Scene from a Nightclub Bathroom (Futa/M, Domination, NC, rape, humiliation)

This is a work in progress and my first story on the site, so feedback is greatly appreciated!

This story is inspired by Futa/M writers like Conroy39. He has said that he is planning a similar story, but I had already started on this for the story contest! If you're reading this, please write your story soon :).

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Scene from a Nightclub Bathroom

I was paying more attention to my beer than anything else. My two friends had gone off dancing with their girls. I had my fair pick of the litter, being quite good looking, but most of the club-girls were below my standards.

“Hey!” said an average looking brunette girl, who snuck onto the seat next to mine. She was dressed up in a dress far too sexy for her figure. I could barely hear her voice over the bass of the music.

“Look honey, I’m not all that interested“

“Want to dance?!” she yelled over the music, oblivious to anything I was saying.

I rolled my eyes at her and shook my head no. She grabbed my shirtsleeve with both hands and gave it a tug, obviously not understanding her rejection. Finally, I physically pushed her away. The smile dripped from her face and she quickly walked away embarassed.

“Heh, stupid broads.” I muttered to myself, unable to hear myself from the loud music blasting my ears.

After a couple rounds and a couple rejections later, I was feeling pretty tipsy. My friends still weren’t back from the dance floor, if they were even still there. What a shitty night. I finished my drink and that’s when I saw her: A magnificent, tall blonde winking at me from the end of the bar.

Shit, I wasn’t going to let prey like this escape me. I strutted over to her and casually leaned onto the bar top next to her. My eyes crept all over her body. She was wearing a skintight black dress that showed way too much cleavage, and stopped barely below her ass. Gold chains dangled right in front of her tits. On her feet, she wore red fuck-me pumps. Her thick red lips formed a wicked grin. I couldn’t wait to have her lipstick painted on my cock.

She leaned forward very closely to whisper in my ear. God she smelled fantastic, a mixture of sweet fragrances. I could feel the heat of her body resonating as she leaned to me.

“Let’s skip the foreplay,” she said, and gently nibbled on my ear. Fuck, I almost came in my pants right there.

Suddenly, she got up and grabbed my sleeve. At first I was a bit apprehensive, even a guy like me doesn’t get cock-hungry goddesses in nightclubs that often. She noticed me hesitating, reached over and grabbed the now throbbing bulge in my pants, and physically dragged me towards the bathrooms.

People pointed and grinned. Some of the women had a look of disgust. Most of the men stared with amusement-veiled jealousy. My cheeks burned red, but fuck