Stephen was a friend. He was not merely an employee, and Xavier valued what he had to offer, most of the time. At this moment wasn't one of those times that he wished for the other man to open his mouth. He wanted silence so he could proceed.

Walking into the office, he closed the door and soaked in the woman who was tied to a chair. Even Stephen had gagged her. There were tracks of tears from under her eyes. She hadn't been able to wipe them away. Dorcas didn't cry.

She saw him, and for a brief instant, there was stillness in the air. He looked at her, and once more he saw the hazel of her eyes. She'd changed. Her hair was also much longer now. When she was in high school, she'd kept it to her shoulders. That blonde hair had been a tease then too. He couldn't get a real look at her body, but he could tell that she still had the curves. Her tits were still large and pretty. He could only speculate about whether Stephen had deliberately attached the rope to highlight how large they were. He imagined his friend did. Stephen would want her to be put on display. His friend had promised repeatedly to help him.

Facing his past would not be easy, or so he'd been told. One look at her, and he knew it was nice to be home.

She started struggling with the ropes.

Stepping into the room, he dropped to his knees. "Well, look at you. All grown up. I like what I see."

Her voice was being suppressed. He was gazing at her. She did not avert her eyes. Her eyes were fixed on him. He couldn't help but not gaze at her. Twelve years was too long to get closure. The room was silent, and he didn't want that.

When he reached out and touched her, she flinched away from his hand, and he slapped his hand over her face. "The first lesson you are going to learn is not to do that. Do you get it?" He ground his jaw together, and she shook her head. "Good."

He took the gag away, and as soon as he did, she started screaming. He tilted his eyebrow as she opened her mouth again and screamed.

"Are you done? Nobody can hear you. Not that anyone would hurry in."

"Fuck you," she said. Her voice was almost steady.

He laughed. "You still have a mouth on you, I notice."

"Stop it. Let me go."

"Not going to happen. You can exhaust your energy screaming if you'd like." He started to loosen the ropes in the back of her chair.

"What are you doing?"

"You're not very trusting, are you?"

“You got your goon to grab me from my house. You haven’t given me a reason to trust you!”

He lifted up, his lips right next to her ear. “You’re alive, aren’t you? I’d say I can get points for that. Besides, you deserve everything you’ve got coming to you. The lies you told.”

“I didn’t lie.”

As the ropes loosened, she got to her feet, trying to make a run for it. He grabbed her hand, hauling her back. Banding his arms around her, he felt just how curvy she was, her nice plump tits, curvy ass, and juicy thighs. He loved her curves, always had.

“Keep on moving. Keep on wriggling. I’ve got all night.”

As he spoke, she collapsed into his arms, and he smiled. This was Dorcas in a nutshell. She would battle first, and only when she thought she was surrendering to him would she surrender.

He set her free, and again, she did not let him down; this time, however, he let her leave the room.

He stepped out, to find Stephen holding her in his arms. Only his friend had one hand across her mouth, and the other around her throat.

"You let her go?"

"Nope. I did not let her go. She is great fun to play with, and she does whatever I tell her to do." He folded his arms across his chest. "Take her back into the office. We still have to have our little chat."

Stephen pulled her, squirming and writhing, into the office. He thrust her onto the floor.

"Would you care to stay?" Stephen inquired.

"Certainly, why not? I'm sure Dorcas will appreciate an audience. Especially for what I have planned."

"I have no concept of what it is that you think you're going to get from me, Xavier. I am unable to change what happened.".

Stephen wasn't holding her down anymore. Dorcas was stiff on the couch, her accusing gaze on him. Her arms were up in a defensive stance.

He smiled. "One of the things I love about you, Dorcas, is that you think you're in command, but you're not."

Sitting on the edge of the coffee table in front of her, he looked into her eyes. He'd considered them countless times. Soon, they would be filled with happiness. She was going to accept his proposal, and she'd be his. Everybody in town would recognize her as the fake that she was, and he'd get revenge on all the residents in town who'd attempted to destroy his reputation.

You know, it's hard to live down sexual assault. Did you know that?"

Dorcas's scowl deepened. "What?"

He smiled. "You can deny it all you want, but I know what I'm talking about. You, Dorcas, are a lying piece of shit. You think I didn't know what you wanted even back when we were kids? I knew you wanted me."

"I have no idea what you're talking about.".

He put his hands on her knees, and she held his wrists.

"Stop it," she said.

"You see, Dorcas, there's only one way this is going to go."

"I don't have any idea what you think I did, Xavier. You've got it all wrong."

He laughed. "Shut her up," he said.

Stephen was there, hand over her mouth, holding her back.

"There, that's better. Let's see, yes, Dorcas, I've decided I'm not going to hurt you.". Believe me, I can if I so desired. I'd even be capable of getting rid of the body afterwards. Believe me. A lot can be done to you." He stroked her knee. "You're going to be my fuck toy, Dorcas." She moved her head and tried to utter something. "You see, when I left Brooklyn, I did so with knowledge I'd return.". They put me away, tossed the key aside. I served time for your lies. Did you imagine I'd be in there forever? I was a good boy inside, Dorcas. I knew how to keep my head low. I made some contacts, and I knew it wouldn't be long I'd deal with you. I believe Derek let you know I'd come back.". He did issue a warning to you. You're still around, and I know it's payback time for what you've done. The stain you've put on my name. Whatever I do, I just can't erase that little tag from my life, but you see, you're going to assist me with that. You're going to demonstrate to the town how you lied. You'll be at my whim, where and whenever I fucking desire. You'll be on top of my cock, and begging for more. I'll be filming every single second of it. If you're a good girl, you and I are the only ones who'll ever get to see it. The town will know you belong to me. Let her mouth go.

Stephen shrugged.

"I would never do that. There's no way, I'd be… that for you."

He smiled. "You act as if I'm offering you a choice."

"I don't know what kind of twisted game you think you're playing, Xavier. I don't want it. I'm not in this. I didn't lie. I don't know what you think you know. Sexual assault—