Chapter 3

Lexi took a sip of her tea. It didn't taste bad considering the cheap teabags and degree of limescale in the kettle.

Her hand shook as she placed the mug back on the table, almost spilling the tea.

"Well," he prompted. "Spill it. And I want all the gory details."

The idea of explaining her kinks and fantasies was far more humiliating than she'd expected. This guy was clearly a douchebag, yet she didn't want him to think badly of her.

'I don't have a choice,' she reminded herself. If her brother got bullied because of her it would be horrifying. She imagined having to explain her fault to him, apologising for getting him into Jayce's crosshairs, and almost cringed out of her skin.

"Why do you want to know?" she asked, staving off the inevitable.

Jayce shrugged. "I want to see you squirm. Don't tell me you were lying when you said you'd do anything I wanted."

"No... I will... I just..." Lexi took a deep breath. "Look, it was stupid of me to come here. I don't know what I was thinking. I must be out of my mind."

She stared into his eyes, searching for any compassion or kindness. 

"Please can we just pretend this never happened? I'll be so fucking grateful."

Jayce laughed. "This is the most interesting thing that's happened in ages. You really think I'm just going to drop it?"

Lexi sighed. 'I was worth a try.'

"So... tell me about how my brother used to treat you," he said.

Thinking back, there were so many ways he used to torment her she wasn't sure where to begin the story. It wasn’t a tale she’d told before, keeping the secret of her bullying locked safely in her memory.

"In the start, he'd just call me names and make up rumours about me. He'd turn other people against me so I only had a few friends. He even turned the teachers against me," Lexi said.

When she looked up at Jayce his face was twisted into a confused frown. 

"That turned you on?" he asked.

"When I got a bit older, he'd do other stuff. Lock me in cupboards. Tie me up. He'd threaten to hurt my family if I told anyone," she explained.

"So... bondage," Jayce said and nodded.

"He used to do stuff to humiliate me. Force me to act like a dog. One time he made me bow down to him and kiss his feet," she went on, feeling more comfortable at his clear lack of judgement.

"Degradation and foot fetish." He nodded again. "One time I made this guy kiss my boots and I noticed he had a boner."

"Really?" Lexi's head shot up like a meerkat. She was happy to not be the only one. "What did you do?"

"Well, I wanted to see if it was a fluke, so I did it again," he said.

"And?" Lexi pressed; acutely aware the story was turning her on more than it should have.

"And it wasn't a fluke," he said. "Now I make him lick my boots clean and if he doesn't do a good enough job, I press my foot down on his boner until he cries."

"Woah... really?" Lexi gasped.

"No!" Jayce laughed. "You fucking retard. I made that up to see your reaction."

"Oh." Lexi looked down, feeling stupid. 

"Don't be sad," he said with genuine sounding sympathy. 

"You think I'm a freak, right?" she asked.

"Oh, yes, most definitely." He snickered. "But you're my freak now."

The way he said it... so sure... as if she belonged to him. It filled her with a warmth she hadn’t experienced in so long. Not since Aaron used to keep her locked away.

"Aren't you?" he added in a harder voice.

Lexi nodded.

"Say it," he demanded.

"I'm yours," she said.

Jayce laughed. "My brother is a fucking idiot to pass you up. He's not the same person you remember. Since Mum left, he's trying to better himself."

He used air quotes around the words, 'better himself,' and rolled his eyes as if the concept were ridiculous. 

"Good for him... I guess," Lexi said. She was happy to hear he was doing well. Expecting him to be a cold-hearted bully for the rest of his life just to play out her fantasy would be selfish.

Jayce looked about the kitchen. "You did such a good job of the washing up, so I think I'm going to make you do the rest of the cleaning. The only question is... should I make you do it naked?"

Lexi's eyes flew open wide, staring up at him in horror as he chuckled.

"Okay, okay, I won't make you do it in the nude," he conceded, throwing up his hands. This one little act of mercy gave her hope—hope that he wasn't all bad. That maybe did have some sort of line he wouldn't cross.

He showed her where the cleaning products were before sitting back at the table, scrolling through his phone and intermittently laughing at whatever he was watching or looking at. He didn't show her or interact with her at all unless it was to bark an order. 

As she scrubbed the tiles, he sneered down at her. "If you don't do a good job, I'll make you lick the floor clean."

Those words, though she knew in her logical mind they were harsh and gross and cruel, made her knees weak and her pussy wet. By this point her panties were soaked to the point it was uncomfortable. All she wanted to do was leave and sort herself out.

When she looked up, his smile said he was joking—or at least teasing, but she cleaned as though the threat were real. 

After making the kitchen sparkle, she moved onto the living room and sorted all of the clothes into neatly folded piles before vacuuming with a henry that followed her about with his big plastic perma-smile. 

By the time she was finished, it had begun to get dark outside. Little wisps of orange and pink sat on the horizon below the navy sky. Lexi was admiring the view when Jayce pulled the curtains shut.

"Hmm... now what?" he asked, more to himself than Lexi.

He looked at her with a perverted smile. 

"Earlier you mentioned sucking my dick."