Princess Prick Tease

Another man approached her and she realised after flirting lightly that her excuses not to dance or invite them to sit with her were becoming weaker but she was also enjoying attention she would not normally command in her regular wardrobe. She was amazed at how men actually spoke to her partially revealed breasts rather than looking at her face and a small grin curled her lips and she spoke in soft tones to those brave enough to approach her and attempt to get past her immediate rebuffs.

Grace became aware of a man at the other end of the bar from where she had taken a stool and sat fending off her would-be suitors and becoming a homing beacon between bouts of dancing for Eve. The man seemed quiet and sat apart from the crowd. His eyes seemed dark and his body language screamed anger or at the least irritation anytime she caught him glancing in her direction. She found it disconcerting that he was watching her flirt, knowing she was getting a kick out of the sloppy compliments before turning the men away with feeble excuses. She lost track of the number of drinks she had, enjoying the buzz she felt along with the attention her new revealing dress was affording her. For the first time in a long time she felt confident in a place like this and as the bartender approached to see if she wanted another drink she turned to flirt with him again.

A deep voice sounded from behind Grace as she opened her mouth to order another drink and she turned to look up at the owner as he spoke in a commanding tone, "Don't you think you've had enough?"

Graces jaw dropped open, she was speechless as she looked into the dark foreboding eyes of the man who had been sitting at the other end of the bar practically glaring at her all night. "I... uh..." she struggled to find some words but was caught between indignation and curiosity. He was standing so close that she could feel the heat from his body. Indignation won and she turned away from him back to the bartender but he had gone to serve another customer leaving her a glass of chilled water.

"Look, I am really sorry but..." Grace began as the man continued to stand over her.

"I am not one of the men you can flirt with here and then turn away when your little game gets serious." He cut off her dismissal of him. This little flirt needed to be taught a lesson and he was just the man to do it.

"I never said you were," Grace spluttered, trying to work out why he seemed so angry with her when they had barely made eye contact half a dozen times across a crowded bar, "and I certainly wasn't flirting with you." The heat from his much too close body was reflected in his dark smouldering gaze. Averting her face from that gaze, Grace sipped nervously at the chilled water.

"Of course you were," the deep voice rumbled. "You chose to flirt with every man in this place just by choosing to wear that dress. You courted the attention and admiring glances from the common man waiting for one who wouldn't take your bullshit tease. It's time to follow through Princess, the peasants have been interesting to watch I will admit, but now it's time to deal with someone better."

"Oh good you have found a friend." It was Eve's voice beside her, "Great, cause I am going to take that sexy beast over there home for a wild ride. I will leave the door unlocked for you." Eve grabbed her bag and headed off with what Grace had to admit was a great looking guy. She wasn't surprised that Eve would leave her here, it was who she was, a perennial party girl and known nymphomaniac. A moment later she realised who the friend Eve thought she had made was and grabbed her bag, being a little scared of the tall foreboding man, and went to run after Eve, without looking in his direction again.

By the time she made it through the crowd to the door Eve was nowhere in sight. Looking around she decided to walk to a cab rank and head home to Adam's house rather than listen to Eve's wild ride all night. She could pick up her car tomorrow or the next day; she couldn't imagine Adam would let her walk out again until they were done after today. The fresh air hit her and she felt all the drinks she had consumed come back to make her feel her drunker than she had thought. She stumbled almost falling but for a hand on her arm. The angry man stood beside her scowling down into her face.

He said nothing keeping his hand on her arm and propelling her with him down the street away from the club. He walked so fast Grace practically had to run in the too high shoes to keep up and any protest she had was weak and breathless. To her horror he pulled her into a dark but relatively clean alleyway and she attempted to pull away from him only to find his grip increase. He pushed her to the end of the alley effectively blocking her path and unzipped his pants pulling out a sizable cock.

"Now Princess Prick Tease let's see if you're as good as you advertise," he growled at her. "You have spent all night playing with men's cocks with your flirting; let's see how you handle the real thing." His free hand moved to her shoulder forcing her to her knees and he commanded, "Suck the cock of the man you came out tonight looking for. Someone who could handle you and not put up with the flirty teasing bull shit, everyone in that bar could see what you wanted, they were just not man enough to give it to you."

"What makes you think this is what I need," Grace said through gritted teeth as she glared at him, the alcohol in her system making her sound braver than she felt; she had taken his cock in her hand as she spoke. She had never been treated like this before by anyone and though she was frightened a little by this angry seeming man she also felt a strong pull towards him and his take control attitude. In her semi-drunk state she reasoned that she could do worse than an anonymous one night stand with this guy who obviously had the know-how and the equipment to back it up.

The man wrapped his hand in her long hair and yanked her head back and she found herself looking up into his dark heated gaze unable to look away. She stifled her whimper of pain unwilling to give him the satisfaction of subduing her; she began to play his little game the glare of indignation coming back into her eyes. She moved a little as she became more aware of the throbbing cock still held within one hand and feeling the heat within her pussy grow making it more difficult to hold the sense of angry indignation she was trying to show in her face.

He smiled a confident little smile and said slowly, "I know this is what you want and what you need and I know that I have the cure for your Princess Prick Tease games." With his hand still wrapped tightly in her hair he moved her face forcefully forward, "Suck it," he growled. Grace found herself entering a whole different reality. It was his game but she was going to play it. Oddly turned on she didn't kiss, lick or tease his cock as she normally would; instead she opened wide and took as much of his sizable manhood as she could into her mouth. Holding him between her lips she fluttered her tongue up and down the underside of his shaft while her hands slowly wandered over his thighs and around to his ass.

She couldn't truly believe she was doing this but at that moment she was Princess Prick Tease and she could do a lot of things little Grace never would. She dug her nails into his ass and pulled him forward swallowing hard and driving his cock past her gag reflex. Finally hearing him moan she became confident that she could take back a little of the control he had so arrogantly enforced over her. Pulling her head back slightly she brought her hands back to the front and undid the button still holding his pants in place as she moved up and down his cock teasing now with her tongue and firm sucking lips. She ran her nails up over his torso to his chest not scratching deeply but just enough to titillate.

"I'll show him how a princess sucks," she thought to herself, testing his cock with her tongue as she sucked for the better reactions. She fluttered her tongue around the head before pushing it up into the roof of her mouth pressing it firmly before swallowing hard around him once again. She could feel his knees give slightly as another moan escaped his lips. She rolled her hips feeling the pain of the badly maintained surface beneath her knees as she began to increase her speed. She could sense his impending orgasm and in her mind she smiled, "He thought he could just order me to suck it, and swallow his cum, oh no not this little Princess." So to remind him of just who had who by the balls Grace bit down, not hard enough to wound but hard enough to stop the impending orgasm.

The man barely made a sound and yanked her upright by the hair. Roughly pulling the small straps of the dress from her shoulders and exposing her breasts, he pushed her back against the wall. Finding her nipples he pinched them hard between his fingers and began to twist cruelly as she tried to stifle her yelps of pain. He leant in so their faces were mere inches apart seeing the fear re-enter her eyes briefly before the haughty princess look reappeared. "No, you don't get control. You had your fun in the club. This is about meeting your match, a man who can't be manipulated by your looks or flirtatious body language. You cannot bat your eyelashes and get away with anything here," his words rumbled from him, his breathing laboured.

In full princess mode Grace watched his lips as he spoke, inexplicably wishing he would kiss her, the whole surreal scene was turning her on incredibly. Grace would never feel this horny in this position but as the prick teasing princess she had become, the pain in her nipples along with the dark alley and strange man, all seemed to excite her in a way she had never felt before. She knew at that moment she wanted nothing more than for him to fuck her right then and there.

Releasing her breasts his hands moved up her thighs lifting the skirt of her dress. He leaned in pinning her body with his, he moved his cheek against hers, his lips close to her ear and spoke in a low whisper, "Beg me."

Caught off guard the real Grace reappeared momentarily looking confused but as he pulled his head back from her ear she saw the confident smirk and the princess leapt back to the forefront of her thoughts. She let out a groan of frustration locking her eyes to his, "Just fuck me if you're going to, all talk no action it seems."

Putting his hand flat between her breasts he held her in place against the wall as his other hand delved beneath the raised skirt of her dress to rip her panties from her. She let out a surprised squeal but it died just as suddenly as she felt his fingers delved between the lips of her wet cunt rubbing over her swollen clit giving her even more feelings of need, she almost begged at that point but instead let out a whimpering sigh of pleasure.

Just as she began to relax into the feeling that built in her cunt and radiated up into her body he roughly shoved two fingers into her cunt leaving his thumb free to continue working on her clit. She gasped and trembled, almost cumming with just the penetration alone rocking her hips forward and driving down onto his hand. He continued to pump into her spreading his fingers to widen the tight hole and pushing deeper until he finally bent his fingers seeking out her G spot. Her legs buckled slightly and she shook with force as wave after wave of orgasm shook her body making her cry out and his hand move up from here he had pinned her by the chest to her mouth.

Watching her as she came down from her high, seeing the flush of the intense orgasm creep up over her chest and face, he held his fingers still within her and letting her breathe properly once again moved his free arm around her waist supporting her shaky legs. Only when he could see her start to fully relax did he remove his fingers from her and kiss her hard. Moving her a few steps back down the alley and pushing her over a crate he placed a hand in the middle of her back to hold her down even though he could see her legs were like jelly and trembling from the explosive orgasm.

Lifting her skirt his fingers trailed between the cheeks of her ass coating the tiny dark star there with her own cum. She began to protest weakly struggling under the hand that held her down as he continued to move his hand between her sopping wet cunt and her ass. His finger entered her slowly testing her as she protested more. Leaning over her body his cock entered her tight cunt with one hard thrust and his hand moved to her mouth again as she cried out. Searching the alley floor around them he found her ripped panties and pulling out of her briefly, retrieved them, balled them and forced them into her mouth. Taking his belt and tying her hands behind her he entered her again leaning over and growling, "I am in control now Princess Prick Tease."

He began to fuck her slowly as his fingers once again sought out her asshole and pumped in and out of it to her muffled cries. He was angling his cock to enter and hit her G spot making her squirm and her cunt to continue the natural lubrication his fingers continually sought out and transferred to her ass. She let the feeling of her next impending orgasm wash over her she was so close and could feel herself tipping over the edge into oblivion again when he pulled out of her and pressed the head of his cock to her ass.

Pulling her head back by the hair he took the panties from her mouth, and leaned in close to her ear again rumbling in a low voice, "You wouldn't beg me to fuck you properly, now I will give you another chance to beg me to fuck that pretty cunt instead of your ass. See it as a lesson in proper Princess etiquette, you shouldn't tease a prick nor bare your teeth to one or you will be punished," He slapped her ass hard. Though she couldn't see it she just knew that his arrogant smirk was in place on his face.

"Fuck you!" she snarled at him, "I am not the Princess you think I am."

"Have it your way then Princess. I saw you look down on all those guys from your lofty perch on I-am-too-good-for-you hill. You flirt and you tease and you need to be handled by a dominant man like me to be satisfied," filling her mouth again with the balled panties as he spoke he gave her no further opportunity to beg him. He could have made the experience a lot worse but he entered her cunt again once before slowly pushing his cock into her ass aided by her own natural lubrication that his experienced fingers had placed there.

She struggled and mewled the feeling was intense both in the pain and the odd pleasure it gave her. She had never felt so full or open or vulnerable and her head whirled with conflicting thoughts as he slowly moved in and out of her going deeper with each stroke. Every time she tensed up he would smack her ass until a warm glow of heat enveloped it as well as her cunt which spasmed with each of his thrusts. Once he was fully embedded and his thighs rested against her ass he stopped to savour the moment and leaned over her the low rumble adding to the feeling flowing into her body, "Admit you have met your match, admit you like being possessed by a man who will not take your bullshit shit, admit you want to be fucked like this." Her muffled whimpers answered him and he turned her head by yanking her hair so he could look into her eyes. Nodding with self-satisfaction at what he saw there he curled an arm around the top of her thigh and began to tease her clit as he held himself embedded deeply in her ass.

Her inner muscles clenched and tightened over and over again sending delicious waves of pleasure through his cock and he felt her body tremble on the brink of another orgasm, she was making muffled noises and as his fingers stopped their work her over sensitive clit he leaned over and rumbled, "Are you ready to beg me now?"

Her body was trembling with need and at this point she didn't care anymore she just wanted to cum again, knowing it would be even more explosive than the previous one. She looked up at him with demure eyes and nodded. He took the panties from her mouth and waited as she took a deep breath. "Please fuck me," she said softly between gasping breaths.

He pulled his cock out excruciatingly slowly and just as slowly entered her again. She moaned and he leaned over her rumbling, "Not bad but I would hardly call that begging. Come on Princess beg for what you want, I know you want it, you know you want it, let's not be shy now."

She groaned in frustration attempting to roll her hips to get herself off but he held her in place with the weight of his body. "Please fuck me harder, fuck me faster. Please let me cum again." She cringed as he let out a small chuckle.

"That wasn't so hard was it?" His voice sounded less fearsome when he laughed and he pulled almost completely out of her and plunged back into her hard and deep, his fingers starting to work over her clit again. "You need this, Princess, you need to be treated like a slut to fully enjoy the art of fucking. Those losers would have left you wanting more and you knew it. That's why you came so willingly with me. You knew I could give you what you needed. I possess you now and nothing short of a dominant man will ever satisfy you again." With each phrase he slammed into her making her cry out in pleasure and pain her clit sent jolts of electricity through her body.

Finally he drove her to a frenzied climax both with his words as much as his body and he buried himself to the hilt within her and let himself cum too. He collapsed over her uncaring of his weight and her muffled protests. When he had partially recovered he got up and withdrew his softening cock from her ass pulling her cheeks apart to enjoy the sight of his violation of her. Cum oozed from her tight hole as it did from her cunt. Reluctantly he pulled her skirt back down and helped her stand before removing the belt that held her hands and fixing her dress appropriately. She seemed very subdued and he tilted her face up to his.

"You were very pleasing little Princess." He bent his head to kiss her lightly. "However," he looked at her sternly, "Should you ever bare your teeth to me again you shall be punished severely."

Without thinking she apologised and basked in the first real smile she had seen from him. In her daze she wondered at herself, what had just occurred was tantamount to rape but she had gone with him semi willingly, she had played his game, she hadn't in all that time called out for help even when she wasn't gagged. Grace couldn't believe the Princess side of her personality was such a slut she had actually begged him to fuck her ass. Feeling suddenly embarrassed by her own actions and being a semi willing participant in the surreal scene she had just been through she turned toward the entrance of the alleyway and took a step forward before realising he was at her side and walking with her.

"Can I give you a lift home?" he enquired as if they had just has a typical night out and she looked up at him and smiled lopsidedly.

"No. I don't think so, thank you. I am staying with a friend and..." she let her voice trail off.

"And?" he inquired.

"I am not sure how I would explain you or the lift. I am a dreadful liar. I will just catch a cab there's a rank on the next block, I think," she explained.

"Have it your way Princess, I am guessing you usually do," he murmured the arrogant smirk crossing his face again as they walked silently to the cab rank. They kissed goodnight and thanked each other like friends. It was too surreal for Grace and she closed the door to the cab giving the address, glad to be going home to some normalcy. She laughed to herself, who would ever have thought that she would describe Adam and his wild projects as normalcy.

She let herself into Adams house with the key he had given her and tried to sneak into the studio to sleep off the rest of the alcohol in her system and the ache in her ass and cunt when Adam's voice stopped her in her tracks.