How To Train Your Man
By Crossmanx at - Crossmanx@hotmail.co.uk - comments and ideas welcome
Roger has a glimpse of the future, but was it more than just a dream.


How To Train Your Man

It was late Saturday afternoon as Roger arrived back at the flat he shared
with his girlfriend, Eva, the shop manager had spent the last few hours in the
bar with a few of his mates. As he staggered through the door "Hi Love!" he
tried to steady himself and look as if he was totally sober. He could see by
the look on his girlfriends face that she wasn't impress, 'Shit!' He just
remembered he was meant to have come back early so they could go out shopping,
Oh was he in trouble!

Eva just grabbed her bag and stormed passed him "I'm off to the gym, to get
rid of some of my ... frustration! BANG! She slammed the door behind her 'Oh!
Think I mucked up there' Roger had really upset her, which he had been
managing to do quite regularly, things weren't going that well. He had put it
down to the time she had been spending at the gym. Eva had gone on one of
these fitness crazies, and for the past few months she had been down the gym
and working out all the time.

To start with it had been great, she had a lot more energy, especial in the
bedroom and her body was getting slimmer and more toned. But it also had it's
down side, it seemed that every spare moment she had she was down the gym. She
even wanted him to join and 'get fit' pointing out that he had put on a few
pounds recently. That was properly why he had started to go the other way,
spending more time out with his mates, more trips down to the pub and as she
had also gone on a health food fix he had had more takeaways.

Roger staggered towards the bedroom, slipped off his boots and flopped down
onto the bed and was soon fast asleep ... ...

BANG! He landed on the floor, he came to with at start, the first thing he
though was that he had fallen off the bed. But as he looked around he was
outside? Outside in the bright sunlight as if it was midday, he was in an
alleyway ... There was a bright light behind him as he turned towards it, it
seemed to fade away, but he was still outside and still in an alleyway. It was
empty, dirty and unfamiliar to him but then it was only a dream, wasn't it? He
stood up, if this was a dream then it was the most realistic he had every had.
He wondered around, he had a very strange feeling about this, this dream of
his was more real than any dream he had ever had, a wired experienced, in fact
... This was real wasn't it? BANG! A sound down the end of the alleyway made
he jump, didn't make him wake up but it certainly made him jump.

He wandered off towards the end of the alleyway, as he gets closer the sound
of the street becomes clearer, when he reached the end he was standing on the
side of a busy street. He looked around everything looked normal, but there
was something that just didn't seem right, he couldn't put his figure on what
it was. The caf' on the other side of the road, seemed normal as did the shops
and the people walking around, the large advertising board with the picture of
Eva on it, the ... 'What!'

He was looking at one of those large boards, it had a picture of Eva on it,
his Eva, but it was an image of her that he had never seen before. She was
dressed in some kind of skimpy black leather, she was stood up and looked very
domineering, Roger had never imagined her like that before, and he found it
strangely erotic! Her outfit showed off a lot of exposed flesh, she looked
good, very good, well she had been going to the gym a lot recently he thought.
One hand on her hip and the other, this is where it started to get very
strange, in her other hand she held three leads. But there where no dogs or
animals at the other end of those leads but three men, three fit, strong,
muscular men, all straining at the lead, all being controlled by the woman
holding them!

The three men where dressed in very tight leather shorts, it was quite a
erotic poster, especially as it had his girlfriend in it. Roger then read the
bold words alone the bottom 'How to Train Your Man' - The stunning book by
Mistress Eva. 'What the hell was this?' There was more writing 'Now in it's
20th Year. The bestselling book of how Mistress Eva broke free and changed the
world.' Then Roger noticed something else, yes it was his Eva, but as he
looked closer he could see it was an older Eva. She looked good, very good but
she looked older about 20 years older, a good looking mature beauty, a
dominant mature beauty. But it defiantly was his Eva up there on that poster.

This was turning out to be a really wired dream now, as he looked around the
street that strange feeling he had now started to manifest itself into strange
events ... The caf', it was just women sat round the pavement tables, no men,
a male waiter came out the caf', he placed two coffees down on the table then
by accident knocked over one of the women's bags by her chair. Roger could see
she became very angry, she stood, shouted at the waiter who seemed to cringe
as she let loose with a torrent of words then WHACK! She lashed out at him
knocking the man to the floor! He tried to protect himself as the woman kicked
him and beat him, but if that was strange well the fact that everyone around
did nothing was even stranger ... Well it was just a dream!

Then out of a shop another woman walked out she had a long dog lead draped
over her shoulder, it led to a collar attached around a mans neck. He was
carrying a large number of bags and was being pulled alone behind the woman.
There, across the street yet another woman was slapping a man hard across the
face, he also fell to the ground, unable or unwilling to protect himself as
this woman, like the first, she set about him violently! 'What the hell was
this place? This dream?' Roger stepped back into the alleyway, he'd never had
a dream, like this so clear, so vivid, so ... ... Real! He realised he could
feel the wind as it gently brushed against his face, he could smell the fresh
coffee from the caf', he pinched himself OOOWWW!

This was like no dream he had ever had before BANG! He jumped again, but again
it didn't bring him out of his 'dream'. He was next to a large metal door that
hadn't been closed properly and was banging in the wind "you little piece of
shit!" A man stumbled backwards into the entrance of the alleyway, two women
pounced on him, they started to seriously batter him, fists and boots flew
into his body. Roger could have easily stepped in to help, after all it was
just a dream and he couldn't get hurt ... But a strange feeling of caution
came over the man, he quickly slipped through the open door before the women
noticed him. He secured the door after him, best to be safe than sorry!

He moved down the dark corridor to see where he was, passing a couple of
storerooms full of books, all different sorts, then at the end of the corridor
another storeroom, full, but this time all the same book, same author, same
title 'How to Train You Man'. Roger sat on large box as he examined the book,
there staring out at him was a picture of his Eva, like the poster it was a
much older Eva, but she still looked great, in fact she looked even better,
stunning! He opened the book ...

'Dedicated to all the women out there who have had the misery of being
dependent on a man, for those who've hated every moment of living in a man's
world and for those who have had the courage to change it.'

'Bit strong' he thought, turning the pages he read on ...

'I still remember the day when he came home drunk and I left for the gym, that
was the day I talked to Jo, my personnel trainer and we ... '

Started to sound a bit familiar, he read a bit further on ...

'I told him I was going to write a book and when I saw that look on his face I
just lashed out, the anger had built up inside me and that was the day that I
turned my boyfriend into my slave. I ... '

It was if he could actually hear Eva speaking the words ...

"Page. 31. I didn't love him now, I don't think I ever really did, I used him
to give me a child, a daughter, he would have nothing to do with her, he
didn't deserve to be part of her life ... "

'Bit harsh!'

'Page 38. That day when he died at my hand, I felt no remorse, no sense of
lose, I felt nothing for Roger ...

A cold shiver swept through Roger's body as he read that ...

'It was after that that I found out I was pregnant, and I just knew I was
going to have a daughter, someone who could grow up into a strong woman, she
didn't need a father, she would have me ... '

Roger was starting to get really worried about this 'dream', he wasn't
enjoying it in the least. He stopped reading, voices, female voices! He moved
to the door, footsteps heading down the corridor BANG! That large metal door
was open and closed again, he felt a sense of relief at not being caught
there. In his short time in this new world or dream or what ever it was he
realised it wouldn't be good for him to be caught where he wasn't meant to be,
especially just being a man.

He slipped out of the storeroom, still grasping a copy of the book, round the
corner and another door, it was open and he could see out into a large room,
it was a plush looking book store, there was a table and larger poster of Eva,
'A book signing?' well that's what it looked like, a poster grabbed his
attention ...

'Here tomorrow, in person, Mistress Eva'

He was right, now what to do? He thought he would ... "What the hell are you
doing here?" That didn't sound good to him, Roger turned round, there was an
attractive young woman, who looked strangely familiar but he couldn't place
her, this dream was getting more confusing. The woman was in her late teens,
early 20's, an attractive face and from what he could see had a good body, she
obviously worked out.

"What are you doing?" He smiled, she really did look very nice, this dream was
starting to get better. "And what the hell are you doing with my mother's book
in your hand?" Her tone was harsh, her expression one of annoyance and anger,
'she said mother' he looked deeper, there was a likeness of Eva in this woman,
and he could see another likeness, of him 'Oh God she's my daugh ... ' WHACK!
The young woman struck out at him, she backhanded him across the face. Roger
was shocked and that hurt ... No that really hurt, 'pain, real pain in a
dream?'

His lose of concentration was a huge mistake, the woman moved closer and shot
her knee up into his groin, the man grabbed himself, more pain in this
lifelike dream, he fell to his knee, trying to overcome the sharp pain she
caused him. "Mother always said men where so weak you only had to hit them
once" THUD! She drove her knee hard into his chest "but it's always good to
hit them again ... " THUD! "And again!"

Roger fell to the floor WHACK! The woman's boot smashed into his jaw sending
the man spinning over and across the floor, he rolled, knocking into a
bookcase, but hadn't rolled out of the way. The woman grabbed him harshly by
his hair and violently hauls him upwards, as he's pulled up she sends her free
clenched fist into his face SMACK! WHACK! CRACK! "How dare you ... a man! Even
attempt to try and read my mothers book" THUD! If this was a dream then why
did it hurt so much, he could even feel the blood starting to trickle down the
back of his throat.

She smashed her knee again into his face, Roger fell to the floor, he spat out
blood and tried to take in some air, through his heavy breathing he tried to
talk "sto.. Stop.. I'm your father ... I.." The woman's loud laughter filled
the room "You ... " WHACK! Her boot crashed into his ribs "my father! What are
you mad ... " WHACK! Another boot, the woman walked around the man's jittering
and twitching body, he spat out more blood, he felt his eye starting to puff
and swell up. He couldn't breath in thorough his nose, it was clogged up with
congealing blood.

This was no dream, it couldn't be one! "My mother always told me that my
father was a piece of crap ... So if by some strange and wired reason you
where him ... " THUD! ARRRRHHHH! "Take that ... " WHACK! "That ... "CRACK!
"And that" The woman's boots slammed into his groin, body and head, she seemed
to enjoy the though that this man at her feet, even though he looked only a
couple of years older than her might somehow be her father. She knew he
couldn't be but the very though of her father turned her into the sadistic
female that was enjoying beating the man before her.

She carried on hammering Roger with her boots and fists, by mentioning her
father he had let lose this woman's wrath, the battered man was dragged up
back onto his feet, a hard uppercut from the young woman to Roger's jaw, sent
the man flying back against the bookcases THUD! The impact dislodged a number
of books that fell down on and around him. She grabbed him with both hands,
hauled him back up WHACK! Her knee again slammed into his groin, but she still
held onto him so he wasn't going anywhere WHACK! Another knee to his 'sore
area' WHACK! She could see a tear roll down his check, she smiled at his
agony, she grabbed his head and throw it downwards. That strong leg of hers
again drove upwards and smashed into his face BANG!

Roger nose exploded and he was sent fly backwards crashing into another
bookcase, he started to slowly slip downwards towards the floor, but the woman
had other plans. "This will teach you for being a man" CRACK! She let loose
all her anger in one fatal blow, her leg spun round colliding into the side of
his head, Roger's head spun, the darkness engulfed him as in slow motion his
body fell to the floor ... THUD!

Roger woke with a start; he was in his flat, on his bed 'What the hell had
happened', it was a dream, it had to have been a dream OOOWWWWW! His body
hurt, it hurt like hell as if he had just been ... . Like he had just been
badly beaten ! He dragged himself off the bed into the bathroom, it hurt, it
hurt like hell. He stripped off his top, even though he was hurting there was
no bruising, no marks on his body or face. So why the pain?

Was it a dream, a nightmare or did he somehow see into the future, somehow
step into the future? If it was a dream why the hell did his body hurt so
much, Roger went back, slowly, and sat on the bed to rest BANG! He almost
jumped out his skin; it was Eva returning from her workout. He could see she
was still in a mood with him, "Roger" he was still trying to make sense of his
'dream' so ignored her WHACK! OOOOOUCH! She had thrown one of his boots at
him, a good shot, "I'm talking ... !"

There was something in her tone that he had never heard before, she now had
his attention "good ... I've been talking to Jo, you know my personnel trainer
and we ... ' as strange feeling crept over Roger, as Eva went on, it was like
reading that book back in his dream. " ... And I've decide that there should
be a few changes around her, firstly I'm going to write a book, so that means
you will have to do start to do much more around the flat ... " She stepped
into the bedroom, her express was serious, stern even vicious "and you can
take that look off your face, if you don't like it I'll have to ... "