13 - Alexander.

It’s been five weeks since I kissed Natalya so publicly, and I’ve changed my tactics a little to torment her so she can’t predict what’s coming. It’s fun toying with her, putting her on edge.

My torment since that morning in the hallway has returned to the usual methods, such as tripping her over, embarrassing her in front of the school, and generally making her miserable. All sexual torment has stopped and I know she’s holding her breath, waiting for the next time I make her do something so degrading again.

I’ve told the entire school she belongs to me and is my little pet, which has sent the gossip wheel into overdrive, especially as she keeps denying it.

I’ve never felt more powerful than I do now, forcing Natalya into silence as she unwillingly accepts my dominance is oddly intoxicating. She’s never been this easily pliable in all the years we’ve known each other, even if I have had a power over her since the day I arrived.

My deep-rooted hatred for her and her family has always b