Hailey

"What are you doing here?" You say,a s you see Hailey standing in wait for you. You close the door, and holds tight to your towel. She takes a moment, staring at you, almost as if she knows how much you hate being seen half naked.

"You made a big mistake the other day, you know that, don't you?" She says, having a seat in your chair. "I'm a big name here, and I didn't get that way for no reason. I've been humiliating and embarrassing women like you for the last four years to build the reputation I've had, and in one day you try to undo it all by pulling my skirt down in front of everyone."

"No I-" You try again to clarify, but she just keeps on going.

"I left our little encounter feeling... unfulfilled. You need to be taught a lesson, and I don't think that quite did it."

You let your emotions get the better of you, "You ties me up in my underwear in front of a shit ton of people! What more can you do?!" You regret the words the instant they leave your mouth.

Hailey rises to her feet, the smirk never leaving her lips. "You're trying out for the volleyball team later today, yeah?"

The sudden shift in conversation throws you off. "Y-yeah. My tryout is at four."

"Alright... see you there." With that, she walks past you. With your guard down, she reaches out and grabs your towel, yanking it away from your body. You throw your arms over your large breasts, and unshaven bush as best you can, but not before she gets an eyeful. "Better be careful. Gonna go running around in a towel, someone's gonna rip it off." She laughs, and drops your towel on the ground, before throwing open the door, and leaving you alone, now fearing the try-outs you were looking forward to.