I was ready for a night on the town. After a grueling week at work, I was ready to party a bit and see if I could find a man worthy of lavishing some sexual attention on. I didn’t really expect it, but miracles happened occasionally. And fortunately,I got almost as much pleasure from putting all the guys I deemed unworthy firmly in their place with a nice dose of humiliation.
On nights when I went out, I always took special care with my appearance. never could I be satisfied until I looked my absolute best. Tonight I stood in front of my full-length mirror, pleased with what I saw. My long black hair was curled and pinned up loosely, long tendrils teasingly spiraling down around my bare shoulders. My make-up was perfect for enhancing My blue sparkling eyes . And my off the shoulder emerald satin dress I wore was one of her favorites. The corset top hugged my body and showed off amazing cleavage while the full and flirty skirt showed off my well-muscled legs. I looked good and I knew it. I was ready.
“Bash’s Bash”, a popular hotspot, was hopping with the Friday night crowd. The air was thick with the frenetic energy of people who were looking for some form of recreational fun – any escape they could find from everyday life. This was a desire that I definitely shared with everyone else in the room. However, it was often the only thing I felt I shared with most of the people she encountered, particularly men.
To put it quite simply, men that hit on me pissed me off most of the time. They were too loud, too stubborn, too pushy. They talked to my tits more than they talked to my eyes. Half the time, I can feel them panting after me like she was a dog in heat – with one thing on their minds. I found that kind of attention both flattering and offensive, and I loved to reward these men with some real
humiliation. I loved to flirt with them and play along and make them think they had a chance and then find a way to shut them down so hard that they would wince with humiliation. It empowered me and thrilled me and more than once I had gotten so horny from her humiliating behavior that I had to hurry home to masturbate for hours. I was hoping for some extra hot and delicious humiliation action to take place tonight. Those orgasms were always the best, when my cunt felt like a rocket during take off. That’s when my toys put in some overtime!
I made her way to the bar and ordered a vodka tonic. As she was reaching into her wallet to pay for her drink, i was elated to hear a man’s voice say, “I’ve got that.” I looked up to see a dark haired man paying the bartender for her drink. He looked at me with a certainty I found very annoying. I could see he was a pompous ass and I couldn’t help but smile. I would enjoy humiliating this one.
Without waiting to be invited, Pompous just took it upon himself to sit down next to me. “My name is Gary. What did you say yours was?”
I looked at him levelly and responded, “I didn’t.”
I could see that Pompous Gary was a little taken aback by that, but he did his best to recover quickly. He chuckled and said, “Well played. So, are you going to tell me what it is now?”
I smirked and said, “How’s about you can just call me Vicky for now? Later on, if things progress to where I want to tell you my name, I will. Otherwise, it won’t matter. That work for you, Sparky?”
A brief flash of annoyance swept across Gary’s face, but he managed to smile and say, “I do prefer that you use my name. Gary.”
“I’m sure you do, Sparky,” I smiled, taunting him. I was curious to see just how far I could push him before he broke. Not very far, I suspected.
“So,” I continued, bating him. “You look like someone who’s into something like corporate banking or day trading or maybe even a lawyer.”
“Very close,” Gary said, brightening a bit. “I’m a corporate attorney.” He was clearly proud of how he made his money.
But I just laughed. “Of course you are! That must be why your “sanctimonious prick” face is so well developed”.
Gary’s smile faded and he looked really angry this time. “Look, what is your problem, Vicky – or whatever the hell your name is!?”
“Just making conversation, Gary,” I told him, smiling sweetly and thrusting my chest out just a little. I was gratified to see that my movement had the desired effect on him. His eyes were riveted to her cleavage and the tension relaxed out of his face. “So,” i continued, “what do you like to do for fun, Gary? You look like a guy who knows how to have fun.”
Gary laughed lecherously. His eyes were roving over her body hungrily. “Oh baby, you have no idea what kind of fun I can have,” he told me.
I smiled inwardly. This was too easy. I felt like she had him on a hook and was just about to start reeling him in. I leaned closer to him, enjoying the way his eyes hungrily latched onto me cleavage again. “Well, Gary, why don’t you tell me more? What would you like to do to me?”
He leaned in close and spoke throatily in my ear. I knew he was trying to be seductive but it took all my self control not to laugh when he said, “Baby, I’d like to bend you right over this bar and give it to you from behind, deeper and harder than you’ve ever had it before.”
I beamed at him. “Oh really, Gary? So do you really think you’re the man to do that sort of thing to me?”
He looked at her with an intense, horny smile and nodded. “Feel it and tell me if you have any doubt. I dare you.”
I looked around quickly and then reached out, feeling the solid rod of man meat inside Gary’s trousers. It actually wasn’t a bad size at all and for a moment, i thought about having a little fun with him. But I quickly put a nix on that idea. Nicely endowed or not, the man was a tool. And tools were to be put in their places. I quickly fixed a rather disappointed look on my face and said, “Really? That’s it? You led me to believe you had something you could actually please a woman with.”
Gary looked shocked and it pleased me to see it. He was clearly more accustomed to a different response from women he shared his tool with. That was probably part of the reason he was such a pompous ass. It would be good for him to learn a little lesson in humility.
“Hey ladies,” I said, speaking up to the people around her, “Gary here thinks that he’s got what it takes to please a woman. I personally don’t waste my time with something that isn’t at least within the realm of cock-sized, but apparently he’s got a big bank account and thinks he’s the big shot, so maybe that’s a plus for you.”
Gary looked angry at first and then just miserable. People around them were looking at him and laughing.
I continued, “Here’s a little news flash for you, Gary. Women like it when you look in their eyes when you talk to them, and not at their chests. If you could try that, you just might stop looking like such an ass.”
This last line was met with applause from the people standing within hearing range. Gary said nothing. He was still looking a little shocked but mostly she was happy to see the humiliation growing on his face. I grabbed my purse and walked out, feeling that little rush I got every time sI humiliated some sucker who desperately needed it. It was time to go home and have a good time with myself. I’d been more in the mood for a man tonight, but alone was good too. I had toys and knew how to use them.
I was just hailing herself a cab when i heard a familiar voice behind her. “Hey, where are you going so soon?” It was Gary. Mildly alarmed and immediately on guard, i turned around. Was she going to have problems with this one?
But he smiled and actually managed to look a little sheepish. “What you said about me in there – no woman has ever done anything like that to me before – humiliated me in public like that.”
I smiled and said, “Well, you had it coming.”
Gary laughed and admitted, “I suppose maybe I did. The thing is – and this is embarrassing to admit but – it really turned me on. Please don’t leave. I’d like more of that straight, mean talking you do.”
I was surprised. I was also pleased. i could still remember how hot and hard Gary’s cock had felt through his pants. If humiliating him turned him on – how much bigger and harder would that thing get? Suddenly the evening was looking a lot more promising.
“Instead of going back in there,” i said, “why don’t you join me in the cab back to my place? Maybe I can humiliate you in private for a while.”
Gary smiled lecherously…but also, nervously. “Am I safe with you?” he asked her.
i smiled back as i slid into the cab. “Is any weak-minded cock-driven man safe with a strong woman? Either you’re coming or your pussing out. Your choice, Gary.”
Not another word was spoken – Gary got into the cab and closed the door. I looked straight ahead but the moment i felt him sit beside me like a well trained dog, I could feel my pussy twitch with excitement
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