In this script, a dominant lesbian woman encounters one of the girls who used to bully her in high school.

This is my second script. I've tried to add some directions, but they are suggestions only. Please feel free to deviate from them or improvise if you wish.

If there's any interest, I have some ideas for further entries in this story.

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[calling out across the room] Hey… HEY DOLL! Yes… you… come here.

You’re off work now, right? I was watching you serve drinks. Heh… not much else to look at in this crappy bar… noticed you ignoring my orders too…

[quickly] Hey... don’t go, doll. You’re off work, right? Sit down, have a drink with me.

Huh? You don’t drink with customers? Bullshit. A cutie like you, all blonde and pony-tailed… I bet you have lots of customers buying you drinks after work. Am I right?

[all business] I’m serious… don’t go.

I mean, unless you want me to talk to your manager about how you’ve been pretending to enter orders into the register and pocketing money all night.

What, you think it’s not obvious? I’m surprised your manager hasn’t caught you already. You’ve stolen what, two, three hundred tonight? And I bet this isn’t the first time, is it? I wonder how much trouble you’d be in if I…

What? Oh, so now you want to have a drink?

OK, fine. Sit down. You’re buying, right?

Good girl.

…

Just slide in now, there’s plenty of room in the booth, doll.

So…

This is cool, right? Two old friends sharing a drink together...

Huh? Of course, we’re old friends. You really don’t remember? Back in high school? Rebecca? I go by Becca now. Yeah, it’s been years and I do look different now… the dyed hair… the piercings…

[The other girl realizes who she is] Ohhhh… now you see it, don’t you? Took long enough.

But I remembered you, Ashley, the moment I saw you.

[bitter] Ashley.

You haven’t changed a bit, have you doll? Still the same empty, barbie doll type you were back in high school…

You remember, don’t you? Senior year… how you and all your bitchy cheerleader friends treated me after I came out? Of course you do. You made my senior year a living hell. Remember?

[quiet] I do.

[quickly] What? No, don’t go. I’m serious.

[stern] Stay.

[friendly] That was like, years ago. No reason we can’t share a drink now, right? Here… just scootch over a bit… there we go… good girl… we can sit nice and close and get caught up.

You know, looking back at how you treated me in high school…

[other girls interrupts] What? I know you’re sorry, doll… but hear me out.

I have a theory I’d like to test. Looking back, a lot of students were really mean after I came out, but you… you were vicious… No... no… stop apologizing… that’s not the point.

I know you’re worried I’m gonna rat you out to your boss… but you need to stop saying sorry, ok? Just listen…

With you, it always felt different… the name calling… the abuse… the… well, I guess we’d call it homophobia now, though we didn’t really think of it like that in high school… I mean, at the time, I thought you were just a compete bitch, right? But now… well, I have a theory I’d like to test. You were so mean… so completely focussed on me being a lesbian, it almost seemed…

Just sit tight… don’t move…

[stern] I said don’t move.

[soothing] Shhh…. Just relax, doll… shhhh…

[stern] Hey! You leave, and I’ll explain to your manager over there exactly how you’ve been stealing money. Understand? Now sit still.

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[soothing] That’s better… good girl… Hmmm… satin panties? Very nice… you meeting up with someone after work, doll? Someone special? Mmm… shh… just relax…. There we go….

[quiet] No, don’t worry doll… no one can see… we’re in a booth… no one can see my hand… under your skirt… under your panties… no one can see… as long as you act normal… have a drink… good girl… Just…

[realization] Oh.

[happy] I think my theory might be accurate.

You’re wet.

Uh huh… don’t deny it. Mmmm… you like this don’t you.

What? You hate it? You’re not gay? Hmmm…. Your pussy says otherwise, doll.

[playful] Now who should I be listening to, you or your wet pussy? Mmmm…. shhhh… don’t try to squirm away, doll… someone will see… be a good girl and let Becca play with your wet… little…

[FX: Cell phone or, alternatively, a comment to the effect that Ashley’s phone is ringing]

Who’s that? Let me see your phone… Brian?

[realization] Ohhhh… is Brian the boyfriend? The one you were going to meet up with after work? Hmmm…. No no… sit tight… just answer it… shhh…. Answer it. He needs to know you’re not going to see him tonight. There… just answer it… good girl…

[whispering and listening while Ashley is on the phone] Good… shhh… uh… tell him that you have to work late… that your boss is making you work late… shhh… oops… breathing kind of heavy there, doll? Dial it back…. Good girl…

Ohh… a party? You guys were going to a party? Uhmm… tell him he’ll have to go without you… shhh… do it…

Oh my god… you’re sopping… shhh… heh… yes, tell him its ok if he still picks up your sister and takes her to the party… shhh… good… tell them to have fun… that’s it…

[quickly] no… NO… just say goodbye… don’t say “love you” back at him… good girl.. now hang up…

[Call is over]

[taunting] So, is your sister still the same hottie she was in high school? Hmm? Don’t look sad doll… I’m sure Brian will have a great time at the party… with your sister. She was such a slut in high school.

[playful / condescending] But let’s get back to you, doll… and your wet little pussy….

Uh huh… so wet and squirmy… Feels good, having your pussy rubbed by another woman, doesn’t it? Don’t lie to me, doll. I can feel how wet you are… how your thighs are trying to clench together on my hand… And I can hear it in your breathing…

Shh… I told you, no one can see. I mean, I think no one can see…. we’re at the back of the booth… it’s dark.. but… [drawing it out] may… be?

[laughs] Ohhhh…. You liked that idea, didn’t you? I can feel it in you pussy… your gay, wet little pussy… the idea of people seeing… watching you… as you cum… well…

[suddenly up close, intense whispering] Tell me, doll… tell me you love this… tell me you love being finger banged in public while your boyfriend is getting his cock sucked by your slut sister in the front seat of his car… Tell me!

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[satisfied] Mmmm… good girl… say it again… say you love being finger banged by other women… good…

You want to cum, don’t you? Say it, doll…

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Good girl…

[stern] Beg. Beg me to let you cum.

No… not yet… puppet… not yet…

[laughs] Nuh Uhh… don’t think you can cum without me letting you… Becca can tell when you’re being naughty…

Be a good girl…

[increasing in intensity] Beg for it, doll… beg to cum while being finger banged… yeah… yeah… that’s right… tell me what a dyke slut you really are… how much you need to cum on my fingers like a stupid, dyke sock puppet… say it… good... Again…

What are you?

Say it…

Finger puppet…

Dyke…

Good girl…

Now… you want to cum, you stupid little dyke finger puppet, you kiss me… Long and slow… kiss me… like you love me… then you cum… good girl… good little sock puppet…

Do it…

[Kissing]

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[quiet] Wow. You really…

Just… My hand is soaked. You’re soaked. You really are…

[taunting] Heh… look around doll… you just came big time… in a booth at the bar where you work… yeah… loudly, moaning and bucking up and down on my fingers… kissing another woman…

You think anyone noticed?

[Laughs]

Here… my fingers are all sticky… lick them clean…

[stern] Do it!

[cajoling] Do it, and I’ll show you that picture I took while we were kissing…

Mmmm… tastes good, doesn’t it? I hope you like it… ‘cause you’re going to be tasting a lot of that from now on.

Here… good girl… I promised to show you the picture… look… not bad, huh? The angle’s bit funny… you can’t really see my face… but your face is pretty clear… and it’s pretty obvious what’s happening… uh huh…

Delete it? Heh. Funny.

Give me your phone… give it to me…

There… I’ve added my number… and I have yours…

Oh, I also put a copy of that picture on your phone… no, don’t delete it, doll… Nuh Uhh… I’ll check to make sure it’s there, next time we get together.

What, did you think this was a one time hookup? I’m not that kind of girl, doll.

And we wouldn’t want to disappoint that wet little pussy of yours, right? I’m looking forward to teaching it some new tricks.

After all, I still have a lot of work to do to finish testing my theory.

See you soon, doll.