Rick Stevens knew Bryn Thomas was a bitch – a cock tease of the first degree. He had determined this from his frequent visits to the Avalon when he studied her actions closely. As he was a licensed therapist, she intrigued him in a professional way as well.

The Avalon was a working-class bar in “The Ville,” a neighborhood where Appalachian whites rubbed shoulders with Southern blacks and some college kids thrown in the mix. Things were always tense in “The Ville.” But the Avalon was much like its namesake, a place of friendliness and good company.

With the exception of one waitress, Bryn.

Rick came in one Friday night as he often did. He sat down at a corner booth for two and signaled for a waitperson.

It was Bryn. She’d seen him in the bar a few times and admitted he was pretty good-looking – she estimated about 5’ 11”. maybe 180, sandy blonde hair, blue eyes, decent physique – so she adopted her flirtiest, sweetest persona.

“What’ll it be, handsome?” she cooed at Rick. He looked up and returned Bryn’s smile. “A bite and a bump,” he said. “Brat on rye, slaw, and a Hudepohl, please.”

“I’ll put in your order. And if you want anything else – and I do mean anything – you just wave at me.”

She turned and Rick watched her appreciatively as she sauntered away. He thought as he did each time he saw her, “Hmmm. What – maybe 5’6”, 5’7”? Cute. Wavy brunette hair, nice complexion, and deep brown eyes. Lovely smile. Very nice body. But such a goddamned tease.”

At the same time, Rick watched her as she surveyed her surroundings. As Bryn looked for possible conquests, she thought, “I need new meat. Rick looks good. I’ll work on him.”

As evenings do at The Av, this one sauntered casually to the 1 am closing time. Rick remained, having nursed three Hudys. He had spent this evening and most of his previous evenings at the Av watching Bryn flirt and tease the old guys who hung out there, as Rick was an observer – of life, of places, of people, especially bitchy barmaids. She would sit on the laps of the male customers, giving them a peek at her breasts, maybe even brushing her hand across their crotches and then, flounce away. Tonight, Rick had his share of teases but maintained an air of indifference.

Time was called but Rick continued to sit at his table observing the action. And most of it centered on Bryn. She came over to his table and just plopped down on his lap.

“Sweetie, we have to close, but if you want to continue the party, we can at my place.”

It was the best offer Rick had had in some time. And it was, as he had planned, his chance to teach Bryn some manners. “That sounds great. Can I just sit here ‘til you’re done?”

“Of course, hon. You just relax and I’ll come get you.”

Twenty minutes later, they walked to Bryn’s place, a small but serviceable one-bedroom a couple of blocks away. When they entered her place, Bryn tried to take charge by body-blocking Rick against the door and saying, “OK, meat. You do what I tell you or you’ll leave here black and blue.” Rick looked at her thoughtfully for, probably, ten seconds, reached out, and grabbed her arms, saying, “Not so fast, sweetheart. You don’t call the shots; from now on, we do!”

This assertiveness took Bryn aback, so much so that she made no move when Rick gathered her up in a bear hug and nearly squeezed all the air out of her. None of the guys she had fucked and dumped had come on so strongly. Usually, if they tried, she had so completely beguiled and dominated them, their efforts were pitiful.

“So,” Rick stated, “how is this evening going to go? Do you want it down and dirty. Do you want romance and chocolates?” Then he corrected himself, “No, you aren’t the romantic type. How about we just get naked, play a bit and then fuck each other senseless? That sound good to you?”

This caused Bryn to consider what he said and she responded, surprising herself, “Yeah – that sounds about right. Let’s do it in the bedroom.” Totally against her character, she had decided Rick might really be in control. “Well,” she thought, “there’s a first time for everything. We’ll see what happens. But I’ll look for my chance.”

As they entered her room, Rick was only a bit surprised at the wrist and ankle restraints attached to the head and foot of the bed. He commanded, “You’ll be nice – very nice to me. You will obey what I tell you to do. You will not try any tricks.” She nodded yes. Rick then said, “OK, let’s get naked.”

They undressed each other rapidly and completely. It was easy for Rick as Bryn went commando and without a bra on her 34C’s. As she removed Rick’s shirt, she gave him a hickey on his neck. He slapped her face, with the promise of more severe slaps if she kept it up. She went red with fury but he clamped her arms next to her sides and held them there until she settled down.

To return her favor, he lowered his mouth and gave Bryn a massive hickey on her chest, just below the collarbone. She usually wore low-cut tops, better to show off her lovely wares, so the hickey would show.

She leaned over and bit his right nipple – not too hard but enough to make him complain. “Bitch,” he said, “I’ll get you for that.”

But instead of immediately attacking her braless tits, he took her left nipple into his mouth, sucked on it as would a baby, and when she started to get agitated, clamped down with his teeth. At the same time, his left hand was squeezing her right nipple hard. Bryn had never experienced this. And she wondered why her body was betraying her: the pain, she realized, was incredibly arousing. She could feel her cunt get wet and the earliest sensations of an orgasm. She felt at once exhilarated and angry. “Two can play this game,” she thought.

Being coy, she kissed her way down Rick’s flat chest and started to remove his pants. She looked up at him to gain his “approval;” actually, she was still slyly attempting dominance. She’d pull his pants off whether he wanted it or not. As his pants hit the floor, she pulled down his briefs until his stiffened cock sprang free.

“Hmmm, yes” she sighed as she laved his cock with her tongue. “How nice,” she murmured but to her surprise, she actually meant it. Rick’s dick was not massive – maybe 6-1/2 inches, nicely girthy but not too much so. His pubes were trimmed short and his dick and balls were hairless. His pre-cum tasted almost sweet and there was a lot of it.

Once Rick settled in to receiving Bryn’s ministrations, she waited until he was relaxed and then she bit down on his dick to which he sat up and grabbed Bryn’s curly locks.

“What do you think you’re doing, little girl?” His eyes blazed and Bryn felt herself becoming almost afraid. When she didn’t respond quickly, he pulled her hair harder until her face contorted in pain. “Now, kitten, you play nice or next time you do that, I’ll punish you so you won’t walk for days.”

Bryn’s heart skipped a beat. What was happening to her? She never thought she’d ever submit to a man. They were all slobs and self-centered morons. Except, this guy was different. It was obvious he took care of himself. He dressed well. He did have a nice cock, one that would fit in any of her holes nicely, she thought.

She looked at Rick and finally said, “Yes, sir.” Then all coquettish, she fluttered her eyelashes at Rick and said, “Whatever you want, sir.”

Rick relented on the hair a bit and said, “That’s better. Now see if you can make me cum with your mouth; no hands. And when I do, be sure you take it in your mouth and hold it. We’ll have a use for it later."

Bryn attacked his cock, sucking, nibbling, laving, manipulating. She tongued his ball sac and took each testicle in her mouth and rolled it around gently. She had worked up a pretty good rhythm on his glans when Rick grabbed her head and pulled her mouth down to engulf his dick. She gagged. Rick waited a few seconds and relented. Bryn gasped for breath and then returned to her sucking. After another couple minutes of this, Rick said to her, “I’m about to come. Remember, you are to take all my cum in your mouth and don’t spit it out or swallow it. I have plans.”

And cum he did. Six huge spurts. Bryn’s mouth had never been so filled with cum. She had to allow Rick’s cock to slip about halfway out of her mouth just so she had room for his sperm.

Finally, his cock quit its spasms and she sat there, mouth full of come, when Rick said, “Kiss me. Now.”

She did so, meeting Rick’s open mouth. “Will wonders never cease? A straight guy who likes the taste of his own cum. Actually, though I can see why. It tastes good – better than any other I’ve been fed.”

The kiss was long, passionate – and messy. Their snowball passed back and forth until it dissipated. Rick pulled away for a moment and then returned to kiss her again, just as passionately as before.

Bryn felt her cunt get even wetter. And she nearly trembled with anticipation for Rick’s next move.

During their last kiss, Rick had retrieved his tie from the pile of clothes and prepared it for Bryn’s wrists. As the two were parting, Rick spun Bryn around, grabbed both of her arms, pulled them in back and quickly tied it.

Bryn was pissed! How dare he! A mere man; who did he think he was anyway?

Rick’s thoughts paralleled Bryn’s. “Sweetie,” he told her, “this is what you get for being a calculating bitch. It’s obvious most of the men you’ve ‘selected’ have been submissive. But this time, you made a mistake. And I’m about to show you how much fun you’ve been missing.”

She struggled against the binding. She tried to get up off the bed but Rick pushed her down, swung his body around and sat on her pelvis. She soon determined that ‘resistance is futile’ and calmly, if even a bit meekly, stopped her struggles.

“Now, you’re showing wisdom. I guarantee you’ll enjoy what I’m about to do to you and when we’re done you won’t be just any bitch, you’ll be MY bitch!”

Bryn laughed at him and his silly boasts, but at the same was strangely turned on. What was going on with her?

Rick moved to the bottom of the bed and grabbed her right leg, fastening the restraint around her ankle. Bryn thrashed wildly, trying to keep Rick from gaining control of her other leg. But it was no use. Rick’s hands were faster than her leg and of course, he was more powerful. Restraint of the left leg was a given.

Then he arranged the wrist binders, released the tie and unbound her hands. The moment her hands were free, she tried to choke Rick, in the course of events, scratching his face. He took one of his hands, put it around her throat and pushed her down into the bed. She started to gasp.

“None of that, darling,” Rick thundered. “It’s time someone turned the tables on you and that someone is me!” And then, he removed his hand from her throat and attached the restraints to her wrists.

She immediately started in with, “Oh, mister big man, I suppose you’re now going to ravish me, take me in every way possible until I become a quivering mass of jelly and fall magically in love with you? Do your best; you won’t break me and I’ll have you for lunch.” But she wasn’t sure she meant her brave words.

“That’s what you just had, sweetness,” Rick said with a sarcastic tone, “lunch. But soon, it’ll be me who’s lunching – on your pussy.”

He had her precisely where he wanted her. He attached the wrist bindings and looked in her dresser to find some panties she obviously didn’t use and shoved them in her mouth. She protested strongly with what sounded something like, “You cocksucking motherfucker. Just wait ‘til I get free and I’ll have your balls for dessert,” but it was so garbled by her gag, he only thought that’s what she said.

He spread Bryn’s legs apart more and lowered his mouth onto her sex. She was wet – Rick thought, “So, despite her attempts at domination, she seems to be turned on by submitting to me.”

He calmly licked her upper thighs, nuzzled her very fine-trimmed bush, and laved her slit. She whimpered.

He continued to lick her slit, avoiding her clit until her body motions made his tongue collide with the pearl. When that happened, her body shivered and Rick heard her through her gag, “Oh, fuck.”

And just that quickly, her body betrayed her. Probably against her will, she shuddered for several seconds and then relaxed, panting. Rick took advantage of her situation and attacked her clit fiercely, licking, sucking, biting gently, lashing it with his tongue. Bryn writhed in sweet abandon.

When she recovered, her initial thought he was a pretty good pussy eater. She thought, “He made me cum about as well as any man – or woman – ever has. Let’s see what he has in store now.”

As if reading her mind, Rick re-positioned her to move her ass up enough so he could taste her from clit to anus. He worked on her perineum up and down, dipping into her cunt first, then sticking his tongue in her rosebud, gradually working her up to a state of near frenzy. She was saying something Rick couldn’t understand, so he removed the knickers from her mouth to hear her say, “Just stick your dick in me somewhere. Anywhere. But do it now!”

Rick stopped momentarily, again stuffed the panties in her mouth and said, “Now, Bryn, you know the rules. I’m running the show now and when I choose to fuck any of your most delectable holes, it’s based on my desire, not yours. I think for the time being, I’ll keep you in a state of suspense”. And he went back to running his tongue from clit to asshole. Bryn did her best not to respond but rapidly, the need arose in her again and she thrashed as best she could.

“Now, darling,” Rick said sarcastically, “you keep that up, I’ll just quit and go have a sandwich or something. You don’t want that, do you?”

With that, the woman calmed down some although she kept lifting her butt, wanting, needing his touch. He looked down at her with a bemused expression. “That’s much better, my dear. Now, I have to decide which hole to take. Will it be your mouth? No, been there, done that. What about your most inviting pussy? Not right now – it’s probably so loose from all the other guys you’ve fucked it wouldn’t be any fun. Ah, that leaves your ass and I think that will do nicely.”

By this time, Bryn had lost most of her fighting spirit. Her orgasm had been massive and she felt it still. And, she needed his dick.

Rick realized her condition and carefully grabbed her right leg and released the ankle binding in order to turn her over so he could have her ass. She didn’t fight it and Rick said to her, “Are you going to play nice now? Do you want my cock in your butt hole so much you won’t fight me?”

She somewhat weakly nodded her head yes and yielded to his superior strength. He released her from all the restraints and removed the panties from her mouth. He positioned her butt over the end of the bed and spread her cheeks. Rick moved in slowly and took her asshole. Bryn breathed in sharply and then relaxed and moaned. One inch was in her by now; he took it slowly and steadily. The second inch of his cock moved past her sphincter followed several seconds later by the third, the fourth, the fifth, and finally, he was totally inside her. He held his position for a few seconds and gradually pulled out at the same methodical pace.

Bryn wiggled her ass as much as she could as If to say, “Will you hurry up and fuck me?” Rick paid her no mind and kept at his pace for another thirty seconds, to her growing dismay, just to show her who owned her now. Finally, he sped up some, which brought another moan of pleasure from his fucktoy. Pretty soon, he was slamming her ass pretty strongly and she was moaning and sighing and yelling, “Take it. Take it all. Keep fucking me, you bastard. Don’t stop.”

Rick was encouraged by her pleas. This was working out as he hoped it would. He’d always thought Bryn would be a fine fuck if she would settle down, and she was turning out to be just that.

Just as he felt he would explode momentarily, he pulled out of her ass and forcefully shoved his cock into her pussy. This surprised her and she cried out, “Fuck me, Fuck me hard. Don’t stop. Cum in my pussy. Fill me up, dammit”.

Rick knew she was about to be his. The old duffers at the Av would find a new Bryn serving and tantalizing them. A nicer, more pleasantly flirty Bryn, not the one who mocked them as they nursed their beers all night. He’d make certain of that.

Finally, he could take it no longer. He felt the sperm rush up his cock and spray into Bryn’s delightful cunt with four strong bursts. She was backing up to his groin...