The following story is fiction and does not describe any real person or situation in particular. All characters are at least eighteen. This is part two of a "payback" fantasy trilogy involving elements of control, reluctance, and forced pleasure. I highly recommend reading part 1 before continuing with this installment. If you like the story let me know, and if you don't please be polite. Enjoy the fantasy. - xoxo Daphne
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Stacy Richardson stormed out the restaurant door and headed for my limo. My driver, Gavin, was leaning up against the hood reading a newspaper. As he saw me follow Stacy out of the restaurant, he folded his paper and opened the back door for us.
"Good evening Miss Richardson," he said politely, "I hope dinner was to your liking."
"Bite me!" Stacy fired back as she got into the limo.
"Nice work boss," Gavin said sarcastically as I walked past him...just in time to see the vibrator that had tortured Stacy for so long come flying out of her hand towards me.
"I can't believe you made me put that in my pussy!" Stacy huffed as the vibrator bounced off my chest.
I sat down next to her as Gavin closed the door and began to drive.
"I didn't MAKE you do anything, bitch. You're doing this for the money."
Stacy was full of rage.
"MY...NAME...IS...STACY!!!!!"
I caught Stacy's hand just as she drew back to slap me.
"I can call you whatever I want, slut."
"Let go!!!" Stacy struggled against my grip. The two of us wrestled with each other in the back seat like teenage siblings. As a man, I was stronger than her, and Stacy knew she couldn't win. It made Stacy even more furious to be reminded that I was the one in charge.
"Come off it Stacy," I said, calling her out, "you enjoyed what I did to you back there."
"I fucking did NOT enjoy it!" Stacy fired back.
"Keep telling yourself that, cunt," I said forcefully, "for all your feminist talk about men treating women as sex objects, you can't deny that you just had the orgasm of your life back there, and you got it by completely surrendering your body to a man."
Stacy's struggling became less forceful as she locked her eyes on mine. I could tell by the way she looked at me that she knew I was right. There was no way she was going to admit it, though.
At least, not yet.
Finally, I took hold of both her wrists and pinned her down against the back of the seat.
Stacy's piercing blue eyes were on fire, her full breasts heaving from our little tussle. We both looked down and saw that her nipples were as hard as drill bits, perfectly outlined by her dress.
"Nice tits, bitch," I said just to get her more exasperated.
"Fuck you," Stacy remained defiant.
"Wow, you are one hard bitch to break," I said, almost impressed that she was still resisting, "I'm thinking the only way to shut you up would be to stick a cock in your mouth."
Stacy narrowed her eyes at me.
"Don't you dare."
"Your choice, bitch," I said releasing her wrists, "I can call off the deal and let you out of this limo right now."
Stacy folded her arms and glared at me.
"Or, you can get on your knees and swallow my cock like a good bitch should."
Stacy simmered, her stare burning right through me. I didn't know it at the time, but her pussy had flooded when I told her to suckle my dick.
"Fine!" Stacy snapped, getting down on her knees in front of me. As she began to unzip my trousers I reached down and undid the third button on her dress.
"Hey," she slapped my wrist, "hands off my breasts."
"Wrong bitch," I said sternly, "you've been teasing me with these breasts ever since high school, and now you're going to let me do anything I want with them."
Stacy looked up at me defiantly, refusing to speak as I calmly reached into her top and, one at a time, lifted each of her amazing breasts out so they hung beautifully for me to admire. Her rack was everything I had dreamed it would be...full, firm, and perky. Stacy looked down timidly at her exposed tits and then up at me again.
"Enjoying yourself...sir?" Stacy asked with disdain.
"Absolutely," I replied in awe, ogling her rack, "those breasts are fucking amazing."
Stacy put her hands on her hips.
"My eyes are up here, sir."
I almost thought I saw her give me a slight smile.
"Do a good job, cunt," I ordered as she pulled my shaft out, "I want an award winning performance."
"Ohmygod, it's massive!" Stacy stared at my shaft in a lustful awe. I began to notice that despite all her feminist views, she sure seemed to be enjoying being taken advantage of by a man.
"Shut up and get to work," I ordered.
"Yes...sir..." Stacy answered through clinched teeth. Whipping her hair back, the bitch took hold of my cock and glided her tongue up and down the shaft several times before enveloping it with her warm moist mouth.
"Mmmmmmm..." Stacy moaned as she began bobbing her head back and forth, her blue eyes looking up at me for approval.
"That's it you little cock tease," I said both encouraging and demeaning her at the same time, "keep going bitch, this is for every guy in high school that you used and manipulated to get what you wanted."
"Mmmpphh!" Stacy protested as she aggressively assaulted my member with long rapid pulls of her mouth, pausing each time to swirl her tongue around the head of my cock before enveloping my entire shaft once again.
"Oh that's very good bitch. This is why men love getting blowjobs so much," I said, deliberately trying to trigger Stacy, "it's so we can get you girls to shut the fuck up."
"MMPH!!!" Stacy's eyes were full of anger at my sexist remark, but she kept going, channeling her aggression into the demeaning task of pleasuring my cock.
"You know," I said continuing to purposely gaslight Stacy, "this is really the only thing women are good for."
"MMMPPHHH!!!" Stacy's eyes were firing daggers at me as she began to pump my shaft as fast as she could with her amazing mouth.
"You'd be a lot happier as a woman if you just got married, stayed home, cleaned the house, and sucked your husband's dick when he got home."
"MMMMPPPPHHHHHH!!!!!"
I reached down and took hold of Stacy's breasts, squeezing and pinching her rock hard nipples.
"Just walk around the house topless so he can grab your tits whenever he wants."
"MMMMPPPPHHHHHH!!!!!"
"Wear a collar and leash so that everyone knows you belong to him."
"MMMMPPPPHHHHHH!!!!!"
"Be naked and on all fours when he comes home from work so he can fuck you the minute he walks in the door."
"MMMMPPPPHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!"
"Cook him a nice dinner, then suck on his cock under the table while he enjoys his meal."
In her anger, Stacy fought back the only way she could. The bitch completely enveloped my shaft and began giving long slow pulls up the entire length of my member, using such massive suction that I cried out in pleasure.
"AH! Oh yes, bitch! UM!! Just like that, you fucking cunt."
Stacy aggressively sucked and sucked and sucked with amazing intensity. This obviously wasn't the first time she had ever had a cock in her mouth. For someone who claimed to be against the objectification and submission of women however, Stacy was very skilled at the art of pleasing men, and seemed to be secretly enjoying being treated as though all men were entitled to her body.
"Ummm yes! That's it, slut. Suck me fucking dry," I lay my head back and took in the moment.
Here was Stacy Richardson, manipulative feminist bitch, on her knees in front of me with her tits in my hands and her mouth around my cock, using suction that would make even the most experienced professional jealous.
"Ohgod, Stacy! I'm going to come!"
The bitch kept sucking as if her life depended on it, partly out of anger at the way she was being treated, and partly to convince me how good she really was at going down on guys. I could feel the eruption coming as Stacy continued pulling the most unbelievable cries of pleasure from me.
"OH FUCK! I'M GOING TO EXPLODE!"
As she felt me lock in tension about to unload, Stacy tried to pull away.
"Oh no you don't, bitch," I said, grabbing her by the hair and forcing my cock further down her throat.
"MMMMM!!!!! MMMMMMM!!!!!!!" Stacy cried out in protest as I held the back of her head and fucked her warm moist mouth as hard and as deep as I could.
"Take it, cunt," I ordered as my cock unloaded down her throat, "take all of it."
"MMMMMMMMMMMM!!!!!!!!!" Stacy screamed and gagged as she swallowed everything I gave her.
Finally, when she had finished draining me, I released my grip, allowing her to pull away.
Stacy gasped for air.
"You fucking bastard!" she said trying to catch her breath, "I can't believe the things you are making me do!"
"Don't even try to put this on me, Stacy," I replied, "you've been using your body to get what you want from guys for years, and now it's time for payback.
Stacy's piercing blue eyes were like those of a wounded kitten. She knew she was getting what she deserved, but she had no intention of being defeated in this game of sexual dominance we were playing.
Recovering from the ordeal, Stacy noticed that the limo had stopped in the parking deck and Gavin had gotten out to open the passenger door.
"Gavin, come join us." I said as he peeked in.
Stacy froze, her eyes going wide when she remembered that her breasts were still out.
"Having fun, boss?" Gavin looked over at Stacy, "nice tits, Miss."
Fuming, Stacy crossed her arms over her beautiful mounds. When she saw Gavin smile slightly, she realized he was also enjoying her embarrassment.
"Gavin, lower the privacy barrier so we can see up front."
"You got it, boss."
"What are you going to make me do?" Stacy asked suspiciously.
We both watched as the privacy barrier to the limo disappeared, opening a clear view to the driver's area.
"Now, you are going to show us how a bitch like you fucks," I answered.
Stacy's jaw dropped.
