Revenge on the Groper!
Updated: Jan 30, 2019
I turned round abruptly and slapped Ash hard on the face then spat on him. “What the fuck are you doing, you filthy perv?!” I exclaimed furiously.
I received a message from a young man who only sees escorts every year or so, once he has a very specific fantasy in mind. His scenario landed in my inbox this morning, and damn, it was right up my street! This would involve a female clubber taking revenge on a fellow nightclub-goer for groping her. This young man, Ash, suggested that I looked like the type of girl that gets felt up a lot in nightclubs, so I could expend all my pent-up anger from this onto him! However, because I go to fetish clubs (where guests are well-versed in the etiquette) and very rarely to vanilla clubs, I very rarely get groped! I’m lucky enough to be surrounded by well-mannered gentlemen who know how to behave themselves in public, although many of them are just as perverted as I am.
Ash arrived dressed casually while I wore a short wrap-over dress and high-heeled stilettoes with no knickers on. I put on some clubbing music and began to dance sexily in my big bedroom, touching my own boobs and thighs as I shook my booty to the beat. Ash came up behind me and began to grind into me. His cock was rock hard, and he pushed it against my bottom even more…but it was when his hand wandered in front of my body and he started to grab my pussy that the tables were turned!
I turned round abruptly and slapped Ash hard on the face then spat on him. “What the fuck are you doing, you filthy perv?!” I exclaimed furiously. Ash began to cower as he knew he was in for a severe punishment now. I grabbed hold of his cock and balls tightly and pulled him towards me, saying, “It’s not so nice when somebody does it to you, is it??”. But then I started to laugh at how small his cock was and how erect he had got from his pathetic attempt at a grope…and so the humiliation began!
I tore at his clothes aggressively, pulled his top over his face and his trousers down. “Please don’t do this!” beseeching Ash, who was loving every moment of this. “I’m going to strip strip you completely naked so you know what it’s like to feel exposed and violated!”. Off came the boxers and socks until he stood bare in front of me. I seized his cock and balls in one hand and dragged him around the room.
“Now dance for me,” I commanded.
“No, please don’t make me dance!”
“DANCE FOR ME!!!”
And so he did a little jig for me on his two left feet while I cackled with laughter. “If you’re going to dance in such a sissy way, best I put a pretty dress on for you!”.
“Please don’t do this to me!”
“Oooh yeeesss, it’s going on you!” I chided as I slipped a very feminine outfit on him. “Ah, you look so pretty!” I taunted, “So pretty I could fuck you”. Out came my strap-on, and round my waist it went. Ash bent over for me obediently and I penetrated his ass (which I later learned was a virgin ass).
After a sufficient amount of fucking him, I ordered Ash to kneel in front of me and to tuck his cock in between his legs so that he looked properly feminized. I squatted over him while he licked me until I came, which did not take long, so much was I turned on by the humiliation I was dishing out. Ash’s face was smeared with my juices, but I wanted to make even more of a mess of his face. For the final humiliation, I instructed him to lie on the bed face up, and put pillows under his ass so that his pelvis was tilted towards his face.
“Wank, you disgusting perv!”
Ash masturbated until a huge spurt of cum was ejaculated…straight into his face. He had given himself a facial.
I sent him home without allowing him to wash his face. And now I know what to do next time I’m groped in a club.