-- This story contains themes of bullying, revenge, manipulation, humiliation, and reluctant bi. If they are not your thing, save yourself some time and move on. All involved characters are 18 years of age or older. --
Olivia Blake strolled into the high school cafeteria, her nose wrinkling at the stench of spilled milk and sweat-drenched gym bags. She tossed a wave to Daniel, her younger brother, before joining her friends at a nearby table. Though she wasn't the squeaky-clean prom queen, Olivia had a certain allure that commanded attention: dark hair tumbling down her back, a body that inspired thedirtythoughts.com accounts, and a collection of tattoos that had grown more elaborate with each disagreement with her parents.
Olivia's gaze shifted to two jocks - Chris and Jake - lingering by the vending machines. They were losers, had failed at least one or two grades over the years, and were now a couple of 18 year olds in a school full younger students.
They're picking on Daniel again, the fuckheads. She'd had enough of their bullshit. Heading straight to them, she let them have it.
"Having a nice little laugh, Chris? At my brother's expense, or did you add your own twist of pathetic?"
Chris shot her his most charming smile, the one that he liked to think made panties drop and parents swoon. "Olivia, babe, you here to save your brother again? How adorable," Chris jeered, his mouth curling in a sardonic grin. "Come on, I've told you, I may leave him alone for awhile if, you know.. you give me a little" Chris grinned smugly, simulating a hand job with his fist.
"As if," Olivia folded her arms across her large breasts. "Do you think I would be seen with someone like you?" Olivia raised a well-groomed eyebrow. "Because you can throw a football, or can push weaker kids around?"
Chris took an aggressive step forward, a vein pulsing on his neck. "Oh, I see. Now that you've gotten yourself some ink and tits, you think you're above all this?" He laughed an obnoxious, arrogant laugh. "Trust me, Olivia. You wouldn't regret it." Chris trailed a finger down her arm, a cunning look in his eyes. She felt goosebumps erupt, not out of desire, but disgust.
But his touch did spark an idea in her head. Or at least, some hint of an idea at least. A way she may be able to stop this once and for all.
"Look, Chris," her voice softened, and she looked around as if concerned someone may overhear. "I'm not saying you aren't attractive, in your own kind of way. And I admit, I've heard the stories around school about... " she paused shyly for effect. "How big you are." Olivia feigned breathlessness, biting her lower lip.
Chris's grin widened, his eyes glinting with a renewed intensity. "You heard right."
Jake stared at his friend in awe. "Dude, I think she's fucking with you."
Ignoring Jake, Chris grabbed Olivia's hand, placing it on his bulging crotch. "Feel for yourself, babe. I've got plenty to satisfy you," Chris sneered, thrusting his hips into Olivia's unwilling hand. Grit and determination coursed through her. Sex was a powerful tool, and she could easily use it to crush this man's cocky ego.
A devious smile flirted with her lips. "Ok, down boy," she teased. "It doesn't mean I'd want anyone to know about it. If anything happened, I mean." She shot a coy glance at Chris and dropped her voice. "And I may be into some kinky things. Things you may be a little too inexperienced for," She teased, her eyes now looking at his friend Jake.
"Jake, you look like the curious type. Maybe you'd be better suited for my particular likes?" She knew this would make Chris jealous. Guys like him had egos that hated to be challenged and needed constant stroking. In her experience, they were usually trying to compensate for something.
"Ok, listen," Olivia said, her voice low and secretive. She leaned in close to both boys. "It's no secret I think you guys are assholes. And it pisses me off that you tease my brother. But if I'm being honest, I have thought about it. You know, with the two of you at once."
Olivia continued, raising a calculated eyebrow. "Maybe we could come to some sort of arrangement. You know, if you guys are up for it?" Olivia murmured, locking eyes with Jake, who seemed frozen with a mix of shock and attraction.
Chris was at a loss for words and stood there with his mouth wide open.
"Ok," he said slowly, hardly believing what she was suggesting.
He glanced at Jake, who was still motionless, clearly shocked.
"What did you have in mind?" he asked, swallowing hard.
Olivia looked around the cafeteria once again, careful to not draw attention to them. She sighed loudly, as if resigning herself to her hidden desires.
"Well... what if you guys came by later tonight. My parents will be out to pick up Daniel at his band practice. Maybe..." she blushed and looked down nervously, before looking up at the boys and biting her lip. "Maybe you would like to come over? We could see what happens. I mean, I have a lot of kinky thoughts that go through my mind. If you guys aren't into it, then I understand. I'm sure I'll find someone willing at some point."
Olivia shrugged nonchalantly, suppressing a smile as she noticed the noticeable bulge in Chris' pants. "But seriously, I do need to get back to my friends now. No offense, but while I might be curious to fuck around with you guys, I don't really want to be seen with you. Especially in front of my brother."
Olivia lifted her chin to emphasize the request as she saw him squirm under the weight of her proposition. "Just let me know before you decide to leave, I need time to prepare and all. Alright?"
"Sure, I, uh, understand. Yeah, we-we'll let you know," Chris stammered, straining to maintain composure while his mind whirled with salacious thoughts and promises of unspoken pleasures.
Olivia smirked and turned away, leaving Chris and Jake aghast at the chance to partake in something they'd both fantasized about for quite some time.
After school, Olivia scurried home, prepared to enact a plan that would put an end to Daniel's bullies. She opened the door to the guest room and looked in. It was bland, with no distinguishable traits that she could see. Could be anywhere. This room would do nicely, she thought.
Just before her parents and Daniel shuffled to the car, she got a text message. It was from Chris.
"You still want it?" it read. Olivia could feel the cockiness in its tone and she rolled her eyes in disgust.
A sarcastic smile tugged at her lips, knowing she had successfully provoked their juvenile desires. Just to help avoid any backing out later, she wrote back:
"Yes, Chris. I still want it. But listen, maybe you guys aren't up for it. It's kind of kinky. Not all guys are confident enough to do this kind of stuff. It's ok if you want to back out." Olivia didn't want to leave any room for excuses.
Chris replied almost instantly, with an air of nonchalance, "Oh please, I can handle anything. What did you have in mind?"
Olivia's smile widened. "Fine. Be here around 8pm. It'll be fun, I promise. And make sure you bring Jake."
"Got it."
Olivia closed her phone and went to her room. She looked in the mirror and took a deep breath, thinking through the plan nervously. It wasn't too late to turn back, she thought. What if things went wrong?
No, she could handle them, she thought. And she needed to do this for Daniel. It killed her to see her little brother's self confidence eroded every day by these two douchebags.
She stripped down before changing into a short skirt and a short sleeve button up blouse. She messed up her hair a bit and looked in the mirror. She thought she looked like a brunette version of Brittany Spears.
