The Real World II
by ajbrown2005@yahoo.com
Dangerous neighbor has a dangerous friend


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A sequel to "The Real World"

Dan lay in his hospital bed reading a magazine, with the television on, and
two tubes dug into his chest trying to keep him alive. What was beginning to
drive Dan even more insane than the severe beat-down he had received the
previous day was the fact that he was confined to this hospital bed. Dan was
an active young man, he liked to be on his feet, working out, engaging in
athletics, walking. None of that would be happening for at least the next
week.

The one bit of good news was that Dan's older sister, Ann, would be visiting
today and bringing along her 2 1/2 year old son, Jonathan. Dan loved his
nephew, Jonathan. Jonathan was only 2 1/2 but he was by far the brightest 2
1/2 year-old Dan had ever met. The toddler was extremely observant and most
importantly he looked up to and admired his Uncle Dan more than anyone Dan had
ever met. Dan was happy that his sister was coming to visit but the fact that
she was bringing Jonathan was what put a big smile on his face, the first
smile he had cracked since before his horrific beat-down.

28 year-old Ann entered the hospital room holding cute little Jonathan's hand
as he walked along side of her. Dan expected the first word out of his
sister's mouth to be "hi" but that was not the case. Instead she took one look
at her severely injured brother, covered in bruises, and with two tubes dug
into two repulsive holes in his chest and all she could say was "Oh my God, I
can't look" and she turned her head to the wall in disgust. Dan watched his
frail, weak-stomached sister wince and thought for sure that little Jonathan
would react the same way, especially since his mother just had. Instead
Jonathan looked his uncle confidently in the eyes, said "Hi Uncle D" and gave
Dan a high five.

Initially Dan was excited that Jonathan was coming to see him but his
excitement quickly turned to shame. Despite the fact that Dan looked like he
should be in a freak show in his current state and his sister could not even
look at him, brave, courageous little Jonathan was still able to look Dan
straight in the eyes and give him a high five. Meanwhile, Dan was restricted
to a hospital bed because he had been beaten up by a girl. His 2 1/2 year old
nephew was already more courageous and more of a man than Dan would ever be.
Dan felt so guilty for letting his young nephew down and being such a failure
by allowing this to happen to him. Dan had to do everything in his power to
hold back the tears as he gave his nephew a high five.

A week and a day later Dan was released from the hospital, his lung fully
healed. He walked into his apartment knowing that any second Sherry would be
at his door wanting to know why he had disappeared and not been at her
apartment cleaning it for her like she had ordered. Luckily he had two
permanent scars on his chest to prove that he had been in the hospital with a
collapsed lung and hopefully that would be a good enough excuse to avoid
punishment from Sherry.

An hour passed and Sherry had not come over yet. Maybe she forgot about him.
Impossible. Most likely she was just not home right now. Whatever the case
was, Dan realized that as much as it scared him to go back to Sherry's
apartment it would definitely help him avoid penalty if he proactively went to
her and explained where he had been rather than her tracking him down.

Dan walked over to Sherry's apartment and he felt himself breaking a sweat and
beginning to shake in fear as he knocked on her door. He winced as the door
opened but relaxed a bit when someone other than Sherry answered the door.
Standing in front of him was a cute, smaller girl, with long, curly strawberry
blonde hair. Although Dan guessed the girl to be in her late twenties, she had
an extremely cute little school girl look to her which made her look younger
than what her actual age probably was. She had a very pretty face and wore a
pink, two-piece bathing suit. Dan wondered if the girl was a roommate or just
a friend of Sherry's but more-so he wondered why every girl that hung out in
this apartment was always wearing a bathing suit.

"Is Sherry here?" Dan asked the girl.

"Are you Dan?" she asked. Dan nodded, unsure if that was a good idea or not.
"Great, come on in" she said excitedly and then she laughed and gave him a big
hug as she let him in and shut the door. As scared as Dan was, this
overfriendly girl was actually making him feel a bit comfortable. "I'm Cindy"
the girl said energized and she shook Dan's hand.

"Is Sherry here?" Dan asked again.

"No she moved to California" Cindy replied. "I'm a good friend of hers so I
agreed to move into her apartment for the remainder of the lease so she didn't
get in trouble with the landlord." Dan felt like he had just been released
from jail. Did Sherry really move to California? Here he sat in Cleveland,
Ohio and if Sherry had truly moved to California she would not be beating him
up again anytime soon. It was way too good to be true. It had to be a bluff.

"Are you serious?" Dan asked Cindy giving her a look like she better not lie
to him.

"I swear to God" Cindy replied and being a great liar himself he could tell by
looking into Cindy's eyes that she was telling the truth. "I am so happy for
her" Cindy continued. "I love Sherry, she is such an awesome girl with an
awesome personality, don't you think?" Dan was stunned and even found it a bit
humorous that Cindy expected him to share her same appreciation for the girl
that almost killed him. He didn't respond to her question but gave her a
sarcastic look implying that he did not agree with her.

"Well anyway, where have you been the past week?" Cindy asked. "Sherry told me
you were supposed to be here a week ago cleaning the apartment and being her
bitch."

"I was in the hospital because Sherry made my lung collapse" Dan replied and
for some reason he did not feel embarrassed about what he said.

"That makes sense" Cindy replied. "Sherry is a strong girl."

"Yeah, that's nice" Dan replied blowing her off. He began to walk towards the
door. "If Sherry is in California I'm out of here. I'll see you around the
building."

"Not so fast" Cindy replied with a laugh. "Sherry may be gone but now I'm
taking over this apartment and I am taking over you as well. You'll be taking
orders from me now."

Dan wanted to laugh out loud. He looked at the small little redhead who stood
about 9 inches shorter than him at about 5'4 and who couldn't have weighed
more than 120 lbs. When he first looked at Sherry he thought he would be able
to beat her up and was deceived, however he also remembered the doubt he had
when he looked at Sherry's meaty arms and extremely muscular legs. Cindy was
about 20 pounds lighter than Sherry was and although her legs were well toned
they were not thick and muscular like Sherry's, and Cindy arms were skinny as
can be. Before his last fight Dan had serious doubts if he could win but after
looking at this small girl Dan didn't have a single doubt in his mind that he
would be able to take her.

"I'll be taking orders from you, huh?" he asked sarcastically. "How do you
figure you will make that happen on your own?"

"Because if you don't I will beat you up?" she responded and then she let out
a loud, little-girl giggle. "Do you want me to beat you up right now?"

Dan thought of a witty answer to this over-confident little girl's response
but then was distracted when he saw an ace bandage wrapped around her foot.
"What happened to your foot?" he asked.

"I broke it" she replied.

Dan laughed out loud for real this time. "So you're telling me you're going to
beat me up with a broken foot?" he said loudly and laughed again as he asked
that question.

"Yes" she replied seriously and confidently. "I wouldn't try fighting one of
my judo partners this way but a skinny little wimp like you won't be a
problem." This small little girl had now pushed Dan over the edge and he was
ready to fight. He got into his fighting stance and so did she. Cindy had a
large pretty smile on her face and although she was driving Dan crazy, he
admired her confidence. "Don't worry" she laughed and lightly smacked him in
the chest. "I will make sure not to hurt your lung again you will do me no
good if you are laid up in the hospital for another week."

The two grabbed each other at the shoulders. Dan had no intention of going
easy on Cindy even for a second as he add already learned not to underestimate
the strength of a girl. That started to grapple and he quickly brought her to
the ground. As he held the small girl down he could see the struggle in her
eyes and could tell that she was not just simply letting him have his way.

He held her down on the ground and she lay on her back. It took some work to
hold her down but Dan was still succeeding and he figured he would just keep
her pinned down until she ran out of breath. Cindy tried to wriggle free but
he was able to stay on top of her and keep her on the ground. The two wrestled
around for awhile with Dan keeping control the entire time. Cindy tried to
slither free and she ended up lying on the ground with a wooden chest right
next to her head that she did not see. Dan did see the chest and he thought
about the fact that all he would have to do was slam her head into it a couple
of times and this fight would be over with quickly. However, the gentleman
side of him took over and he pushed the chest away from them so Cindy would
not hit her head on it. That would ultimately be a huge mistake.

Dan continued to overpower the small little girl and keep her pinned down on
the ground and although she was losing, she had a lot more spunk than he
thought and continued to try and fight herself free without submitting. Dan
realized he was going to have to step this up a notch if he was going to wear
down this fiery little girl so he pinned down her shoulders with his knees.

"A little school-girl pin?" Cindy laughed. "Looks like you got me." Dan
remembered last time when he thought he was winning and ended up being fooled
so he decided he would not sound too overconfident yet.

"Whatever" he replied. "I know your game." Cindy laughed and the two continued
two wrestle around some more with Dan still keeping Cindy pinned on the ground
and him enjoying the struggle he saw in her eyes.

After a couple of more minutes of wrestling, little Cindy was able to get her
legs free and wrap them around Dan's torso which he knew he did not want to
let happen. He quickly tried to use his arms to stop Cindy's legs from
squeezing him too tight figuring that her smaller legs would not be nearly as
strong as his last opponent's. This turned out to be a poor assumption. Cindy
quickly tightened her legs around Dan's trunk and he tried to pry them apart
but they were way too strong and it was no use. Dan knew he had to find a way
out of these scissors real quickly or he could be in a lot of trouble again.
He squeezed away down her powerful legs and it did absolutely no good so he
reached down more and squeezed her feet as hard as he could.

"Owww, owwww" she yelled at him seriously and assertively. "I have a broken
foot."

Dan found it ridiculous that this girl would think he cared about hurting her
foot when she was here trying to beat him up but then remembered that she
agreed to go easy on his injured lung and he figured he better leave her foot
be or this could get ugly real quickly.

"Sorry" he replied and let go. "Are you okay?"

"No" she snapped back. "That's why I have a bandage on my foot." The two
briefly stopped fighting while Cindy let her foot recover but within seconds
they were wrestling again. Now that Cindy was warmed up she started getting
feistier and the small girl was able to throw Dan down onto his stomach. He
realized he was beginning to lose and knew he had to do whatever it took to
stop this from happening but Cindy was much stronger than Dan anticipated,
even her skinny arms. The broken foot was not slowing her down one bit. As she
held Dan down on his stomach she began squeezing Dan's cut, but skinny arms
behind his back to the point where they were almost touching each other.

"Wow you are flexible" Cindy laughed. "I've never had a pair of arms that I
can squeeze this far back." Dan tried as hard as he could to get his arms free
but as she squeezed them back Dan felt his arms going numb and he realized he
would not be getting free until Cindy wanted to let him. She squeezed his arms
together more behind his back until his elbows actually touched each other.
Cindy let out a cute, loud, giggle, like a little girl. "Wow" she laughed in
amazement. "I have NEVER been able to make someone's elbows touch behind their
back before. You must be double-jointed." Dan knew that he was not
double-joined but that Cindy had just forced his puny little body to do
something that it was not meant to do. His arms were completely numb now, he
had no feeling in them whatsoever, and he feared that if Cindy continued to do
this he would not be using them for a long time if ever.

"Okay, I give up" he submitted. Cindy let him go and let out another cute
little-girl giggle. Dan rose to his knees and stretched his arms out trying to
get the feeling back in them and also trying to test and see if he was still
able to use them. The small, cute little girl had gotten Dan to submit. He was
beyond humiliated. He looked up and down at the small little girl. She was so
tiny and had a pretty little innocent face. No matter what, he could not let
this girl beat him; it would be too much damage to his pride. He attacked her
again. Cindy obviously had some fighting skills that she did not initially
show because now she quickly brought the taller Dan to the ground again. She
locked his arm up into an arm bar and then used her leg to lock his leg up. It
was clear that her legs were much stronger than his as she used her leg to
make his leg bend in ways that the human leg is not supposed to bend. The pain
was unbearable.

"You have some muscle in your arms but your legs are puny as can be" Cindy
commented as she held Dan like a pretzel. "Don't you ever work your legs when
you work out?"

"Not really" he replied.

"Well you have to work your legs" she advised. "That is where all of your
strength comes from." Cindy's advice was obvious by the way she was dominating
him with her leg strength but her legs were so much stronger than his were
that Dan thought even if he did squats and steroids every day for the next 2
months that his legs would still not be as strong as Cindy's.

Cindy twisted Dan's weak limbs some more, he submitted for the second time,
and Cindy let go. "Two to zero" Cindy laughed as she announced the score of
their submissions. Dan got to his knees again. He was completely out of breath
and he felt faint. He looked at the designs on the wallpaper and realized that
he was even hallucinating a little bit. Dan had felt this feeling before and
knew exactly what the dangers were of not giving up when he should.

"Two to zero is the final" he replied to Cindy. "I give up, I am done." Cindy
gave Dan a look of surprise and giggled loudly.

"Why do you think you set the rules?" Cindy laughed. "You don't say when we
are done, I do!" Cindy gave Dan a fiery look in the eyes and he could tell
that she was going to attack him again. Dan looked towards the door and
thought about making a run for it but he could tell that the door was too far
away and that he would never make it in time. Cindy darted at Dan and he
decided that if he fought back all that would do was tire him out more. He
knew that his best defense against the tougher girl at this point was to get
himself into a defensive position where she couldn't hurt him too badly. Cindy
grabbed Dan and he voluntarily dropped to the ground onto his stomach and
tried to lie in a position protecting his arms and his face. Cindy sat on
Dan's back and began pulling his hair and squeezing his nipples. She grabbed
at his hair, turned his head to the side, and gave him a couple of hard smacks
to the face. Dan stopped trying to act like a tough guy and began whining like
a baby.

"Owww, ohhhhh, owwww" he whined and Dan realized that as he whined he sounded
not only like a small child, but also a girl.

"Ohhh, I love it when you whine" Cindy said with a soft and completely evil
tone in her voice as she took complete pleasure in Dan's suffering. She pulled
his hair and squeezed his nipples some more and then she took her feet and
placed them right in Dan's face. The one foot had the bandage on it but the
other one did not. Dan couldn't believe what this girl was doing. This was
supposed to be a good clean fight and Dan was fine with any fighting but he
could not stand having her humiliate him so badly by sticking her feet in his
face.

"Get your feet out of my face, I'm not a bitch" he yelled at her.

"Not yet, but I am going to make you into my bitch" Cindy replied confidently.
"Lick my feet!" Dan was not going to do this. As much as he hated getting beat
up he could still deal with that, but being forced to lick someone's feet was
inhumane and he knew that things would never be the same if he had to do
something so demoralizing.

"I won't do it" he whined.

"Oh yes you will" she laughed and she stuck her toes right in his mouth. Dan
could not believe this just happened. He had just been forced to suck on a
little girl's toes. He would never be able to live this down.

Cindy removed her foot from Dan's mouth but left it in his face. "Now lick it"
she ordered. "Or I am going to really hurt you." Dan had already been shamed
by having to suck on Cindy's foot so he figured he may as well lick it to
avoid more pain. He looked at her little foot as he licked it. Her cute little
toes were so tiny, her foot was dry as can be and her foot tasted dry and
bitter as he licked it.

"Owww, ooohh, owwww" Dan whined as he did the humiliating deed.

"Boy do I love it when you whine" Cindy laughed as Dan whined some more. "You
sound like such a little bitch!" Dan continued to whine as he licked her feet
some more. "Aw, does little Daniel want his mommy?" Cindy mocked. "What would
your mommy think of you right now getting picked on by a little girl like
this? Poor little Daniel!" This taunting by Cindy was making things ten times
worse for Dan. What would his mother think of him right now? Both his parents
were always so proud of him, especially since he had just graduated college
but he began to feel nauseous as he thought what his parents would think if
they saw him right now.

Cindy finally took her dry feet out of Dan's face and then turned around so
her back was facing his head. She began to spank him and he continued to
whine. "I just need to spank this tiny little butt" Cindy laughed. "I just
can't help it you little bitch."

Dan was wearing a thick pair of wind pants so the spanking didn't hurt him as
much as Cindy probably thought, but it was still beyond embarrassing just the
same. "Please, please, stop" Dan whined.

"OK I'll stop" Cindy laughed. "Are you ticklish? I think I am going to tickle
you. That is the absolute worst torture when there is nothing you can do about
it." Initially Dan did not mind the threat of being tickled because he had
many girls try to tickle him over the years without any success. However, as
Cindy began to tickle Dan's armpits as she held him down Dan realized that she
knew how to tickle better than any other girl he had ever met because he began
to laugh uncontrollably. "Ha-ha" she laughed as she tickle-tortured him. Dan
laughed uncontrollably by whined at the same time from the torture. Cindy
stopped tickling his armpits then grabbed his feet and began to tickle them.

"You have nice little man-feet" Cindy laughed as she tickled them. Dan wasn't
sure if he should take that as a compliment or not but he did know that it was
an observation he had definitely never heard before. He forgot about that
altogether as she tickled his feet harder and he laughed harder. It was beyond
humiliating.

"Please stop" Dan begged.

"OK" Cindy agreed. She stopped tickling him then turned around so she was
facing the top part of his body again. "If you want me to stop tickling you I
will just start hurting you again. How about a camel-clutch?" Cindy gripped
Dan's chin with her hands then brought his head up in the air in a
camel-clutch. It felt like Cindy broke Dan's back when she snapped his head
back.

"Owww, owwww, ohhhh" Dan whined with his girly little-bitch whine.

"Aw, does that hurt little Daniel?" Cindy mocked. "Does little Daniel want his
mommy again?" Dan continued to whine like a little bitch as Cindy continued to
pull his head back farther and cause even more pain in his neck and back.

"Ouch, ouch, oww" Dan whined. "Please stop!"

"Poor little crybaby" Cindy continued to mock him. "Are you a little crybaby,
Daniel? C'mon say it. Say 'Dan is a crybaby bitch'".

Cindy was putting increased pressure on Dan's lower back with the camel-clutch
and he became scared that she was going to do some serious damage so he did as
he was told. "Dan is a crybaby bitch" he whined in a normal tone of voice.

"Say it louder!" Cindy shouted.

"Dan is a crybaby bitch!" he screamed wondering if any of the neighbors would
hear it. Cindy stopped the camel-clutch and Dan's head flopped to the ground.
Dan tried to push himself to his feet but Cindy quickly smacked him in the
head as he did this.

"I did not say you could get up yet" she ordered. Dan obeyed and laid flat
back on the ground. Cindy smacked Dan hard across the face then flipped him
over on to his back and as she did this his elbow scraped hard on the floor.
He got a quick glance of his elbow after she did this and he could see the
rug-rash already beginning to form. Now that Dan was lying on his back and
Cindy was still sitting on him she gave him an extremely hard smack across the
face and his ears began to ring and he saw stars. She followed that up with
another hard smack to the face and Dan felt his eyes begin to water up.

"I am so afraid of you" he whined like a little baby. Cindy ignored him and
beat on him some more, rotating between smacking him, pulling his hair, and
twisting his arms and legs around. The pain was unbearable and at this point
Dan was willing to do anything just to make her stop. "I'll lick your feet if
you stop" Dan begged.

"You'll do that anyway" she said sternly and continued to beat on him.

"Please" he whined. "I'll do whatever you want if you just stop."

"But I like hurting you, Dan" Cindy said softly. "That is what I want." She
beat on him some more and Dan knew that he could do nothing to stop it. After
another few minutes of beating on him, Cindy put her sexy feet back in his
face and stuck her toes back in his mouth. "Lick them some more" Cindy ordered
and Dan did as he was told just thankful that she wasn't beating on him
anymore.

After Dan licked away at Cindy's feet for a couple of minutes, she finally got
off of him. Dan remained lying on the ground, hurt and humiliated. Cindy bent
down next to him and gave him a little kiss on his cheek with her soft, sweet
lips which gave a very brief bit of joy to the beaten Dan. The joy went away
when Cindy sat up and stretched her sexy legs over Dan's chest claiming
herself as the victor of the fight.

"See I didn't hurt you bad enough to put you in the hospital" Cindy said with
satisfaction. "You do me no good if you're shacked up in a hospital bed."
Although time would tell if this beating would put Dan back in the hospital,
Dan was pretty sure it wasn't that bad. However, at the same time Cindy had
humiliated him so badly that he almost would have preferred a harder beat down
to what he had just been through.

"OK get out" she ordered. "I am done with you for now but we will most
certainly do this again." Dan gladly ran out of the apartment. He wasn't sure
what the terms would be for his next encounter with the dominant Cindy but his
only concern at this point was getting out of her apartment.

Dan walked back into his apartment and looked himself in the mirror. He didn't
have any bruises this time except for the big rug-rash on his elbow. Although
this beat down was not nearly as bad as his previous one, the experience as a
whole was much more horrific. Dan had a lot of friends who had been beaten up
badly in their life but didn't know anyone who had been mortified the way Dan
just had. He looked at his pathetic self in the mirror and wanted nothing more
than to put mind-altering substances in his body and detach himself from the
dreadful life he was now living. He wanted nothing more than to roll a nice,
fat joint and get high, but after enduring a collapsed lung he decided that
may not be a good idea. Instead he was going to have to go drink until he
blacked out.

Dan got in his car and drove to a nearby bar. He walked in and the atmosphere
of the establishment seemed friendly enough and Dan hoped this place would
cheer him up. He ordered a drink and began guzzling.

About halfway through his first beer Dan did not feel well. His ribs felt like
they were bruised, he had severe stomach cramps, and putting the beer in his
body was just making those pains feel worse. What was even worse than the
physical pain Dan was feeling was the mental pain. He could not get over the
demoralizing experience he had just been through. Cindy had really struck a
nerve when him when she started talking about his mother. Everything Dan did
in his life was to make his parents proud of him and when he thought about his
mother seeing him pinned on the ground by a little girl and being forced to do
whatever she said, it sent eerie chills through his body.

The worst part of all was that Cindy had forced Dan to lick her feet. He still
could not get over how inhumane that was. He thought back to the days of
slavery and thought that as bad as those slaves had it they were probably
never forced to lick their masters' feet. The chills going through Dan's body
became much worse and he felt himself becoming increasingly upset by the
second.

Suddenly Dan had a severe mood swing. He went from feeling upset and
humiliated to a feeling of emptiness and worthlessness which was much more
intense. He recalled feeling this way back in college after he took ecstasy
pills and he would crash the next day after the drug wore off. That is exactly
how he felt right now only this time the feeling was not drug-induced, it was
all too real, and all too inescapable. Dan looked around the bar at how happy
everyone else seemed and all he wanted was to feel happy again like everyone
else felt. As Dan looked around, the horrible feelings he felt continued to
get worse and it felt like his soul was slowly getting sucked out of him. All
he wanted to do at this point was take his own life but a small, tiny logical
side of him knew not to do this. The one thing he did know was that he had to
get out of this bar immediately.

Dan walked through the dark parking lot to his car. Although he didn't think
it was possible, the feelings of emptiness and depression inside of him
continued to worsen. The mental damage that Cindy had done to him was far more
torturous than a collapsed lung. He tried to think of happy thoughts to cheer
himself up but all of the things that used to make him happy couldn't even
make him crack a small smile now. Dan felt like he was in hell. Dan got into
his car and started it.

It was late and Dan wanted to go to bed but he was an emotional catastrophe
right now and knew he would not be able to sleep. Instead he just drove around
the city of Cleveland for hours, his body feeling weak and frail, and his mind
feeling like everything good that had ever entered his mind had been sucked
out of it. If someone were to ask Dan how he felt the only answer would be
"like he had been sent to hell." He wanted nothing more than just to cry his
eyes out, like he had never cried before but he felt so empty that he couldn't
even shed tears. Instead he just spent the rest of the night driving around
aimlessly in his own little hell.