On the rooftop

I couldn't help but feel a bit anxious, waiting for Gina to arrive. Was Gina plotting something? My mind raced with possibilities of what Gina could be up to. I felt a rush of relief and excitement as I saw Gina approaching from the stairs, her dark hair swaying gently around her shoulders.

"G... g... good... er... even... Good evening, Gina," I managed to say, my voice cracking slightly under the weight of my nerves.

Those nerves probably made Gina take me less seriously.

“Good evening,” she greeted back. “Listen I think we got off the wrong foot this morning. As a matter of fact, I always admired you and your grades.”

Really?

"That's...really kind of you, Gina. I guess I misunderstood your intentions earlier. Thanks for clearing the air."

Gina smiled and took a step closer to me, "Of course! You deserve it!"

Somehow, Gina's clumsy attempts to get on my good side, made me less nervous.

“Really?” I asked with a smile. “The truth now.”

"Forgive my impudence, but I do believe you are quite overweight. I also don't really know you, but given your glasses and overall homely appearance I assumed you probably had good grades."

It didn't seem possible for someone to be that clueless, even if she was a part of the popular crowd.

“So, you don't even know who I am.” My smile wavered. “Do you know how often you and your friends really made things tough on me last year. It was terrible."

“I don't know, how many loaves of bread have you eaten in your lifetime?”

"Wait, was that a JoJo reference?" I asked. "Are you a closet geek?"

"What?! No!"

"Well, you did just make a reference to JoJo's Bizarre Adventure, which is pretty geeky." I shrugged. “So, as amusing has this situation is. Why don't you tell me what exactly is going on?”

I listened intently as Gina explained about her curse.

“A... curse huh.” I adjusted my glasses. It was difficult for me to comprehend how such a thing could exist. “To be frank I find that highly doubtful."

"Well," Gina replied, looking a bit uncertain herself. "It might sound far-fetched, but I'm telling you the truth."

"Well, I can't think of any other explanation."

The thought that it might be Gina's subconscious desire for atonement was impossible because if Gina had a conscience, she never would have done anything bad ever. A literal curse was actually more believable.

"Alright, let's say for a moment that this curse is real. It doesn't change anything about what you've already done. You still owe me for all those pranks and bullying."

Gina didn't really like that tone in my voice. “If... I have offended you I am sorry.”

I sighed. It was clear that Gina didn't really understand the gravity of her actions. "I'm not talking about a personal offense. You and your friends made my life miserable. People like you don't just get a pass with a 'sorry.' You have to make things right."

"Alright, I get it."

“Gina dear...pray tell me. What would you do if your curse gets lifted?”

“I would do my utmost do make your life a living hell. You would rue the day you crossed my path and **** me to shove that candy bar up my ass.”

“I thought so,” I smiled. “Please strip for me.”

Gina unable to resist immediately started to. I couldn't help but feel a bit of satisfaction as I watched Gina's embarrassment. She stood there, naked and humiliated, tears streaming down her face. To her horror she noticed that I took a video of her.

I laughed. "You didn't think I would let this moment go by without documenting it, did you?"

"N...no!" Gina whimpered, her cheeks flushing even redder. "But please, I'm sorry! I'll do anything to make it up to you!"

I smirked. "I think we both know that's not true."

As Gina hung her head in shame, tears streaming down her cheeks, I took one more moment to enjoy this sudden power I had over her. She looked so pathetic standing there, naked and trembling before me. She was truly at my mercy now.

"Please act like you enjoy it. Yes just like that. Now bend over and spread your pussy open. Now say whats in there."

"A candybar."

"Full sentences." "T-there is a candybar inside my pussy."

“T-there is a candy bar inside my pussy.”

“Yes, I think I can actually see it. And who put it there?”

“I did.”

“Full sentences.”

“I put a candy bar inside my pussy.”

“That's a good girl.” I smiled. “So, I am sure you guessed already but this is insurance. It would be wise not to move against me once your..ah curse has expired.” I couldn't really believe what I was doing right now. All these years, I had been the butt of their jokes, the target of their pranks. And now, somehow, the tables had turned.

“P-please...may I please get dressed again”, asked a completely humiliated Gina.

I smiled at that. “Why? It is summer and you do have such a nice slim body. I think it wouldn't hurt to show it off for a bit?”

“N-no please.”

“Alright, take your clothes.”

“And throw them off the roof.”

Gina cried out a she walked towards the edge of the roof and flung her clothes off, watching them fall to the ground below. There was no safety railing, just a small wall, so that was easy enough to accomplish. The wind did the rest and made sure her garments where blown far away.

Standing there, naked and **** once again, shivering slightly, she turned back to me, her eyes filled with fear and desperation.

"I think it would be more appropriate for you to walk around the school like this."

Gina was too embarrassed to even respond to that.

“In any case.” I clapped her hand. “While I have you nice and naked let's set some groundrules for our beautiful friendship, shall we? You are not to tell anybody about this curse of yours. This includes all manners of communication. If anybody does find out about your predicament you will make up an excuse to the best of your ability that does in no way involve me. You suck at this, so I suggest you better start thinking about it now.”

Gina nodded slowly, still unable to believe what was happening. "A-alright...I won't tell anyone," she whispered.

“This goes without saying but I own you now. We will do lots of fun activities in the year to come so look forward to it. That said, unlike you, I am not a monster. You bullied me for a year and I intend to return the favor. You will be my **** for one year, after that you are free to go. Maybe, if I feel especially generous, I even free you from your curse.”

I watched as Gina processed my words, her eyes wide with disbelief and fear. "But...but why?" she managed to stammer out.

"Because you were a bully, and now it's my turn," I replied coolly. "You may not like it, but that's the way it is. I suspect this next year to put you under immense mental stress, so as a precaution you are not allowed to hurt yourself in any shape or form, or hurt anyone else. So what else.” I pondered. “I kinda like you to be my own little plaything, but it would be awfully rude of me to deprive the rest of the school of this entertainment. So what do you think? Grand announcement tomorrow that you will now serve everybody for a whole year?”

Gina shivered violently, her eyes locked on mine as she tried to process my words. "You wouldn't dare!" she managed to gasp out between shakes.

"Oh, but I would," I replied, my voice barely more than a whisper.

“N-No!” Gina sank down to her knees. “Please, anything but that!”

I smiled. "Well, you do realize that I hold all the cards here, don't you?" Gina looked up at me, her face a mask of fear and desperation. “So you want to be my little plaything?”

Gina shivered again, her naked body shaking slightly in the breeze. "Alright, I'll do it. Anything to avoid the rest of the school finding out."

“Say it.”

“I want to be your little plaything.”

I let out an exasperated sigh. “I really don't think you understand just how fortunate you are that I am your master. Fine, you will not have to obey anyone's command but me, unless I tell you otherwise.”

“Ok...”

“Ok?” I raised an eyebrow. “I believe what you meant to say was. Thank you, my beloved Master.”

She looked up at me, her face flushed with embarrassment. "I mean...thank you, Master." She stuttered.

"That's better." I smirked. "You're welcome, my little Gina. Now, let's begin our beautiful friendship. Oh, one final thing.”

"What is it?" Gina asked, her voice trembling slightly.

“I'd like you to keep that candy bar inside you as a sign of our friendship. It's organic so it will come out sooner or later, once that happens I'd like you to keep the remains at your bedside table so you always think of me before going to sleep.”

Gina scrunched her face up in disgust at the prospect, which delighted me.

"Alright," she murmured. "I understand. Whatever you say, Master."

“Anyway, since this is our first day I think I let you off easy for now. A pleasant evening.”

“W-wait..m-my clothes!”

I allowed myself to stop and turn back one more time. “I'm sure you figure something out. I'll...I'll see you tomorrow.” Then, with a cruel laugh, I turned and walked away, leaving her there to stew in her humiliation.