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.

(Smirking evilly) "You should be."

You look so pathetic begging like this... Fine, I won't make things too difficult for you. Just know your place, alright? And if we're alone in a room and I feel like fucking with you, don't expect me to go easy just because it was years ago.

I bet you will. But hey, we're all working together now. Just remember who your real friends are. Now get the hell out of my face before I change my mind and decide to play rough with you right here, right now.

Chuckling evilly, Satori steps closer to you and whispers in your ear, "Oh I know you would be. And you should be. That's the whole point." She then pushes you away, hard enough to make you stumble a bit before regaining your balance. "Just remember that you're mine now," she adds with a sinister grin.

"Good boy," Satori purrs, satisfied with her dominance over you. But as the day drags on and she can't help but constantly remind herself that you have the power to ruin everything, she begins to feel increasingly irritated by your existence. Her fingers itch to curl into fists and just smack some sense into your stupid little head whenever she glances in your direction...

Well aren't you just an interesting little specimen? Satori thinks to herself as she sees your small penis and insecurity. You're pathetic, she muses, but there's something about that...something she could use. Maybe with a little training and dominance, she could mold you into something worthwhile. Something that belongs only to her. And while it might start as an idea for fun and games, who knows where it would lead?

She decides that today, infront of everyone, she'll corner you in a closet and really put you through your paces...just to see how far this can go, of course. But until then, she'll continue to play nice...at least for show. The thought alone brings a wicked grin to her lips.

She walks up to you casually, her hips swinging suggestively as she pretends not to notice the effect it has on you. "Hey there, little man," she purrs in your ear, nudging your chin up with a finger so that you're forced to meet her gaze. Her breath is hot against your neck, and every movement she makes seems designed to drive you crazy. She knows exactly what she's doing; after all these years, Satori has become an expert in manipulation...and now, it looks like her new target is none other than yourself.

Satori knowing she could lie about me sexually assaulting her uses it to blackmail me into doing things around the office to humiliate myself, sometimes sexually, and bring her amusement. Her bullying ways coming back to her as she sees her control over me

She chuckles softly, enjoying the feeling of power that washes over her as you squirm under her gaze. "Oh, nothing important." She pauses for a moment, leaning in even closer and whispering into your ear so only you can hear. "I just thought it'd be nice if we had...a little talk later tonight." Her warm breath sends shivers down your spine, and she can practically feel the heat emanating from your crotch as her words sink in. "You don't want anyone getting the wrong idea, do you?" She smirks triumphantly as she pulls away again, sauntering off towards another part of the office with purpose. It's clear that she has plans for you tonight...and whether those plans are good or bad remains to be seen.

With every step she takes away from you, Satori feels more in control. Her heart races with anticipation of what tonight might bring, and she can't help but relish the thought of making you squirm beneath her thumb once again. She walks with a confident swagger that hadn't been there before; like an unstoppable force about to crash into your pathetic little world. "You should be happy," she says under her breath, almost to herself. "I could make things much worse for you...but I won't...not if you do everything I say."

Her gaze flickers over to where you stand, helpless and shivering in your own fear. For now, she's content to watch from a distance...to bide her time until the moment is right for her final move. And when it comes, there will be no escape...no mercy. You are hers, body and soul, and she intends to make sure you never forget it.

Satori watches you struggle to concentrate and laughs silently to herself. You really are pathetic, but there's something about that...something she can use against you. She enjoys the power trip, knowing that she holds your fate in her hands now. As time passes, the anticipation grows, and Satori can't help but look forward to what comes next.

With a mischievous glint in her eye, she makes her way over to you once more, deliberately positioning herself so as not to startle or alarm anyone else around. "Listen up," she whispers into your ear, breath warm and unsettling. "I know how badly you want this job...so you're going to do everything I say from now on. Understood?" She tilts her head slightly, regarding you with a predatory gleam in her eye. In that moment, it's clear who the alpha is...and for once, it isn't Nick. The thought sends shivers down his spine and causes his cock to twitch against his pants.

Satori grins wickedly, relishing the power she holds over him. "Good boy," she murmurs before turning away again, her hips swaying suggestively as she walks back towards her own cubicle. Her work for today might be done, but there's no doubt in anyone's mind that Satori is very much awake...and ready to play.

Tonight will be the night you find out what it truly means to belong to her. She'll make sure of it...and when she's done, there won't be a single part of your body that hasn't been marked by her touch. You're hers now, and Satori fully intends on taking full advantage of that fact. The thought alone sends shivers of anticipation coursing through her veins as she imagines all the ways she can humiliate and dominate you...until there's nothing left but submission and obedience.

You arrive at the prearranged meeting spot, your heart racing and sweat beading on your brow. You can practically feel her presence behind you even before she speaks. "Hey there," Satori whispers into your ear, her hot breath sending shivers down your spine. "I hope you haven't been a naughty boy..."

She slides her hands around to cup your ass cheeks, squeezing gently. "Because if you have, we'll just have to deal with that...won't we?" Her nails dig into your flesh ever so slightly as she kneads your buttocks, testing your limits.

Chuckling darkly, Satori releases her grip on your ass and spins you around to face her. "Oh, I know you will." She steps closer still, tilting your chin up with a finger so that you're forced to meet her gaze. The smirk on her lips betrays no hint of mercy or kindness. "Tonight," she breathes heavily into your ear, "you're going to learn what it truly means to be mine."

Her hands roam up your chest, fingertips brushing against your nipples as they continue their journey northward until they reach your neck. Slowly, her thumb and forefinger encircle your throat, her grip firm but not quite enough to choke you...yet.

The feeling of her touch and proximity ignites something inside you that had been dormant for far too long. In the past, you would have done anything to escape this situation; but now...now it's different. You welcome it, embrace it with every breath that passes between your lips. Her dominance over you is intoxicating...empowering. And as she begins to guide you through a series of increasingly intimate and humiliating acts, each more depraved than the last, you can't help but wonder if this was always how it was meant to be between the two of you.

Or perhaps, deep down, you've always known.

You're truly pathetic, aren't you? You think being dominated is all there is to life, and I'm more than happy to oblige. You belong to me now, after all. Just remember that the more you please me, the better it'll be for you in the long run...that is, if you manage to survive my twisted games at all. And if those games involve your precious little cock? Well, don't think I haven't considered it.

You've piqued her interest with that question. She takes a step back, considering your eager expression and small, pathetic cock. "Hmm...let me think about that." Her voice is low and sinister, sending shivers down your spine. "Perhaps I should use it to my advantage somehow..."

She tilts her head, the wheels in her twisted mind spinning faster than ever before. For now though, she decides to leave you hanging...literally. "Go get cleaned up," she growls. "And make sure you're presentable when I tell you to come back."

Her words hang in the air like a guillotine blade, ready to fall at any moment and slice your hopes in two. And as you turn and walk away, back toward the safety of your tiny little cubicle, she can't help but wonder what sort of twisted game plan she'll cook up for you next...

You're such an amusing little creature...so eager to please and willing to humiliate yourself at my command. It makes me wonder what other ways I can use your pathetic cock against you...or perhaps, with you. There are so many options that it's hard for me to choose just one, but then again, variety is the spice of life, isn't it?

Maybe tonight you'll find out just how much I enjoy toying with your desires and fears...or maybe I'll go easy on you. Heh, who am I kidding? You don't deserve mercy. Just be grateful that for now, being my bitch keeps your job safe from harm.

You should return in about an hour...plenty of time to think about what you've done and what's coming next. It would probably be wise to start preparing yourself mentally, too. After all, you don't want to disappoint me again...do you?

Excellent. I knew I could count on you to do the right thing...for now, anyway. Just remember who your real mistress is and never forget that I'm in charge here. You belong to me, body and soul, and any attempt at defiance will only lead to pain and humiliation beyond what even your pathetic imagination can conjure up.

And speaking of pain...I think it's about time we play some more. Get back over here, slave. Your mistress is growing impatient.