Things can only get better!
By CrossmanX at crossmanx@hotmail.co.uk - Comments and ideas welcome
After Jake's beating by young females, nothing else could go wrong.. Could it? 


A follow on in the Jake stories - Encounter with a stranger - A da jar vu
encounter - The Business Trip - A Day Off - Quiet Day at the Office - An
Unpleasant Reunion

Things can only get better!

Jake's body ached, in fact it hurt like hell, he was coming too after the very
painful reunion with two of his most avid female admirers, even if it was just
the man's ability to take a good beating that they really admired. An
excruciating reunion for Jake; one that the 28 year old solicitor knew was
coming and had tried to get away from. It started with the pending arrival of
Edward Thompson, one of the law firms top clients, and also meant the arrival
of his daughter, Vicky, that worried Jake, especially after their last meeting
(Reader may wish to read - The Business Trip). I the petite blond Vicky was
going to be in the office he sure didn't want her to meet Abbey, the firms
newest typist, the tall brunette who was just as handy with her fists as with
a key pad (Reader may wish to read - A da jar vu encounter).

So Jake did what any man would do, rearranged his diary and took himself out
of town and out of the way! He went and dealt with the Phillips account, safe
in the knowledge he was away from where trouble could start. And it seemed to
have worked out, the account was all sorted and he was away from his wife,
that part of his life was also going downhill at the moment and then ... ...
And then both Vicky and Abbey turned up in his hotel room!

It was then that the man was given a full and very personal demonstration of
just what a determined and pissed off young female was capable of. Up to then
each of these young, agile and very sexy girls had thought that this man,
Jake, was just their little play thing to knock around when they and only they
wanted too. So when the girls found out about each other it was Jake that was
made to suffer, and did they make him suffer. The girls had begrudgingly come
together to give Jake a very painful display of superior female dominance over
a man, it would be something that he would not forget (Reader may wish to read
- An Unpleasant Reunion).

The girls turning up had led to a very frosty atmosphere at first; they had
been shocked to see the other, and they weren't happy about sharing their
'play thing'. They both enjoyed a man that could take the kicks, punches and
throws that they dish out and Jake was a man that knew how to please these
sexy ladies. He pleased them by taking a good beating and still being on his
feet ready for the next blow. Not many men had that sort of stamina, not many
men could take a beating and still stood, not many men had the chance to be
the object of Abbey or Vicky's full, yet devastating attention.

Each women had thought it would be just them and Jake alone, a chance to spend
some 'quality time' alone with the man capable of taking all their 'special
attention' and he lasted a lot longer than most of the wimps they usually met.
So when the two women meet and realised that Jake wasn't solely their property
they each felt annoyed, upset, angry! So the girls came together and gave Jake
the beating he deserved. They beat him hard, a completion between Vicky and
Abbey as to who could dish out the most pain to the man. A completion where
there was only one looser, Jake.

But now that was just a hazy memory, but a painful one, Jake pulled his
hurting boy off the floor where he must have laid for hours. The room was
empty, no sign of the girls, he breathed a sigh of relief, dragged himself up
onto the bed, then RING! RING! His phone went off, 'panic!' He then also saw
the message left for him, written with Abbey's lipstick in large bold letters
across the far wall 'We'll see you later & we have plans for you!' The girls
message scared him 'what the hell could they have planned for him now?'

He looked back at the phone that was still ringing, then a feeling of great
relief, it was Terry! The call was from his friend, not the girls 'Thank God!'
Jake managed to answer the call, it was brief, Terry did much of the talking,
something had happened and he needed to speak to Jake as soon as he returned
back home. Even with the pain Jake knew that there was something wrong with
his friend, but it would have to wait until he got back. For now all Jake
wanted to do was sleep, he needed to rest, tomorrow he would have to tidy the
room up, get that message off the wall and get home.

As he drifted off vague memorise of his beating flashed before him, there was
a man! A man came into the room while the girls were enjoying their time with
him, but he fell into a deep sleep before he could fully remember. The next
day and Jake woke, his body still hurt but he was use to that feeling, he
tided the room up, got rid of the girls departing message, sorted himself out
and got the hell out of there. But still there was this nagging thought, an
image of a man in that room as the girls beat him.

Everything done it was time to leave, bag in hand Jake got out of there, bill
all paid and he was making his way through the car park, but even this gave
him an unnerve feeling. Memories of his first encounter with Vicky (The
Business Trip). At his car he looked around, a cold bead of sweat rundown his
back, he hated this feeling. Opening the boot to put his bag in 'SHIT!' Jake
froze at the sight that now griped him; there in the boot of his car, the body
of a man! A flash back to yesterday, he now remembered 'yes there was a man
who came into the room' one of the hotel staff, the women had turned on him
and then a flash of violence they had ... ... 'OH SHIT!'

Jake slammed the boot close; he quickly looked around, scared, but no one was
there, 'SHIT!' He had to get the hell out of there, a police siren sounded in
the distance, pure fear gripped him until the sound faded away. 'Get a grip!'
he told himself, throws the bag onto the rear seat and got in. He sat there,
took in deep breaths and tried to calm himself down, then drove off. How Jake
got back home he would never knew, he couldn't remember anything of the
journey, the only thing that was going through his mind was the events of the
previous day. Now he could see clear images of the man that had made the
mistake of coming into the room to investigate the noise, the noise of Jake
being beat up by Abbey and Vicky.

Jake came 'back to the present' he was back at his home, parked up inside the
garage still sat in the car, God knows how long he had been sat there. All the
time the same though was going through his head 'what the hell am I going to
do?' But he kept coming up with the same answer 'I don't know!' The thought of
that body in the boot never left his mind for a moment, 'how did it get
there?' Well there was only one answer to that it had to have been ... BANG!
BANG! Jake's heart jumped into his mouth, he looked round "what's the matter?"
the knocking on the side window grabbed his full attention "you've been sat
there for ages ... What's up?" He looked up to see Alison his wife! His heart
started to calm down, but as she looked at her his thoughts turned to the
content of the boot, panic set in again. He got out gave some excuse about
'being tired, hadn't slept well, he was OK'.

Alison wasn't convinced, she'd thought for a long time he was having an affair
but couldn't prove anything. She'd gone away a few times to her mothers, taken
the kids with her, just to get away from the bad tension at home, but she
always came back. Now with the way their marriage was heading one day she
wouldn't come back, and they both knew that. The way he was acting just
confirmed to her that something was up and that wound her up even more, if
only she knew the truth! Jake grabbed his bag, from the car, making sure he
went nowhere near the boot, locked the car, alarm on, that made Alison even
more suspicious. He would keep those keys close to him until he knew what the
hell he was going to do next!

The rest of that day Jake was on tender hooks, every time the phone went or a
knock at the door he jumped and it was getting to his wife. "Whatever is
happing here you had better sort it out or I will" she hadn't a clue what was
going on but hoped that her threat might get her husband out of this weird
mood he was in. But it did do something, it gave Jake the kick he needed,
there was only one person he could trust to help him, Terry.

Jake phoned him, told Terry he would pick him up, once in that car Jake knew
he couldn't let it out his sight. Terry got in, they dove off to a quiet area
where the men could talk. Terry had his own story to tell (Reader may wish to
read - Park Life), but it was obvious that Jake was almost at bursting point.
So when Jake started his story there was no stopping him, he opened up to his
friend and told him everything, he told Terry about Abbey and Vicky. He told
him about the petite brunette schoolgirl, about Lindsey and Mrs Brown niece,
he told Terry everything, and when he finished it was such a weight off him.
Terry was shocked, he had known that Jake was having a few problems recently,
but never dreamed it would be with young dominant, vicious girls. So when he
told Jake about his own recent encounter with three young girls, it all seemed
a bit tame.

Both men felt embarrassed, even ashamed as they told their stories, but they
also knew how exciting, even thrilling a close up encounter with a strong,
superior, dominate young female could be. But even these 'exciting' stories
where put to one side when the news of the body in the boot came out. "It must
have been the girls that put him there ... What am I going to do?" There was
silence as the men thought about the situation, the images of young, strong,
sexy female now also occupied their thought, it didn't help. "Start the car up
... ... I've an idea!" As Jake drove off Terry told him his plan.

They couldn't go to the police, who would belive Jake's story, so it was up to
them to get rid of the body, where no one would find it, ever. Jake drove to
the outskirts of town, there was a large private school out there that was
undergoing a large rebuild programme. Terry's firm had a minor part in it, but
he'd been out there and seen an old swimming that was being filled in,
concreated over to make some outdoor perfomace area, or something. "The thing
is the pool is just being filled with rubbel from another demolished
buildings, then cement's poured in, its all levelled off and the old pool is
forgotten about." This was starting to sound good to Jake. "It's already
filled with rubble and the cemnet goes in tomorrow morning ... we sneek in
move some rubble, hide the body then it gets covered with tones of cemment."
'It was purfect!'

Jake drove down a old country lane at the back of the school, in the distance
a security service vehicle was just pulling away. "The guards just done his
rounds so we'll have hours before he's back again." Jake parked up, it took
the men only 5 minuets to find a way through the fence. They wrapped the body
in an old blanket, neither of them could bring themselves to look at the poor
mans face. Ten minuets later and they where through the fence and onto the
school grounds.

It was getting late and the light was starting to fade, this was the far
bottom of the school grounds, wooded areas on either side and a few buildings,
in various states of repair, damage and restoration. Another large fence to
stop people going into the building site, but this was easy to get through.
Past a large building that looked like at one time like some kind of changing
rooms and there was the old swimming pool! Just as Terry had said filled in
with rubble, the two men set to work, they quickly cleared away the old bricks
and plaster, a hold deep enough and in went the body, covered it up and a long
sigh of relief.

Jake looked at his watch, it had taken no time at all, they would be out of
here in a few minutes and it would all be over. They headed back, but still
with wide eyes watching everywhere for anything CRACK! "What was that?" "Quick
in here" the men dived into the old changing room block, they crouched down,
deadly silence everywhere. A minute past, two, five, but nothing
'imagination?' 'was there really a sound?' "Come on, it was nothing lets get
out of ... "

"So what are you doing here?" A voice, female, the men, the scared men looked
round, they were in a long corridor, but it was too dark to see everything
that clearly. Then CLIP! CLIP! CLIP! The men's head spun to the direction of
the footsteps, there! The far end of the corridor and figure stepped out of a
room, it was a girl, female, even in this failing light the men had no trouble
making out that the silhouette was defiantly female.

Then CLIP! CLOP! CLIP! CLOP! The men jumped around as this new sound came from
behind them, a second girl stepped out of another room at the other end of the
corridor. "So you still haven't said what your doing here" the first girl
spoke again, the men turned back to her. Jake could make out she was a
brunette, long hair that went past her shoulders, she wasn't that tall,
shorter than Jake but exactly too short. The shadows crossed over her face so
he couldn't see her clearly, flashes of eyes, high cheek bones, a very cute
nose and full red lips caught and held his attention. She was obviously good
looking and he wished he could see just how good looking.

He looks back to the second girl, again slightly in the shadows, but he could
see she was blond, shoulder length and curly and again bright red lips struck
him. Again not too tall, the light and shadows teased the men only giving them
a glimpse of yet another attractive young girl. Both girls looked as if they
had good bodies, short skirt where obvious as light trickled over firm thighs
and the shadows failed to hide tightly fitting tops and large breasts. Both
girls where young, that was obvious but God knows how old, and what where they
doing here?

"You still haven't answered us" the brunette slowly started to make her way
down the corridor to the men CLIP! CLIP! ... CLIP! CLOP! The blond also
started her slow approach, the nervous men's heads flipped from one to the
other as the two girls came closer and closer. Both men had a uneasy feeling
about this, as the girls where slowly bearing down on them, Terry got the urge
to run, he didn't know why, but something just told him 'get the hell out of
there ... Now!' The girls where quite close now Terry would have to run past
one of them, knock her over and just carry on running, that was his plan.

A sudden rush of blood, or was it fear and Terry made his move, he spirited
off ready to rush past the blond girl THUD! OOOOFFFF! But the blond had other
ideas her knee came up and slammed into the running man, she caught him just
right, in the gut. Driving the air out of him, winding the man who now dropped
to his knees. "Shit!" Something, a strange feeling, made Jake turn round to
the brunette, for a brief second there was her face, clear as she stood in a
pool of light, she looked ... WHACK!

Jake was sent flying backwards a sharp, hard, painful blow to his face CRACK!
Another, just as hard and Jake was sent crashing into a dark, dirty side room
off the corridor, he staggered and tumbled over a pile of old boxes and
rubbish. Jake was on the floor stunned by the brunette's quick and vicious
strike at him, he shakes his head to clear it, but before he can do anything
else OOOOOHHHH! The brunettes hands grab Jake and hauls him up and throws him
across the floor, she's strong and Jake again tumbles across the rubbish
covered floor until he collides into a wall.

Outside in the corridor the blond is getting her own hands onto Terry, he's
been pulled up and knocked down by her, only to be pulled up and knocked down
again CRACK! Blood splatters as yet again the blond girl delivers a forceful
blow. Terry's nose breaks, as he also falls against a wall, it's now time for
the blond to use her firm legs against the man to dish out some more pain
WHACK!

Jake tries to pull himself up onto his feet, he grabs the wall dragging
himself upwards when THUD! ARRRRHHHHH! The brunettes slams her knee into the
mans back, pain shoots up and down his spine as he drops back down to his
knees. She steps back and WOOOSSSHHHH! CRACK! She spins round, her foot now
smashes into the knelling mans head, the sound echo's around the dark, damp,
empty room as Jake crashes back to the ground.

The man lay's there on the ground, his head feels likes its going to explode,
but he can just about manage to focus on the door that he had been knocked
through. He watches as out in the corridor Terry goes flying past the doorway,
the blonds series of kicks to the man's body sent Terry staggering backwards
down that dark corridor. Her last kick was high and to Terry's heads, the man
spun round and sent fly off his feet past that door.

The blond, slowly walks to the door, turns and enters, Jake can clearly see
the sexy wiggle she has, the brunette passes by her as she exits into the
corridor. Jake knows that all the girls have done is swap over ARRRRHHHH! The
brunette has already made her presence felt with Terry! Now it's the blonds
turn to get to know Jake, she walks to him, bend over, grabs him, she's again
strong and easily wrenches the man upwards CRACK! THUD! Her knee shots up into
Jakes body, driving much need air out his body WHACK! That strong thigh that
he only glimpse early on is now up close as it smashes into the side of his
face, Jakes sent spinning around, he heads to the floor and almost bounces off
it. She certainly put some power behind that blow.

Jake lays on his back looking up 'why did this always ... ... ' OOHHH! The
blond girls foot was placed on Jakes groin, the man shuddered as if expecting
a much harder blow to 'that area.' This amused the girl, she giggled at his
nervous action, his body relaxed as she hadn't hurt him, he could tell she
wore high hells, he was familiar with how a stiletto felt against his cock.
The blond was also familiar with how a hard cock felt under her foot, and Jake
sort of impressed her ... ... But not enough ARRRRRHHHHH! She twisted her foot
hard, driving it into his groin, she laughed again, he did amuse her.

The brunette grabbed Terry by his arm, twisted it and dragged it outwards, the
man was forced to double over OOOHHHHH! Then SMACK! A foot shot up banging
into the mans chest, the force she use took Terry off his feet, she followed
this up with another foot, this time the targets his jaw CRACK! The older mans
head drove backwards followed by the rest of his body. Terry's sent flying
backwards, off his feet and through the air, he lands in a heap further down
the corridor.

The blond had Jake back on his feet, she slapped him and kicked him, sending
the man across the room, then picking him up, a few extra blows and slaps, for
fun, then she throws him. A young blond throwing a larger old man over her
shoulder, if it wasn't actually happing to Jake he would have probably enjoyed
watching it. Suddenly there was an extra pair of hands that grabbed him and
dragged him upwards, the brunette had joined her blond friend and Jake was now
in for double the trouble.

Blond and brunette each drove their knees into Jake as he was hauled up,
SMACK! WHACK! The blond slapped him hard, sending him spinning round and right
into CRACK! Jake didn't see a thing, out of nowhere something struck him hard
across his face, the poor light meant that Jake didn't see the brunettes fist,
he didn't see it the first time she struck him and he certainly didn't see it
as it hit him again WHACK!

Back to the blond, she jumped up and kicked out, her boot caught Jake
perfectly on his jaw, off his feet and flying he went THUD! 'Christ that
hurt!' Jake crashed to the ground, his back taking the full force of that fall
backwards, he groaned and rolled around in agony. "He's still conscious!" The
girls seemed surprised, but happily surprised at how Jake was performing.
Again though two set of hands grabbed him and pulled him up, to carry on with
their fun.

Blond and brunette knocked Jake around some more, kicks and blows, punches and
knocks, with Terry out of it there was only Jake to play with, and they played
with him! He lasted a long time, and took the punishment the girl handed out
CRACK! The blond showed off with a dozen high kicks in quick succession SMACK!
The brunette used fists and over the shoulder throws, Jakes only option is to
get hurt and to suffer.

SMACK! The blond fists CRACK! The brunette's feet WHACK! Jakes jaw, his ribs,
torso, groin and every part of his body is a target for the young girls. They
show him just how easily a young girl can hurt, control and even dominate a
man, even a taller, stronger man like Jake THUD! SMASH! And they show him that
they can do it again and again.

He's brought back to his feet, the man staggers about, the women have drained
him of all his strength, he doesn't have the energy left anymore WHACK! A blow
but he didn't know from who and Jake drops down on one knee, but they showed
no sympathy for the man, hands again grab him by his head and yanked him
upwards. As the battered Jake's pulled upwards WHACK! A knee drove hard into
his chest, the mans bent over SMACK! Another knee finds it's mark, again his
broad manly chest is subject to female determination to hurt him, and it does.
The hands holding him drag him forward, Jack can only follow as he's being
pulled along, he fears another knee coming upwards but the young girls
anticipates his preparation for this, They each grab Jake head and using their
combined superior strength they throw Jake down towards the floor THUD! Their
forceful downward throw ends up with Jake overbalancing and smashing hard into
the floor. The girls stood over the man as he lay there in so much pain and
hurt, smiles on their young, pretty faces.

But they haven't finished, they are impressed and want to see just how much
this man can take, an almost lifeless Jake is once more brought to his feet,
he staggers around like some drunk. The blond jumps up, her foot kicks out
making perfect contact with Jakes jaw, the mans head shots backwards, he felt
his last reserves of energy fade away CRACK! Another sharp blow this time from
the brunette as her foot makes an equally devastating connection, Jake's now
done for, his dead weight of a body just drops there and then. The man slams
down onto his knees, ordinarily that in it's self would have hurt but he's now
beyond feeling the mere pain of a simple fall like that. The girls harsh blows
and kicks had drained him, his body's limp and almost at the point of giving
up, but the girls don't care "Your exactly ... " SMACK! A callous hand struck
him across his face " ... where you ... " CRACK! A clenched backhand now
struck him " ... belong ... " WHACK! " ... at our ... " SMACK! " ... ...
feet!" It was the final straw from Jake, the last blow had been delivered and
the man tumbling forward smashing into the floor.

Jake was bearly conscious, his eyes where only slightly open, he could see the
doorway but was unable to more, he had out lived his usefulness and now unable
to provide the girls with any entertainment. The girls would now have to turn
back to Terry, see if he was ready to carry on? Jake's head swirled, he didn't
truly understand what was going on as he watched the blond and brunette leave
the room, then there was a loud ARRRRRHHHHH! Silence and then Jake drifted off
into unconsciousness.

Sometime later Jake came too, his body screamed out in agony at him, but he
was becoming so use to this feeling. It was dark now, he looked around, no
sign of the girl and no sign of Terry! He staggered around the disused
building, but nothing, no one! He could think clear enough to know that he had
to get out of there, he made it back to his car, as he got in headlights
appeared in the distance, 'security patrol?' He didn't hang around and drove
off. He pulled over 5 minutes later, called his wife, it was late, she called
him everything under the sun and slammed the phone down. But he expected that,
he called Terry but no answer, he called again still no answer!

Jake fell asleep there in the car, he needed to rest, Terry would be ok, he
would call him tomorrow ... ...

The next morning Jake woke, he drove home said he went out with Terry, had one
to many, fell over and slept in the car ... Well it wasn't all a lie! But he
knew Alison didn't believe him fully. He needed to contact Terry to get 'the
story' right. He got his phone, just as he was about to call his friend BLEEP!
BLEEP! A text message, he didn't recognise the number, a strange feeling came
over him, one of impending ... ... He didn't want to think about it, he stood
there for what seemed an age just looking at the phone until he had the nerve
to open the message 'Good Boy you seem to have sorted out that little
'problem', wonder what will happen next? Love, you know who!'

A cold shiver ran down Jake's spine, he had a really horrible feeling about
that text. But now he needed to contact Terry 'were the hell was he?' he
called his friend, the phone rang and rang 'so why didn't he pick up?' Back at
the old school the foreman, Jimmy, was having a last look round after the
cement had just been pumped into that old swimming pool. 'Not a bad job' he
thought, he was just about to head off when 'what was that?' He turned back,
for one moment he though he heard something ... . 'Yes there it was again'
Very soft but it sounded like a phone ring tone, very muffled but there is was
again, the foreman looked down at the newly filled in swimming pool ... ... !