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Turning the Tables
by Richard-to-Rachel
This story contains forced unconsenting sex so please do not read it if
you are offended by such material.
It's every woman's worst nightmare. You're out late, walking back from a
club down dark, deserted alleyways. Suddenly your sexy, revealing clubwear
makes you feel horribly naked and exposed. And then you hear it, footsteps
in the road behind you. You turn a corner and they're still there, still
following your every move. You slow down in the hope that they'll walk on
past, but they still keep pace with you. Until in a panic you find
yourself backed into a corner, a road that leads nowhere, a dark dead end
with no escape and the sound of the man's footsteps coming ever closer to
you. Well, this time I wasn't going to let myself be intimidated, this
time I was going to turn the tables and take control. I wasn't going to be
a scared little girl.
You see, I wasn't just any ordinary girl, I was something different,
something special. I hadn't always been the way I was, hell, I hadn't
always been female. But years of transformation had turned me from the
shy, quiet guy that I was into a striking, sexy, tough woman and I wasn't
about to let any man change that. So, on turning into the dark cul-de-sac,
I turned back around to face my pursuer. I only had to wait a couple of
seconds to see a guy come around the corner and stand staring at me.
"Have you been following me?" I demanded.
He looked nervous like maybe he hadn't done this before, or maybe the
other girls didn't tend to stand up to him. I recognised him as one of the
guys who had been giving me wolf whistles and catcalls from outside the
club. He must have followed me from there. While he had been intimidating
in that big group or when his heavy footsteps sounded in time with the
clicking of my pointed heels, now, standing to face him, he didn't scare
me at all. He was not especially strong or muscular, good looking in a
blandly unmemorable way. In my five inch heels, I stood comfortably over
six foot and towered above him. He gave a sheepish smile.
"Maybe we're just walking the same way," he said.
"Maybe you end the night walking the same way as a lot of girls," I
sneered, "Maybe this is the only way you can have your way with them."
"Well, dressed like that, I reckon you're asking for it," he replied,
finally growing some balls and leering at my skimpy outfit.
I was dressed like I always did on a night out, entirely in rubber fetish
wear and I had to admit I made quite a sight in my latex mini-dress and
thigh high patent boots. The dress was a black ballerina style latex
number with a pleated twirl skirt that barely covered my thighs and a lace
up front that clung to my narrow waist and stretched to try and contain my
enormous DD tits. The latex clung too tight to my chest to bother with a
bra and beneath the dress all that held in my remaining manhood was a red
satin thong. My shiny boots had a spiked metal five inch heel and laced
all the way up the front. My hair was in platinum blonde waves and my
make-up was striking and dramatic, extended lashes, glitter eyeshadow and
crimson lipstick. I had very long, dark red false nails on my hand. The
outfit was horribly impractical but made me look amazing and just like a
fetish dominatrix whore. Which I guess could mean that I was asking for
it. Certainly, on a night like tonight I was desperate to get laid and the
evening ended pretty frustratingly with me not managing to find a man who
wasn't put off by my bold attire and similar attitude.
"So, I'm a woman who enjoys her sexuality," I came back, "Does that give
you any right to follow me home expecting some action."
"You're just like the others, your mouth says you don't want it, but your
body says you do."
He said I was just like the others but I suspected he'd never met a woman
quite like me before and this began to make me think of an idea. A way to
truly gain control of the situation.
"What about you then? I bet you're just gagging for it when you see a girl
like me. Isn't your little cock just getting so hard just at the thought
of it," I said, "Maybe it should be me taking advantage of you, little
man."
"Hey gorgeous, it's all the same to me," he grinned lasciviously, taking a
step closer to me.
"Just so long as you remember who's in control," I said, grabbing him by
the shirt and pulling him over to me.
I pulled him into a kiss, frenching him with my tongue deep inside his
mouth as I let my hands run down to unzip his jeans. Sure enough, his cock
was pretty hard, but it wasn't much to feel really, barely four inches of
it. I squeezed his cock and balls tightly in a way that made him break
from the kiss and let out a yelp of pain.
"Christ, you do have such a little sissy cock," I giggled, "No wonder you
can't get any girls the normal way."
His face flushed red with a mix of anger and embarrassment and he slapped
me across the face.
"You can't talk to me like that," he spat out in fury, maybe he was
starting to feel like I wasn't the kind of girl to tangle with.
In no kind of mood to suffer his insubordinate behaviour and with my cheek
smarting from where he hit me, I landed a slap of my own on his face,
scraping my long false nails across his cheek to scratch him. He doubled
back in pain and I landed a kick with my pointy boots right in his groin
which caused him to drop to his knees in pain, tears in his eyes.
"Remember, you sissy bitch, I'm the one in control, don't you ever try
something like that again," I said, angrily.
He stared up at me, open mouthed, hardly believing what was happening.
This wasn't at all what he had been after. The look of pain in his eyes
thrilled me, it told me I was now the one in charge as he knelt at my
feet. It gave me a thrill of power and I decided to press home my
advantage. I lifted my left leg and pushed my spiked heel down on his
shoulder as he tried to get up. I was bigger and probably stronger than
him and I think he realised it as he stayed down and simply whimpered.
"What do you want with me?"
"You go around thinking you can take whatever you want from girls with
that pathetic little sissy cock of yours," I spat the words angrily in his
bewildered and scared face, "And it's about time someone turned the tables
on you and taught you a thing or two. I'm going to show you what it's like
to get fucked with a real cock."
If he was confused and afraid before, his expression simply got even more
wide eyed as I pulled up my latex ballerina skirt and he saw the huge
bulge in my satin panties.
"That's right, I'm not the kind of girl you took me for," I sneered,
pulling the thin satin material aside and pulling out my thick, uncut
eight inch monster, already becoming harder, I began to stroke it just
inches from his face, "Yeah, I might be a totally hot woman but I'm still
more man than you'll ever be," I laughed, "How does it feel, kneeling
before a woman with a cock twice the size of yours? A pathetic dirty
little sissy like you is only good for worshipping a real cock like this."
"You're crazy," he whimpered and pleaded, tears still in his eyes, "What
are you going to do with me?"
"What do you think sissy? I'm going to make you eat it. Open your mouth."
"N..n..no, I...I can't," he stammered, "You've got me all wrong. I'm not
gay, I don't want this."
"That wasn't a question," I said, standing over him commandingly, I
slapped my firm meat across his cheek, smearing him with a little pre-cum,
"I don't care what you want. This is what sissy freaks like you deserve."
"I won't do it," he said, as I slapped my cock across his face again,
still jerking it, still watching as he barely took his eyes off it, he'd
obviously never seen one that big before, certainly not up this close,
sticking out from a beautiful girl's body, "You can't make me."
From where I rested my left foot on his shoulder, I dug the spike of my
heel into his flesh, ripping his shirt open and drawing blood. He screamed
out.
"Aaarh, that hurt, you bitch," he cried, only he swallowed the last couple
of words as I had used the opportunity of him screaming to slip my cock
between his lips.
"There we are," I smiled at him, "That wasn't so hard now, was it? You
look like a proper sissy slut now with your lips around my cock."
He could only mumble as he tried to pull his head back off my manhood, but
I had my hands wrapped around the back of his head, pushing him deeper
onto me, pushing my dick deeper into his warm, wet throat.
"That's it, bitch, I moaned, suck my cock. Suck it like a dirty whore," as
I said this, I pulled out until my whole length bar the head was out of
his mouth, waited for a second as he gasped for air around it, before
pushing back down his throat.
His eyes were totally wide now, concentrating intently on looking up at
me, my huge round breasts, leather mini-dress, taunting scarlet grin, but
most of all the incredible eight inch beast that pushed between his lips.
It was a beautiful little expression in his eyes, like a rabbit caught in
the headlights, alarmed and helpless, completely in my power, unable to
resist as I face fucked him, forcing him to deep throat me even as he
gagged and choked on my meat.
"How does it feel to be on the other side, sissy boy? To take it rather
than give it?" I demanded, "Not all those girls you fucked were such eager
little nympho sluts as you though, not so natural when it came to
swallowing a big hard cock."
He mumbled some insult or complaint but I couldn't hear it over the
slurping sound as my cock slipped between his lips, as I pushed his head
forward towards my groin and then let it slide back.
"Or maybe it's not so natural," I teased, "Maybe you've done this before,
slut boy. That tough guy act is just a disguise so people don't know that
inside you're a dirty whore who thinks about nothing but swallowing hard
cocks and drinking men's cum."
I don't know if he was even aware of it but I felt him begin to get into
it, to open his throat to allow me inside, his tongue began to caress my
shaft as it slid into and out of his mouth. I let up the pressure on the
back of his head a little and still he moved forward, swallowing my meat
until my balls nestled up against his chin. Feeling this slight change, I
was able to relax and get really into it, resting my back against the wall
of the alley, one booted foot on his shoulder, my hands now loosely around
his head, my pleated latex skirt around my waist and my cock, now rock
hard, slipping into his mouth. I looked down at him and there was lust as
well as fear in his eyes.
"Oh yes, oh fuck, God you suck like a pro sissy boy," I moaned, still
taunting him, "Just imagine if all your friends from the club could see
you now, on your knees like a dirty whore, sucking on thick tranny cock
sooo much bigger than yours! What would they think to know you're just a
naughty, kinky, cock loving slut bitch who likes nothing more than a piece
of hard meat between your lips."
I let my cock slip from his mouth, the head was glistening with pre-cum
and saliva. I smeared it across his face, painting his lips with my sticky
juices.
"Aah, yes, my little sissy boy, you just love the taste of cum, don't
you?" I smiled.
"No. No, I don't," he gasped, his mouth finally free to protest, "I didn't
want this," his voice was still high and terrified, "I'm not gay. I don't
like cock or cum. Pleeease just let me go. I'm begging you."
"Come on, don't chicken out on me now sissy, you were desperate for it
before, you were asking for it," I grinned nastily, "Now, if you're going
to beg, why don't you beg for what you really want?"
"No," he pouted like a sulky child, "That isn't what I want. I want you to
let me go."
"Not good enough," I grinned nastily, digging my heel back into his
shoulder in a way that made him yelp with pain once more, I was loving the
control that the inflicting of pain and my dominant position gave me, it
was an incredible turn on, "Now, beg probably, my little bitch, and maybe
I'll make this less humiliating for you."
It's amazing what a little pain, threats and persuasion can do to a guy,
because it took literally a matter of seconds for this guy, who just a few
minutes earlier was all macho posturing and threatening to have his way
with me in this dark alley, to be begging for cock like a cheap whore.
"Yes, you're right," he said, tears in his eyes, "I am a dirty little
sissy who needs nothing more than a big, thick, juicy cock. Pleeease let
me suck on your beautiful girlie cock. It's sooo much bigger and thicker
than mine, I deserve to be your sissy bitch slut slave soaked in your warm
juices!"
While the tears in his eyes and the manic, fearful edge to his voice
suggested he would say anything to get out of this situation, I felt that
there was a part of him that was really into this, a part that knew just
what to say, what to beg for.
"That's very good, you do make quite a good submissive sissy slave," I
smiled, "See, all you needed was a little persuasion to let your real self
come out." All this time I had still been stroking my cock as he had
glanced quickly between it and my eyes, still painting his sticky lips
with my pre-cum, "Now, slut, show me how much you worship my cock!"
He opened his lips and gingerly licked his tongue across my swollen head,
licking the pre-cum from around his mouth. This seemed to give him a
little confidence and he opened his mouth to take my cock back inside.
With no assistance from me this time, he began to bob back and forth on
it, letting it out of his mouth to swirl his tongue around the head,
giving me a real blow job.
"Oh my God!" I gasped with pleasure, my throbbing manhood perfectly
stimulated by his lips and tongue, "That's just right, you dirty
cocksucking slut, it feels sooo goooood, you give amazing head, bitch!"
He looked so cute kneeling before me, in his eyes there was pain, fear and
humiliation, but just a little hint of arousal, although the fact that
this was turning him on may have made him more terrified than anything I
could do to him.
My cock was still incredibly hard and leaking pre-cum, and he looked so
good sucking on it, but still I let it slip from between his lips and
eased my boot off his bleeding shoulder, allowing him to stand up.
"Alright, bitch, you suck cock pretty incredibly," I said, "But I've had
enough of it, get up."
He looked incredibly relieved and slowly picked himself up off the ground.
His knees were dirty from kneeling in the street, his shirt torn and his
shoulder bloody, his face was smeared with pre-cum and still bore marks
where I had scratched him. He stood unsteadily and turned to leave. Quick
as a flash, I grabbed his arm and thrust him against the wall, facing away
from me so his chest was pressed against the wall. Before he quite knew
what was happening, I had torn open his jeans and pulled them down around
his ankles. Holding him flat against the wall, I pushed my body against
his back, so my huge breasts were pressed into his shoulders. My face was
barely an inch from his, I leaned in and whispered in his ear as I ran my
hand over his now bare arse.
"You didn't think that was it, did you bitch?" I said, licking my pre-cum
from his face as I violently pushed his head against the wall with my
other hand, "Come on, sissy boy, that's not how you left it with those
other girls, is it?" as I said this, I pushed his legs wide open, took my
index finger of the hand that was running along his arse crack and slid it
inside his anus, making him gasp, "Besides, it's not what a sissy whore
like you is really after, don't worry, you asked for it and now I'm going
to give it to you properly."
"Oh no, please, don't," he whimpered as I fingered his arse hole with my
long finger, "Please, no, I never wanted this. Don't do it to me."
I took my finger out, licked it and stuck it back inside his arse to
provide a little lubrication. He began to really cry now, begging me
desperately not to do what I was about to. But it was too late, I knew
what I wanted and I was going to take it from him whether he asked for it
or not.
"God your arse is tight," I moaned as I finger fucked him with the first
two fingers of my left hand, "I don't know how you're going to fit me in
there."
"I...I can't, don't make me," he sobbed.
"Are you a virgin little sissy?" I sneered, "If so then this is going to
hurt a lot," he let out a little whimper.
Taking my fingers from inside him, I placed the head of my cock at the
entrance to his tight little arse and began to push it inside. He was even
tighter than expected, his arse gripped the end of my cock like a vice,
stimulating it in ways that I couldn't remember in a long time, it felt
amazing, becoming ever more so as I pushed slowly deeper and deeper inside
him. He let out an incredible scream.
"Help, help, Oh God please no!"
"There's nobody to come help you," I taunted in his ear, pushing ever
deeper through his incredibly tight sphincter, "Your arse is mine now, I'm
going to be the one to take your cherry, my submissive little virgin
sissy."
I withdrew my cock so just the head was still inside him and he let out a
gasp of relief. It was only temporary however as, a second later, I
grabbed his head, pulled it back and, levering myself like this, thrust
the full length of my eight inch beast deep up inside him, completely
impaling him. He could barely move, pushed hard against the wall, my
breasts against his back, my hands pulling his head back, my legs in thigh
high boots pushing his open and his arse stuck on my massive member. I
pulled out again and then thrust back in even harder. Establishing a
rhythm, I was soon pounding his tight virgin arse for all I was worth,
still taunting him in his ear as he cried and screamed in pain.
"This is what it felt like for all those girls, when you did this to them,
bitch. Now it's your turn to know the pain of having your virginity so
painfully violated. Don't worry, a slut like you will grow to like it.
Eventually you won't be able to live without being violently fucked in the
arse. Hell, I'm doing you a favour, bringing out the real you, sissy boy."
"Aarrgh, no, stop it, pleeease, I've learnt my lesson, I can't stand any
more of this, it hurts soooo much," he whimpered tearfully, little knowing
that his pleading only spurred me on to rape his tight arse ever harder,
my thrusts more and more violent every time he begged me to stop.
The submissive helplessness in his voice was such an incredible turn on
for me, knowing he was totally in my power, impaled on my cock. I was in
control of inflicting whatever I liked on him and he just had to stand
there and take it. The power was intoxicating. I ran my fingers down from
where I had been pulling his hair to his chest. As I thrust hard and deep
inside him, tearing his arse hole to pieces as I took his cherry, I dug my
fingers with their long false nails deep into his chest causing him to cry
out in further pain.
"Oh fuck, oh God yes," I moaned, "Oh you fucking sissy bitch, I'm going to
tear your tight virgin arse to pieces before we're through. You'll be
feeling this for weeks. Oh my fucking God, yes, yes, YES! Don't pretend
you're not enjoying this, bitch. You've always wondered how a girl feels
when she's taking a big, hard cock, well now you know. It's fucking
incredible, there's nothing like it, is there, you sissy cock loving
slutboy?"
All he did was grunt back but I didn't care, the power and the incredible
tight stimulation on my cock as I brutally raped this stranger's arse were
enough for me, it wasn't going to take long to send me over the edge.
"You know that tight sissy arse of yours is going to make me cum any time
soon," I hissed in his ear, "Does it humiliate you, sissy boy, to have a
girl like me violating your pretty arse, waiting for her warm seed inside
you? OH GOD, Oh fuck. I know I'm going to enjoy being the first to cum
inside your precious little virgin arse, but I'm sure I won't be the last,
will I you dirty whore? You just love getting that tight arse fucked and
you're never going to stop, you're a changed man now. From now on you're
going to be the one submissively taking it. Yes, fuck, yes, OH YES, I'M
CUMMING BITCH! Feel my cum inside you!!!"
And I was, as I pulled his hair and dug my fingers further into his flesh,
I pushed my cock deep inside him so my balls were slapping against his and
filled his arse with hot, creamy white juices. After I had spurted a
couple of times inside him, I pulled him off me and away from the wall.
Pushing him to the ground, I continued to jerk off my cock, continuing to
cum and shooting my load all over his face and chest.
"Oh yes, sissy slut, I'm going to soak you all over with my cum. That's
what you wanted isn't it you dirty bitch?" As I finished cumming on him, I
noticed as he lay prostrate, helpless and humiliated on the wet and dirty
floor of the dark deserted alleyway that his own cock had become harder
than mine, "Oh my God, you sick sissy fuck, you really did enjoy me taking
your cherry and raping your tight sissy arse." I laughed at him, "Christ,
what's more humiliating, having been raped by a shemale dominatrix or
having enjoyed it so much?"
Leaving him in tears, collapsed with his arse bleeding and torn open and a
raging hardon, I put my own now soft cock back inside my satin panties and
walked away, the clicking of my spiked heels taking me far from the dark
and scary deserted alleyways where I would have no need to fear anymore.
Not when I knew what I did now, that the men who follow women down those
dark streets are just sissies who need nothing more than a good, hard
arsefucking to put them right.
THE END
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