The Revenge of the Ritch Bitch

Colin Smith awoke slowly, his head aching and his body sore. He blinked, slowly at first, then more rapidly as his senses became more alive. He knew his eyes were wide open, but all he could see was darkness. It wasn’t a natural darkness; he could feel something clinging tightly to his face. He gulped to swallow the pool of spittle forming at the bottom of his mouth, and he realized his mouth was being held wide open by something solid and unforgiving. Luckily, it allowed him to breathe freely. He tried to move his hands to clear his eyes, but he found he couldn’t move them.  Well, he felt some movement, but it was very restricted. It was then that he realized that his head was bent forward and his arms were stretched out at shoulder level.  He tried to lift his head, only to find that something around his neck was preventing that from happening.

Panic set in, and he tried to stand. He realized he was on his knees and something around his ankles held him firmly in place. He shouted for help, but the sound that came out of his mouth was unintelligible. He felt a cool breeze on his skin, which indicated he was naked. He also felt an unfamiliar weight on his cock.  It took him a while to calm down and try to remember how he had gotten into this mess.

His last memory was of getting into the back of an unmarked police car. He remembered smelling expensive perfume. A scent that he recognized somehow. He had felt a sharp prick in the back of his neck, and everything went black.

Why was he getting into the cop car? He tried to remember what led up to that point……

It was Labour Day, so no work today. He sat in his underpants, checking out TikTok and, in particular, his own page. He smiled as he saw the view count and the likes. He checked some of the comments, focusing on the positive ones and ignoring the negatives. As he sat there, two hands draped over his shoulder, and he smiled as he felt a soft kiss on his neck.

“What are we going to get up to today?”  Shelly, his girlfriend, asked him.

“Well,” he replied, I thought we might head down to that fancy store downtown and do the mannequin stunt. It will really get my views up if we can pull it off.”

“Why is that store any different? “

He turned and looked into her deep blue eyes and kissed her gently on her soft, full lips.

“You remember that idiot JoJo?”

JoJo was another TikTok influencer who ‘specialized’ in annoying people with content that social media seems to run on these days.

“Yep,”

“This is the store he keeps getting thrown out of before he starts filming, so if we can pull this off, even for a couple of minutes, we’d one-up him and our views would skyrocket.”

She rubbed his head and told him he was the worst, then slid her hands downwards toward his chest, passed his flat stomach, and into the front of his underpants. He gasped as she squeezed gently on his rapidly hardening dick.

He smiled as his hand reached out and grabbed a handful of her dirty blonde hair and pulled down sharply.

“So you want to fool around some, do you slut?”

“Yes, please, Sir!”

His other hand reached for her nipple through her t-shirt and pulled her up with him as he stood. She yelped with a pain she enjoyed.

“Get in the bedroom Slut.”

He shouted at her as he pushed her forward. Then smiled as she skipped happily to the room.

“Strip, and on your knees, hands behind your back”.

He pulled down his pants and presented her with his 8-inch, rock-hard cock. He took it in his hand and slapped her face with it before placing it against her lips. She willingly opened her mouth and leaned into his crotch, taking as much of his cock into her mouth. With practiced ease, she sucked and licked, moving her head forward and back, and side to side.

“That’s it slut, get it nice and wet for that tight arse of yours, I’m gonna fuck you so hard.”

Feeling himself getting close, he pulled out and ordered her to stand. She stood facing him and spat in her face, and told her to bend over the end of the bed. She licked her lips free of the spit that had gathered there, but knew she wasn’t allowed to wipe the rest off. Not that she wanted to.

She bent over the end of the bed and stretched her arms out to the bedposts. He took his time fastening her arms with leather restraints that were almost a permanent feature on their bed. He pulled her head back by her hair and shoved a penis gag in her mouth, and pulled the straps tight before buckling it in place. He didn’t want the neighbors to hear her cries as he punished her.

She jerked as the thin bamboo came down across her firm buttocks. He smiled as he saw the first red line appear, knowing how good it would look later when it turned purple. He followed it with nine others. She was sobbing now, but soon moaned in pleasure as his fingers found her soaking pussy. He pushed his fingers in deep, fucking her with almost his fist. He used her juices to lubricate her sphincter, then slowly fucked her arse with 2 of his fingers.

He lined himself up behind, and she groaned as he forced his way into her. He did what he told her he was going to do, He fucked her hard …..

A couple of hours later, they had managed to get past the store staff and had set themselves up, with him disguised as a store mannequin and Shelly hiding strategically by with her phone to film unsuspecting customers.

It wasn’t long before an elegant-looking woman came walking along, checking out the expensive clothes that lined the aisles of the store. She got closer and closer until she was close enough for him to jump out at her and scream blue murder..

The lady jumped backward, snapping the heel on her expensive shoes and spilling her overpriced coffee drink down the front of her equally expensive blouse.

They run out of the store laughing and high-fiving each other. Rushing out of the store and into the parking lot to find their car.  They sat in their aging Honda, hugged and kissed, and congratulated each other,

“ Rich Bitch takes a fall,” said Shelly as she played with the tag line for the clip. He smiled at her, started the engine, and pulled out of the parking spot. Letting his adrenaline get the better of his common sense, he decided to drive by the front of the store, where he saw the ‘Rich Bitch’ Standing there with her phone.  Shelley rolled down the window and stuck her arm out to give the finger as he tooted his horn. He noticed the lady had her phone pointed at them as though she were filming them, and he laughed to himself...

His mind wandered again, what had happened next…..

They went out for dinner, and they were driving down a country lane.  Red and blue lights, behind them, A voice over a tannoy telling them to pull over. A brief conversation with a cop, and he was ordered out of the car. Shelly protested, but she was told to stay where she was.

Strong arms turned him around and cuffed him, then marched him to the back of the cop car. The cop opened the door and punched him hard in the stomach. As he doubled over, he was shoved into the car. He could smell the perfume, and the last thing he saw before he blacked out was the Rich Bitch from the store…..