Takeaway Special 
By Crossmanx at - crossmanx@hotmail.co.uk - comments and ideas welcome.
Go on try the special from the Takeaway menu, you just might like it!


Takeaway Special

Douglas walked up to the front door of his house, put the key in the lock,
turned it and pushed the door open, he stepped inside and there was silence,
not a sound. He paused, for a second or two, and enjoyed the moment, it had
been a busy day and now he was home it was all over, but there was an added
bonus, his wife Gabi, was also not here. Silence, peace and tranquillity now
ruled the household, not that he'd didn't love his wife or anything like that
but she did enjoy and good 'chat' about his and her working day, 'as soon as
he got home.' Which was immediately followed by a "what are we doing tonight
then, when are we going, how are we ... ... !"

Sometimes he just wanted to sit down, grab a beer and do nothing but laze in
front of the TV all night, he was sure there was a song about that? But Gabi
was away for the next few days, away with friends on a Hen Do. Which wasn't
too bad for him as he had work during the day to occupy him, plus it also
meant he had the next few evenings all to himself to do absolutely nothing!
All he would have to do was a tidy up before she got home and he could slob
around, eat crap food, drink beer and she would never know. Gabi was a bit of
heath freak, going to the gym and dragging him along, plus a bit of running
and some long walks in the country air. As well as exercising the body, there
was exercise the mind with evening class's, like yoga, along with eating
'healthy', lots of brown rice and vegetables, all that sort of stuff.

But for Doug he wanted something a bit more meaty, a bit more sitting around
and watching sport rather than doing it and a bit less of doing more! So with
the 'cat' away this mouse would do nothing, and enjoy it, the only exercise he
would get would be from going to the fridge for another beer, 'Heaven.' As
Doug got to the fridge he opened it up and looked at the well-stocked supply
of beer he had, having filled it that morning just after Gabi had left and
he'd gone off to work. He took out the first cold beer and opened it, he liked
the sound it made and enjoyed the first couple of mouthfuls even more.

DING! DONG! The doorbell went, unusual, wasn't expecting anyone and didn't
want any visitors as football was on tonight and he hardly gets a chance to
watch it with Gabi around. He opened the door 'strange no one there!' But he
did notice a flyer in the letter box, he took it out was about to screw it up
as he paid no attention to these, but then the words 'Takeaway' caught his
eye! A cog turned in his head, 'Beer, Football and a Takeaway ... ...
Perfect!'

Just then his phone rang, it was Gabi, checking up on him, he knew that,
"Hello dear, how's the Hen Do going?" Gabi told him they had all got there ok,
even if he'd did know where 'there' was as he'd paid no attention to all this.
She was fine and they were just starting to get ready and into the party mood
for tonight. Then she started to asked about his day at work, what was he
plaining on eating tonight, and making sure he knew there was plenty of rice,
smoked that and boiled the other in the house he could have. Doug moved around
the house, kicking his shoes off, throwing his jacket over the furniture and
drinking out of a can. All the stuff he was normally not allowed to do, and
all the time the takeaway flyer, that was now on the table, was teasing him as
it was in full view.

With everything said and Doug having convinced Gabi he was going to be alright
and would eat heathery the couple finished their call, there was a sigh of
refiled as Gabi put her phone down and then rolled over. The very large hotel
bed was very comfy and as she turned her arm came over and onto the naked body
of her girlfriend Jenny, who had also just finished her conversation with her
husband. The two woman now cuddled up as their hands and arms now stroked each
other and their lips and tongues caressed each other. They had plenty of time
to indulge in some extra delights before they met up with the rest of the Hen
party and really stared to enjoy themselves!

Back at home and Doug put down his phone, took another swig from the beer can
and picked up the takeaway flyer 'Yes, beer, football and a takeaway, bet
Gabi's not having as much fun as he was going to have tonight!'

The flyer was advertising a takeaway and delivery service, great, he'd not
heard of this firm before, but that didn't matter. They had everything,
pizza's, kabab, burgers, curry, you name it they did it, Doug was spoilt for
choice, then he saw 'Tonight's Special - Chinse Takeaway Special.' Suddenly he
got a craving for Chinese, yes that's what he was going to have, he could
order, then have a shower, change, grab a beer, food would arrive, all ready
to sit down and watch the footie. What an evening he was going to have.

He called the number on the flyer, a very sexy female voice answered, who went
through tonight's special with him and he placed his order. When he'd finished
he thought she sounded very nice, wouldn't mind meeting her, even sounded a
bit Chinese to him, coincidentally, and he kind of liked that. Doug went off
to sort himself out as he contemplated if a Takeaway is delivered, is it still
a 'Takeaway' or is it a 'Delivery?'

Twenty minutes or so later and the doorbell went DING! DONG! Doug looked at
his watch, right on time just as the woman on the phone said it would arrive,
that was good. Doug opened the door, there was stood a petite oriental woman,
a very nice. "Your Chinese Special order?" Doug smiled, she looked gorgeous,
she was a little bit of oriental delight, that was for sure. Dressed in a pair
of thick white high heeled shoes, and even with these on she was small, then
there was the oriental dress, with long splits down the side, and decorated
with various chinses dragons, flowers, birds and such like. The area around
her chest was open and in full view, which was good as her larger round
breasts where pushing out as if trying to escape. She was also an attractive,
pretty little thing with her beaming smile and dark hair, platted in two very
long pigtails, and with Gabi away 'No!' But he did have that thought for a
moment.

As he re-gathered his, proper, thoughts, he now also smiled "yes please, thank
... ... " suddenly the woman just walked past him and inside, that was odd he
didn't know many deliveries that came inside when dropping off the food. The
woman walked straight in and before he could say anything more, she was
stepping inside his living room. But as she took that step she turned and said
"close the door" and for some reason Doug did just that, and then followed
her. Now in the living room Doug got an even better look at her, and she was
just as good looking as he'd first thought, but it was now he noticed she had
nothing in her hands, no bags of food, no delivery, no nothing?

"Where's my food?" Doug was confused, the woman just smiled and stepped
forwards "you ordered the Chinese Special, yes?" The man just nodded, more in
confusion than anything else "then, that's me, the Chinese Special ... ... !"
WHACK!

Doug hadn't seen anything clearly only a flash of blue then white as the woman
sent her leg shooting upwards, up high, the long split in her dress allowed
her leg to come straight up. Showing off her supple and dexterous ability, and
allowing her shoe to go crashing up into the bottom of Doug's jaw and sending
him flying backwards. The blow was hard, sharp and took the man off his feet
and made him tumble and fall backwards and with a heavy blow Doug landed on
the sofa on the other side of the room.

He shook his head, not really sure what had just happened there and before he
could try to think straight the woman had leap forwards and to him. She
reached down, grabbed onto Doug's arm and WOOOSSSHHH! THUD! OOOUUHH! Her small
stature hid just how strong this woman was, as she easily wrenched the much
larger man up and out of the sofa, back onto his feet. At the same time Doug
had come hurtling upwards the woman had turned to the side and sent her knee
up, turning her hips at the right moment so her knee made contact with the
centre of his gut. The blow was again hard, sharp and fast, pounding Doug's
stomach and driving the air out of him.

Now the man gasped for breath and doubled over in pain, which allowed the
oriental woman to SMACK! There was a blinding and very painful blow to the
side of the man's head, Doug staggered backwards a few steps trying to do his
best to shake the pain off CRACK! A foot flew up into the still bent over
man's face, sending his head and upper body upwards, the she stepped in close,
turned around and WHACK! She sent her arm backwards, driving her elbow into
his gut, hurting him once more and as Doug took the blow, the pain made him
lean forward and bend over her. This gave the woman the chance to grab onto
him arm, dragged it over her shoulder and WOOOSSSHHH! THUD!

Sending him crashing, she took him down, throwing the large man over her small
feminine body, plunging him down to the floor as he fell over her shoulder. On
the floor he was given a taste of her chunky high heeled shoes as they kicked
out and then turned that high heel, painfully, into his body, almost as if she
was enjoying all this! When she'd got him to cry out in pain she again reached
down and dragged the man up onto his feet. Dough staggered and wobbled a bit
as the oriental woman took a moment to look him up and down then WHACK! SMACK!
THUD! CRUNCH! She let loose with a quick succession of high kicks, her strong
legs came thundering up and around, her shoes and feet slamming into his body,
and with each strike, there was more pain, more hurt and he was sent tripping
and crashing backwards, until THUD! He was against the wall, there was nowhere
to go now.

But she wasn't finished, the small oriental woman reached out grabbed Doug and
hauled him off the wall, she spun him around so he back in the open living
room and SMACK! THUD! SMASH! Now she spun around and around, like a whiling
tornado, her spinning leg coming around, smashing into him and knocking him
further backwards with each strike. As she twisted around and kicked out her
long ponytails spun, almost like helicopter blades twirling, and with each
kick there was more pain, until THUD! She'd knocked him again across the room
and straight against the other far wall.

He was trapped, the woman's expression changed from a sweet smiling look to a
sour stare, then CRACK! Doug wasn't sure what she had done but it had all gone
black after that and it wasn't until much later that the man came too. As Doug
looked around he was alone, the woman was gone, it was late and his body hurt
like hell, but at least she was gone, whoever she was. Doug pulled himself up
off the floor he grabbed his phone and the flyer, he called the number, he'd
sort this out. But the number was not recognised, very strange. What could he
do, tell the police a woman walked into his home and beat him up? No!

Doug went to bed to try and sleep this 'nightmare' off, there was little else
he could do. The next day he still hurt so he called in sick and had the day
off of work to tidy the place up, recover and think about what had happened,
or forget what had happened.

It was much later in the day when his phone went and Gabi was on the other
end, checking up on him, he told her he was off 'ill' but not too worry he
should be OK. She went on about how he needed to wrap up warm, have plenty of
soup and drink lots of fluids, and not beer! Doug promised to do all that and
was going to get some soup now, as he put the phone down he opened the fridge
and took out a can of beer.

In her hotel room, Gabi put her phone down and rolled over onto her back and
allowed herself to now fully enjoy the eager hotel bellboy who was pleasing
her so well. In half an hour until her next order of bellboy would be turning
up, but for now this one was showing so much potential and she had so much she
wanted to do to him she might not be finished with him by the time the next
one turned up! Oh well just have to have two instead of one then, life was so
hard!

Back at home and DING! DONG! Doug nearly jumped out of his sink at the sound
of the doorbell, he went to see who it was, he paused, his hand was on the
handle for a good couple of seconds before he yanked the door open 'No one
there!' But just as he closed the door he noticed a flyer on the letter box,
grabbing it he closed the door and went inside, he felt a slight chill as he
opened up the crumpled paper in his hand, it was a flyer for a takeaway and
delivery service.

In fact, it was the same flyer as the night before, 'No hold on!' There was
something different, something had changed on it, on this flyer 'Tonight's
special' was different? No longer the Chinese Special, here it read 'Tonight's
Special - Jamaican Takeaway Special.' Before he knew it Doug was calling the
number and this time it rang, the voice at the other end was again female but
this time there was a strong Caribbean tone to her voice, which he kind of
liked. Doug found himself just listening to her and before he knew it he'd
ordered tonight's special!

He sat there for a bit, wondering to himself how and why he'd been talked into
that, why he hadn't said anything about the 'Chinese Special' he didn't get,
the food and the 'Chinese Special' he did get, the beating off of the petite
woman! He'd almost finished his beer when DING! DONG!

A shiver went up his spine, but still he went to the door and answered it,
again for a moment his hand hovered over the door handle before he opened it,
then he pulled the door open. There was stood a woman, a tall black woman, she
was in her bare feet and dressed in just a tight pair of denim jean shorts and
a boob tube. She looked stunning, with her dark skin, her slender, yet toned
body, her ample assets, and attractive face. Her look, her lips, nose, and
gorgeous eyes all captivated him. As did her long, straggly and Rastafarian
hair, all wrapped up in some head scarf, but sticking out all over the place.
The headscarf and boob tube where in those Rastafarian red, yellow and green
colours, and she looked as if she just walked off some tropical beach!

Just like the night before the woman stood there and said "Your Jamaican
Special order" again Doug was stunned and just said "yes please." The woman
walked past him and into his house and onto the living room. Doug closed the
door, shock his head 'not again!' He pulled himself together, rushed after the
woman, and then noticed again there was no bag of food in her hand. He started
with his questioning of the woman, "what is going on I ... ... " WHACK!

The woman used her long reach to her advantage as she struck the man, stopping
him mid-sentence and giving Doug's jaw a sharp, painful introduction to her
clenched fist. The man wobbled but managed to steady himself just as WALLOP!
OOOWWHH! The woman's bare foot slammed into his crotch, giving Doug a very
sharp pain down below and taking his breath away instantly. He doubled over,
which allowed the woman to hook her arm around the doubled over man's head.
Now she was holding Doug in that bent over position and ready for her to
WHACK! WHACK! WHACK!

Her knee shot upwards into his gut, winding him more and more with each blow,
slamming hard each time and driving the remaining air out his body. He
panicked as she gasped for breath, and didn't realise that the woman had
release her hold on him, he was free! But she was back on him, grabbing his
bend over head with two hands and dragging it upwards harshly, almost flipping
him over with how forceful she jerked his head back up. But in one way this
was good, as the sudden movement had made him take in a much need lungful of
air 'thank God!' But in another way it was bad, now he was upright and
providing her with a decent 'target,' CRACK!

Her clenched backhand came up and across his face, almost taking poor Doug off
is feet with the force she put behind that strike. He made his head spin, his
body jerk and his feet wobble and before he had time to even try and steady
himself THUD! A bare foot went slamming fully into his face, giving him a
brief moment of total darkness, and as he came out of that all he saw was the
celling light and having a sensation of falling. Followed by a hard knock as
he crashes down to the floor. With him on the floor the woman went about using
those bear feet to kick, trample and hurt him.

She stood on him, crushing his gut and chest, bringing her feet up and
pounding them down into him. She turning her foot into his groin, pushing down
hard and inflict a new, even for painful, sensation to him. She covered his
face with her foot, humiliating and rubbing his face with the sole of her
foot. Her pummelling of the man by her feet seemed to go on forever, Doug
didn't know how much he could take of this and even cried out for her to
"please stop!" By the time she had indeed finished with him he knew every inch
of her delightful black feet, and her feet knew every inch of his hurting
white body.

Finally, Doug's ordeal at the hands, feet, of the Jamaican woman came to an
end when she reached down and with both hands grabbed him and hauled him up
off of the floor, WHACK! WHACK! A couple more knees flew into him, just
because she could, as she brought him back up onto his feet, he wobbled and
wavered around, but before his legs gave in, she dropped him WALLOP! A hard
foot slammed into is face and this time Doug body jerked and he went fly
backwards and off his feet. The blow was hard and before he'd even landed he
passed out, she'd finished him off.

Much later and Doug came to, a messed up lump on the floor, he moved his hurt
and aching body up to bed where he collapsed and fell into a deep sleep. The
next morning and Doug dragged his hurt body out of bed, he called in sick
again and spent another day trying to, one, make sense of these 'Takeaways
Special's' and two, trying to forget his two special beatings.

Later on that day, after he had sort of recovered Doug got another call form
his wife, checking up on him and how he was doing, 'still ill but getting
through it OK!' Gabi went through a list of different cures and remedies and
Doug promised to try them all, and when he got off the phone he poured himself
a large brandy to aid his recovery. Back in the Hen Do's hotel and Gabi was in
the bridal suite with the bride to be, she was practising for her big day! The
bed was very big so there was plenty of room for the bridesmaid who was on all
fours being taking by an eager bellboy. Then there was the bride to be, who
was having double the fun as she was sucking on one young cock whilst being
thrusted by another. Gabi's stepped over the exhausted body of the bellboy on
the floor she had just finished with and climbed onto the bed. She joined
another of the bridesmaids who was enjoying a boy of her own, but she was very
pleased to be joined by Gabi, and so was the bellboy!

As Doug finished his drink DING! DONG! A sense of deep trepidation gripped
him, but he was drawn to the door and when he was ready he yanked it open 'No
one there, again!' Nervously he looked down at the letter box and there was a
flyer sticking out of it, a flyer for a Takeaway service! He could have,
should have, ignored it but he didn't, couldn't. Back inside Doug looked down
at it, again it was all the same except for 'Tonight's Special - Indian
Takeaway Special', and suddenly he had a craving for a curry!

He poured anther drink, took a swig and dialled the number, it rang twice then
an Asian sounding woman answered the phone, she spoke, he ordered and put the
phone down. He took another large swig from his drink and wondered 'why oh why
had he done that?'

Twenty minutes later and DING! DONG! He sat there for a moment, then felt
compelled to go and answer the door, he took a deep breath as if preparing
himself for his takeaway, then opened the door. And there stood a woman, but
somehow Doug wasn't surprised by this, she was medium height and by the looks
of her and in particular the way she was dressed, he deduced she was form the
sub-continent! She was dressed in what looked like one of those Indian saree
dresses, silk, colourful and very sexy.

She wore high shoes, then a very long skirt, that reached to the floor, it had
several splits in it, and one of her smooth looking legs was popping out and
on show, and looked very fine. Further up was a crop saree top, again
colourful, and at the same time it was thrusting and showing off her ample
cleavage to him. Her well-toned abs where clearly seen and she looked strong
there. There was a long wrap over or was it part of her dress, or a scarf? He
didn't know but it went with her outfit and lay over her shoulder and came
around her arm, and it completed her stunning look.

Then there was her face, quiet lovely, almost as if she'd walked off of a film
set, make-up perfect, not that she needed much of that at all. Red ruby red
lips, with a slight smug smile, dark seductive eyes, long dark hair that was
all perfectly tied up high, finished off with large decorative earrings and a
matching large necklace that brought your eyes back down to her cleavage, this
was all too ... ... "Your Indian Special order?" she asked. Speechless Doug
just nodded and the woman walked inside.

Bringing himself back to sanity Doug shook himself, he had to get to the
bottom of all this, 'what was going on with these women and the orders he'd
placed for food and not for some ... ... ' Doug now noticed that this new
woman, stood there in his living room, and just like the rest she didn't have
any bag with his Takeaway food order with her, she must ... ... CRACK!

The woman's skirt opened up as her leg kicked out through one of the splits
and her foot came flying up and struck him hard, it had all began again THUD!
Before the man had taken a couple of steps backwards due to the first blow,
she had spun around and struck again. The two hits, the two kicks, in quick
susses sent Doug hurling backwards, he went crashing over the coffee table and
tumbled down to the floor. As he hit the floor with a hard, firm thud there
was another hard, firm thud, this time from the fist of the woman who was
already on top of him, hammering away at him.

Doug tried in vain to defend himself, WHACK! The woman's knee driving into his
gut, winded him and stopping him from trying anything silly, like resisting
her onslaught. Fists rained down on him, ponding his head and upper body, then
as suddenly as she first struck him she stooped. Then just as mysteriously she
was off of him and he was free, or so he thought.

Doug carefully opened his eyes, he knew she was still there but he had to see
what she was up to, what was coming his way, as he looked around OOOHHHHHH! At
first he saw nothing, she wasn't there, but that was because she was behind
him, waiting for her moment, when the man had lifted his head up enough, then
she'd got him. The long scarf, wrap over part of her dress was now thrown over
him, and quickly pulled tight so it got him around his throat, lassoing him.
The woman pulled back and now she had control of him, the silk material was
soft and even had a sweet smell to it, but as she pulled it back, it now
chocked him.

She pulled him upwards onto his knees then THUD! Her knee pounded into his
back as she carried on pulling back with the long material, slowly strangling
him. Pulling back on his throat whilst pushing him forward with her knee. As
she tugs back on the scarf he panicked, he grabbed hold of it and tried to
break free but couldn't. Then the woman wrenched him back, making him staged
backwards, but she also moved, dragged, him upwards and onto up onto his feet.
She used the material around his neck as a way of manoeuvring him, guiding,
controlling him and was now swinging him around from one side to the other.
She was having some fun with him, pulling tight to choke him, then slacking
off just enough for him to gulp down some air and still reaming conscious.

She twirled him around the room, pulling the man around as she 'danced' and
played with him. He was like some dance partner who didn't know all the moves,
but was being easily manipulated into whatever position she wanted by her, as
well as being slowly strangled at the same time! She spun him around and
around, getting fast and fast, making him feel sick and dissociated, then
suddenly she stopped and just as he was staggering to a halt she twisted one
way then the other and THUD! She made the man flip over by pulling in
different directions on the material around his neck, controlling him once
more and bringing him down. A good move and one that confused Doug so much,
first spinning then suddenly stopping, a sensation of turning over and then
hitting the floor hard.

He wasn't on the floor for long as the poor man was now dragged upwards, as he
came up she again dropped down on him. But the fun and dancing was over, now
she had a determined look about her as she wrapped the material around his
throat again, doubling it up. She got her hands in close and pulled hard, the
sweet smelling silk seemed to be cutting into his windpipe as his air supply
was brutally cut off. He flapped around but to no avail, the woman's grip and
hold was too strong, darkness soon enclosed him and he passed out.

It was much later when he coughed and spluttered his way back into
consciousness, the woman had gone and he was along. Doug just lay there on the
floor and rested, until he fell into a peaceful sleep.

The next day and it was another day off work, 'ill', but later on Gabi would
be back home after her Hen Do away, and the place looked a mess, a bit like
him. He gathered what strength he could and slowly went about sorting the
house out so his wife didn't suspect anything, after all how could he explain
all this?

That afternoon and Gabi got back, she said Doug looked rough and should have
some rest, she was back now and would look after him. He didn't argue and went
for a lie down, while Gabi settled back into normal life after her 'enjoyable'
Hen Do!

It was later, Doug was still asleep when DING! DONG! Gabi answered the door
but there was no one there 'strange', but she did see a flyer in the letter
box!

A little while later and Doug was awake and made his way downstairs, "you look
better" "I feel it", maybe having his wife back was what he needed, and yes he
did feel a lot better now, DING! DONG! Suddenly Doug froze, he looked at the
time, it was nearly 'Takeaway time!' Gabi got up "I ordered a Takeaway,
thought I would treat you as you've been ill" Doug looked down and noticed the
Takeaway Flyer on the coffee table 'SHIT!' "A flyer came through the door
earlier and they have a special for today." Gabi had ordered the Lamb special
for herself, she fancied sinking her teeth into something succulent, tasty,
young ... ... or was that the bellboys she'd had during the Hen Do away?
Anyway she fancied it, and the Lamb, and for Doug she'd ordered the Mutton,
she knew he liked a bit of tough, old, Mutton! Doug could see what was toady's
specials, a horrible, horrible feeling gripped him, he quickly looked up and
Gabi was already at the door and opening it ... ... !