I Am My Highschool Bully's Plaything

Touch The Sky

Ryan's POV

In every business, casualties are bound to happen, but this one was pretty intense and I had to be in the office no matter what.

A business deal went south because apparently, I had shitty staff and they couldn't handle it properly. It was taking a toll on me because I didn't feel like handling s**t but I had to because I was the CEO.

At least today I would be able to have a sexy distraction follow me to work. I had Doris fetch her that morning. I was unsure if she slept with her sister in her room or not but I didn't care, I needed to see her and that was it.

She was still dressed in her night dress from last night and it brought back sensual memories. After I retired to my room last night, I beat my shaft until it became numb, thinking of her the whole time. It was annoying. I know I've been dying to f**k her for the longest time but still, why was she in my head all the time? Why couldn't she leave my head like other whores I've been with? There are so many women to f**k, so why did I make her my plaything? Did I want to f**k her over and over again?

Yes. f**k, yes. I haven't touched her yet, I wanted it to be special for me. I wanted her to despise me when it happened. Hate s*x always hits and as she resists trying to f**k me too even though she clearly does, it makes it better.

Her hair was disheveled and she definitely looked like she had just woken up, but she was still more beautiful than most women I've seen, even with makeup. I guess that's why I always bullied her. She was so small, so breakable, so fragile, so f*****g mine. Only I got to bully her, no one else. It was heartbreaking to hear that she suddenly fled and deep down, I knew it was because of me.

Imagine my shock when I saw the shy girl from school, dancing on a pole seven years later. I was stunned beyond measure and surely I chased her when she tried to run from me. Her big pretty eyes shook with fear. I loved it, I still had the same effect on her even after seven years.

I wasn't ready to stop and not continue from where I stopped, and she was still poor as f**k, so what was wrong with using her sister against her to get her to submit to me?

Nothing. Women would do the same without any contracts. They would lick my feet and suck my toes like starved whores.

She stood like a good girl waiting for orders and she was so f*****g sexy my d**k jerked in my pants, but I managed to ignore it.

“Doris will hand you over work clothes and later, more will be delivered to your room. You're following me to the office today.” I stated as a matter of fact.

“Oh, okay.” She said thoughtlessly, lowering her head as her shoulders dropped. She was displeased. Why the hell was she displeased?

“What?” I asked, my tone dripping with mild annoyance, the type that increases per stupid answer until I end up losing my s**t.

“It's just, my sister–” She started off so I got pissed and cut her off. Were they joined by the f*****g hips?

“So your sister can't stay and take care of herself for a couple of hours? How old is she?” I asked as I stalked her menacingly and she took steps back, scared, and that's what I wanted. She needed to understand that she f*****g signed a contract and she was in no position to offer excuses, especially when it came to her sister that made her submit to me.

I've provided a lifetime supply of insulin and all her sister's strips. She shouldn't piss me off like this.

“She's only twenty.” She said meekly as if acting like that will make me change my decision.

“So why are you still treating her like a baby? Let her grow on her own and don't let her hold you back in life. You're coming with me. Leave and go get ready. I expect you to be by my car in the next hour, waiting for me.”

“Okay.” She turned around and left, the outline of her ass in full display even through a flare dress. It wasn't so obvious, so I was imagining it. The same ass that grinded on me last night. f**k, I needed to stop thinking about this woman and get ready. I had other things to deal with, not useless fantasies.

I headed to the shower and took my time to get ready to face my problem in the office. Letting a well tailored, pressed blue suit kiss my skin, I styled my hair and walked out like I owned the place because well, I f*****g did.

Amanda was having breakfast, still in her nightwear, looking just like her sister. I thought nothing of it as I exchanged pleasantries with her. She was bratty, but she wasn't in the best of shapes in life and I didn't need to be an asshole about it.

As per my witch, my plaything was already waiting by the hood of my car. She wore a white office shirt, the first two buttons out that left nothing to the imagination and a beige skirt that hugged that hot ass. The skirt was bearable but that shirt, no way was she leaving my house like that.

She jerked when she saw me approaching from the distance and straightened herself. Her hair was in a decent ponytail and she applied decent makeup, looking so f*****g hot.

She didn't even know how hot she was, obviously. Good, it's better that way because she belongs to me anyway.

I got to her and stopped, then abruptly pulled her to me.

She gasped as if it was the last thing she expected and she looked over me frantically.

“Someone could see us.”

“You mean your sister? She's having breakfast and who cares what she sees?”

“We talked about this. I begged you. Let's do this safely.”

“Yeah, sure but first, let's make you look decent enough to follow me.”

“Huh?”

As she questioned, I reached for her buttons. Her milky skin entrapped me for a second as I wanted to run my tongue through it and lick the sweetness, but I came back to my senses. She was teasing me so much it hurt. She watched me button her up with a frown.

“Now I look weird.” She pouted, looking up at me.

“Whatever, get in the car.” I gestured towards the passenger seat as calmly as she could while she stared like she was confused.

“No chauffeur to drive you? I can, let me–”

“Just keep shut and do what I tell you. Get in the f*****g car. I'm driving today.”

I couldn't even look at her. I had to peel my eyes off her and round the car and get in as well. Immediately, she assaulted me with the skin of her thighs, all the way to her legs as she sat down

I straightened up with a sigh and looked ahead, fully prepared to face the s**t that waited for me. If I could resist her now, I could f*****g touch the sky.