The sound in the club was overwhelming. The beat intoxicated me, of course, the guy grinding against my ass didn't help any. I could feel him growing against my ass and I smiled, thoroughly enjoying how easily I made him hard. His hand encircled my waist, pulling me closer to him, sliding his hand under the hem of my tank top. I could feel my pussy moisten from the attention. It had been awhile since I'd been fucked good and I longed for it but one-night stands weren't my style.
I stepped away from him and smiled mischievously at him, weaving through the crowd to the bathroom. I pulled opened the door and walked over to the sink, straightening my tousled hair. There was a click behind me and I spun around to see the guy I was dancing with lock the door behind me.
"What am I gonna do with a tease like you?" He asked, walking toward me, unbuckling his belt and pulling it off.
"What do you mean?" I asked nervously, backing against the wall next to the sink.
He smiled deviously, doubling the belt up and smacked his hand. The sound echoed in the closed room.
I bolted toward the door, trying to side step him but his arm wrapped around my waist. He pulled me against him hard, his hand gripping my breast and squeezing it hard. "Fighting will make it so much sweeter, baby."
He pushed me down on the tile floor, my tank top rode up revealing the bottom of my stomach and I whined when I felt the cold tile. He put one of his knees on my back and ripped down my blue jean shorts. "Mm, no underwear? Such a bad girl, what were you trying to do? Get fucked nice and hard? Well, you're in luck." I heard the clinking sound of his belt and the leather bit into my ass.
I shrieked, trying to wiggle out from under him.
He hit me again with the belt and again.
"Please stop," I cried, struggling.
He laughed and hit me again. "Your ass is so nice and red. It makes me want to fuck it so fucking hard." Hitting me hard one last time, he tied my hands behind my bad with his belt.
"Please," I pleaded.
"Oh, I'll definitely please you."
I heard the rustling of his clothes hitting the floor and he grabbed my ass cheek, pulling them apart and burying his tongue inside. He ate my ass leisurely, circling my hole and dipping just the tip inside. He pulled back, spitting on my hole.
I whimpered, feeling my pussy betraying. I was soaked and he knew it.
"Oh baby, you like this don't you?" He slowly slid his finger in my ass.
I moaned at the delicious feeling.
"You like being used like a dirty little slut in a club bathroom? Getting your ass ate and getting fucked good and proper, huh?"
I didn't answer, loving the way his finger felt as it slid in and out of my tight asshole. His hand came down hard on my tender and ass. I moaned loudly.
"Answer me! Say yes sir!"
"Yes sir," I moaned, timidly.
He hit me again. "Louder!"