It was a very memorable day when Jayne walked into my life. I was a supervisor and she was part of a group of new assitants. When she walked in with the others she stood out like a swan amongst the pigeons. Soft creamy skin, long strawberry blonde hair, slim waist, yet with a lovely full ass, and lovely rounded thighs. She had a smile that lit up the room.

She was much younger than me, not even 20 years old, and I was in my late twenties and accelerating, yet she stole my breath away.

I still dont understand those feelings.. I was in a relationship and very happy, I was soon be be a dad, in a great job, super fit and loving life... she was a pampered little girl, clearly daddy's princess, a dreamer, a typical college student.

Yet we became friends, and at a great cost to myself. I started to drift away from my current realtionship, started chatting to her instead of working, sacrificied my own time to be her friend when she needed a shoulder, or needed help her personal problems.. I was infatuated and didnt realise it.

However there came a time when I hit a serious problem in my life, and all I needed was an ear.. nothing more.. and at my moment of greatest need the truth was revealed... she could not even spare those few minutes for me and she pulled away, college was over and she didnt need my help anymore, she got promoted quickly within the organisation due to my personal training, and my use was at an end. She had new friends at work and didnt need to speak to me anymore, all because I encouraged her to join discussions and make friends. All was well with her boyfriend who had become much more attentive due to her new male friend and a possible rival. She was also briming with confidence (daily compliments and motivation from me), fitter and sexier (me nagging to go to the gym and making sure she did it)

I was left shattered, and realising what a fool I had been and how much I had lost. The rose tinted glasses slipped off my nose and I saw the spoilt little princess, as she manipulated several new males who had started working... watched her deliver the same lines, flutter the eyelids the same way and I realised what a fool I had been.

Several friends commented that it was nice to see I had finally come out of the daydream, friends who I nearly lost when I could not understand why they did not think Jayne was so wonderfully perfect..

But I was heart broken, and left the job to get away from her, start again. A girl I had never even kissed had broken my heart.

For months I could not get Jayne from my thoughts, thinking I was wrong about her, wanting to contact her until 6 months later at a leaving do for one of my old friends I saw her again, and for the first time saw her clearly.. spoilt, sulky, selfish.. her every action at that party screamed 'me me me, give me attention' and I felt like someone had punched my stomach... I left.. feeling sick.

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I took me 2 years to get back on track, and soon Jayne fell from my thoughts. But I had changed, I was darker and less willing to help people. My confidence was broken, and I got unfit due to laziness.. and my anger again started to find a focus... Jayne.

The spoilt princess, with her slighly plump ass and straghtened gold hair.. the gorgeous smile, and soft moist lips.. I entertained deeper and darker fantasies involving punishing her, raping her..

Then the news reached me thrugh my old boss that Jayne had moved in with her boyfriend after a huge argument with her parents who she now didnt speak to, her brother had gone back to China to work, and he had also fallen out with her. She kept herself to herself at work, and didnt socialise.. and then a week later the biggest news, her fellah left her.. and she was now all alone..

The princess had lost everything... was vunerable...

but of course I didnt do anything about it. Then two weeks later two things happened... the first, I won 9.8 million on the lottery, and after a blaze of publicity, I received a call... from HER wondering if I wanted to meet her for lunch like we used to do all the time...

All the dark thoughts collided, scary ideas popped into my head the second she called, ideas now coupled together with virtually unlimited resources. Cooly, I told Jayne that it had been a while since we had seen each other, and that I didnt really want to catch up and said goodbye before she had even finished a sentence, I could hear the desperation in her voice, and the stunned tone that I had dismissed her so easily, but I didnt want to be associated with the horrible crime I was going to commit, didnt want to be on the list of top suspects.

The dirty, gold digging spoilt bitch thought I was still her puppet.. well she was wrong. She was alone, and I was going to exploit that, I was going to punish Jayne for everything she had done to me, I was going to live out every disgusting, sordid fantasy that I had ever had, and was going to make the spoily little princess pay for everything she had done..

I started to plan...