Tit for Tat Treatment

One evening, I was returning home from the gym. All the way, I caught men staring at my jiggling boobs and ass in tight clothes. I was enjoying the attention given to me by pervert men, especially husbands walking with their (jealous!) wife.

The security guard held the lift door for me and greeted me as I passed him. He had his daily dose of ogling my curvy ass cheeks in track pants.

“Perfect!”, I said to myself after making other people wait till I got in the lift.

Aman – a 21-year-old mischievous young man, who was standing on the left side when I got inside the lift, slowly shifted behind me. Out of nowhere, two grotesque looking men entered the lift and one of them stood in front of me, showing his sweaty back.

I quickly inched backwards and looked sideways as the smell of his sweat was nauseating. The crowded lift began to move and didn’t stop on the first three floors.

Aman took advantage of the situation and began to press his cock on my ass cheeks. I looked up and saw his perverted actions through the mirror-finished roof of the lift. He was moving his hips back and forth as though he were fucking me from behind.

He and his friend were laughing at my expense. I felt like grabbing Aman by his testicles and squeezing it like a stress ball.

As soon as I got home, I threw my gym bag on the floor and sat on the sofa. There was a pin-drop silence in the house which meant that my husband had popped out to accompany his useless friends. I took out my mobile to see if he had sent me any message.

Message.

‘honwy I’m with my friends and will come home late… Don’t wait for me…

“What a pig! Can’t even type properly”, I said loudly. “Fuck him!”, I declared and began to see other messages.

One of them was from my friend Priya. She had sent me a picture of hers posing in new red lingerie. There was a tag that read like this – ‘Hubby is feeling horny tonight! Gotta burn the midnight oil…’

My hand went inside my tracks when I read the tag. Priya’s husband is a beast of a man and she knows that I get wet in the pussy thinking about him. And that’s exactly what had happened. I was rubbing my clit and fantasising about Priya’s husband spanking my smooth and soft ass cheeks.

I went to my bedroom and switched on the computer. I needed to see his muscular body while stimulating my pussy. Before I could reach for the vibrator, Aman’s perverted action in the lift came into my mind.

“Yes, that rascal must be disciplined”, I thought and began to plan for an idea that would teach him how to behave and satisfy my pussy at the same time.

I called Aman and asked if he could fix my computer that was running too slow. When he heard that I was home alone, he said he would immediately visit my house.

Even though I had taken a shower at the gym, my private areas had become a bit sweaty by then. I looked myself in the mirror and began to check my ravishing figure. My dominating nature was fully aroused, and I took command of the situation.

I pulled the drawer adjacent to the computer table and placed the rubber pussy toy at a visible angle from the chair.

The doorbell rang and I began to march triumphantly to welcome Aman. It was a pleasurable yet humiliating night for him, as it turned out later.

I brought Aman into my bedroom and when I turned towards him, I caught him staring at my ass. Then, as I was explaining to him about the fake issue with the PC, I saw him looking at my round boobs outline and visible nipples (because of the sweat).

“You fix the computer. Meanwhile, I’ll go and take a bath”, I left the room after watching him sit on the chair. I opened and closed the bathroom door in a rather natural way to convince Aman that I have gone inside to take a bath.

I tiptoed back towards the bedroom and sneakily looked if Aman had seen the rubber pussy toy. That rascal was busy looking at my browser history. It took some time but eventually, his eyes caught sight of the rubber pussy. Naturally, his curiosity made him pull the drawer to check its flashy content.

Aman held the rubber pussy toy in his hand and began to insert his fingers in it. Without even bothering to put some lotion or at least spit in it, he pulled out his flaccid cock.

I sighed disapprovingly at his technique and waited for the right time to catch him in the act. His cock became a bit stiff as he pushed the rubber pussy back and forth.

That was the right time for Dominatrix Simraan to make her move…

“Look at this desperate rascal! That’s what my lousy husband uses when I refuse to take his cock in my pussy. Are you lousy too?”, I screamed at him to make him feel vulnerable.

In a state of terror, he chucked the rubber pussy away from him and pulled over his trousers.

Aman was shivering with fear when he got up and began to leave the bedroom. I caught him by his testicles and stood in front of him. Even though he was taller than me, the sight of him being scared made me feel more confident.

“Aaah! Sorry, Simraan aunty, please leave me it hurts”, he pleaded while moving his legs and hands to loosen my grip.

“Your whore mom is an aunty, not me, you bastard!”, I shouted in his face while pulling his hair.

It was time to play Good cop/bad cop.

I loosened my grip from his testicles and told him to sit on the bed. My soft voice gave him the strength to follow what I had said. I sat next to him and began to caress his cock and balls.

When I sensed that his cock was getting hard, I inserted my hand in his trousers and grabbed it.

“No no… take your hands back. Allow me to get familiar with your cock. After all, it has already met my ass in the lift today.”, I spoke softly near his ear.

Aman’s young cock was in a raging erection. The pulsating nerves around it showed that it was fully aroused.

“Do you like my ass so much? Be honest and tell me exactly how you feel about it. The more frank you are the better you’ll enjoy”, I said.

“I masturbate thinking about it.”, he said.

“That’s unclear. How should I know that you fantasise about my ass? You could be saying it to escape”, I asked.

Aman thought for a while and all that time he enjoyed getting his cock stroked by me.

“I’ll worship your ass every day. I’ll do anything that you ask me to do with your ass”, he spoke in an assuring tone.

“Will you behave like a dog to make my ass happy? Now, before you say yes, let me make it clear. If you don’t make my ass happy then I’ll make your life miserable.”, I said holding a serious look on my face.

Aman once again took some time to understand what I was trying to tell him. I’m quite sure he agreed to my terms because he was enjoying my handjob.

“I’ll be your dog. A loyal dog that will obey his beautiful mistress and happily get punished”, Aman kept his head on my lap as he said that.

“Take off your clothes and stand in front of me”, I ordered him.

Aman did exactly as I told him and stood in front of me with a tight erection. I took off my T-shirt and tracks that were soaking with sweat.

“I need to get some fresh air. Here dog, pull my bra and panty using only your mouth. Be gentle or else you’ll be punished”, I gave him the command.

I removed the bra strap and pressed my body against him, pressing his cock with my thighs. Aman caught the sweat-soaked bra in his teeth and rubbed his face against my boobs, tickling my hard nipples. The rascal was enjoying his duty.

When he dropped my bra on the floor, I slapped his balls hard and shouted, “Those are expensive you bastard! It’s not your whore mother’s cheap bra that she buys from the street. Pick it up with your mouth and put it on the table.”

“Huhh! Sorry mistress. You’re right.”, he said. As Aman slept on the floor to pick the bra from his mouth, I rested my foot on his tight butt. I told him to lick the bra off before picking it up. And while he was doing so, I stepped on his butt to hear him squeal because his balls were pressed against the floor.

“Good dog, now come and remove my thong”, I ordered him.

The sight of my big ass in thong must have provoked him. He was rubbing his nose on my ass crack instead of pulling the thong. I enjoyed it for a while and then pushed my soft ass cheeks on his nose to remind him of his duty.

Aman held the strap of the thong in his mouth and pulled it. He pushed his pointy nose and rubbed itself down on my ass crack to enjoy the act. Then, he approached to pull my thong from the front.

Again, he pushed his pointy nose and this time on my clean shaved pussy. He picked up the thong from the floor and placed it on the bed.

“Well done, my dear dog. Now let’s catch some fresh air”, I said.

I held Aman’s cock like a rope and stood in front of him. “Hold my ass cheeks while we go for a walk. And make sure that you hold it tightly”, I commanded him.

Aman cupped his palms on my ass cheeks and squeezed them. When he heard my soft moan, he thought of doing something more to my ass. He began to insert his pinkie into my asshole to make me feel good.

“That’s an obedient dog, Oh! Keep doing it while we go for a walk”, I exclaimed.

I began to walk towards the living room balcony pulling Aman by his erect cock. He was squeezing my ass cheeks and poking fingers in my asshole. We reached the balcony, and the fresh air cleared the pungent smell of my sweat.

“Get on your haunches dog. As you can see, there is no chair for me to sit in”, I told him.

As Aman sat on his haunches, I spread my ass cheeks and pressed my ass on his face. Interestingly, he was able to hold my entire weight on his head. I moved my ass and rubbed the sweat on his face for some time.

“It’s getting quite sweaty down there, especially in my ass crack and asshole. So, lick and clean them. Do it in such a way that my pussy should leak water”, I ordered him firmly.

Aman first started licking my sweaty ass cheeks. He then began to lick my ass crack rather hungrily. For my asshole, he spread my ass cheeks and inserted his tongue inside the hole to clean it. My legs were trembling because of the excitement. I covered my mouth to hide my pleasurable moans from him.

“You like that asshole, don’t you? That’s what you deserve, you rascal. A slimy and pungent-smelling asshole! Since you don’t have the guts to approach a sexy woman from the front, you deserve her sweaty bottom.”, I said humiliating him.

I turned around and sat on my haunches in front of Aman. Grabbing his cock, I began to stroke it and watch his arousal increase.

“Rub your fingers over my ass and pussy, you rascal. Keep rubbing it and tell me why you are being treated this way”, I said animatedly.

As Aman’s fingers brushed past my pussy lips and asshole, I could not contain my moans any longer. He too got excited and spoke to be like a loyal slave.

“I took advantage of the situation and pressed your ass like a coward. Thank you, mistress, for punishing me and letting me know that I don’t have the guts to charm a sexy woman like you”, he said in a disappointing tone.

I stood up and pressed his back against the wall. Pressing my ass cheeks on his hard cock that had leaked some pre-cum, I began to grind my ass on his cock. I made sure that he didn’t get satisfaction and wanted to teach him a lesson for behaving like a pervert.

Aman got excited and had the courage of inserting his penis inside my pussy. I was lost in my own world of dominating fantasy that I didn’t notice when he began to fuck my pussy.

“I’m not your mom who spreads leg for every dog that sniffs her fat cunt. A coward like you will not get to fuck my pussy. Now sit down, you fucking dog!”, I shouted.

As Aman sat down, I turned around and pressed my ass on my face. He understood his level and began to lick my ass crack. I bent forwards and started stroking his cock intensely. His loud moans of excitement got lost in my big ass pressed down against his mouth.

After a few minutes of jerking off, Aman’s cock shot a thick projectile of cum on the balcony floor. I made him bring his clothes and, my bra and thong to the balcony. After wiping Aman’s cum from the floor using his clothes, I told him to wear my bra and thong under his clothes.

“I hope you have learnt your lesson. Next time have the balls to approach me like a man. Who knows, I’ll allow you to fuck me. Keep my bra and thong, they’ll help you with your fantasy.”, I told him in a soothing tone.

“Thank you, my sexy mistress. I’ll cherish these souvenirs for a long time. There was no way I could have got to taste such a wonderful ass like yours. Please call this loyal slave of yours anytime to take care of your needs.”, he said delightfully.

As Aman walked out of the house, my dominating nature too diminished after getting a satisfactory show.

Aman enjoyed his punishment and more importantly he had received a fitting response to his perverted action.

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