Here Pussy, Pussy
Posted by: Ms. Nicole in NiteFlirt, anal, cock sucking, control, defeat, domination, domme, dumbass, femdom, feminization, humiliated, humiliating, humiliating experience, humiliation, laughter, physical pain, r/t, respect, sandals, strap-on, twistedCatcalls are one things, but this guy went too far; read on…
I made a rare trip into a hardware store today to pick up some supplies for an upcoming project. Normally I would send a “chore boy” to do My shopping, but I was thinking up things on the fly and wanted to pick out some goodies Myself.
The hardware store has an in-house cat to keep away nasty critters (blech) and such. The kitty is very pretty and is quite large. He’s somewhat of a male Diva, lol, with his purple collar and sense of entitlement to be petted.
There I was slightly leaned over to give the frisky feline a nice scratch on the head, when I hear a gruff voice, spoken in just above a whisper (but obviously meant for My ears) “Here sweet pussy, pussy! Lemme get somma that.” And then the sounds of teeth and lips smacking together and a “Mmmmhhhhmm”.
Ugh! Disgusting jackass. 
I slowly (but gracefully) turned to face this idiot. My first thought was that I was looking at Bozo the Clown. Bright pink bandanna, cowboy hat, curly-q mustache, baggy pants, and a bright red nose that told Me he was more than familiar with the Anheuser-Busch family. 
There was no way I could walk away from this chance; I couldn’t wait to lay into this fucker.
He got a big grin on his face, and in the most idiotic drawl I have ever had the displeasure of hearing, said, “Well, dang, I don’t know if you’re purttier from the front or the back! Looks like evy view is a good’un!” He gives accents a bad name, lol.
I saw the lady behind the counter cringe, and even the kitty ran off. I cocked My head to the side, gave him a slow, sweet smile, but let My eyes give him a hint of what My mouth was about to say. He blinked a few times, his eyelids kind of drooped and even his mustache curled down a bit, and then his back kind of slumped. He started walking backward as I walked toward him.
I heard a snicker from the counter and a *ahem* from somewhere else in the store. I was focused on My prey like a hawk; he knew he had made a huge mistake. Someone let out a bit of nervous laughter somewhere in the store.
I was slinking in his direction like a cat to an ugly mouse, claws drawn and ready. He was like a cartoon man walking the wrong way on a banana peel; his feet were moving but he wasn’t getting anywhere. I swear, it was absolutely priceless to watch him squirm away from little ol’ Me!
I said, “Save your idiotic come-ons for your blow up dolls, Barnum Bailey.” ( I swear his mouth then turned into a great big “O”, just like a blow-up doll *hehe*) “I bet the smell of soft plastic and balloon air gets your little cocklet as hard as a peanut, doesn’t it?” I moved in closer to him, My perfectly pedicured foot in My cute sandals sliding on top of his boot. I pressed down hard with the ball of My foot–he stumbled back, grunting.
“You know, you sure do have a pretty mouth, boy. [ty “Deliverance” LOL!) If you’re really interested in Me, we could go back to your mom’s basement, put you on your filthy mattress, and I could show you what women really want by using your ass as My own personal pussy. What do you say, cowboy?” “You want Me to show you My version of getting pussy?”
His mouth twisted into a grimace-smirk, “Yous kiddin’ me, aintcha?” He looked utterly confused and a little scared.
I just barely laughed and very slowly shook My head, lightly licking My lips. (I wouldn’t touch his nasty ass with someone else’s strap-on, but I wanted to watch him squirm)
He looked at Me like I had suddenly grown horns, thought for a second, *almost* made a remark, then hot-footed it out of the store, looking over his shoulder one last time as I said, “I don’t know if you’re uglier from the front or the back, but that saggy ass looks like it’s been used a time or two!” 
The lady behind the counter was red as a beet when I checked out. The only words she said as I took My bag to leave were — “I bet he’ll think twice next time he wants to talk nasty to a Lady. He looks like he prolly does take it up the butt!”
Haha! The way she said it was soooo funny, I wanted to crack up right there. Somehow, I held My composure. *hehe*
Guys:
There’s nothing wrong with complimenting a beautiful woman, but when you do, be respectful. Vulgarity gets you nothing but hurt feelings, possibly physical pain, and a ton of embarrassment. Being nasty is just….nasty!
Of course, that jackass is probably at home right now, listening to mommy call him for dinner as he tries to finish jerking his teeny-weenie to the memory of My voice (and probably My ass, too; lol) and a copy of Brokeback Mountain. (a movie I happen to adore, by the way; I hope this doesn’t ruin it for Me, lol. )
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