Annette Gives An Arsehole A Lesson - A Brief Scene 
by Lady Luck



"Why are men such tossers, Emma?" asked Annette as the two women left their
evening martial arts class, "why do they treat us with such contempt and think
they're so tough?" "Well, because they are such tossers," laughed Emma as she
walked to her car. "Men really piss me off with their arrogance," continued
Annette, "and one of these days I'm going to..." "Ha-ha-ha" laughed Emma
again, "see you tomorrow," and she got into her car and drove away.

Annette crossed the road and began to walk home. "Fancy a shag darlin'?" a
man's voice bellowed from behind. Annette turned to see an ugly looking man
with a lecherous grin on his stupid macho male face, approaching her. "I beg
your pardon?" she said. "I said, 'fancy a shag?'" he repeated, "'cos I fancy
givin' you one," he continued, "mi name's 'Buzzer' by the way".

"Well actually," replied Annette calmly, "I was hoping to meet someone like
you tonight to have some fun. Let's go into that alley over there." "D'ya take
it up the arse, luv?" he asked. "Oh you'll be surprised at what I can do"
smiled Annette, as they reached the alley.

"You've got a beautiful arse," he shouted, "what do you think about me?" he
continued, flexing his arm. "Well if I had an arse like yours," replied
Annette. "I wouldn't wear it on my shoulders!" "Ay, you what?" he said,
completely oblivious of Annette's sarcasm. "Do you know," said Annette, "if
you had half a brain you'd be twice as intelligent as other men."

"What d'ya mean, you cheeky slag. Come here and get your knickers off!"
shouted Buzzer, and tried to run his hand up Annette's skirt. She grabbed it
and rammed her nails into his wrist, and then she punched him hard in the
stomach, winding him. He tried to swing a punch back at her face but she
ducked and then slammed a beautiful right hook to his jaw. He fell back
against the wall and she ran in and grabbed his balls with her left hand,
squeezing with all her might and rammed her right forearm into his throat.

He was gasping and spluttering and then started whimpering like a baby.

"Men are arseholes," shouted Annette, "what are men? I can't hear you. Tell
me, what are men?" "Arseholes!" he blurted out. "Now say it as if you mean
it!" Annette demanded. "Men are arseholes!" he shouted, as loud as he could.
"And women are superior." said Annette, "what are women?" "Women are
superior." he shouted, "now please let me go!" "Not yet," said Annette, "I
haven't finished with you."

She released her grip on his balls and his throat and crashed a superb left
hook to his jaw and followed up with a magnificent right hook which had him
stumbling. She undid the buckle on his belt and whipped it from his jeans and
tied his wrists behind his back. Then she pulled down his jeans and his shorts
to his ankles. "Ooh is that all you've got to satisfy a woman?" she laughed.
"Look at you, you're pathetic. Get down on your knees!" she demanded. He knelt
down as commanded. "Now, kiss my feet!" she said, and he duly obliged.

"Now, lift up your chin," she said, and as he raised his head Annette sent a
superb karate kick thudding into his jaw which almost took his head off with
its power. It was enough. He slumped to the ground. She'd knocked him out.

"You wanted to fuck me," said Annette as he lay there, "but it looks like I
fucked you instead," she smiled.

HE CAME, HE SAW, BUT SHE CONQUERED!

Lady Luck