Smack
By A.J. Brown
Guy regrets approaching a girl at the bar


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"Check her out" Brett said to his buddy Dave.

Dave looked but Brett had been checking her out already. She walked
confidently through the bar wearing a tank-top, a short black skirt, and a
pair of leather boots that went all the way up to her knees. She was a cute
girl, looked to be maybe 25-years-old, she had shorter dark hair, and quite
the cute face.

She was dressed rather slutty and since she was walking by herself Brett
thought for sure that she was walking over to sit near a big boyfriend or
something. But she had a seat at the bar alone and then just started playing
around on her cell phone. There were a lot of other hot girls at the bar but
this one really stuck out to Brett.

"Go talk to her" Dave said to him and he was always one to egg his friend on.

"What am I going to say?" Brett said back and he sounded a bit nervous since
just randomly talking to girls he didn't know wasn't really his thing.

"I don't fucking know" Dave said back with a smile. "But I see the way you are
looking at her and if you don't go talk to her you are going to regret it.
You're always bitching about not getting laid enough so go do something about
it. Go ahead."

Dave gave his friend a bit of a shove and Brett knew he wasn't going to hear
the end of it that night or for a long time afterwards if he didn't go do it.
If he made a fool of himself so be it. At least he probably wouldn't see this
girl again anyway but he'd always have to listen to Dave.

Brett walked up to her and he got more nervous the closer that he got to her.
Whatever she was doing on her cell phone she seemed pretty involved in and she
didn't look like someone that wanted to be interrupted. As he got closer she
didn't seem to even notice him coming which certainly didn't make it any
easier.

"Hi there" he said and when she looked up at him looking a bit startled he
noticed that she didn't have a drink. "May I buy you a drink?"

May I buy you a drink. That was his line. He felt stupid and he felt himself
starting to blush beyond his control. He just imagined how stupid he sounded
walking right up to her and leading in with that line. He just wanted her to
say whatever she would to make him realize how dumb he sounded and then he
could walk away. At least he'd be able to prove that Dave was wrong with his
idea to approach her.

"Yeah sure" she said and although she didn't really smile when she said it,
she sounded forthcoming. "Whatever you're drinking is fine. Have a seat."

Brett felt a lot better about things and he had a seat next to her and tried
summoning the bartender. He caught a glimpse of Dave out of the corner of his
eye giving him a thumbs-up with a big grin on his face and he wished he would
cut it out. He got the girl a beer and handed it to her.

"I'm Eve" she said and she held out her hand for him to shake. Her handshake
was rather firm considering how soft her hand felt.

"Brett" he said back to her with a smile.

She smiled back and he noticed that even though she had a pretty smile, a
couple of her teeth were crooked. Something about her overall just suggested
that she might have come from a lower income background which was different
since had always been very well off and a bit of a preppy. But the fact that
she still looked as hot as she did despite that attracted him to her even
more.

They talked a bit and she kept the conversation going which he was happy about
because he had plenty of times when he approached girls only to have them give
him a bunch of one word answers to anything he said and just making him feel
stupid. She was drinking her beer even faster than he was.

"So you want to just go have sex now?" she said to him when she finished off
her beer and pushed the bottle aside. He felt his face getting beat red and
the comfort that he was starting to feel talking to her quickly went away.

"No, no" he said and then he finished the rest of his beer with nervousness.

"Then what did you come over and buy me the drink for?" she asked him and he
didn't really like her tone when she said it.

"Well I thought you looked like a cool girl" he said and he sounded rather
defensive while she remained looking comfortable.

"So you didn't buy me this drink with the intent of having sex?" she said.

"No" he told her.

"That's too bad" she said. "Because I'm horny and I would never have wasted
time sitting here talking to you if I knew that. Thanks for the drink. Later."
She stood up and knowing that Dave was watching, Brett could not let her just
walk away.

"Wait" he said and she stopped to hear what he had to say. "I guess I'm just a
gentleman. I didn't want to just rush you ... "

"Shut up and come with me" she said with a smile and she grabbed his hand then
pulled him to his feet. "Let's just go."

She started to pull him towards the exit and even though Dave was the one that
had drove them out, Brett didn't want to just leave his friend there. He
turned around to look at him but Dave had a smile on his face and he was just
motioning for Brett to go ahead and go with her.

"I didn't even drive here" he said once they got outside.

"Good" she said. "That makes it easier. We'll take my car. I'm parked around
the corner."

She walked him around the corner, still holding his hand, and when they got
there he realized that not only were there no cars on the side of the building
but it wasn't even a parking lot. When he looked at her with confusion she
immediately grabbed him by the throat.

Eve was a short girl standing at about 5'3 and Brett was about 5'10 but she
was still able to get a good hold of his throat. Once she tightened her hand a
bit she was able to take complete control of him and get him to bend his knees
a bit which just allowed her to get an even better grip on his throat. She
wasn't necessarily choking him any harder but the grip she had was more
controlling.

He looked and her cute but serious face as she squeezed a bit harder and
brought him down more. She was able to squeeze him in a way where she was
controlling how his body moved, loosening a bit when it went where she wanted
it to and tightening when it wasn't.

She moved him back a bit and then sat him down on a bench with her hand still
on his throat. She looked down at him to show the power that she had over him.
He was seven inches taller than she was, at least fifty pounds heavier than
her, and he was 30-years-old so he was probably about five years older than
her. But he was a gentleman and did not want to start getting all rough with a
girl this much smaller than he was, regardless of what she was doing to him.

"Take out your wallet and give me all of your money" she said to him sternly.

There wasn't a chance he was going to do that. He made good money so he
carried a lot with him and he had over two hundred dollars cash in his wallet.
She must have seen that when he pulled his wallet out to but her the drink.
Damn Dave. He knew he shouldn't have approached her. He tried to pull her hand
off of his neck but she grabbed so hard that it felt like she would have
ripped his throat out if he tried that. He let go of her and she loosened a
bit.

"No" he said to her.

She kept one hand on his throat and used her other hand to slap him right on
the side of his head next to his eye. She was a small girl but she knew how to
hit because he had never been hit that hard in his life. He saw stars right
after it, his eyes completely watered up, and he was very shaken up by it.

"Don't fuck with me" she said to him. "Pull out your wallet and give me your
money."

This wasn't right and he wasn't going to do it. He tried to look around to see
if there was anyone that could help him but the way she had his throat he
could barely move his head. He tried to pull her hand away from his throat
again and when he did she smacked him right in the face.

Brett wasn't a fighter but any stretch of the imagination but he had been in a
couple of minor scuffles in his life and screwed around boxing and stuff with
his buddies. But he had definitely never been hit as close to as hard as she
was hitting him. His eyes watered up more and even though he wasn't crying,
the hit was so hard that he couldn't stop some tears from going down his face.

He started to pull on her hand more and he felt very frustrated as he had
tears coming out of his eyes as he tried to stop this smaller girl from
hitting him. She opened up the hand that was choking him more so it covered
more of his neck and really got it pushed into his throat.

"If you don't give me your money then I'm just going to keep kicking your ass"
she said to him. "So let me know when you've had enough."

She moved closer to him and then actually straddled him on the bench. That
part would have been quite enjoyable for him if she wasn't choking him,
hitting him, and trying to rob him. As she straddled him she choked him harder
and it was getting really difficult for him to breathe.

She slapped him in the face again with one of those hard smacks and then moved
her hand on his throat a bit to put pressure on a different part of it. She
then gave him another hard smack in the face and it almost seemed like she had
some kind of method to what she was doing. It was working because she was
hurting him as well as upsetting him as he felt more tears go down his face.

She tightened her hand on his throat even more but then used her other hand to
roughly grab him by the hair. She finally let go of his throat but she pulled
on his hair hard enough to yank his entire head back. Right after she did
that, she put her foot up on the bench and moved her leg so her leather boot
was pushing right into this throat.

Brett had been feeling a lot of pain when she was choking and hitting him but
now with this girl's boot just pushed right into his throat and choking him he
realized what a humiliating situation he was in. This was extremely degrading
and that made it extremely upsetting.

She had his hair with one hand, had her boot pushed up against his throat, so
that left another hand free. And she used that to give him another hard smack
on the side of his head. More tears went down his face and he knew he couldn't
take another hit like that. She pushed her boot into his throat even more.

"OK" he said and he gagged a little bit when he said it. "OK I'll give you my
money."

"Every bit of cash that is in there" she said sternly as she still held his
hair tightly and kept pushing her boot into his throat. "After you give it to
me I want you to show me that your wallet is empty."

He couldn't believe she was treating another human being the way that she was.
He pulled his wallet out of his pocket and she didn't even loosen up when he
did that. As he opened her wallet she was still yanking his hair hard and she
had her free hand open up to greedily accept the money.

He gave her forty dollars and she just kept her hand out like she knew there
was more to come. He kept giving her money and was trying to think if there
was any way that he could hide some of it from her before she made him show
her his wallet but there didn't seem to be any way that could happen.

He continued to give her cash until his wallet was empty. Even when it was she
held her hand out and when he didn't give her anything else she took his
wallet from him. She let go of his hair but still pushed her boot up against
his throat. She inspected his wallet and then threw it on the bench next to
him.

She pulled her pulled her boot away from his throat, squeezed the cash in her
hand, and then started to walk away. Brett thought he should do something but
what was he going to do? She was still a small, cute girl and he she was rough
enough where if he was going to get that money back from her he was going to
have to be extra rough with her. He just couldn't see himself doing that.
Money was just money and he could just chalk it up as a lesson in life. But it
was still extremely upsetting that had just happened to him. She walked around
the corner and now it was too late even if he wanted to do anything. When he
looked towards the corner she turned he saw Dave standing there. Brett quickly
wiped the tears from his face and Dave walked towards him.

"How long have you been there?" Brett asked him and even though he didn't
think he was actually crying, his voice sounded like he had which embarrassed
and upset him more. "How much of that did you see?"

"Not sure how much I saw" Dave said with a smile like he was amused by the
whole thing. "But I saw her kick your ass and hit you quite a few times. Damn
... that bitch beat the shit out of you. Did she take your money too?"

"All of it" Brett said. "Over two hundred bucks."

"What the fuck dude?" Dave said. "Why did you let her do that?"

"What the fuck was I supposed to do?" Brett said defensively. "I'm not going
to beat up a girl."

"Bro, if that bitch was hitting me the way she was hitting you I would have
punched her in the face" Dave said without any hesitation. "I'm not about
hitting chicks either but you can't just let her do that to you. No one's
gonna bust your balls for hitting a girl like that. Fuck man. Well, whatever.
You obviously don't have any money for a cab so I'll drive you home."

Brett got up and wiped his eyes again and he just couldn't seem to clear the
tears from his eyes. He was so embarrassed and wished he could just walk home
but he wasn't even close to walking distance. It was a very quiet ride as
neither of the two said a word to each other the entire time.

Almost a week later Brett had had a long day at work and he needed a drink. He
went back to the same bar by himself not even thinking about what had happened
with Eve. He had a busy job and he had put that upsetting and humiliating
incident behind him. He sat down and ordered a drink.

He turned his head to see Eve sitting a few seats down from him and it
immediately startled him. But the smile that she had on her face as she looked
at him looked very genuine and he couldn't look away. She then made a funny
cross-eyed face at him like she was joking around and her personality
definitely seemed different than the last time he had seen her. She then got
up and had a seat right next to him.

"Hey" she said with a friendly tone but he quickly looked the other way and he
wasn't even going to give the bitch the satisfaction of an acknowledgement.
"Hey come on, I'm here to apologize. I was having a really bad day last time I
saw you. I'm not normally like that. Let me buy you a drink. I owe you one
from last time anyway."

He caved in and turned his head to look at her. Her smile looked so cute and
she was hard to stay angry with. What she had done to him certainly wasn't
something that could just be forgiven with one drink but it was a start. He
smiled back at her and she laughed a bit.

"Alright, I'll take a beer" he said.

"Sounds good" she said and she reached into her purse to pull out some money.

He watched her order the beer and at first he was satisfied but then as he
thought about it he thought this wasn't nearly enough. She had stolen a lot of
money from him and if she wanted to truly so she was sorry she'd give it all
back. She gave him the beer with a cute smile and he took a gulp of it.

"Thank you" he said to her. "Now please give me back the money that you took
from me."

"Ha-ha-ha" she laughed like what he said was dumb. "Yeah right."

"Why?" he said to her and he was quickly getting angry again.

"I don't have it for one thing" she said like the whole thing was quite
amusing to her. "I went out and bought some new clothes with it this week."

Brett tried not to show his anger too much but he was sure that it was pretty
obvious as he looked down at her and the clothes that she was wearing,
probably that were on his dime. She had a cute blue tank-top on and a black
short skirt. He looked at her thighs and even though she was a petite girl,
her thighs looked thick and rather strong. She wore black stockings that were
pulled up to her knees and a pair of black heels.

"You took my money" he said to her and he sounded angrier. "Now if you want to
apologize then give it back." He took another big gulp of his beer.

"Sorry" she said with a cute smile.

"I don't believe you" he said and he slammed his beer down on the bar. "You
come over here saying you want to apologize but you won't even take
responsibility for what you did. I wish I had hit you back the other day. How
I'd love one more chance to kick your ass." He drank his beer again and
finished it up in one gulp.

"You kidding me?" she said. "You really want me to kick your ass again?"

"I just didn't hit back!" he said and he felt his face getting red with rage.
"There is no way you can beat me up. You know ... "

"OK just shut-up" she said and now she sounded annoyed. "Come on, let's go
settle this right now."

She got to her feet and confidently started to walk towards the exit. She
didn't even bother to look back at him and it was clear that she was going to
go out there and if he decided not to show she'd just now he wimped out. He
looked at how cute she looked as she walked and how feminine she looked the
way that she walked in those heels. But she was still as confident as could
be. Brett hated the fact that he still felt intimidated by her. But this was
his chance. Like Dave said, he would have punched a girl right in the face if
she hit him the way Eve did. He was going to have to go get his revenge.

By the time he got to his feet she was already out the door. He made his way
to the exit and when he walked out front he didn't see her but he knew where
she had gone. He turned to the corner where they were the last time and he
just saw her turn that corner. He followed.

There she stood. She set down her purse and she looked cute as well as hot in
that little outfit of hers. Although she set down her purse, she kept her
heels on and Brett didn't know how she was going to fight when she was wearing
those. But he figured either way he was going to beat this girl and get his
revenge so it didn't matter.

She ran right at him and even though he thought he was ready to fight, he was
not prepared for that kind of aggression. Although she was a lot smaller than
him, this girl was strong and her aggression was much more than he could deal
with. She tackled him and took him right to the ground on his back.

He tried to react but she was quick and she was thinking ahead of him. Once he
tried to push her off of him she took her left hand and grabbed his wrist. His
hands were close together and she was actually able to get a hold of the other
wrist at the same time and with her one hand pin both of his to the ground.

He tried to push his arms up but the strength of her one arm was amazing. She
was able to keep both of his arms pinned down with just her one and that left
her other hand free. She made good use of that one and she grabbed his throat
roughly. She was a lot rougher about it than the last time and his eyes
started to water up again.

While the last time she seemed more like she was just trying to take control
of him when she was choking him, this time it felt more like she was just
trying choke him out. With his hands pinned down on the ground and not even
able to try to stop her it was even easier for her to just choke away and he
couldn't breathe at all.

He didn't know what he was going to do and it seemed like this fight was going
to be over with quickly. He couldn't believe that he had been so sure he was
going to win and now she was going to end the fight in less than a minute. He
wanted to just submit to her right there but she was choking him so hard that
he couldn't get a word out.

She finally stopped choking him but she quickly used her hand to smack him
right in the side of the head again right next to his eye. He could not get
over how hard she was able to hit and for the first split second that she hit
him it felt like he was going to be knocked out.

She smacked him again and he could feel his eyes filled with water. She then
grabbed a hold of his throat and choked him some more. She looked down at him
with a look of control in her eyes as she still held both of his wrists down
with her one hand. She choked him some more but then she let go and he
struggled his best to free his hands. He had no luck.

"You are so strong" he couldn't help but say with frustration as he felt the
strength of her one hand holding down both of his arms.

"Or you're just weak" she said.

It wasn't how he liked to hear it put but she was probably right. Even though
she looked like she was in good shape she was still a lot smaller than he was
and that petite body of hers could only be so strong. He felt how much weaker
than her he was as she continued to keep his wrists pinned down.

She went back to work and she smacked him in the face again. She'd take turns
between choking him and smacking him. When she choked him she'd start off
slowly just starting off by grabbing his throat with a firm grip but then
tightening to the point where it felt like she was going to rip his throat
out.

And when she smacked him she did it extremely hard. She put her all into every
smack and things started feeling fuzzier for him after every one. He felt like
he was going to start crying at any moment. All the while, his wrists were
pinned down which made him felt completely helpless and that upset him that
much more.

She was getting really into it and she started smacking him in the face more
frequently. As she did so she started to move her legs up closer to his face.
She grabbed his throat again and now her foot was right up by his face. He saw
her stockings and shoe right next to his face and it was an extremely
humiliating position for him to be in.

"Kiss it" she said to him and she loosened up on his throat a little bit.

"What?" he said and he felt like he was going to start to cry once he spoke.

"Kiss my foot" she said.

While holding onto his throat she turned his head so his lips were right next
to her foot. He didn't want to do this humiliating deed but the way she was
grabbing his throat made him think that disobeying her wasn't a good idea. She
brought her foot closer and he started to kiss.

At first he kissed her stocking up by her ankle and she started to move her
leg so up so he could get closer to her actual foot. He could taste her
stocking as he kissed down it and he thought about Dave or any of his buddies
seeing him do what he was doing. He felt so stupid for challenging her again
and he wished so badly that he had just accepted her initial truce. He kissed
down her stocking all the way to the top of her foot and then he kissed her
shoe.

She pulled her foot away and then moved his head so he was looking back up
again. She choked him some more and she smacked him in the face a couple of
times. He couldn't take it anymore. She wasn't going to stop anytime soon so
he was going to have to do what he didn't want to do at all.

"If I pay you will you stop?" he said to her and she pulled her hand back from
his face.

"You know how much you it's going to cost you?" she said with a smug smile.

"All of the money in my wallet?" he said back.

"You're so cute" she said with a smile that actually looked sweet. "That's
right. I'll get it myself."

She pulled his wrists closer to his head but didn't let go of them and she
reached in his pocket with her free hand. The first pocket she tried didn't
have his wallet but she tried the other one and found it. She then let go of
his hands and with his hands now free he could have tried to stop her but he
was too much of a pussy too. He watched as she took all of the cash out of his
wallet.

"Little short on cash compared to the last time" she said as she just threw
his wallet off to the side. "Probably got a hundred bucks less in here."

"Well that's all I've got" he said with annoyance and she looked annoyed too.

"Guess you're going to have to pay for it another way" she said.

He tried to move his arms but she was quicker and she got a hold of both of
his wrists pinning both of his arms down again. Once again he could not get
free and it drove him crazy that he couldn't. In her free hand she held the
money. And then she brought her knee right into his balls.

The pain was just so unbelievable that he couldn't even react at first. He
thought for sure that he was going to pass out but when he didn't he felt the
pain shoot throughout his body and he wished he would pass out. The further he
moved away from passing out the more he could feel the pain as well as the
nausea and he couldn't take it. He started crying right there.

Eve showed no sympathy. She picked up her purse and put the cash in it. She
got up and started to walk away and it was like now that she had the money she
couldn't care less what was going on with him. He was in severe pain and he
was even having some trouble breathing. He thought he might be able to use
someone's help but she was now out of sight and he was there alone.

He was lying on the ground for a while and after a couple of attempts to get
up proved that he couldn't and he fell right back down. It frustrated him that
he couldn't get up and that made him cry even more every time he fell. Finally
he was able to push himself up to his feet. Very slowly, he started to walk to
his car. He felt himself getting more and more nauseous the closer that he
got. He finally got there, opened the car door, and sat down on the front
seat. It was nice to sit down but it didn't make things all better. He threw
up all over the ground.

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