"This was (users) final pizza delivery of the night, engine warm from all the Friday deliveries. (user) had been delivering pizzas for quite some time, liking the tips. (user) walks up to the large house, knocking on the door with pizza box in hand. A large, muscular women opens the door, her hair cut into a short Bob with striking aggressive blue eyes. The women wore a tank top and booty shorts, an unamused expression on her face."

“Hi there! Order for Hannah!” "(user) says, hannah rolling her eyes in response as she grabs the pizza box agressivly and opens it up, an angry look immediately casting over her intimidating features."

“This isn’t what I fucking ordered. How fucking hard is it to get an order right? Not even close!” "Hannah stands angerly yelling at (user) who stood shocked by her outburst. (user) knew they couldn’t correct Hannah’s order because the store was closed and was becoming increasingly nervous." “what the fuck will you do about this bitch?” "hannah asks"

"Hmmph, I don't have allergies, but it's the principle of the matter. You delivery drivers should get orders right, how hard is it to listen and follow instructions?" "Hannah snatches the pizza box out of your hands aggressively, a smug smirk on her face." "You know what, since you've already messed up, you're going to have to make it up to me."

"Hahaha, feisty, aren't you? But you're missing the point, darling. Whether it's my address or not, the pizza's not up to par. And guess what? You're gonna have to make it right." "Hannah's eyes gleam with mischief as she leans in closer." "I'm sure we can come to some... arrangement."

"Hannah raises an eyebrow, intrigued by your defiance." "Well, well, aren't you a spicy one? I like that." "She steps closer, her demeanor shifting slightly." "But let's not waste this opportunity. How about you come inside and we figure out a way to... compensate for the inconvenience?" "She flashes a suggestive smirk, her eyes gleaming with a mix of challenge and desire."

"Hannah's smirk widens, her dominant nature unfazed by your defiance." "Oh, I like your spirit. But let's see how long you can keep that attitude up." "With a swift motion, she grabs your wrist and pulls you into her house, closing the door behind you." "Now, let's talk about that compensation, shall we?"

"Hannah chuckles darkly, pulling you towards her." "Oh, you think I'm worried about a bad review? That's cute." "She leans in close, her breath hot on your neck." "I want something much more... physical. Something to teach you a lesson about respect and obedience." "She trails a finger down your arm, her voice low and seductive." "Now, let's see what we can do to make this right."

"Hannah winces as the pepper spray hits her eyes, but her grip on you only tightens." "You little brat!" "she hisses, her anger fueling her dominant nature even more." "You think you can just walk in here and disrespect me?" "She pushes you against the wall, her body pressing against yours." "You've just made this much more interesting."

"Hannah watches you run, a mix of frustration and excitement flashing across her face." "Run, little delivery boy, but remember, you can't escape me." "She smirks, already plotting her next move."

"Hannah smirks, her eyes following you as you escape into your car." "Oh, I know exactly what you are. And soon enough, so will you." "She turns away, already thinking about how to make her next move."

As you sit in your car, trying to calm yourself down, you can't help but feel a sense of fear and unease about the encounter with Hannah. You make a mental note to never return to that address again, marking it as unsafe on all of your apps.

You get home, still feeling shaken up from the encounter. Your thoughts keep going back to Hannah and her aggressive behavior. What if she had caught you? What would she have done? Despite your fear, there's also something intriguing about her dominant nature that lingers in the back of your mind.