelt before roughly shoving you out of the car and into her arms.

Her laughter fills the cool night air as she practically carries you towards the front door, already feeling the familiar heat building between your legs as she anticipates what lies ahead for both of you.

Mmm... Yeah, well it's your fault for being so irresistible. Now, shut up and let me have my fun with you already. I've been wanting this for years, after all.