Hurt By Men

Pauline sat in her car with an excited look. No matter how long she'd been visiting this bar, it still gave a sense of mystery every time she came back.

The building was large and had very bright lights and silicon designs. The entrance was bubbling with enthusiastic people. She stepped out of her car and entered the bar.

The enthusiastic pole dancers gave her winks. She nodded at them unfazed then moved through the crowd of people who were either dancing or just standing around to talk over alcohol. She arrived at the back and pulled a stool and sat down on her favourite spot.

"Get me something strong." She said to the bar Keeper.

Roderick smiled and patted the wine bottle next to him. "Just like every other time eh?"

She nodded. "Just like that."

Roderick poured her a glass and she sipped slowly. It was unlike her to sip rather than down the content and ask for another shot. He eyed her suspiciously. "I hope you won't call for your boyfriend this time?"

Pauline dropped the glass and smiled. "I need to get home somehow."

"That guy gives me the creeps. Who wears a military uniform to a bar?" Roderick seemed pissed. The last time Richard was here, he had felt so small that he had to hide at the back just to not get into his line of sight.

"Don't worry; he doesn't go around beating people up." Pauline assured.

"Drink up," Roderick finally smiled and rubbed his shoulder timidly. "It's on the house."

"Which side of the bed did you wake up from, Roderick, that," she tipped the glass towards him with a bashful smile. "You have to give me free booze?"

"Let's say it's a thank you gift for uhm…"

"I get it," she waved her arm and downed the content of the glass. "Hit me with more."

"Gladly. We even have a new combination; the stuff makes the alcohol 10% stronger. Want some?" he asked while pouring her another glass.

Pauline shook her head. "The night's young, I want to be clear headed for the next two hours or so."

"I see!" Roderick smiled, "you're hunting for men, aren't you?"

"When have I not hunted for men?"

Roderick tipped his head towards a particular direction. "You should check that dude out."

Pauline followed his line of sight and was indeed impressed. Sitting by the corner with two girls in his company was a tall, muscular man with toned muscles. His shirt was tight around his body making it possible for her to outline his six packs.

He looked delicious and her eyes travelled down till they settled on the huge mound on his jeans. He was surely aroused.

Pauline turned and flashed Roderick a smile. "You have good eyes, Rodri."

"You owe me one. See if you can pry the girls off him."

Pauline paid him for the second glass. "Keep the change."

"Like I would even give it back." He chuckled lightly.

Pauline sauntered towards the delicious man that she had identified. He looked up at her when he noticed that she was approaching their table. He checked her out. She had a good figure. Stunning. Her top was light and he could clearly outline her cleavage and round breasts.

His eyes traced every inch of her body and he barely held in the desire to lick his bottom lip.

"Hey, handsome, can I speak to you for a while?"

"You heard the princess." He smiled at the two ladies and they scurried away from him hesitantly. "What do you want, princess?"

Pauline hated being called princess but she stomached it and gave him another smile. "What's your name?"

The man smiled. "Carl."

….

Pauline and Carl arrived at her apartment. They rushed out of the car and towards each other like heated animals. Pauline's top was now hanging loosely while Carl had already unbuckled his belt.

They kissed intensely while making their way towards the door. It had taken only a little bit of effort on Pauline's part to convince the man to follow her home. He was just another horny bastard!

The door flung open and Carl scooped Pauline into the air and made her body press against his without breaking the kiss. Pauline was excited by such violence. It looked like he had the same drive as her.

They closed the door and bolted it. Pauline struggled free and led him to the bed room. She pushed him down and gave him a seductive smile. She began to slowly but gently remove every layer of clothe he had on.

In minutes Carl was left naked on the bed with his erection towering in front of him. Throbbing even. He was aroused to the highest heavens. Never did he think he could have met someone who would be able to take his aggressive nature and make him this hard.

He gulped as he saw that Pauline had started to strip tease. She tugged at her top and pulled it off then at her trousers leaving only her panties and bra. She turned around so he could get a look at her body. She was amazing!

Carl jumped at her but Pauline held him back with a strong grip. He was surprised that she had such strength.

Click!

She cuffed his arms and pulled him towards the bed. She tied his hands up. "I like taking control. I love to dominate and hear men moan under me and cry for help!"

Her eyes carried a certain hint of fiery glints. Carl was even more pleasured. He watched as Pauline pulled her bra off and then the panties. She stood over him with a smile. He gulped again feeling his lower body going wild with pleasure.

All of a sudden he felt that he should at least have his hands just to be able to touch those godly peaks. Those nipples that looked as if they were shaped by a master craftsman. He wanted to touch the meat hole between her legs that was now exposed to his view.

"You look godlike," he said but his voice sounded more like a moan. "Why do you love to dominate men? At least I can have my hands back."

Pauline smiled. "Because men have hurt me. They've hurt me pretty bad and I just want to squeeze and milk them dry of their juices till they won't have the strength to stand anymore."

With that she tugged at a corner of the bed and pulled a whip. She twisted it with a wicked smile. Carl froze on realising her intentions. He lost his erection that very moment.