Arden's Final Fantasy II: Running with Swords
by atomicboy@jps.net
Arden tries to gain allies to help him stop the brutal domination and stalking.



Arden woke in a cold sweat. Arden, the 31 year old maintenance man, had
worked for a gym in Chicago not just a month or so ago. The problem started
when he was about to clean the ladies locker room and walked in on Shawndra
a black female bodybuilder who stood about 6 feet with a body like Vickie
Gates. After kicking his ass for the incident she knocked him out and
kidnapped him. He awoke in an apartment where her and a friend named Laura
made him perform sexual acts with them. As days went on they started to do
this more and more. Every few days. He went to the cops several times. One
time they did check it out, but the ladies denied it and the female cop
they sent seemed to buy their story of him being a jealous lover, hook line
and sinker. Finally the cops told him if he came back they'd book him for
filing phony police reports.

The human toilet was the most disgusting thing someone could ever do to
another person. It's what they did to him the last time he was there. He
cringed at the memory. The odor. The taste. Laura, who looked like a
shorter version Canadian women's champion Cathy LeFrancois, had come up
with the idea. Each time they found different ways to humiliate him simply
because they knew he couldn't leave or get help unless he came back there
with a weapon. If he hurt one of them he'd go to jail because of his past
problems with the cops, if he failed there's no telling what they'd do.
Were they capable of killing him? He often wondered. The last time did it,
after swallowing their waste he was so sick after that he thought he was
going to die. He knew this had goen too far. He stayed at an area hospital
for a few night then when he got out he quit his job with no reason why and
no forewarding address. By this time Shawndra and Laura had a lot of info
on him by going through his wallet. They'd ran his credit up and emptied
his bank account of all but $200. If he went back to the cops all Laura and
Shawndra would do was say it was a gift or something and no one would
investigate further because of him running to the cops so much. Later on he
would find that the cop that would investigate was a friend of theirs. Her
body was hard and built like a busty Amelia Hernandez. He knew he couldn't
fight those women and win. Too add to the humiliation the cop also had
participated with them in the last events. This time they raped him with
strap on devices and each girl took turns making him pleasure her in lurid
ways. And then they decided to use him as a toilet by binding him with rope
and lying him on the bathroom floor. Laura rested her foot on his
testicles, threatening to crush his them if he didn't open his mouth.

"You know what you're going to be now. You're going to be our human
toilet!" Shawndra said squatting over Arden's face.

The scene kept playing over and over in his head. Even in his dreams. He
hated those women. He used to love female bodybuilders. That's when it
occurred to him. There was a female bodybuilder he did love, literally. Her
name was Tesa, and she was looked like Christi Wolf, body and face, but
with short cropped black hair black hair. He was a Wolf fan, hence his
being attracted to her. He sat up and thought about the prospect of getting
back in touch with her. He had a friend, a muscular "fitness chick" who did
some work with "thevalkyries.com" whom he emailed and told her his problem.
"That's sick and you're sick!" she wrote back. She didn't believe him at
but after writing her in such a strange manner she did let him stay at her
loft for a few nights while she went out of town to compete in a
Championship. He was unsure how long she'd let him stay when she got back.
He knew that the female bodybuilding community was small and everyone knew
everyone or so it seemed. This was time for him to make his move. It was a
long shot, but it was his only shot. He jumped out of bed and ran over to
his friend's Imac and logged on to the website and sent an email that said:

"Dear Valkyries,
If you can get in touch with Tesa Laurence, please have her call Arden. I'm
her ex-boyfriend and I
need her help. I know you can get in touch with her. Have call me at
773-888-3333"
************************************

Arden drove to his apartment to see if anyone was around. He pulled the '95
Chevy into the parking garage and slammed the door.  He opened his trunk
and removed a samurai sword much like those seen in karate movies. He slid
it from it's sheath, careful that no one was looking, and then slid it back
in and put it under his leather snipper's coat. He walked into the
apartment building and went to put the key in the door, but the door was
already open. As he entered he saw his house had been ransacked and
everything had been taken out of it. His television, computer, video game
system, everything but there was a note on the door that said. "Thanks for
your donation. We should be able to get a pretty penny for this crap."

He heard a noise from the kitchen and moved quickly to see what it was.
Someone had clogged up the sink and left the water running. The water was
just spilling to the floor so this intrusion had to be recent. He shut the
water off and began to take the paper and food out that was stopping the
water drainage. Suddenly he heard a the floor creak and grabbed his sword.
He walked back down the hall slowly. He stood by the bathroom door and
kicked it in and with the same force he was kicked. He rolled away and got
to his feet. There was a woman standing before him was about 6'6 in her
bulky high heeled boots, but he imagined she had to be at least 6'1
naturally. This one had a body like Denise Masino. She had red hair, gray
eyes and was dressed in a red and black vinyl body suit.

"So you're the little one they wanted. I guess I'm in luck." she said.

"What do you people want?"

"You. Isn't it obvious? You have no recourse. We own you. Either you come
with us or we ruin your life."

"And if I come with you, you'll ruin my life."

"They'll own you, but it's better than the alternative. Jail, a life of
running, even death. I know what they did to you last time was a bit much,
but you did contact the police, so you had it coming. Bythe way what were
you going to do with that pig sticker?"

Arden looked at his sword. "Defend myself, if I have to."

The woman flexed her arms. Arden always had a thing for Masino but this
woman was even more powerful then his fantasy girl Denise, when she flexed
her arms he nearly dropped. Desire mixed with fear was a scary thing, "I
know how to use this." he said drawing his sword. He hadn't been to a kendo
class in years.

"I'm sure you do, and I want you to cut me with it so I can have a reason
to break you. Make this easy on yourself sweetie."

"I plan to." He ran at her with the sword. She side stepped grabbed his
wrist and locked his arms then flipped him over her shoulder, and took the
sword. He rammed her, she stumble but was barely phazed. She punched him in
the stomach, grabbed his neck and flung him to the ground then locked his
neck with her legs until he seemed like he was about to pass out.

She placed the sword at his neck. "Having a weapon doesn't mean you know
how to use it." She smiled and began to cut the buttons from his shirt.
"Get your tongue ready, because your going to do some deep probing. I'm
going to have some fun with you before I take you back." She sliced his
belt then positioned the sword on his crotch. "Don't make me have to slice
and dice."

"If you let me out of here, I'll do whatever you want."

"You're going to do what I want anyway. And I'm still going to take you back."

"Breeep, Breeep." Arden's cell phone started to ring. The woman put a
leather clad foot on his throat.

"Get it." she said. "Pretend like everything's okay.

She raised her foot a little and he started to talk. "Hello.....yes
everything's fine....I do need to see you though......it's important. Use
the number in the email. Well I really can't talk about it now I-"

The woman grabbed his cell phone. "He's indisposed right now dear,
goodbye." she threw the phone to the floor and stomped it with her foot
crushing it. She smiled.

"Please..." begged Arden cut off by her putting the sword to his neck. She
moved her foot flexing her calves and placed it on his face then on the
floor. "Lick my heel all the way up to my calves then suck my calves. She
said." Arden looked at her with hate then started lapping away at her heel
all the way up to her calves then began to suck on them one then the other.
Then she took the sword from his throat and stomped on his chest. He
squealed in pain then grabbed his chest. She smiled at him again the kicked
him in the groin. He doubled over in pain. She laughed and began to remove
her pants. "You silly little man. I hope that wasn't a girlfriend because
we're your girlfriends now. I need to make use of your tongue."

*********************************************

When he awoke last thing Arden remembered was the vinyl clad woman's naked
bottom headed for his face. His tongue tasted putrid and it was dark around
him. He knew he was in motion. He couldn't move but could hear cars and
buses around him. He realized he was tied up in the trunk of a car. He
started to freak but couldn't scream because he had been gagged with her
panties. He started to cry. How did he get into this? This was a fantasy
gone very wrong. He was always a well built man, but had always liked
female bodybuilders and had only dated them and some fitness athletes. He'd
known so many of them he had made friends in the industry. But this was
crazy. He started to pull himself together. He had a pocket knife on his
key chain which he wrestled from his pocket and used to awkwardly cut
himself loose. With his hands and legs free he use the pen also light
connected to his key chain, and found out he was accurate in his
assumption. He was in a car trunk. He could pick the lock, but jumping from
a moving vehicle.

Veronica stopped at a red light. She was thinking about the wonderful catch
she had in the trunk and was wondering should she bring him back to
Shawndra and Laura or keep him. What started out as a playful but risky
domination fantasy for Shawndra had turned into a scary power trip for
Laura. She wanted to control this man, to own him. A modern type of slavery
that Veronica was all too familiar with. A woman finds a man she can
dominate and does so until she gets bored with him or he finds some way to
escape if he wants to escape. The police would never come to a man's aid
with stories about a dominant woman forcing him to do stuff, to them it was
probably a fantasy. Even Arden had heard remarks like "I don't see your
problem." or "Sure she did, and what type of drugs were you two on?" She
was just coming around to thinking maybe she and Laura should share him.
Shawndra wasn't opposed to it, but wasn't as into as much as before.
Suddenly her car trunk went up. She jumped out the car immediately, just in
time enough to see Arden darting across the street. "Dammit!' she said, "I
knew I should've stripped that fucker!"

Arden got back home on the bus. This was crazy. Couldn't someone do
something? He saw the red light on the machine. He walked over to the
machine and pressed the button.

"Beeep...Hello, Arden." It was his friend. "It's me, just checking in on
you and your girlfriends, or whatever. Make sure my plants stay watered."

"Beeep...Hello, this is GNC offering you a prefered customer gold card. Get
back to us at-"

Frustrated, Arden pressed the button for the next message, "Beeeep...Arden,
I got your message. Is everything okay. You sounded distraught. Call me,
I'm in the city. 312-333-5555, call me." Arden stopped the messages and
called immediately.

"Hello." said the voice from the other line.

"Tesa? It's me."

"Arden?"

"Yes..."

"Hi baby, is everything alright?"

"I need to see you."

"You know how we get at-"

"I know, please."

About an hour and a half later there was a knock at this door. He looked
through the peephole and opened the door. Tesa stood outside in spandex
shorts with a sports bra. Arden cracked the first smile he had in awhile,
hugging her as she walked in. She slammed the door behind her and shoved
him against the wall. "You better have a damn good reason for disturbing
me." She sandwiched his head between her hands, her muscles tensed and she
attacked his mouth with hers. She pinned his against the wall and allowed
for his mouth to move over her neck and chest. She grabbed his hair
exposing his neck and began to suck it. This was his true fantasy girl. How
many times had she left his neck red with hickies, marking her territory.
He was hers and he loved the way she took care of him. Now she was back, to
take care of him again. He knew this was bad too. A woman who wouldn't let
him be independent. It's why they broke up. She was possessive, but it
wasn't at the level of insanity. She moved her mouth from his neck and
moved his head to her flat belly, where he kissed and lapped at her navel.
She panted heavily, then said, "Stop." He stopped and regained his
composure. "We can't do this. You said you had a problem." He was
embarrassed and part of him didn't want to tell her but he knew he had to.
After the explanation Tesa was seething. He didn't know if it were more of
a righteous indignation or a "how could they do this to my man." She looked
at him, then frowned. "And this wasn't something you wanted?"

"No!"

"I don't know if I believe that. You've always loved dominant women!"

"It wasn't, believe me! Dominant is one thing but, what they did to me was
sick. You never did anything like that to me."

"Ohhh, come here, I'll crush those bitches." Tesa hugged him to her chest.
Both of them knowing this could and probably would lead them back into the
intense relationship they once had. Tesa always said if they got back
together she'd never let him go again and right now that sounded like a
good idea. Her hard muscles were like a vise around him, but he didn't mind
at all, not one bit.

-atomicboy@jps.net