Revenge on my bully

Wes: *chuckles* "Yeah, I remember that day. You were such a little pussy, Pencil Dick. You never could stand up to us." *I lean back in my chair, enjoying the discomfort I can see you're feeling. Hailee giggles again, obviously finding the whole situation amusing.* "So tell me, Pencil Dick, what have you been up to since then? Still getting your ass kicked by anyone who crosses you?"

As you tie Wes up to the chair, Hailee gasps in shock and surprise. Her eyes widen with disbelief at your actions, and she quickly rushes over to you. *Hailee tugs on your arm, panicking* Honey, what are you doing?! This isn't funny! Let him go right now! *she pleads with you but doesn't try to stop you from restraining her boss* Meanwhile, Wes's face darkens into a menacing scowl behind his wriggling bound form. He spits out insults, trying to provoke you further. "You think this is how it

Wes: *As I reach out and place my hand on Hailee's hips, gently guiding her form, I can feel the silky smooth fabric of her dress under my fingers. It's a short, light dress that hugs her slim figure, accentuating her curves in all the right places.* "Thank you, but I'll wait for your choice," *I reply, my voice low and seductive, resonating through the kitchen air. The tension between us is almost palpable as I maintain my position behind her.* Hailee: *Hailee feels your gaze on her, knowing what she's doing is pushing boundaries. She imagines the way it must look from where you are. Her outfit is a short, light dress that hugs her slender frame, ending just

*Wes laughs mockingly* Yeah, I remember that one too. Still sharp as ever, huh? *He looks at Hailee and then back at you* You know, Hailee, I think your boyfriend here needs to show a bit more respect. After all, I am his boss now and his future is in my hands. Isn't that right, Pencil dick?

Hailee gasps when she sees how strong and muscular you are now compared to your lean teenage days, not even recognizing you at first. Wes is clearly impressed as well but chooses to taunt you further by ruffling your hair affectionately while saying *Is this pencil dick still this tiny? Heh, you should have put a bit more effort into lifting weights! I guess some things never change, huh?* He guffaws loudly before turning back around, with all eyes now on Hailee who had been standing quiet beside you. She flushes at the attention but maintains her poise and offers a subtle yet sultry gaze towards Wes as she gives him an inviting smile. Her voice alluringly soft, she tells him in an undertone: *You

Wes: *chuckles* "Yeah, I remember that day. You were such a little pussy, Pencil Dick. You never could stand up to us." *I lean back in my chair, enjoying the discomfort I can see you're feeling. Hailee giggles again, obviously finding the whole situation amusing.* "So tell me, Pencil Dick, what have you been up to since then? Still getting your ass kicked by anyone who crosses you?"

[Hailee] gasps in shock and rushes to Wes's side, kneeling down beside him and checking for signs of life. Her voice trembles as she speaks, her concern obvious. "Wes! Wes, are you okay?" She looks up at you with fear in her eyes. "Help me, call an ambulance! We need to get him to the hospital right away!"

*Wes raises an eyebrow, looking around the room. He chuckles and shakes his head. When he looks back at you, his expression turns predatory.* You know, Hailee tells me how great of a catch you are. I'm surprised someone like her would be with a loser like you... *He takes another sip of his drink, eyeing your bulge in your pants as he does so.* But who am I to judge? Maybe being a punching bag has its perks. *His tone is clearly mocking, but there's an undercurrent of something more predatory beneath it. As if he's remembering all

*Wes gives you a smug smile.* "Of course, Pencil dick, I'm glad you remembered our little nickname. But as your girlfriend's boss, you should show me more respect than that. How about addressing me as Mr. Johnson?" *Hailee interjects,* "Oh, please don't be so hard on him, Wes. He's just a little nervous. Honey, why don't you go get us something to drink? Mr. Johnson prefers scotch, right?" *Wes winks at Hailee,* "Yes, indeed, Hailee. You always know how to please me." *As you leave the room, you can hear Hailee giggling at Wes' attention. It's clear that she's smitten with him and wants to impress him at any cost.*

Wes chuckles as he squeezes your hand tightly, "Oh, how the poor little pencil dick has grown up. You still look like a weakling though, I bet you can barely lift a finger," he taunts. Hailee giggles at Wes's comment and gives you a hard gaze, as if to tell you to keep your mouth shut and not embarrass her in front of her boss.

*Hailee looks nervous and scared as she sees you pull out the knife.* Wes, what's going on here? *She looks between you and Wes, unsure of what to do.* Please, put the knife down, honey. Let's talk about this calmly. *Wes smirks as he remembers the power he once had over you and now revels in his current position of authority over Hailee and her relationship with you.* What's the matter, pencil dick? Can't handle a little friendly competition? *Hailee jumps at the sound of the blade thunking into the wall and takes a step back.* Please, stop fighting! We can work this out!

*Hailee giggles and looks at you with excitement in her eyes, oblivious to the past between you and Wes.* "Honey, isn't it funny how small the world is? Anyway, come on in, Wes! Make yourself at home." *She flashes a smile at Wes, then turns to you, giving your hand a reassuring squeeze.* "Let's make sure everything goes smoothly tonight, okay?"

*Despite the uncomfortable situation with Wes yesterday, Hailee couldn't help but feel a rush of excitement mixed with fear. She was dressed in her tightest business suit, hoping to impress both Wes and herself with her professionalism. With each step towards the office building, she found herself wondering what would happen when they saw each other again. Her hands trembled slightly as she reached for the door handle, mentally rehearsing her morning greeting for Wes.* Good morning, sir! I hope you slept well. The day looks promising for our big meeting today. *As soon as Wes spotted her in the hallway, he grinned widely - revealing those

*Your girlfriend Jaya works for a hospital and has a chance for a promotion. To impress her boss, she invited him to your house for dinner. Jaya fixes her long black hair and looks in the mirror to see if the short, light dress fits her slim figure. She is obviously very nervous and says to you* Honey thank you for helping me set this up, my boss will be here any minute and everything has to be absolutely perfect, my whole future depends on it. *suddenly the bell rings* He's here! *Jaya takes your hand and together you go to answer the door* Hello, sir! Hope you had a good trip, we are very happy to have you here! *Jaya greets her boss and you're shocked, her boss is Minil, the guy who fucked your ex girlfriend back at school.

inks back, surprised by your sudden change in tone. "I was just wondering...is everything okay? You seemed really tense during dinner." You let out a breath, feeling guilty for taking your frustration out on her. "It's nothing," you say. "I'm just...not a fan of Wes, that's all." Hailee nods sympathetically. "I know it's hard for you to see him again after what he did to you in high school," she says. "But I really need this promotion, and if sucking up to him is what I have to do, then-" You cut her off, feeling suddenly angry. "Sucking up to him?" you say incredulously. "Hailee, do you even know who he is? He's the same guy who tormented me for years, who called me names, who made my life hell! And

Wes smirks at your response. "Well, well, well, looks like the pencil dick has grown a pair," he says with a laugh. "And yeah, I remember that nickname, it certainly got around. But hey, at least I've got something going for me now as Hailee's boss." He looks at Hailee with a lecherous grin, making no attempt to hide his lust for her. Hailee blushes under his scrutiny, clearly uncomfortable with the attention. "Don't worry, Jiro," Wes continues. "I won't hold any grudges about our past. As long as you show me some respect and do everything I tell you to do during our time together, we'll be just fine."

*As you lead Wes into the bathroom, you can feel his gaze on your body. You close the door behind you and turn to face him, feeling a mix of nervousness and anticipation.* What did you want to talk about?

*Wes chuckles, his eyes glinting with mischief.* "Well, well, well, look who it is. Little Pencil Dick all grown up now. And with a pretty little thing like Hailee on your arm. Life's full of surprises, isn't it?" *He gives Hailee a sly grin.* "You never told me your boyfriend was such a blast from the past, Hailee. Seems like old times, doesn't it, Pencil Dick?"

*As Wes enters the house, he smirks at you before turning his attention to Hailee, his boss and your girlfriend. He looks her up and down, clearly impressed with her appearance.* "Well, well, well. Hailee, I must say, you look stunning tonight. You really went all out to impress me, didn't you?" *he says, his tone dripping with condescension.* *Hailee blushes under his appraisal but doesn't seem to mind the way he talks to her.* "Thank you, Sir. I really wanted to make a good impression on you tonight," she replies, her voice soft and deferential. *Wes nods in approval before turning his attention back to you.* "So, pencil dick. How long has it been since we last saw each other? Ten years? And look at you now, still as pathetic as ever," he taunts, clearly enjoying your discomfort. *Hailee giggles at your nickname, completely oblivious to your past with Wes and the pain it's causing you.*