You better not risk anything. Try to handle it diplomatic

“Hey, calm down!” you say and take a step back, “there is no need to get violent. None of us here wants any trouble, right?”

“This looser begged for trouble,” Frederick replies rough and partly annoyed, “well, what do I care. Come with me! The shed here is below my dignity. You can blow me on the parking lot and at my home I take your pussy.”

“I can’t do this, I’m not this kind of girl,” you try deny, “I’m not interested in you in any way. So, please go now! I’m sure there are plenty of other girls who would love to spend time with you.”

Instead of an answer, Fredericks look gets darker and out of sudden, he grabs your hair and forces you to bow forward. And holds you tight. With the other hand he forces you chin up and forces you to face him from below. People around you back off in shock.

“Stop backtalking and move you ass,” Frederick grumbles unconcerned, “I said you will warm my bed tonight and you will do it. I give a shit about how your sissy lovers treat you normally. You said you don’t want any trouble? Good. You save both of us a lot of trouble when you just shut up and do what I tell you.”

Frederick pulls you by the hair toward the exit. It hurts terrible and you scream and beg. But nobody seems interested in standing up to a behemoth like Frederick. Your struggling and screaming barely bother him. He doesn’t care a bit about how his victims feel. However, after a few meters he obviously is too annoyed by you and turns around angry. Before you can react, he slaps you very hard across the face. A few tears run down your face and you taste a little bit of your own blood.

“Shut the fuck up!” Frederick orders annoyed, “why do you women always have to talk. Your voice is fucking annoying. Just shut up, remember your place and do the one thing you are good for.”

You bite your teeth. Your cheek burns like hell. Frederick has no control over his own strength. If he would hit you with full ****, he would likely break your jaw. You think about a way to get free, but to your luck, this is not necessary. A bouncer appears behind Frederick, grabs his wrist and twists it so he has to let you go. Frederick turns around angry. The bouncer is a head smaller and only half as muscular, but strict looking and not scared. And behind the Bouncer, Albert appears. He must have alarmed the security when Frederick began to act violent.

“What do you think you are doing here?” the bouncer asks angry and lets Fredericks wrist go, “the woman said no. I don’t care where you normally spend your evenings, but in this club, the women are under protection.”

“Do you think I take orders from a sissy like you?” Frederick asks aggressive and rears up to intimidate the bouncer, “I assume that your boss wants all bitches for himself. But I paid a shitty high price to get in this club and I expect some respect.”

“As I said, the women are under protection,” the bouncer repeats and doesn’t show any sign of fear, “and since you seem to not understand this, I must ask you to leave the club. Right now!”

“Fine, this shithole is not worth my presence anyway,” Frederick replies harsh, “bitch, you come with me! We go somewhere else to have fun!”

“Go away!” you cry and back off, “just leave me alone!”

“You're trying my patience,” the bouncer replies seriously angry, “piss off!”

Frederick growls angry, but finally he decides to keep his dignity and backs off. He is probably not used to someone not getting threatened by him. And it is possible that the bouncers in this club have teasers and don’t fear the consequences of using **** against people like him.

“That’s your fault,” Frederick threatens you, “but I know your face. I will have my fun with you. I see you outside, stupid slut.”

“I said piss off!” the bouncer repeats angry and pushes Frederick forcefully away.

Once he is gone, it takes a few moments for the situation to calm down. The people who watched interested or scared return to their chatting, dancing and drinks. The majority seems quite happy that Frederick is gone. One guy offers you a glass with half melted ice cubes for your hurt cheek. Albert is still very shaken, but has your complete sympathy. Frederic was clearly not just a normal guy. Seeing his huge amount of muscles, you have no doubt that he takes some kind of steroid. Albert did right getting help from the bouncer.