I have come a long way since high school. That small, powerless nerd had transformed into a successful and established programmer. Hitching my wagon to a young startup right out of college had also netted me a nice return on IPO. Enough that I had financial freedom.
So I'd left that job and turned to consulting, buying a house in a popular vacation town in the mountains. The house was far bigger than I needed, so I had multiple guest rooms - not that anyone ever really visited me, but the idea was nice.
Which led to a surprise DM from Sienna one day. Sienna was a girl from high school that used to be cruel to me. Teasing me about my late development, lack of social skills, and my general awkwardness. She was one of the most beautiful and popular girls in our class and had lived next to me for years. I guess she wanted to distance herself from the boy next door though and, in doing so, had helped make my time in high school even more miserable.
In the DM she acted as if none of that had happened, reminiscing about experiences we'd shared before high school and mentioning she'd heard I'd moved to my new town. Saying that she had planned a trip there and since I had a guest room, was there anyway she could stay with me - hotels being so expensive during the peak season.
I sat for a few minutes thinking about how I wanted to respond. I was a different person from back then. Perhaps she'd matured. At the very least I'd get to see around my pool in her bikini or maybe running around in skimpy pajamas. Even conservatively dressed as she was in her current pictures it was still easy to see her large, firm breasts and fit body. Or I could grow up from being an immature, leering little nerd infatuated with the pretty girl next door.
I decided to give her the benefit of the doubt. Something I would come to regret quickly.
She waved off me meeting her at the airport saying she had to rent a car anyways and showed up at my house late in the evening. Surprisingly with two extra friends that she'd hung around with back in school. That she hadn't mentioned would be coming.
She laughed it off. "It's like a free hotel for us while we visit the town. I'm sure you don't mind with such a big house. Why wouldn't you want us all to stay here?"
She was oblivious to my annoyance, although I could tell her friends were uncomfortable. They apologized after she set off to explore my home, admitting they thought she had gotten my permission and offering to try and find accommodations in town. They'd both been far kinder to me back then and I knew there was no way they'd find anything reasonable this time of the year. So I took them on a tour and then set them each up in their own room. While it bothered me being taken advantage of, it was nice to have guests.
Sienna continued to be rude to me as the days went on. She continued to make fun of me, recalling times back in high school that she'd tortured me, belittling my awkward behavior back then, and just dragging me back to that time I'd tried to forget. Her friends made conciliatory gestures, trying to get her to change the subject as they realized my discomfort before eventually growing more fed up and distancing themselves from her. Eventually, my patience ran out with her one morning.
As she was laughing about some memory that she looked much more fondly back on than I ever would I stood up, now towering over her unlike back then and spoke forcefully to her. "Sienna, enough! I invited you into my home despite the fact that you made my life a living hell back then. I've only ever shown you kindness and you repay me by being rude, belittling me, and taking advantage of my hospitality by inviting your friends without telling me. You've always been a little brat and someone needs to put you in your place or you'll never learn."
She just looked at me shocked, assessing me with new eyes. Instead of the powerless little nerd she remembered here was this authoritative man. I surprised her even more when I sat back down, dragging her down over my lap, before roughly grabbing her pajama bottoms and panties then pulling them down her legs and off, casting them aside. Her two friends looked on frozenly as I'd swiftly rendered her bottomless before us, abruptly changing the power dynamic between us. But I wasn't done yet.
My left hand firmly on her back, my right descended to quickly swat her ass. She gasped as I continued to spank her in the middle of my kitchen, in front of her friends, like she was a disobedient child. Her bottom turned red under my hand as I admonished her. "Unlike you, I have changed since high school. I won't accept this type of behaviour in my own home. Nor will I accept you taking advantage of me anymore. I deserve and expect to be treated with respect."
After I finished punishing her I rose up, taking her with me. She stood there stunned as I laid out the repercussions of her actions going forward. She made no effort to retrieve her clothes, just standing bare from the waist down as I laid into her. "This is not your friend's fault and they've been nothing but gracious, so they can stay. But I expect you to leave within the hour. I don't care if you can't find someplace else to stay just like you didn't care about how you treated me or my home."
In an instant, her face crumbled and her lips quivered. She dropped to her knees, looking up to me with pleading eyes. "I'm so sorry. I'll behave. Please don't kick me out. There's no way I can afford a hotel in town and my flight isn't for days. I'll do anything, please!"
I'll have to admit the sight of my former tormentor bottomless on her knees before me begging for my mercy turned me on. I'd developed a kink since high school of being dominant in my relationships, getting off on my partners consenting to submit to me. I don't think she even realized the show she was giving. The spanking and dominance I'd displayed over her turned her on as well apparently, made obvious by the twin peaks her excited nipples made in her t-shirt, the only clothing she was currently wearing. I decided to see how this played out with a little encouragement.
"Sienna, in the years since high school I've found that little brats like you do it because, secretly, they want to be dominated and controlled by a firm hand. They want a strong partner to punish them when they misbehave and put them in line. They get off on testing the limits and patience of their Sir. I think you are one of those women. So, if you want to stay here things are going to change."
"First, you're going to strip off your shirt and hand it to me. My submissives aren't allowed clothing unless I give it to them. And I won't be allowing you any unless I decide we're going out. Maybe not even then."
"Second, you're going to go to your room, pack up the rest of your clothes, then come back and surrender them to me. I'll lock them away and you will spend the rest of your time on my property nude. Yes, I said property, not home. If you want to or I order you to use the pool or go into the backyard you'll do it wearing nothing but your skin. You're not allowed to cover yourself with even your hands. You're to display yourself like the bad little girl you are."
"Finally, I talked about ordering you. I will be and you will follow them without question or pause, or you'll be punished. No matter how humiliating or degrading. If you behave I'll be kind and only push the edges of your limits carefully. If you continue to misbehave I have no problem dragging you out to my front curb and making you lay out and touch yourself while I let all my neighbors watch. They are familiar and accepting of my kinks and will have no problem leering at and recording you while you debase yourself for their gratification."
