Sweet Revenge

Titania Trix was one of the top comedy Drag Queen acts in the South West. Her weekend show drew crowds from far and wide and of many persuasions who loved her dressing as she did in her high heeled thigh boots and outrageous PVC outfits

Titania's act of double entendre comments, blue jokes and singing went down well with most of her audience.

However there were a number of regulars in one club she attended who just couldn't keep their hands off her, grabbing and poking her intimate regions to the point where their attentions were totally unwanted.

Hank, Billy, Stu & Simon took great delight in manhandling Titania squeezing her ass, tits and thighs.

Her ass became so sore that during one show it was becoming difficult to give her usual great performance as she tottered in her 6 inch heels her panties were rubbing her skin raw.

It didn't end there, when her act ended the gang would crowd round her rubbing their bodies next to hers whispering crude remarks as to what they wanted to do to her.

After one really good gig a smiling Titania went back to her dressing room. She closed the door and put the light on. She was grabbed from behind.

Before she could cry out Billy clamped his hand over her mouth, 'Now girly it's time we had some fun.'

Titania was forced to kneel on a chair so her ass waved in the air. She felt her red PVC skirt being ripped from her flesh and her man cunt exposed.

Simon stroked her buttocks, Titania flinched. 'Now now sweet cheeks, just time for some foreplay.'

Something smooth and hard was pressed against Titania, she tensed her cunt muscles to stop it violating her, 'Hey the bitch wants to play' Hank laughed as he rammed the dildo in fully.

Titania gave a muffled cry of pain. 'It don't stop there girly,' as Stu presented his firm cock before her eyes. Billy released her lips and pushed her mouth nearer to the throbbing shaft. 'That's right, you girly's like a proper man, don't you?'

Titania gasped as the hot tip was brushed against her ruby lips. Billy and Simon held her firmly while Stu grabbed her hair and thrust his rod deep into Titania's throat.

'Slap, slap, slap.' Titania moaned as Hank smacked her ass hard.

'See Stu, she just loving your fat cock,' as he struck her harder.

Stu face fucked Titania hard, his grunts and gasps told her he was near.

Titania couldn't help but to lick and suck on the thick shaft, 'MMMMMMm, here it comes baby, AHHHHHHHHHhhhhrr.' Stu shot his load. The other three amused themselves wanking over Titania's firm ass flesh, emptying their sacs so her skin dripped with cum.

The four men wiped their penis across Titania's mouth, she grimaced as Stu's cum dripped from her lips. 'See you next week honey' they shouted as they left her room.

Titania couldn't move, she had been sexually violated and it left it's mark in her mind.

She felt physically sick and reached for her bottle of VAT 69 taking a good swig.

Titania's man cunt burned as she eased herself from the chair. As she stood the offending dildo slid slowly from her abused hole. She picked up the pieces of her ruined skirt and screamed 'AAAAAIIIIIIEEEEEE.'

The door crashed open, 'What's wrong honey?' asked Sally the club owner.

Titania looked round, 'Oh nothing new Boss, just the usual four kiddies again playing their cruel games.'

Sally could see tears rolling down Titania's cheeks, 'here hon, have another drink' and poured a good measure.

Titania removed her huge hair piece and wiped her heavily made up face. With the alter ego of Titania gone, James accepted the glass, 'Thanks.'

Sally was angry, 'Those thugs are giving my place a bad name, your not the only one who gets their brand of attention.'

James looked up. 'I think it's time they were taught a lesson.'

He continued to remove Titania's tight outfit, Sally blushed. 'Oh hell, sorry Boss I wasn't thinking.'

'That's OK hon, good job your not my type.' She playfully stroked his cock. 'You feeling better?'

James smiled 'Good job your not mine' as he stroked her cheek and quickly wiped the cum from his soiled body..

Sally left James to finish dressing and went back into the club.

The four men were laughing at the bar, Sally smiled. 'Can I get you boys something?'

Hank spoke, 'Yer, something tall and cold.'

'My pleasure' sneered Sally as she emptied the ice bucket down his jeans. 'Now get out.'

Billy, Stu and Simon guffawed with laughter as Hank stormed out in his sodden clothes, 'And don't forget the soda,' Sally's waitress Helen called, soaking the other three in a spray of sparking water.

James was in the parking lot as the dripping foursome staggered out. He saw how pathetic they looked.

Wincing as he gingerly sat down in his pick-up James vowed revenge upon them..

But the question was, how?