Interesting topic. I don't know how a sociopath would generally act. I guess it depends on a lot of things.
I'm wondering about whether one can gain something from bullying. From my experience bullies are quite popular in school. It has always seemed to me that empathy governs among kids only up until first or second grade.I'm not a sociopath, but I bullied people up until I think 7th or 8th grade in elementary school. It was mostly just one person me and a couple of my friends bullied.
I was bullied myself I think on first and second grade or so by some of the bigger kids at my neighborhood. There were two bullies and my friends joined in with one of them when he was present. It's weird that I can remember almost everything.
The other one used to throw stones at me and spit. He did that to the other kids, too. Nobody liked him. His parents were drug addicts. A lot of people there were. They also had a baby; when their family got kicked out of their house they were considering leaving the baby crying on the street. The mother took the baby with her in the end after a lot of consideration. The father got angry about it and left.
The second bully was a popular kid and he didn't bully anyone but me. He was friends with the same people I was friends with. My friends joined him at the bullying every time. He had learned somewhere that twisting people's wrists hurts. He let me in the group every time, but whenever I was there, I became the target. He was mostly into verbal bullying but if I said anything back it got physical. Sometimes it did anyway, even without me saying anything.
I can remember two incidents pretty well. He asked me if I cry from the feeling of pain and I said no. Everyone knew it was alright to cry if your sister dies or something. To prove a point he and a couple of my friends held me down while he was twisting my fingers, especially the pinky finger, to a breaking point. My wrist was a popular target too. I remember my friend also kicking me. One kick landed somewhere near the spine which made me lose my breath. It's weird how in detail I can remember what happened, despite it having happened such a long time ago. The reason I answered "no" was because being a tough kid was a big deal at the time. I was 7 or 8 years old I think. They were older.
I can remember that incident so well probably because that was the first time my friends got involved with the actual beating. Usually they just joined the verbal abuse and looked from the sidelines when it got physical.
The second incident was when two of my instep bones on my left leg got cut into pieces and the third broke. We climbed on one of those shelters for carbage cans and he suggested they should push me down. I fell on my left leg and broke my instep. Maybe it was a good thing because after I got my leg packaged he stopped bullying me as much.
Anyway now that I think about it it's weird that I decided to follow the same pattern myself later on. I can even remember twisting one of my classmates' wrist in a similar fashion. And focusing mostly on one person when I bullied with my friends. I'm not at all proud of any of that. In fact, if I had a time machine the first thing I'd do would probably be to go back there and slap some sense into myself.
The person I was bullying was in my class from first to ninth grade. I've apologized to him later on and weirdly enough we're friends now. I still feel somewhat guilty.
I never got back at the person who bullied me. When I was 14 or 15 I was in the street audience looking at him getting beat up by some latino, though. I didn't feel at all happy from watching it for some reason. I felt disappointed.