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Cornered and Pegged As He Is Taught The Ultimate Femdom Lesson!
(Scarlett Steele)

Hank walked up to her with his cock still in his hands. "Come on Rita. Just touch him, you know you want to," he cooed. 



Rita looked down, Hank's hand gently stroked over his long hard phallus. "Are you going to jack off right here in front of me?" she asked incredulously.



"I don't need to jack off. He does so much better coming into your ass or pussy if you'd rather. I'm good with the pounding. I've wanted to pound that sweet tight ass of yours since I met you," Hank said.



Rita shook her head. The man had no filter, had no scruples, had no restraints. He stepped to her and touched her hand with his cock head. He groaned. Instead of jerking away, like she knew she should do, the man strangely turned up her libido. She wanted to touch his long hard cock. She sucked in a deep breath and grasped it. He groaned again and bucked forward. She pushed it through his open pants, stuffing it back within and stepped back. 



Hank casted a hurt look at Rita. He slowly stuffed his hard cock into his pants and zipped it. The bulge stuck out obviously with the hard-on within his pants. She almost felt sorry for the man. But he was so crass with the way he assumed if he produced his cock, she'd be all over it. He sighed heavily.



"Your loss," he said as he turned his back on her and headed for the door. He paused before opening it and left.



He had a lot of nerve thinking she'd just jump at the chance to mess around with him. He assumed all women he showed his cock to would be happy to let him pound her. He didn't know how to romance and woo a woman. He was all about making lewd comments. Rita wanted to teach the man a lesson. Perhaps if he experienced a touch of it, he'd think twice before opening his mouth or assuming that all women wanted a piece of him. 



Rita formulated a plan to lure Hank back to her house. She had toys there she could easily teach the man a big lesson. But first, she needed to make nice with him. Though he didn't deserve her kindness, she had to pour it on in order to win his trust. It wouldn't take much, because all he needed was a little encouragement that he'd be getting off later. She'd keep that promise too, but it would come at a price, she'd make sure of it.



When Rita approached the bar, Hank was at the other end tending to customers. He laughed and joked as he created the drink and handed it to the man. Turning back, he saw Rita standing at the end of the bar. Thinking she had an order for him he approached her, his face set in a grim scowl.



"What can I do for you, Rita?" he asked.



"Oh, calling me by my first name. Wow, that's a change," she said and giggled.



Hank pulled the cloth out and wiped the counter in front of him. "Yeah, it's your name. What do you need?" he asked again.