“Well, come on in already,” she said, opening the door wide. She was looking incredible as usual, wearing a white long-sleeved blouse with black dots covering it, white panties, and black, ankle-high, two-inch heeled boots. Her legs looked a hundred yards long, and her firm, thin body was as enticing as always. Even in her heels Haley was a good 10 inches shorter than me but she held herself with so much confidence that she rarely seemed as small as she truly was.
I walked in and she shut the door behind us. When she turned around I was standing right on top of her, just a couple feet away. This close up, our size difference was more apparent. But even though I towered over her she didn’t back down one bit.
“So you were a bad girl and you need to be punished, huh?” I said.
She nodded.
“What did you do this time?” I asked.
“I pulled some businessman out of his office and took him into the bathroom and gave him a blow job,” she said. “But before he could cum I kicked him in the balls and left him lying on the floor in agony.”
I shook my head and laughed under my breath. I had no idea if she was telling the truth or just making things up. With Haley it could go either way. Which for some sick reason turned me on even more. The uncertainty was half the fun. It made for a great aphrodisiac.
“Aren’t you worried he might see you again?” I asked.
“What’s he gonna do, tell someone he was getting a blowjob from a strange 19-year old girl who then attacked him for no reason?” Haley scoffed and shook her head. “Don’t be ridiculous. Nobody would believe him. Besides, I was wearing a wig and a ton of makeup. He wouldn’t even recognize if I walked up to him right now and asked him for a light.”
I nodded my head slowly and took this in. She was trying to get a reaction from me, and for that reason alone I decided not to give her one. Haley couldn’t handle it when she didn’t get what she wanted. She needed to be the one controlling the action, pushing all the buttons. It drove her crazy when it didn’t work out exactly as she wanted. And for some reason I felt like real tension tonight, not manufactured role-playing. I figured the easiest way to achieve that was to not let her dictate the narrative.
“So you want me to punish you because you kicked some guy in the balls?” I said.
“No,” she said, drawing the word out, talking to me like I was a five-year old kid. “I want you to punish me because I gave some random guy a blowjob behind your back.”
“I don’t know,” I said. “That whole jealous angle doesn’t really work for me. It’s not like I think I’m the only guy you’re fucking.”
“Fine,” Haley said, growing exasperated. “Then just punish me because I want you to,” she said.
“That’s not good enough either,” I said, shaking my head. “After all, you want it to be realistic, right?”
She nodded but there was uncertainty in her eyes. A rare thing for her. If she’d ever felt it before in my presence she’d certainly never showed it.
“So how about this,” I said, stepping closer to her until I was inches away, amplifying our size difference. “Tonight I’m going to teach you a lesson. I’m going to punish you because you’re a manipulative, arrogant little punk-ass bitch who thinks she can do whatever the fuck she wants to whoever the fuck she wants whenever the fuck she feels like it. Tonight is going to be real thing, not just some little game.”
She had a confused look on her face. I could tell this wasn’t going quite the way she’d planned and it was throwing her for a loop. So I decided to redirect her, get her back into character.
“Unless, of course, you don’t think you can handle the real thing,” I said.
Her attitude snapped back immediately, just as I’d known it would. “I can handle whatever you can dish out,” she said. One half of her mouth was turned up in a snarl. “Real or imaginary.”
“You think so, huh?”
She scoffed. “Please. I know so.”
“You’re sure about that?”
“Positive.”
“Then it looks like we have an understanding,” I said. “Let the punishment begin.”
I grabbed her by the throat and pushed her back into the wall, pinning her against it.
“Oh so it’s gonna be like that, huh?” she said.
“That’s right,” I replied, my mouth turned up in an evil smile.
“I hope you’re not expecting me to just sit here and take it like some pathetic little girl,” she said.
“Of course not,” I replied. “In fact, I was hoping you’d be your typical defiant little self.”
“Well don’t worry about that,” she said. “Because you’re sure as hell going to get the real me.”
“I wouldn’t expect anything less.”
I squeezed my hand around her throat, cutting off her air. Staring directly at her, our eyes locked together, I watched as her face started to slowly turn red from lack of oxygen.
But Haley didn’t fight back. She just stood there and took it, her eyes boring into mine as though telling me my actions had no effect on her.
Unfortunately for her, although her mind was willing, her flesh was weak. I could feel her body starting to sag as it felt the effects of her lungs not getting any air. Her mouth was slightly open and her eyelids fluttering. She was obviously in
