The Chinese Connection
by Uplifted
 

Earl Talbot sat back in his chair, a self satisfied smirk upon his face.
Here he was king. Here he could make his mark. Just the other day he had
received word's of approbation from his boss at Hammaker, Wadsworth, and
Spence. Nor were appreciative words the only thing that he would receive.
He knew that monitory rewards would follow upon it's wake. With his
present generous salary, a salary that he wasn't loath in admitting to
himself, he earned every penny of, the constant bonuses made him a very
comfortable man indeed.

Here in the world of money and investment management, he was without
peer. What did it matter if he had to buy a stool for his feet to rest
upon, so that they didn't dangle in the air like a little child. Here he
was respected for what he was, not for the way he looked. All that he
needed was his phone and computer, and he was a buzzsaw in action.

It was getting late and it was time to pack it in for the day. Sighing
unhappily, he knew that he would spend another lonely night at home, with
only his little four foot two inch self for company. Earl had long ago,
given up his quest for female companionship. The clincher came four
months ago. One of the women at work had arranged a blind date for him.
Although he was reluctant and apprehensive to undergo another put down,
he nevertheless let himself be convinced to try. Dressing himself in his
best clothes and bringing his date thirty long stem roses, he found
himself knocking at her door. It opened, and he was face to face, with
the underside of a very large pair of breasts.

"Hello, I'm Earl" he said tentatively, hardly able to catch his breath.

Startled, she glanced down at the poor little fellow. "Hello, I"m Helen,
and have a good night, she snarled " and slammed the door in his face.

And so here he was again, home alone. "Damn it" he said out loud, barely
looking at his reflection in the hateful mirror. Not that he could see
much more then his head and shoulders, in that damnable looking glass,
perched on top of that shitty three and a half foot dresser. "Thank you
Mother" he said to his now dead parent. "One would have thought that you
would have been sensitive enough, to leave me with appropriate sized
furniture. Well why should you?" he continued his solitary dialogue
bitterly, "after all, you and dad were perfectly normal."

Sighing, he turned away in frustration, contrite that his lonely
conversation had taken on such bitter overtones. Skinny little Earl, had
been the picture of the solicitous son, for as long as he could remember.
When his father of blessed memory had passed away, his mother was
inconsolable. She and dad had been friends as well as lovers, for as long
as he could remember. After dad's untimely death, she had refused to take
care of her health, almost willing her own slow ten year demise. Towards
the end, there wasn't much that he could do, except make her as
comfortable as possible.

Mama had left him with a health annuity, if not a strong and normal body.
This added to his business acuity, made him independently wealthy. Ah
well, he thought. What could she do about that? He was, what he was. The
girls at work had been kind and solicitous. "Never you mind Earl," they
had comforted him. "Every one knows how well you took care of your
mother. You hardly had any time for the opposite sex. Now that she's
gone, you can bet your bottom dollar that the girls will be battering
down your door."

He knew that they were just being kind. There would be no battering,
ramming, or even lightly scratching. In this day and age, what normal
woman would want to be seen with a four foot, two inch one hundred and
five pound runt like him? Still the loneliness threatened to overwhelm
him.

Finally he resorted to what he knew so well, the computer. Romantic chat
rooms abounded on line, and there were no lack of unattached women, most
of whom were delighted to engage in a cyber romance. And so in his
loneliness he spent much of his free time in such pursuits. There was
Alice, and Jane, and Judy and Audry, just to name a few. Each proceeded
in much the same way. First there was the feeling out period. What were
your hobbies, what were you interested in? Then the sexual innuendoes,
some subtle, some overt. Then the beginning of the end. A request for a
description of him. He would lie of course, feeling terrible in the
process. And finally would come the breaking point, the inevitable
request to rendezvous.

There was of course, no way that he would undergo, a repeat of his so
recent and painful blind date. So he would just stop accepting the
instant messages, and answering his email. This pattern was repeated over
and over again, until he simply despaired of the process.

One fateful night, when he was preparing to go off line and to bed, he
received an instant message from a girl named Suzy. Bluntly he fluffed it
off with some lame excuse. The next night much to his surprise, he
received an email, evidently from the same Suzy. It said simply "dear
Earl, I would just love to correspond with you. Please answer, love
Suzy." It would just be another unsatisfying correspondence, he told
himself, and ignoring it, he went to bed. But every night for the next
ten day's, he would either receive an email, or an instant message from
this very insistent female. One such message struck an immediate
sympathetic chord with him. "I'm lonely, won't you please answer me?"

"Dear Suzy" he wrote almost against his will, "many of us are lonely. Let
us write to each other and see what happens."

And so started the correspondence of Suzy and Earl. He waited
apprehensively for the request to meet. Instead, he received messages
which seemed to be designed to soothe his fears. "Earl, don't you just
hate the way society places so much importance on outward appearances?
What does it matter how a person looks, if there is a meeting of the
minds, as well as the hearts. Oh you must feel that I'm just terrible
being so forward, but I can't help it, your letters have become the most
important thing in my life."

This was music that flowed directly into his lonely heart, like the
branch of a river unto it's source. His hopes soared, when he found out
much to his surprise, that she wasn't from the states, but from a small
village in China. Earl had always admired oriental women, probably he
assumed in a moment of self enlightenment, because of the generally held
belief, that Orientals were as a rule smaller then occidentals. He clung
with all of his might to this belief.

Then came the fateful question, "Earl, I can't come to the states, is
there any way that you could come here? Please Earl, I'm just dying to be
with you."

Once again he experienced that terrible feeling of dread. "How would she
look, and more important, what would she say, when she saw for the first
time the little shrimp she had been writing sweet nothings to?" He could
just see it in his minds eye. First would come the look of amazement.
Then amusement, and finally scorn. And poor Earl would be forced to
return to the states, with his tail between his legs.

The more he postponed their meeting, the more insistent she became.
Finally after months of procrastination he decided to give it a try.
Because of his self inforced isolation, he had hardly even used any of
his vacation time. He took a leave of absence of two months, and prepared
to leave for China. As the time of departure came closer, he became more
and more excited, convincing himself, that this time things would be
different. The Orientals were more excepting of differences, he told
himself. Besides, they were smaller, and therefore the contrast between
he and they, would not be so conspicuous.

He left early on a cold Saturday morning, full of hope. Even being
jostled at the crowed airport by the giants, left no impression. He even
laughed it off, when a large woman bumping into him, apologized with an
"excuse me sonny."

As he made his way to his seat, his hopes rose. About one half of the
occupants were oriental, probably going home he assumed. Much to his
delight many of them were very short. Not of course as little as he, but
a good sign notwithstanding. There were even two women who seemed no
bigger then four feet ten. He could live with that. He prayed that Suzy
would be as little and slight as these women.

On the long trip, he fell asleep with visions of a little Suzy in his
mind. He saw himself running to meet her. They kissed, and he scooped her
up in his strong arms and hugged her close to his breast. He saw their
wedding night, he carrying her upstairs to their bedroom. Placing her
gently on the bed, he caressed her beautiful slight body tenderly. "My
darling little Suzy, I adore you. I'll always care for you and protect
you."

He awoke with the jarring sound of wheels screeching to a sudden halt.
"Deplaning in ten minutes, have a wonderful stay in the peoples republic
of China" said the loudspeaker. Hurriedly he left his seat shaking the
cobwebs from his head. Upon deplaning he looked around. Suzy had told him
that he would be met at the airport. He sat down, and waited impatiently.
He had no idea what she looked like, or when she would be there. As he
peered ahead, he felt a tug at his sleeve. "Misa. Earl?", asked a sweet
tiny voice.

"Yes?,Suzy?" he asked, afraid to look in the direction of the tug.

Willing himself to turn towards her, he was delighted to see an adorable
little Chinese face, framed by straight black hair. She was no more then
four foot nine inches tall, "Suzy?" he asked again.

"No sir" she said smiling, "I Suan chou. Work for Ling family. I bling
you missy Suzy."

He didn't let his disappointment show. Oh well he reasoned, little Suan
Chou, was a good sign. They picked up his luggage and he followed her to
a limousine. "Does the Ling family own this car", he asked in
astonishment.

"Oh no sir, Misa. Earl, they rent it just for you. Missy Suzy want you be
comfortable. You relax, trip take four hour." He was delighted beyond his
expectations, when it struck him that she didn't even seem remotely
surprised at his appearance. He lay back and watched the scenery flow by.
To his American eyes,the landscape seemed dull and dreary, consisting of
farms, rice fields, and little villages. They had been traveling for an
hour, when he fell asleep out of sheer boredom. A bump in the road woke
him suddenly.

"You sleep two hour Misa Earl, you maybe tired from airplane" said Suan
Chou brightly smiling.

"Yes I am a bit tired", he answered. "How much longer?

"Only one more hour sir, but I afraid scenery become more boring. Only
road ahead. Village of Ling family, almost one hour from closest other
village and farm. He was surprised, somehow he had thought that she lived
in a more populated area. Ah well, what was the difference he thought. It
would be a welcome change to him, living all of his life in a large
American city.

The road flowed in unchanging monotony. The minutes, as if each were an
hour. When it seemed as if he would die of tedium, Suan Chou pointed up
ahead. "Look Misa. Earl, there Lau'chusen, village of Ling family." He
brightened, in spite of the fact that the village was in the middle of
nowhere. Suan Chou drove right into a village of perfectly charming
houses. This fact contradicted the generally held assumption of most
Americans, that all Chinese people were poor. As a matter of fact, upon a
second look, the houses seemed rather large and opulent. These dwellings
were surrounded as far as the eye could see, by acre and acre of farm
land.

"Come Misa. Earl," she beckoned to him exiting the car. "Please to follow
me, you luggage be brought in latter." Eagerly he followed after the
pretty little servant. "Please to take off shoes when entering house sir"
she invited him. They entered into a foyer, that turned directly into a
lovely and tastefully furnished in the style of contemporary China of
course, living room. "Come sir" she said, directing him much to his
amazement, to a large and heavy looking trap door in the center of the
room. "Missy Suzy down in basement, storing up vegetable for winter. I
call!"

"Please sir, maybe you help lift door, it very heavy." Quickly he hurried
to her aid. It took all of their combined strength, to lift the trap door
from its closed position. "Missy Suzy, Misa. Earl here" she shouted down
the dark stairs to the basement. And then for the first time he heard her
voice. To his love starved heart, it was like silver bells on a frosty
morning, sending shivers of delight down his spine.

"Oh Suan Chou, I so happy. Earl my darling, I come right up, can hardly
wait see you. Her head cleared the floor, and for the first time he saw
her. Black hair, evenly cut at the cheeks, the slightly slanted eyes and
high cheekbones, an enhancement to a face of radiant loveliness. She saw
him. "Oh Earl, I so happy."

He was ecstatic. Yes she had seen him, and no she had not laughed or even
hesitated at his appearance. His heart did flip flops, and he laughed in
the joy of his relief.

"I come up. I no can wait hug you," she said, bubbling with the happiness
of the moment. His joy was short lived however, when she was waist high
out of the ground, and her height was now at a par with his own.
Unconsciously, he backed away from her emerging figure. Stepping up
completely from out of the trap door, she stood in front of him, a giant
of at least seven feet. He gulped as he looked up, stretching his neck to
see her face looming above him. She was a far cry from little Suan Chou,
and his chagrin was compounded one hundred fold, when she reached down,
her hands under his armpits, and lifted him high above her head. He was
flabbergasted, and the only thing that he could say was a halting, "wh,
wh, what's hap hap happening?"

"Oh Earl" she gushed. "It so wonderful see you. You just like I imagine."
Poor little Earl looked down from his ten foot perch, absolutely
dumfounded. Never in his wildest dreams could he conceive of such a
situation. Certainly he was used to people being bigger then he was, but
this was ridiculous. Like a man who was viewing someone else's dream, he
looked down at arms that made his own little pipe like one's seem like
toothpicks. Her flawless skin covered biceps the fairly rippled with
power. Helplessly he reached down to clutch her forearms, and was shocked
at the rock like hardness of them.

"Oh Earl, I wait so long for you come. Now you finally here. I so happy."

"Suzy" he was finally able to squeak in a high pitched sound of terror.
"Please, put me down.

"You so cute, I never put you down" she said laughing happily. But she
lowered him down to clutch him to her breasts. "I want you meet honorable
parents. We find! OK my little cupie doll?"

What could he do but shake his head. In a daze he found himself being
carried through the house, totted on her hip, the beautiful furniture and
draperies, hardly making any impact on his consciousness. She opened a
door, and they stepped outside onto a porch. Sitting comfortably on patio
furniture, was a middle aged Chinese couple. Before they even rose to
greet them, he could see that they were as gigantic as their daughter.
"Honorable parents look who here," Suzy declared bowing. "I so happy.
Please Earl, to meet parents. Father Ching Ling, and Mother Chang See
Ling.

They rose out of their chairs and stood shoulder to shoulder with their
daughter. Father Ching Ling was almost as tall as Suzy, but not nearly as
muscular. His power came from the tough wiry frame of a farmer. Mother
Chang See Ling was another matter altogether. She was every bit as tall
as her huge daughter, but her musculature actually made Suzy seem slight.
She was a frightening sight to behold, and Earl shook before her.

"Mother, Father, isn't he most adorable thing that you ever see?", She
gushed.

"Pah" spat her father. "It about time at you age, you stop playing dolls.
I have work to do, and so should you my honorable daughter."

"But Father I finish for the day. I want get him settled in his quarters.

Her Father shook his head derisively, "Sometime I think that I spoil you
to much Suzy. All right get on with it, but be back at work early
tomorrow, and he turned on his heel and left.

"Mama, what you think?", she asked hopefully.

"Hm," reflected her mother, walking around the little fellow in Suzy's
arms. "He kind a cute. I no blame you daughter, I always wanted one like
that. "

"Would you like to hold him honorable Mother?"

"Yes daughter, very much. Put him here," she said turning her palm up.

"Earl, Mother like you very much" she said placing his ass on the palm of
her giant Mother's hand. He was just too overwhelmed to do or say
anything. His entire butt fit in the palm of her hand, with enough room
for her fingers to cup upwards, and surround his hips. Although terribly
humiliated, it was a comfortable seat. The enormous middle aged Chinese
woman, hoisted him up and down as if weighing a side of beef. "Him weigh
nothing" she said. "What you see in him?"

"I don't know mother, it's just that there is something about little
helpless men that I find so wonderful, she replied.

"Yes daughter, I think I know what you mean. He certainly a cute little
one. "Heh little feller, how you doing? You happy be with us?"

"Er, yes ma'am, very happy," said the frightened man.

"Good, good. What you think daughter, maybe him ticklish" said Mama Chang
See, and laughing started tickling him.

At first he squirmed in her grasp, trying to push her giant hand away
with his little inadequate hands. Uncontrolled laughter came next,
followed by tears of frustration. "Please ma'am stop, I can't stand it
any more." He looked pitifully at Suzy, "please make her stop." He
laughed and squirmed and cried all at the same time.

Chang See was delighted. "Oh daughter him so adorable, maybe I keep."

"Now Mama, you know he mine. If you want, I see if I get you one from
Internet. Now please mama, give to me, him exhausted.

"Oh all right" said her disappointed mother, and she tossed him
underhanded like a softball across the room to Suzy. It was done so
suddenly, that poor little Earl didn't even have the time to gasp out his
fear. Suzy caught him and hugged him to her breast.

"Oh I so happy Earl, mama like. Come I take to you quarters. I think you
like." She made her way across the dirt road, towards a group of little
cottages, hugging him gently to her breasts. In the center of the group,
was a much larger cottage, into which she entered. He was amazed to see
nine little men in various stages of undress. " I call this my house of
dolls, and these my nine little dolls, you the tenth. You get to meet
them latter, first to you room, get unpacked."

As she carried him to his room, he noticed that some of the little men
wore a smirk on their faces. He didn't like the look of that. Did they
know something that he didn't? Of course they did stupid, he told
himself, they have been here for who knows how long. That last thought
left him frightened and lonely.

In his room which was tastefully furnished, was his luggage. "I so glad
you here" she said, and her lips engulfed his in a passionate kiss.

"Suzy I'm mf mf", was all that he could say, so intense was her kiss. He
felt her hands caress his back, and then creep down to cup and squeeze
his little buttocks. Her big tongue invaded his mouth, pushing all the
way back towards his throat, setting his gag reflex into action. She
caressed his ass all the harder, making him cry out in pain. "Please Suzy
your hurting me." Her hand continued its caress of his buttocks, but not
quite so roughly. Suddenly she tore his trousers and underwear clear off
of him. He gasped " oh my god".

"You God not help you now little man" she laughed. Without another word
she ripped off her bra, and firmly gripping his little buttocks in her
large hands, pushed his groin into the crevice between her breasts. His
breathing became heavy, as in spite of himself and his helpless position,
he erected between her breasts. "That feel so good my little Earl", she
said passionately, and started to rub him up and down as if he were a
sexual tool. Moaning she pressed his groin even tighter between her
breasts.

"Oh Suzy please, I think that I'm going to come" he said breathing
heavily.

"Not yet my little man" she said breathing every bit as heavily as he.
She lifted him to her mouth, and plunging his little tool between her
lips, bit down with her gums, delaying his orgasm.

"What are you doing to me" he pleaded. Her answer was to circle his penis
with her tongue. She lifted him a few inches higher, and absorbed his
balls in her mouth, sucking sensuously. He lurched helplessly, driving
his groin yet further into her willing mouth. Opening her mouth further
she accommodated his entire sexual package. She sucked the little fellow
in so deeply, that he felt as if she could swallow him whole.

Out of his mind with passion he screamed "Oh lord in heaven protect me."
With all of his might, he tried to stop her inward and outward motion, by
placing his little hands on her head and pushing her off. But to her it
was like the struggle of a newborn infant. She hardly noticed his arms
trying to hold her off, and he stopped trying in order to keep her from
accidentally break his little arms. Suddenly he felt his body explode
with his heated sperm, and he erupted into her mouth with spasm upon
spasm. Tenderly, she lowered him, to hold him cradled in her massive
arms. "You enjoy, my little sweetheart?", she asked tenderly. " He was so
depleted, that all he could do was shake his head. "Good, now you sleep.
Tomorrow I see you again." She placed his tiny body gently in bed, and
covered him up. He fell immediately asleep.

Upon waking the next morning, he smelled the comforting aroma of brewed
coffee. Sliding into his slippers and bathrobe, he left his room,
following his nose. Entering the room where he had last encountered the
other men, he found them seated around a communal table, eating a
sumptuous breakfast. "Gee I could go for some of that", he said. A fair
skinned blond haired little fellow said, "sure pull up a chair and join
us, you're one of us now you know." His English was quite good, although
he spoke with a marked Scandinavian accent. Sticking his hand out in
greeting he said, "I'm Sven from Sweden". He nodded to the other men, who
introduced themselves as well. There was, Deiter from Germany, Juan from
Argentina, Pedro from Spain, Andre from France, Nigel from England, Harry
from the States, Sam from Canada, and Boris from Russia, A veritable
united nations of tiny men.

"As you can see my friend Earl,"said Sven cynically , "our giant economy
mistress prefers little anglo saxon men."

"Were you all lured here through the Internet as I was?" asked Earl. They
all agreed that their experience's had been almost identical to his.
"What does she want with us? I mean why is she keeping us here?" asked a
frightened Earl. "And how is it that she has an accent? When we conversed
on the Internet, her English was perfect?"

Pedro answered in his lightly flavored Spanish accent. " In the first
place my dear friend, her family is very rich. They have right here, the
most up to date software on the market. What you as well as all of us
experienced, was an instant translation piece of software. I doubt if
it's on the market yet. She types in Chinese and it comes out perfect
English. You type English, well you get the idea. As far as your first
question is concerned, she keeps us for fun and games, what else."

"Wh, what are you saying to me" asked a now terrified Earl.

"He's saying old bean", interrupted Nigel, "that we are nothing but
little toys for Suzy and her friends."

"Friends?, I don't know anything about any friends", said Earl.

"Oh Don't worry" said Harry with a slight Brooklyn accent, you'll meet
them soon enough, and I'm afraid that it will be too soon for your
taste." Earl munched on his breakfast, silently reviewing all that he had
learned.

"Were are her friends?" he asked. I didn't see anyone around when I came
here."

"This is a farming community" said Sven. Most of them were probably out
in the field. Tell me my friend, doesn't it strike you funny, that this
village is so far from any other? "

"Well yes as a matter or fact it does. Why did they build a community so
far from all others?" asked Earl.

"Because mine dear unenlightened Earl" answered Boris rolling his r's.
The people of this village are not normal. Do you think that the only
giants here, are Suzy and her family?"

"You mean" Earl started. You mean their all giants? he finished his
question shaking all over.

"Bingo" said Deiter, laughing sardonically. "And we my dear Little Earl
are dolls to the giants. "They say jump. We ask how high?"

So what do we do here all day long?" asked Earl.

"We wait around patiently amusing ourselves as best we can, until Suzy is
ready to play, or use us for her sexual pleasure, or for whatever she
wants," answered Sam.

For the rest of the day Earl acclimated himself to his captivity. Part of
the time was spent in such activity as playing cards, computer games, or
just plain conversation. He felt very much at home with these men,
sharing their size and life experiences. Quietly in his mind however, was
forming the scenarios for escape.

At seven o'clock that night, the door to the cottage flew open, and in
stepped the mighty Suzy. It reminded him, he thought wryly, of a Chinese
snow white and the ten dwarfs. Smiling, she asked, "and how my little
darlins doing?" Striding over to a large sofa, which evidently was made
for her, since it was much to big for any of the men, she seated herself,
and motioned for the men to surround her. "Oh my sweet little Earl, I
hope you happy" and she lifted him and plopped him down on her right
thigh. Harry followed Earl on that self same thigh. Sven and Deiter were
next to occupy her left thigh. She looked unhappily at the other men
still standing near by. "Everybody get seat" she said happily, and she
placed Juan and Pedro on each bicep. Next Andre and Nigel were sat upon
each of her shoulders. Smiling kindly, she spread her hands out, palms
up. Sam and Boris calmly sat their little butts upon her giant hands,
their feet dangling in the air. "I so happy, hold all my little dolls."
she said.

This unbelievable, apparently effortless show of strength, knocked any
thoughts of escape from Earls mind. He just sat there on her thigh,
watching the two men sitting on the palms of her hands, kicking their
feet back and forth, seemingly without a care in the world. He swore to
himself, never to challenge this colossus in any way. She was simply too
frightening. Everything would have to be done by subterfuge.

" My little darlings, tomorrow after work, friends and Suzy play touch
football" she said. Earl couldn't help noticing how the bodies of the men
went stiff. Those whose faces were visible to him, had turned white as a
sheet. "I know how all you want to join friend's and Suzy, but everybody
have chance. Earl only one who no played football with us." He heard a
sigh of relief from the men, and was suddenly very afraid. "I go now, see
you tomorrow Earl."

All that day and the next morning, Earl tried to get some information
from the men. "What's this football all about?", he asked, "and why does
she want me to play?" The men were mum, and the only answer that he could
get was from Sven. "You'll find out when you get there."

Five o'clock that night Suzy came to get him. "Come on Earl we going have
a ball with friends", and she swung him unto her shoulder and carried him
out of the door. "See you later boys" she said happily as the door shut
behind her. Quickly her long legs ate up the ground. "Were are we going?"
he asked.

"Beyond this farm, is patch of untilled land that friends and I use to
play games" she answered. Her pace was so fast that he knew that he
couldn't keep up with her even if he were jogging. His emotions were
conflicted. He was grateful that he didn't have to walk and keep up with
her. On the other hand, he felt like a small child carried by its parent.
He was ashamed, and sexually aroused, all at the same time. Shaking his
head, he questioned himself. "What kind of a man am I? Why do I feel so
aroused by my own helplessness?"

"Look up ahead", she pointed cheerfully, "there my friends." As he stared
ahead he saw a number of girls, waiting. When they had come within twenty
five yards of them, he realized that Boris's statement about giants were
indeed true. All ten of them including Suzy, were at least as large as
she was, and some even bigger.

"Suzy" he whined. "You really don't expect me to play a game of football
with you and your friends, do you? How can I possibly compete. Just look
at me, and then at you and your friends. I could get hurt" he pleaded.
"Maybe I could be ball boy, or referee, or score keeper."

She laughed. "You no worry little darlin. All other men play with us, and
they O.K.. Besides, we no tackle. Play touch football. So you be fine",
she said hugging him to her breasts.

The girls gathered around them. "Oh he so cute" said one giant. "He so
soft and cuddly" said another.

"Time for game" said Suzy, cutting off the comments immediately. "Here
Nualin, you take Earl." A gigantic Chinese girl with a body that reminded
him of Suzy's mother, took him and placed him under her arm, as if she
were carrying a football. They lined up five against five, Nualin placing
Earl on his back on the ground, with her big hands around his waist.
Crouching down, she looked behind her between her legs. Suzy stood
fifteen feet behind her. Suddenly in a state of panic, he realized what
it was all about. Poor little Earl was to be the football.

"Oh God" he screamed, as he heard Suzy start the count. "Signals on" she
started. "Suzy no" he shrieked, his voice high pitched and terrified.
"thirty one, forty three" she continued. "Stop please" he screeched,
tears flowing down his cheeks. "Hut, hut" she continued. With the third
hut, he felt himself being propelled backwards between Nualin's legs.
Breathlessly he found himself in Suzy's arms. Quickly he grabbed on to
her neck, hoping to stop her from doing, what he thought much to his
horror she was going to do. His hand's however, were yanked from her neck
with an unconscious ease, as she prepared him for a forward pass. "Suzy
no, mercy" he screamed, his voice hoarse by this time. Holding the
hapless little man around his hips with just one hand, she cocked her arm
and glanced down field. Su'echen, her speedy back, was racing down the
field.

"Straight down" she screamed across the field, and she let go with a
tremendous pass, sending the screaming horrified man high and straight
down the field. Much to his horror, he flew down the field twenty yards,
thirty, forty. Hopefully he forced his eye's open, in order to see if
anyone was nearby, to make the catch. Much to his horror, he saw that
Suzy had overshot the field. "I'm going to die" he told himself
fatalistically. As he flew fifty, sixty yards down the field, he looked
down, somehow trusting against all hope, that someone would catch up with
him. His breath caught in his throat when he saw Su'echen eating up the
yardage with her giant strides. His heart did a swan dive into his balls,
as his body started to descend.

He prayed, "please Su'echen faster, faster." She was getting closer, but
he didn't think that she would be able to reach him in time. He was six
feet from sudden death, when she left her feet diving through the air,
and snatched him to herself. With unbelievable aplomb, she did a complete
flip flop in the air, and landing on her back, held him safely over her
head as if she had made a successful bench press. With ease, as if she
did this kind of thing every day, she jumped to her feet holding him over
her head, and jumping up and down yelled "Touch down, touch down".
Lowering Earl to her chest she said fondly, "we did it little man."

Running back up the field, she gently tossed him to the opposing center.
"Be gentle with him, he wonderful football" she laughed, happy as a lark.
As far as Earl's feelings were concerned, we can easily imagine.

Once again he was placed on the ground, ready for the signal.
Pathetically, he searched the defense for Suzy. It simply didn't register
with him, that she had just thrown him a good seventy yards down the
field. For Earl, Suzy was his life line. Spying her in the backfield, he
called out dismally, "Suzy, help me, please."

She heard him, and smiling encouragingly said, "you no worry little Earl,
it soon be over, and besides you get used to it. The signal was given,
and he was snapped backwards to the quarterback. He didn't even have the
time to feel afraid, before he was handed off to a large back, who
circled the end with him in tow, tucked into her side. Quickly she was
touch tackled, with only a two yard gain. He was snapped backward for the
second play. The quarterback looked around, and then as if changing the
play, ran forward toward the line. Suddenly she stopped just short of the
scrimmage line, and jumping into the air, passed him over the line to the
back, who scrambled down the field for another ten yards.

He was busy thanking his lucky stars that the plays were of short
duration, when the quarterback faded back, and fired him down the field a
good thirty yards. This time he was able to yell his little head off,
which he proceeded to do. He was caught over the head on the run, for a
touch down. Score tied at six apiece.

By this time, he was beginning to feel numb. He was run with, lateralled,
handed off, and forward passed. He hardly knew who was doing what to him
anymore. That is until he heard Suzy say, "score tied, our turn to break
deadlock." When she lifted him into her arms, he asked panic stricken, "
My God Suzy, your not going to kick me through the uprights, are you?"

"Oh Earl" she said, scolding him. "We be playing for over two hour, you
no hurt. Do you thing that I let anything bad happen to my little men?"

He shook his head apologetically. "But Suzy" he whimpered. "How will you
get the extra point?"

"Easy" she answered. "I'll just throw you over the goal posts, from our
end zone to there's. I think, I only one who can do this. I don't know
maybe Su'echen can do also."

If he had shaken in fear before, now he trembled in abject terror. He was
seated on her palm, her hand down at her side. As if seeking protection,
he hugged her enormous bicep to himself. His little arms were just barely
long enough, to accomplish this. Squeezing with all of his might, he
looked up into her eyes, but all that he could say was, "Suzy please,
Suzy please." Something deep down in his very being, told him that this
was what was required. If he would have had the time to think about it,
he would have understood, that he was submitting to her dominance.
Another thing was also in play. Without understanding it, he was
appealing to her maternal instinct "Please Suzy, have mercy" he repeated,
squeezing her bicep even harder, his eyes welling up in tears.

He was gratified as well as surprised to see, tears of sympathy streaming
down her cheeks. He squeezed her enormous bicep as hard as his little
arms could. "Suzy", he said, "please protect me." Kissing her giant
muscle, he continued, encouraged by her reaction. "Oh Suzy, your so big
and strong, and I'm so little and weak. I don't think that I can take any
more of this. Please, please."

Her face took on the appearance of gentle love. "My poor little sweet
man" she said. "Game be over now. We go home." Nualin, who along with the
other women had been listening exclaimed, "What you mean Suzy. We no go
home till tie broken."

"Another time Nualin" answered Suzy. "He no can take any more. It too
much for him. We play again soon."

"I say no" said Nualin fiercely, and she suddenly snatched him from
Suzy's arms. Before poor little Earl knew what had hit him, he heard
Nualin scream, "here Su'echen catch. He yelled as he was thrown through
to air. Su'echen returned his helpless little body to Nualin, the same
way that she had received it. Back and forth he flew, speechless with
horror.

Suzy turned white with anger. "Give man to me" she threatened. Neither
woman was disposed to give Earl back to her, and they continued their
little game of catch with poor Earl. Like a tigress, Suzy attacked
Nualin, lifting her easily above her head as if she were a small child.
"I say give back" she snarled, shaking the three hundred pound Nualin, as
if she were a rag doll.

"Suzy I sorry" screamed the frightened Nualin. "I just fooling with you.
Please no be mad. Terrified, she yelled, "Su'echen, give man back to
Suzy, please, for Buddha sake." Earl watching in amazement, couldn't help
thinking, my God, even the giants are afraid of her. Placing Earl gently
on the ground, Su'echen held her arms out. "Look Suzy, he on ground,
please to let Nualin down."

"I don't know" said Suzy. "Game still tied. We need extra point. What you
think Nualin? Maybe I use you for extra point. You to big to throw whole
field. Maybe it be fair, I throw you from fifty yard line. If you no
like, maybe Su'echen take your place." By this time it was easy to see
that all of the women were frightened.

"Maybe now you know how it feel to be thrown like ball" she said to poor
Nualin, while looking balefully at Su'echen. "We sorry" screamed both
frightened women.

"So what you think"? asked Suzy, I take him home?" Everyone , white faced
with fright, agreed that this was a good idea. "O.K. if you all insist",
she laughed, and dropping the frightened Nualin to the ground, she
scooped Earl up into her mighty arms. "You be O.K. now, my little
darlin", she said to him. "We go home, maybe I give you nice bath. You
like sweet little Earl?"

 

He shook his head in grateful acquiescence. Curling his body into a
modified fetal position, he caressed her bicep, fondling and squeezing
with all of his might. Smiling she said, "be careful, you no want hurt
Suzy." Laughing, he squeezed all the harder. "Who can hurt you?" he asked
her, kissing her powerful upper arm. He realized that he was assuming the
role of the submissive conquered before his dominant mistress. It was a
complete role reversal and he didn't care in the least. What was the
point of a macho posture here, among these super giants, he told himself.
Gone was his resentment over being lured to China under false pretenses.
Gone was his anger at being treated like one of many dolls. Even gone was
his rage at being treated as if he were nothing more than an inanimate
football. All that he knew at that moment, was that she was his savior,
and he loved her with all of his might. Perhaps, he thought, in spite of
everything, she really meant all of the wonderful things she had said to
him during their many correspondence's.

Quickly,she carried him back to his cottage. As she entered and came face
to face with the other nine men, she called out, "Deiter, make bath for
Earl, he very tired," He only hesitated a moment before going into
action. "Yes mistress, as you will" he said, and quickly went into the
bathroom to draw the water. She carried him into his bedroom, and placing
him on the bed, removed all of his clothes. He shivered from the cold, as
well as the experience, still alive in his mind's eye. "Sven" she called
out, "bring large towels here." Wrapping him tightly in the towels she
lifted him unto her bosom and said, "there my little elf, you snug as bug
in rug". Smiling fondly she asked "that what they say in States, no?"

Carrying him to the bathtub, she allowed his body to slide gently through
the towels ,and into the warm soothing water. He plopped into the bath,
his head submerging into the water. Spurting water from his mouth, he
rose quickly to the surface. Wiping his face off with a wash cloth she
said indulgently, "can't have my little sweety being dirty now, can I?"
He just sputtered, looking at her with adoration. Nothing that she could
do would surprise him anymore, so he lay back passively, as he felt her
hand make it's way under his rump and through his legs. His happy penis
sprang into action, as he felt her fingers grasp his little package in
her large and commanding hand. She lifted him out of the water and rested
his little body in the crook of her arm. Reaching down under him, he
grasped her bicep for additional support. "Here soap," she said to Earl,
handing the bar to him. "I have hands full. You soap up my hand sweety."

Enthusiastically he did as she said. "We no want cloth come between us"
she said smiling, as happy as a lark. Sensuously she soaped up his chest,
rubbing in ever descending circles, until he was squirming in her grasp.
As she soaped lower, advancing to just below his navel, he started to
moan. "Oh Suzy, I love you." Kissing him hard on his open lips, her big
tongue forced it's way into his little mouth. In a fit of passion, she
practically sucked his tongue right out of his mouth. Her mouth quickly
separated from his, when she heard his gasp of surprise and pain. "I
sorry little one, you so cute, I could just love you to death.

"But you won't, will you?", he asked innocently, almost poignantly,
causing her to laugh out loud.

" You such a cute little baby. You no good to me dead" she answered
smiling indulgently. "But I kill anyone who hurt you" she blurted out
suddenly, her eyes burning with an intensity that frightened even he,
whom she would protect. She could be so terrifying, as he had seen, along
with her giant friends.

Moving her hand lower down his small torso, she grasped his little dick
and soaped it slowly and gently. His penis started to throb and he moaned
with pure delight. "Suzy, Suzy" was all that he could say, his breath
coming in short gasping spurts. Reaching down, she cupped his balls in
her hand and rotated them sensuously, allowing the soap to spread evenly
over his genitals. "Oh, oh, " he moaned in ultimate pleasure. Someone
hearing his cries, could very easily have mistaken them for pain instead
of passion. Her left hand took the place of her right one, allowing her
free hand to slide back up between his legs. As she continued massaging
his genitals with her left hand, her right spread the soap over his
buttocks. He was going crazy, bucking like a rider on a wild horse,
nevertheless, maintaining his hold on her bicep.

Almost crazed with passion, he felt her fingers gently spread his butt
cheeks apart. He screamed in horror, when he felt her giant finger try to
enter his little sphincter. "Oh God Suzy no please, you'll hurt me."

She shook her head. "Oh my little sweety, you no trust Suzy?" she asked
him, openly displaying her displeasure.

Frightened, he tried to placate her. "But, but Suzy, I'm so little, and
your so very big. I'm afraid that you'll hurt me."

"Don't you know by now my little man, that Suzy never hurt you? Do you
trust me?" she added, her eyes boring into his.

"Yes I trust you. I'm afraid not to. Your so strong, and I'm, and I'm.
I'm so scared!" he yelled, suddenly bursting into tears.

"Little one, I no mean frighten you. " she said, drying his tears with
her big wet hand. "Look" she said, holding up her hand displaying her
large finger before his eyes. "You think I crazy? I no put whole finger
in, just tip. You will love, I promise. Have faith in me, I be very
careful." Caressing his forehead, she whispered, "Relax you little
sphincter, it not hurt if you remain calm."

"Suzy please" he pleaded. "It be good, you trust Suzy" she said kissing
his softly parted lips. At the same time, she gently wormed her finger
into his ass. Even as his body stiffened , with tremendous self
restraint, he forced the sensitive opening to his ass to remain relaxed.
Her left hand resumed it's massage of his sensitive genitals. "You no
worry, no be afraid, Suzy love you" she assured him. Soaping up his
genitals with her left hand, her finger entered further into his helpless
ass. One inch, two, three, she maneuvered her way in, as he whimpered in
fear.

"Suzy, protect me, love me, don't hurt me" he whimpered like a helpless
little girl. Washing her hand in the tub of water, she cleansed the soap
from his genitals. By this time, he was almost hyperventilating. With her
right hand encircling his buttocks, and her finger gently rotating in his
rectum, she lifted his little body to her mouth.

You delicious, I eat you all up", she said as if talking to an infant. He
chuckled delightedly in between his moans of pleasure.

"When you get through, will there be anything left of me?" he giggled.

"Uhuh" she answered, " I spit you out and start all over again." Before
he could continue the repartee, she rammed his genitals, balls and all
into her mouth, pushing everything that he had down her throat.

"Oh Suzy" he moaned, "do me, for the love of God, do me please. ." And
she did. She certainly did. In and out went his little body. In and out
went her giant finger. " I can't stand it any longer" he screamed, as his
emission erupted down her throat.

Removing his now limp body from her mouth, she clutched him firmly to her
breasts. Curling up in her arms, he lay on his side, his little hands
stroking her enormous biceps, squeezing and kneading to his hearts
content. "Suzy, my magnificent superwoman Suzy" he said worshipfully, his
tired voice almost inaudible.

Gently, she placed him under the covers of the bed. "You sleep now, Suzy
see you tomorrow" she whispered, stroking his brow lovingly. He fell into
a deep and exhausted sleep, as soon as his head hit the pillow. She
giggled happily when she heard his mild snoring. Tip toeing out of the
room, she quietly shut the door, and came face to face, with nine little
men waiting humbly, for any order that she might chose to give. "Sven"
she said imperiously, "Let him sleep until tomorrow, but if he wake up at
night, give him bowl of hot soup. He been through plenty, let me tell
you."

"Yes mistress" answered Sven, his eyes cast down on the ground. "We will
do as you ask."

"Very good, then I see you all tomorrow." Smiling, she added, "I very
happy" and opening the door she left, her giant strides quickly adding
distance from the house.

"Well what do you make of that?" asked Sven, his eyes upon each of them.
"

Beats me" answered Harry, from the States. The other men just shook their
heads in bewilderment.

"Well, I'll tell you what I think" said Sven smiling as if he, and only
he had the answer to some unsolvable puzzle. " I think that our giant
sized mistress, has been struck down by the thunderbolt."

"What you say?, what is thunderbolt?" asked Boris.

"Haven't you seen the movie the godfather old bean?" blurted Nigel. " It
means that she's in love, and the bolt of lightning is our little friend
Earl. Jesus, I never saw her treat any of us the way she treated him. You
know gentlemen, we could very well use this to our advantage."

Grinning, his face full of teeth, Juan blurted out, "The Limousine, we
could get him to find out where they keep the Limo. Oh Madonna, this is
perfect" he said clenching his little fist in triumph.

"Come on" Pedro, injected himself into the conversation. "Let's wake up
lover boy, and," pausing he added, "what is it that you Americans say?
get his input. Sounds just like computerese" he added grinning.

"I don't think that's wise" said Sven. "Suzy said to let Romeo sleep
until he wakes up. Now I don't know about any of you, but when Suzy
talks, I think it wise to obey exactly as ordered. I want no trouble with
her." He looked around at his little friends, who agreed soberly.

The next morning, Earl woke early and sat up in bed. Tentatively, he
moved his neck, followed slowly by his arms and legs. They felt as stiff
as a board. "Shit", he said to himself, moving his arms and shoulders in
a semi-circle, trying to get the kinks out. "Jesus, those fucken broads
almost killed me last night," he thought shaking his head. "But Suzy, Ah
Suzy" he thought smiling like a Cheshire cat. "She's too much. First she
almost destroys me, then she treats me as if I were a precious and
breakable item. Well to her, he was exactly that, and so was any other
man for that matter."

He remembered fondly how wonderful it was to lay helplessly in her arms.
A few weeks ago, he would have imagined such thoughts, to be unmanly. Now
much to his amazement, he didn't give a shit whether it was unmanly or
not. All that he knew right now, was that he was dying to feel these
magnificent and protecting muscles. He wanted to wrap his little arms
around their unreal dimensions. His little dick came to attention, at the
thought of squeezing those enormous and impossibly hard muscles, moaning
that she was magnificent, and how very safe he felt in her arms.

His nose perked up at the smell of food. Still a bit stiff, he stumbled
out of bed, and slid into his slippers and pajamas. Entering the main
room he saw the other men seemingly waiting for him. He didn't quite
understand it, but it seemed to him as if they were ready to pounce upon
him. "What's up guys, the food smells great. I could just eat a giant
lady" he said happily.

"Are you sure that you haven't done so already" joked Andre. "Cher che la
femme" he added. " I could even say, cher che la big strong gigantic
femme. Why not heh?" he laughed.

"So, how did it go last night" asked Sven.

"As if you didn't know? Why didn't you tell me what I had in store for
me?" asked Earl, Struggling to keep his cool.

"And if we had told you, would it have made it any easier?", asked Sven.

" I think not. The experience is bad enough without having to agonize
over it all night long. "

" I suppose that your right" said Earl. Man oh man, I never want to go
through that again."

"Perhaps with your help, none of us will have to go through it again"
Sven tried to assure him.

"My help, what can I do? I'm just the new boy in on the block".

"My dear fellow" interjected Nigel. "You had our giant jailer eating out
of your hands like a baby. We are of the opinion that you can get her to
tell you anything."

"Yeah, and what should she tell me?" he asked innocently.

"The Limousine, my dear boy, the limousine. Where on earth do they keep
it. Without it, there is no way that we can escape these giants."

"But it's rented Nigel" answered Earl.

"On the contrary my dear fellow. That's what they tell us so we won't get
any bright ideas. They know that there is no way that we can get away
from them on foot, but with the Limo we have a chance. I know that they
keep it a few miles away from here. I have heard them talk about it."

"So let me get this straight" said Earl savagely, "You want me to betray
Suzy. Don't you think that I return her love?"

"Oh Shit, he love's her" said Sam cynically, mimicking his manner of
speech.

"Wait a minute" said Sven. "Tell me Earl, do you remember how she lured
you here through the Internet, allowing you the think what we all wanted
to hear? And did you forget how she imprisoned you within a harem, like
so many little slaves? And last but not least, how does it feel to be a
football. How did it feel when your lover threw you over one hundred yard
through the uprights?"

"Well actually, she didn't do that" said Earl.

"What?" they all shouted at once.

"Slow down a bit my friend" said Nigel. "Are you actually saying that she
didn't throw you through the uprights?"

Earl shook his head. "Yes of course, why are you all so surprised?"

"Because mine darlink" said Boris in his heavy Russian accent, "all of us
have had that happy experience."

"But it only happens when there is a tie game" said a surprised Earl.

"Every game is a tie old boy" broke in Nigel. "That's done so that your
dear Suzy gets to throw her little men around, and how in hell did you
manage to forgo such a pleasure."

"Well" said Earl, self-conscious and hesitant. " I told her not to do
it."

"Right" said Andre totally amused, "and did you threaten her if she
disobeyed you?"

Laughing Earl added, "well, I asked her very nicely." As the men stared
at him, he turned red with embarrassment. " All right, all right, I
begged and pleaded until I was blue in the face. Are you all happy now"?

"No need to feel embarrassed my friend" said Sven. "We have all been
through that. It's just that begging never worked with any of us, so you
can see what a jewel you are. So tell us, will you do it, and more
important, can we trust you?"

He was torn with indecision. As one of them, he felt an obligation to
help. Initially, he too had ideas of escape. Just the other day he would
have jumped at such an opportunity. But now, he felt a burning love for
her. He longed to feel her powerful and protecting arms around him. Still
he reasoned, he had an obligation towards these men.

"I'll help if I can", he said sighing with resignation. "But I won't be
joining you."

"A foolish and suicidal decision" said Sven. " Suzy is bound to find out
of your betrayal."

"Man, you had better high tail it out of here with us" added Harry.
"She'll have you for lunch."

"No, I can't leave her now. I'll take my chances. Shit what do I have at
home" he added fiercely.

And so with a bitter taste in his mouth, Earl prepared to get what ever
information that he could glean out of Suzy.

Just like clockwork, she showed up at five o'clock, big as life and twice
as beautiful. "Well boys, how are we doing?" she asked, sitting herself
on her giant sized chair. Quickly the men gathered around her, that is
except for Earl, who stood off to the side, overcome with guilt at what
he had agreed to do.

"What's the matter baby" she asked him, as she lifted the men onto her
lap shoulders and one single hand. "Come here sweety" she pointed to
Earl. Suzy still have one free hand." Trying his best to hide his
dejection, he seated himself on her palm , allowing his legs to dangle
down. Playfully she pushed her fingers between his legs, and grasped his
genitals through his trousers. Gasping, he felt her manipulating his
balls.

"Suzy please", he shouted loudly, red faced with embarrassment. Instead
of his outcry stopping her, she reached up and gathered his penis into
her closed fist. " Suzy not in front of everybody. Oh damn, this is so
embarrassing."

"No sense being embarrassed old boy" said Nigel, laughing at his
predicament from his perch on her bicep. "Nothing will stop the mistress
except herself."

"Are you sure of that?" asked Pedro, sitting on her other bicep. " It
seems that the mistress was greatly influenced by our little Earl just
the other night."

"What Pedro talking about Earl?" asked Suzy.

"Oh nothing. It's just that I told them that you didn't throw me through
the uprights last night. I think that they found that simple fact quite
amazing."

"Uh huh" exclaimed Suzy, smirking. "You think maybe my little Earl, Suzy
deprive you of something? What you think boys? Maybe I take Earl back to
field and throw him over goal posts, so he experience what you all have.

Poor little Earl almost shit in his pants right then and there. Gulping,
he quickly said, " No Suzy, please I'm very grateful for what you did. Ah
ah, I mean what you didn't do."

"I don't know" laughed Suzy. " I no want you feel left out. What you say
boys, I give Earl a little ride?"

By this time the men were laughing good naturally at poor Earl, who
forced a shit eating grin to appear on his face. " All right, all right
boys, " he said. "The jokes on me. Suzy if you don't mind, I could forgo
that particular pleasure for a while."

Lowering the men to the ground she asked him, "You no feel bad?, my
little sweet. Cause if you do, I take you right out there, and give you
good ride" she said, winking at them.

By this time most of the men were having themselves a good old fashioned
belly laugh at poor Earl's expense. Suddenly, Suzy's slightly slanted
eyes narrowed even further. "Maybe some you boys would like a little ride
yourselves"? she said, stopping them right in their tracks.

"A, a, a, no no thank you mistress, said Sven, shaking in his pants. "We,
we, we, were only having a little laugh at Earl's expense. Please forgive
us. Sorry Earl," he added almost as an afterthought.

"Come Earl", she said, grasping his little hand in hers. " It beautiful
out tonight, we go for a walk." Looking back over her shoulder at the
other men, she said, " I hope you boys no feel left out. It just that
Earl is new here. I want show him around."

"Not at all miss Suzy" said Sven. "We quite understand. Isn't that right
boys?, he asked. The other men simply shook their heads.

Although She tried to walk at a pace that Earl could keep up with, she
soon realized that it was simply impossible. The poor little fellow kept
falling behind, and had to run just to keep up. After a while, he was
breathing heavily, as if he had been running in a marathon. Fondly she
shook her head. "You trying so very hard, and Suzy very proud of you, but
this not good. It much better this way", and saying this, she reached
down and clutching the back of his belt, hoisted him up to sit upon her
bent bicep. He didn't argue but held on to her neck for support.

"Suzy, it feels so wonderful to be in your arms. I feel so warm and
protected", and he kissed her cheek.

"You like sitting on Suzy's muscle?" she questioned him innocently.

"Oh yes, I just love it", he exclaimed.

"Perhaps, you would like go horse back riding," she said, trying to keep
a straight face.

"What do you mean Suzy?" he quizzed her, looking around for a stable.

"I show", she said not able to keep her merriment in check. Grabbing his
belt at the same place as before, she lifted the little fellow over head,
with that single self same arm.

"Suzy, what are you doing?" he cried out.

"Spread you pretty legs apart Earl", was her only answer.

"But, but, but," he said, sounding like a motor boat. Still he did as she
ordered. One does not disobey Suzy. She lowered him once again on to her
muscle, but this time placing him so that he was straddling her bicep, as
if riding on a horse, his back to her face. None to soon he grabbed hold
of her upraised arm to achieve balance, as he felt her bicep dig into his
groin lifting him. To his absolute amazement he felt himself raising even
further, at least eight or nine inches, before he felt her bicep unflex,
allowing his slow decent.

"My God Suzy, how can you do this?", he asked, his mind spinning with the
wonder of her.

For an answer she flexed her amazing arm again, causing him to rise a
second time. This time his assent was faster nearly unseating him. He
grabbed her arm even as he felt her astounding bicep unflex once again,
lowering him , but at an ever increasing rate. "Ride em cowboy" she
screamed gleefully. In a state of panic, he leaned forward clutching her
uprained arm with all of his might. " Break that bronco my little
buckaroo" she shouted almost hysterical with joy. With ever increasing
speed, she flexed and unflex her arm, causing him to almost fly off of
his precarious perch on her arm. He hung on for dear life, completely
unaware of her glee. "Hang on tight pussy cat" she called out, nearly
falling over herself with laughter. " Oh Buddha, you so cute" she cried
out joyfully, as with a sudden sharp flexing of her bicep, she sent him
flying upwards, completely unseating him.

He screamed in terror, "Suzy, help me, I'm going to fall."

She had not been unprepared for such an eventuality, but had kept her
other hand near his belt quickly grabbing onto it, catching his little
body in mid flight. Holding him helplessly dangling from her powerful arm
she gleefully said, " What you think, I let my little Earlee wirlee fall
down and go bump?" Happily she crushed him to her breasts. "By all the
gods, I adore you my helpless little bundle of charm" she said, her eyes
radiant with the joy of love.

"Suzy, if you love me any harder, there won't be anything left of me" he
squeaked. He took a deep breath as she loosened her hold on him. Cradling
him in her arms, she looked down at his face with shining eyes. Turning
himself slightly on his side, he kneaded and caressed her enormous bicep
with his little hand. " Oh Suzy," he whispered in awe of her, " your so
very strong. Sometimes I feel so wonderful and safe in your arms. Yet at
other times, I feel so very afraid of your unbelievable power. It's
terrifying to realize that you could crush me like a bug and not even be
aware of it."

"You no worry my tiny cherub, I know how handle little men. Suzy have
plenty experience", she assured her frightened little lover.

Breathing a sigh of contentment, he continued caressing her mighty arm.
"Suzy, It's so beautiful out here," he said, glancing around. "By the
way, where ever do you keep the limousine?" he asked, his face flushing
with the knowledge of his treachery.

Completely taken unaware, she pointed her finger straight ahead. "You see
that mountain over there, about ten mile away? Some five hundred feet to
right of it is our compound. We keep some farm machinery there, along
with limousine. " Suspiciously, she asked, " why you ask me that? We told
you that limo rented."

"Oh come now Suzy" he said, his face flushed with anxiety. He didn't know
if it was fear of her, or self hatred for his perfidy. "All the men know
that you must own the automobile. After all, we have all been transported
by that very same Limo."

She seemed to accept his explanation, smiling fondly at him. "Come I show
you around the farm. It very large, so you no mind I carry you."

"Mind! he exclaimed. No I don't mind, I love it more then I can say.
Besides if I did mind, would it do me any good?"

"No, it not do you any good, because Suzy love carry your sweet little
body."

They spent many hours touring the farm and little town. Earl however,
wasn't enjoying it very much. He simply wasn't able to concentrate on his
own enjoyment, what with his betrayal of her paramount in his mind.
"Suzy, I'm getting cold" he said, wanting very much to get home, sink
into his bed, and pull the covers over his guilty head. "Please take me
home. I'm getting tired."

Shaking her lovely head, she carried him back to his quarters. "See you
tomorrow my little darling" she said, as she dropped him off at his
doorstep. Seeing that the lights were still on, he opened the door and as
he had expected, was greeted with the sight of nine little men, waiting
breathlessly for his return.

 

Removing his jacket, he flung it angrily into the corner of the room. "
Well well, isn't this just wonderful?" he said scornfully. "It's so great
to know that I have been missed.Yes damn it" he screamed in a fit of
rage, more at himself, then at them, "I have just what you vultures have
been waiting for."

"Take it easy Earl" said Sven, placing his arm around his shoulders. "We
understand. Everything will be all right", he added.

"Yeah! all right for you" said Earl bitterly, shrugging his arm off of
his shoulder. " Remember, I stay right here. And please don't even tell
me when you are leaving. You never can tell, once a traitor, always a
traitor."

And so after he had informed them of the Limo's location, he isolated
himself from them. The only time that he got together with the men, was
at meals. The rest of the time he made himself scarce, not wanting to
know of any plans that they were concocting. He felt that this would
serve twin purposes. The first was to salve his conscience. Not that it
helped very much, since he still felt like a rat. And secondly, he
rightly felt that if he didn't know anything about their plans, he
couldn't very well give them away, even inadvertently.

And so this went on for many weeks. Both he and they being polite to each
other, yet maintaining a cool distance. Except for Suzy, he felt very
much alone. Three weeks later to the day, he woke suddenly from a
startled sleep. It wasn't any sudden loud noise that had caused him to
sit up so quickly in bed. Rather, it was a deafening quite. A quite that
he hadn't felt since he had come to these noisy quarters, so filled with
the sounds of male camaraderie. This is it, he told himself. They must
have left in the dead of night. Quietly, sadly, he busied himself with
his toiletries. He hoped for their sake that they had made their escape.
Still, he felt quite lonely. They were good men, and he would miss them,
he thought.

A sudden deafening sound caused him to almost jump out of his skin.
Quickly he ran into the main room. Standing there like an avenging
Goddess, was Suzy, her powerful and frightening arm's crossed over her
breasts, the door kicked right off of it's hinges. "You little worm" she
bellowed, her face red with anger.

All of his assurance of her love and protecting care, left him in an
instant, as his urine dribbled down his leg. Terrified, he could only
whimper through a painfully restricted throat , "Suzy, I, I, please
don't. Oh God, don't hurt me." In a state of absolute panic, and not
knowing what else to do, he fell on his stomach and clasped his little
ineffectual hands around his knees into a tight ball, the picture of the
submissive male.

Looking down at the helpless little male, she shook her head in
exasperation. "You little shit, what I going to do with you?" Angrily,
she grabbed a handful of the seat of his pants, and lifted him so that
his poor little curled up body, was at a level with her face. She shook
him so hard, that his teeth rattled in his mouth. "You think that you do
your friends a favor?", the goddess thundered.

"Please forgive me Suzy. I couldn't help it. They are my friends. And
Damn it" he said, summoning courage from he knew not where. "What right
do you have to imprison us like this? This is the twentieth century."

"I show you something you little ignoramus" she said stepping over the
hopelessly shattered door and out onto the street. "Look straight ahead,
you foolish little creature," she snarled. Straining his eyes, he stared
in the direction of the mountain the she had spoken of. From out of the
morning mist, emerged two female figures. As they approached, he could
see that the women were holding something in each hand. Straining his
eyes, he was able to make out the figures of Se'echen, and Suzy's mother,
Chang See Ling. As the morning sun burned off the mist, he saw that a
naked man was dangling from the outstretched arms of each woman. To make
matters even worse, he could see much to his horror that the men were
dangling from the women hands, held by their respective balls and or
cocks.

Almost in a state of relief, he noticed the the men hanging from
Se'echen's hands, had swung their legs up and over her arms, relieving
their pain. But Suzy's mother, was an entirely different story. Each time
the men would swing their legs up and over her powerful arms, she would
shake them down, causing them to scream out in excruciating pain.

"Suzy, help them please", he begged.

"You think you exempt from what they going through?" she asked him,
causing what little urine was left in his bladder to erupt completely,
saturating the front of his pants. Nevertheless, this threat offered him
a sense of relief. Once again he would feel as if he were one of them,
and not some kind of a privileged character. With a perverse sense of
relief, he felt her rip his clothes from his scrawny body. She held him
naked, exposed, and very much in love.

"Thank you Suzy", he said humbly.

"Shut you stupid little mouth" she snarled. "You think this going to be
fun for you?" and grabbing his little package she held his screaming
little body out in front of her. As she carried his agonized torso out to
meet the other women she whispered, "Damn little fool. Put you feet over
my arm, take pressure off."

Through his pain he smiled. "Thank you darling, I love you very much".

Shaking her head in exasperation she said, "stupid man. Stupid little
man."

She made her way into the morning mist towards the two returning women,
little Earl hanging helplessly from her hand, her fist around his
genitals. Turning towards her mother, she stood before her awful parent.
"Mother, why you exaggerate everything that you do. You hurting my little
men. Please to let them climb up your arm, take pressure off of their
little genitals."

"Men no appreciate nice home that you give them. I teaching them a lesson
in manners", she said laughing happily.

"Your lessons are too extreme my mother" ,Suzy said patiently. "Men under
my care. Please to handle them with compassion.

"Are you giving me orders my daughter?", she asked spitefully.

"I always honor my parents" she said, her eyes downcast. "But men are
mine" she hissed defiantly, her eyes turning suddenly upwards, and boring
into those of her mothers.

"Do you feel ready to challenge me daughter" she said, throwing back her
shoulders, her powerful biceps rising to the occasion. Poor little Earl,
who was still dangling from Suzy's hand, almost forgotten, was terrified
to be in between two such titans.

As both women stood her ground, staring defiantly at each other, Suzy's
father, Ching Ling walked to his wife side. "Chang See, this no good," he
said quietly to his terrifying wife. "Would you fight your own daughter?,
and besides he added chuckling, she chip off the block. Perhaps you still
stronger, but she younger and faster. Please wife it no good. Let her
have her toys", he added nervously.

Slowly with careful deliberation, Chang See placed the man hanging from
her right hand, poor little Boris to be exact, over her left arm, holding
one man by his balls, and the other face down over her left forearm. His
little ass winked invitingly up at her, his little body shaking
uncontrollably. Looking at her husband, she smiled with evil intent.
"There my husband, now I have one hand free. Would my honorable spouse
like to take little fellers place?, she invited him.

Poor Ching's yellow face turned as white as a sheet. As big as he was, he
was in no way a match for his brutal wife. " P, P, Please honored spouse,
not to be angry. I only try make peace."

"You take too much upon yourself my husband. Perhaps I be nice to men and
let them go. Then I have hands to spank you bare behind, as I have often
done in past."

The frightened fellow fled from his wife, and stood behind his protecting
daughter. "Mother, you no talk that way to my dear father,and also to
treat my little men gently" Suzy said angrily. Both formidable women
stood toe to toe, trying the stare each other down. Finally, after what
seemed an eternity, Chang See was forced to look away.

"As you wish my daughter. I be nice to you little dolls", and she
continued towards the men's quarters, Su'echen and Suzy following right
behind. Dropping the men unceremoniously on the floor, both women left,
leaving Suzy to wait for the capture of the rest of the men.

It didn't take very long, as Earl could see looking out of the window.
Three more women were returning from the direction of the mountain,
carrying the rest of the men, painfully by their balls. Finally when each
of them had been deposited on the floor of their quarters, they were left
alone with a sad faced Suzy. The little fellows sat patiently waiting for
her reaction, many of them shaking with fear. The thought, "hey she is
only one, while we are ten" would never had occurred to them, nor should
it have. There didn't exist ten men any where in the world, who were a
match for Suzy, let alone ten such little runts.

"My poor little darlings, did you really think that you had a chance of
escaping from us?" she asked, sadly shaking her head. Noticing their fear
she continued, "don't be afraid. Come to Suzy" she said, motioning them
over to her.

Relieved, the men hurried over to her and took their appointed places on
her legs, shoulders, and biceps. Earl sat his tiny ass on the palm of her
giant hand, and happily swung his legs in mid air as they left the floor.

"I have been thinking that maybe it no right, what I do to you. Maybe I
selfish when I make you into little harem for myself. It no right that I
think only of my pleasure. Isn't that right Earl?" she asked.

He shook his head. "Yes my darling" he said simply.

"So perhaps I have better idea. I think that my friends would like to
take each of you for a husband. Would that make you happier my little
darlings?" she asked, her voice taking on an air of buoyancy. "What you
think my little Earlee wirlee", she said chuckling under her breath.

"Please Suzy, not In front of the men", answered the embarrassed little
fellow.

"Oh" she added in mock consideration of his request. "My little Earlee
wirlee, not like I call him Earlee wirlee. I sorry Earlee wirlee, I no
call you Earlee wirlee any more. Ok Earlee wirlee?"

At this, little Sven almost fell off of her bicep with mirth. All of the
men were chuckling, and Deiter screaming with uncontrolled laughter
added, "thank you Earlee wirlee for your wonderful suggestion."

"Shit, shit, shit" complained Earl.

"I suppose that you wouldn't just consider letting us go?" asked Sam.

Suzy shook her right thigh up and down, causing both Sam and Boris to
hold on tightly. "That not an option", she said shaking her head. "But
you can request the girl that you would like to wed. Of course the final
choice is up to us. We dominant female's, you poor little helpless
passive males. It can no be any other way."

And so the day came near. "Suzy?" asked Earl." I had thought that this
village was kept a secret. How will you get a minister to perform the
marriage?"

"You no worry Earl. It true that we stay secluded from rest of society,
but it necessary for us to do some business with outside. There are a few
friends who are aware of us, Rev. Shandu is one of our friends. He
Buddhist monk, and will perform ceremony. Get ready my little darling for
a very unusual ritual."

On the fateful day, the men were informed much to their unhappiness, that
they would have to engage in the wedding, sans clothing. The women would
be dressed with very little else. An extremely skimpy lacy bra, would
adorn their ample breasts. As for the rest of the ensemble, it would
consist of a bikini bathing suit, which barely covered their sex, and a
thong set deeply between their buttocks, and nothing else. It was a
strange sight to see. Ten little scrawny naked men, standing next to
their intended, a magnificently muscled giantess, their bodies glisting
in the morning sunlight.

Before the wedding could take place, Earl noticed that Rev. Shandu was
arguing with Suzy's Mom. Suzy had informed him that the Rev. objected to
the whole process. To make matters worse, Earl was told that the Minister
had been forced to agree to officiate in a robe with nothing else under
it. Finally he took his place in front of the couples, red with anger, a
cup of wine on a small table, and a book in his hand.

He nodded at Suzy and Earl, who took their place as the first couple.
Seeing that he was ready to start, Suzy placed her large hand completely
around Earl's little ass, and lifted him easily overhead. Earl's gasp of
surprise was not nearly as loud as the one that escaped his mouth, when
he saw her place her other hand under the Miserable Monk's gown, grab a
handful of what only could be his genitals, and lift the obese man
completely over her head. It didn't surprise Earl to realize, that the
man who was big for a Chinese person, and very fat, had to weigh at least
three hundred and fifty pound. With an ease that her incredibly powerful
body allowed, she held the two men over head, and side by side.

Uncomfortable and miserable, the helpless Monk cleared his throat and
started the ceremony. As he spoke to the assemblage, Suzy maintained
their relative positions up above. When however, he addressed Earl, she
lowered the fat minister about a foot and a half, so that he was face to
face with the little fellow. Earl could see that the poor priest was
cringing, and practically in tears. "Earl Talbot" he started out. "Do you
promise to love and obey the mighty Suzy as long as you live? Do you
further promise to respect and cringe before her just as I am doing right
now"? Earl agreed, but couldn't help feeling sorry for the poor man. What
he wondered, had they done to make the man offer up such a rite. Probably
Mother Chang See had a hand in the matter.

The minister shook his head miserably as a signal to Suzy, that he had
finished with Earl. Effortlessly, and with a grace that only these
amazing giants could execute, she lowered the fat man until he was about
a foot above the ground, and looking directly into her face. "Mighty
Suzy, dreaded dream of every man's nightmare", he said shaking, giving
truth to his statement. "Do you promise to love, care for and protect
your little lover Earl? Do you further promise, that even though he be
submissive to your every whim, that your domination of the little man, be
with a modicum of compassion?"

Lifting the fat man once again over her head, she brought little Earl
down to nuzzle at his neck. "Yes Rev. Shandu, I promise with all of my
heart, she said with tears of love in her eyes. "And more then that", she
added. " I will ask and expect his opinion in all that we endeavor to
do." She hugged and kissed him, completely forgetting the poor Monk held
overhead.

Clearing his throat loudly, she lowered him finally to the floor. "I
sorry Rev Shandu" she apologized, "And thank you."

The weddings continued in much the same order as had been established by
Suzy. The poor harassed Minister was forced to act as the weight of each
and every bride, all ten of them. As if that weren't enough, just at the
end of the ceremony, he was seized by Chang See and carried outside.
Happily she danced before the assemblage, totting the poor fat man in her
arms. He could be heard begging Suzy's mother to let him down, a request
that fell upon deaf ears. Finally after the third such request, Chang See
in a fit of rage, flung the defenseless man straight up into the air. He
screamed on his way up to his thirty foot apogee. He was caught, and
flung once again, and yet again.

"Suzy, do something for God's sake" pleaded Earl. Putting him gently down
on the ground, she ran over to her mother. Leaping up over her mother's
head, she caught the terrified man and gently landed on her feet. The
relieved minister hugged her neck for all that he was worth.

"Damn you Mother" she snarled. "You do this, even to our friends? Why you
be this way." Looking compassionately at the poor harassed Monk, she said
as gently as possible, "Please forgive us honored Rev. It no happen
again, I promise.

The poor man just clung to her with all of his might. Drawing the
shivering man to her bosom, she carried him over to his car, and gently
placed him in the drivers seat. "Please to send the bill to my father,
and I hope that you don't think unkindly of me."

Rev Shandu gunned the starter of his car, and was out of sight before one
could count to ten. Suzy returned to her husband, and scooping him up
into her arms, returned to face her Mother. "Vicious parent," she said
biting off each word, "I no longer call you honored Mother. You stay away
from me and mine. If you ever harm a single hair of my little Earl, or
any of other men, I kill you."

Their was a loud gasp of disbelief at the amazing statement. "I can no
longer treat you as mother. You destructive. But now I married and have
man to protect. Be warned." She then turned her back on her amazed and
crushed mother, and carried Earl to their wedding suite. This was the
signal for all of the women to do likewise.

"This our wedding night my little darling. Let's not think about my
mother anymore", she said softly, holding him out before her. "Oh you
look so handsome and adorable, I going to eat you all up tonight", she
said growling like a big ole bear.

Earl who no longer feared her, shook in mock terror. "If you eat me", who
will worship your mighty muscles?" he smiled feeling her giant bicep,
kneading and kissing it. "Suzy, I'm just dying for you to sit me upon
that magnificent bicep of yours."

"Dirty little man" she said laughing outright. " All you want is crotch
massage"

He simply said "uhuh", while he licked and kissed the seat of her power.
"Oh God, you're so very strong, and it's all mine" he said, while he
worshipped her might. "I feel so happy and safe in you arms."

Gently and lovingly she lowered him on to the bed. "The horsy ride can
wait for later my sweet."

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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The Chinese Connection

 

 

Earl Talbot sat back in his chair, a self satisfied smirk upon his face.
Here he was king. Here he could make his mark. Just the other day he had
received word's of approbation from his boss at Hammaker, Wadsworth, and
Spence. Nor were appreciative words the only thing that he would receive.
He knew that monitary rewards would follow upon it's wake. With his
present generous salary, a salary that he wasn't loath in admitting to
himself, he earned every penny of, the constant bonuses made him a very
comfortable man indeed.

Here in the world of money and investment managment, he was without peer.
What did it matter if he had to buy a stool for his feet to rest upon, so
that they didn't dangle in the air like a little child. Here he was
respected for what he was, not for the way he looked. All that he needed
was his phone and computer, and he was a buzzsaw in action.

It was geting late and it was time to pack it in for the day. Sighing
unhappily, he knew that he would spend another lonely night at home, with
only his little four foot two inch self for company. Earl had long ago,
given up his quest for female companionship. The clincher came four
months ago. One of the women at work had arranged a blind date for him.
Although he was reluctant and apprehensive to undergo another put down,
he nevertheless let himself be convinced to try. Dressing himself in his
best clothes and bringing his date thirty long stem roses, he found
himself knocking at her door. It opened, and he was face to face, with
the underside of a very large pair of breasts.

"Hello, I'm Earl" he said tentatively, hardly able to catch his breath.

Startled, she glanced down at the poor little fellow. "Hello, I"m Helen,
and have a good night, she snarled " and slammed the door in his face.

And so here he was again, home alone. "Damn it" he said out loud, barely
looking at his reflection in the hateful mirror. Not that he could see
much more then his head and shoulders, in that damnable looking glass,
perched on top of that shitty three and a half foot dresser. "Thank you
Mother" he said to his now dead parent. "One would have thought that you
would have been sensitive enough, to leave me with appropriate sized
furniture. Well why should you?" he continued his solitary dialogue
bitterly, "after all, you and dad were perfectly normal."

Sighing, he turned away in frustration, contrite that his lonely
conversation had taken on such bitter overtones. Skinny little Earl, had
been the picture of the solicitous son, for as long as he could remember.
When his father of blessed memory had passed away, his mother was
inconsolable. She and dad had been friends as well as lovers, for as long
as he could remember. After dad's untimely death, she had refused to take
care of her health, almost willing her own slow ten year demise. Towards
the end, there wasn't much that he could do, except make her as
comfortable as possible.

Mama had left him with a health annuity, if not a strong and normal body.
This added to his business acuity, made him independently wealthy. Ah
well, he thought. What could she do about that? He was, what he was. The
girls at work had been kind and solicitous. "Never you mind Earl," they
had comforted him. "Every one knows how well you took care of your
mother. You hardly had any time for the opposite sex. Now that she's
gone, you can bet your bottom dollar that the girls will be battering
down your door."

He knew that they were just being kind. There would be no battering,
ramming, or even lightly scratching. In this day and age, what normal
woman would want to be seen with a four foot, two inch one hundred and
five pound runt like him? Still the loneliness threatened to overwhelm
him.

Finally he resorted to what he knew so well, the computer. Romantic chat
rooms abounded on line, and there were no lack of unattached women, most
of whom were delighted to engage in a cyber romance. And so in his
lonliness he spent much of his free time in such pursuits. There was
Alice, and Jane, and Judy and Audry, just to name a few. Each proceeded
in much the same way. First there was the feeling out period. What were
your hobbies, what were you interested in? Then the sexual innuendoes,
some subtle, some overt. Then the beginning of the end. A request for a
description of him. He would lie of course, feeling terrible in the
process. And finally would come the breaking point, the inevitable
request to rendezvous.

There was of course, no way that he would undergo, a repeat of his so
recent and painful blind date. So he would just stop accepting the
instant messages, and answering his email. This pattern was repeated over
and over again, until he simply despaired of the process.

One fateful night, when he was preparing to go off line and to bed, he
received an instant message from a girl named Susy. Bluntly he fluffed it
off with some lame excuse. The next night much to his surprise, he
received an email, evidently from the same Suzy. It said simply "dear
Earl, I would just love to correspond with you. Please answer, love
Suzy." It would just be another unsatisfying correspondence, he told
himself, and ignoring it, he went to bed. But every night for the next
ten day's, he would either receive an email, or an instant message from
this very insistant female. One such message struck an immediate
sympathetic chord with him. "I'm lonely, won't you please answer me?"

"Dear Suzy" he wrote almost against his will, "many of us are lonely. Let
us write to each other and see what happens."

And so started the correspondance of Suzy and Earl. He waited
apprehensively for the request to meet. Instead, he received messages
which seemed to be designed to sooth his fears. "Earl, don't you just
hate the way society places so much importance on outward appearances?
What does it matter how a person looks, if there is a meeting of the
minds, as well as the hearts. Oh you must feel that I'm just terrible
being so forward, but I can't help it, your letters have become the most
important thing in my life."

This was music that flowed directly into his lonely heart, like the
branch of a river unto it's source. His hopes soared, when he found out
much to his surprise, that she wasn't from the states, but from a small
village in China. Earl had always admired oriental women, probably he
assumed in a moment of self enlightenment, because of the generally held
belief, that orientals were as a rule smaller then occidentals. He clung
with all of his might to this belief.

Then came the fateful question, "Earl, I can't come to the states, is
there any way that you could come here? Please Earl, I'm just dying to be
with you."

Once again he experienced that terrible feeling of dread. "How would she
look, and more important, what would she say, when she saw for the first
time the little shrimp she had been writing sweet nothings to?" He could
just see it in his minds eye. First would come the look of amazement.
Then amusment, and finally scorn. And poor Earl would be forced to return
to the states, with his tail between his legs.

The more he posponed their meeting, the more insistant she became.
Finally after months of procrastination he decided to give it a try.
Because of his self inforced isolation, he had hardly even used any of
his vacation time. He took a leave of absence of two months, and prepared
to leave for China. As the time of departure came closer, he became more
and more excited, convincing himself, that this time things would be
different. The orientals were more excepting of differences, he told
himself. Besides, they were smaller, and therefore the contrast between
he and they, would not be so conspicuous.

He left early on a cold Saturday morning, full of hope. Even being
jostled at the crowed airport by the giants, left no impression. He even
laughed it off, when a large woman bumping into him, apologized with an
"excuse me sonny."

As he made his way to his seat, his hopes rose. About one half of the
occupants were oriental, probably going home he assumed. Much to his
delight many of them were very short. Not of course as little as he, but
a good sign notwithstanding. There were even two women who seemed no
bigger then four feet ten. He could live with that. He prayed that Suzy
would be as little and slight as these women.

On the long trip, he fell asleep with visions of a little Suzy in his
mind. He saw himself running to meet her. They kissed, and he scooped her
up in his strong arms and hugged her close to his breast. He saw their
wedding night, he carrying her upstairs to their bedoom. Placing her
gently on the bed, he caressed her beautiful slight body tenderly. "My
darling little Suzy, I adore you. I'll always care for you and protect
you."

He awoke with the jarring sound of wheels screeching to a sudden halt.
"Deplaning in ten minutes, have a wonderful stay in the peoples republic
of China" said the loudspeaker. Hurriedly he left his seat shaking the
cobwebs from his head. Upon deplaning he looked around. Suzy had told him
that he would be met at the airport. He sat down, and waited impatiently.
He had no idea what she looked like, or when she would be there. As he
peered ahead, he felt a tug at his sleeve. "Misa. Earl?", asked a sweet
tiny voice.

"Yes?,Suzy?" he asked, afraid to look in the direction of the tug.

Willing himself to turn towards her, he was delighted to see an adorable
little chinese face, framed by straight black hair. She was no more then
four foot nine inches tall, "Suzy?" he asked again.

"No sir" she said smiling, "I Suan chou. Work for Ling family. I bling
you missee Suzy."

He didn't let his disapointment show. Oh well he reasoned, little Suan
Chou, was a good sign. They picked up his luggage and he followed her to
a limousine. "Does the Ling family own this car", he asked in
astonishment.

"Oh no sir, Misa. Earl, they rent it just for you. Missee Suzy want you
be comfortable. You relax, trip take four hour." He was delighted beyond
his expectations, when it struck him that she didn't even seem remotely
surprised at his appearence. He lay back and watched the scenery flow by.
To his American eyes,the landscape seemed dull and dreary, consisting of
farms, rice fields, and little villages. They had been traveling for an
hour, when he fell asleep out of sheer boredom. A bump in the road woke
him suddenly.

"You sleep two hour Misa Earl, you maybe tired from airplane" said Suan
Chou brightly smiling.

"Yes I am a bit tired", he answered. "How much longer?

"Only one more hour sir, but I afraid scenery become more boring. Only
road ahead. Village of Ling family, almost one hour from closest other
village and farm. He was surprised, somehow he had thought that she lived
in a more populated area. Ah well, what was the difference he thought. It
would be a welcome change to him, living all of his life in a large
American city.

The road flowed in unchanging monotony. The minutes, as if each were an
hour. When it seemed as if he would die of tedium, Suan Chou pointed up
ahead. "Look Misa. Earl, there Lau'chusen, village of Ling family." He
brightened, in spite of the fact that the village was in the middle of
nowhere. Suan Chou drove right into a village of perfectly charming
houses. This fact contradicted the generally held assumption of most
Americans, that all Chinese people were poor. As a matter of fact, upon a
second look, the houses seemed rather large and opulent. These dwellings
were surounded as far as the eye could see, by acre and acre of farm
land.

"Come Misa. Earl," she beckoned to him exiting the car. "Please to follow
me, you luggage be brought in latter." Eagerly he followed after the
pretty little servant. "Please to take off shoes when entering house sir"
she invited him. They entered into a foyer, that turned directly into a
lovely and tastefully furnished in the style of contemporary China of
course, living room. "Come sir" she said, directing him much to his
amazement, to a large and heavy looking trap door in the center of the
room. "Missee Suzy down in basement, storing up vegetable for winter. I
call!"

"Please sir, maybe you help lift door, it very heavy." Quickly he hurried
to her aid. It took all of their combined strength, to lift the trap door
from its closed position. "Missee Suzy, Misa. Earl here" she shouted down
the dark stairs to the basement. And then for the first time he heard her
voice. To his love starved heart, it was like silver bells on a frosty
morning, sending shivers of delight down his spine.

"Oh Suan Chou, I so happy. Earl my darling, I come right up, can hardly
wait see you. Her head cleared the floor, and for the first time he saw
her. Black hair, evenly cut at the cheeks, the slightly slanted eyes and
high cheekbones, an enhancement to a face of radiant loveliness. She saw
him. "Oh Earl, I so happy."

He was ecstatic. Yes she had seen him, and no she had not laughed or even
hesitated at his appearance. His heart did flip flops, and he laughed in
the joy of his relief.

"I come up. I no can wait hug you," she said, bubbling with the happiness
of the moment. His joy was short lived however, when she was waist high
out of the ground, and her height was now at a par with his own.
Unconsciously, he backed away from her emerging figure. Stepping up
completely from out of the trap door, she stood in front of him, a giant
of at least seven feet. He gulped as he looked up, stretching his neck to
see her face looming above him. She was a far cry from little Suan Chou,
and his chagrin was compounded one hundred fold, when she reached down,
her hands under his armpits, and lifted him high above her head. He was
flabbergastered, and the only thing that he could say was a halting, "wh,
wh, what's hap hap happening?"

"Oh Earl" she gushed. "It so wonderful see you. You just like I imagine."
Poor little Earl looked down from his ten foot perch, absolutely
dumfounded. Never in his wildest dreams could he conceive of such a
situation. Certainly he was used to people being bigger then he was, but
this was ridiculous. Like a man who was viewing someone else's dream, he
looked down at arms that made his own little pipe like one's seem like
toothpicks. Her flawless skin covered biceps the fairly rippled with
power. Helplessly he reached down to clutch her forarms, and was shocked
at the rock like hardness of them.

"Oh Earl, I wait so long for you come. Now you finally here. I so happy."

"Suzy" he was finally able to squeak in a high pitched sound of terror.
"Please, put me down.

"You so cute, I never put you down" she said laughing happily. But she
lowered him down to clutch him to her breasts. "I want you meet honerable
parents. We find! ok my little cupie doll?"

What could he do but shake his head. In a daze he found himself being
carried through the house, totted on her hip, the beautiful furniture and
draperies, hardly making any impact on his consciousness. She opened a
door, and they stepped outside onto a porch. Sitting comfortably on patio
furniture, was a middle aged Chinese couple. Before they even rose to
greet them, he could see that they were as gigantic as their daughter.
"Honorable parents look who here," Suzy declared bowing. "I so happy.
Please Earl, to meet parents. Father Ching Ling, and Mother Chang See
Ling.

They rose out of their chairs and stood shoulder to shoulder with their
daughter. Father Ching Ling was almost as tall as Suzy, but not nearly as
muscular. His power came from the tough wiry frame of a farmer. Mother
Chang See Ling was another matter altogether. She was every bit as tall
as her huge daughter, but her musculature actually made Suzy seem slight.
She was a frightening sight to behold, and Earl shook before her.

"Mother, Father, isn't he most adorable thing that you ever see?", She
gushed.

"Pah" spat her father. "It about time at you age, you stop playing dolls.
I have work to do, and so should you my honorable daughter."

"But Father I finish for the day. I want get him settled in his quarters.

Her Father shook his head derisively, "Sometime I think that I spoil you
to much Suzy. All right get on with it, but be back at work early
tommorow, and he turned on his heel and left.

"Mama, what you think?", she asked hopefully.

"Hm," reflected her mother, walking around the little fellow in Suzy's
arms. "He kind a cute. I no blame you daughter, I always wanted one like
that. "

"Would you like to hold him honorable Mother?"

"Yes daughter, very much. Put him here," she said turning her palm up.

"Earl, Mother like you very much" she said placing his ass on the palm of
her giant Mother's hand. He was just too everwhelmed to do or say
anything. His entire butt fit in the palm of her hand, with enough room
for her fingers to cup upwards, and surround his hips. Although terribly
humiliated, it was a comfortable seat. The enormous middle aged chinese
woman, hoisted him up and down as if weighing a side of beef. "Him weigh
nothing" she said. "What you see in him?"

"I don't know mother, it's just that there is something about little
helpless men that I find so wonderful, she replied.

"Yes daughter, I think I know what you mean. He certainly a cute little
one. "Heh little feller, how you doing? You happy be with us?"

"Er, yes maam, very happy," said the frightened man.

"Good, good. What you think daughter, maybe him ticklish" said Mama Chang
See, and laughing started tickling him.

At first he squirmed in her grasp, trying to push her giant hand away
with his little inadequate hands. Uncontrolled laughter came next,
followed by tears of frustation. "Please maam stop, I can't stand it any
more." He looked pitifully at Suzy, "please make her stop." He laughed
and squirmed and cried all at the same time.

Chang See was delighted. "Oh daughter him so adorable, maybe I keep."

"Now Mama, you know he mine. If you want, I see if I get you one from
internet. Now please mama, give to me, him exhausted.

"Oh all right" said her disappointed mother, and she tossed him
underhanded like a softball across the room to Suzy. It was done so
suddenly, that poor little Earl didn't even have the time to gasp out his
fear. Suzy caught him and hugged him to her breast.

"Oh I so happy Earl, mama like. Come I take to you quarters. I think you
like." She made her way across the dirt road, towards a group of little
cottages, hugging him gently to her breasts. In the center of the group,
was a much larger cottage, into which she entered. He was amazed to see
nine little men in various stages of undress. " I call this my house of
dolls, and these my nine little dolls, you the tenth. You get to meet
them latter, first to you room, get unpacked."

As she carried him to his room, he noticed that some of the little men
wore a smirk on their faces. He didn't like the look of that. Did they
know something that he didn't? Of course they did stupid, he told
himself, they have been here for who know's how long. That last thought
left him frightened and lonely.

In his room which was tastefully furnished, was his luggage. "I so glad
you here" she said, and her lips engulfed his in a passionate kiss.

"Suzy I'm mf mf", was all that he could say, so intense was her kiss. He
felt her hands caress his back, and then creep down to cup and squeeze
his little buttocks. Her big tongue invaded his mouth, pushing all the
way back towards his throat, setting his gag reflex into action. She
caressed his ass all the harder, making him cry out in pain. "Please Suzy
your hurting me." Her hand continued its caress of his buttocks, but not
quite so roughly. Suddenly she tore his trousers and underware clear off
of him. He gasped " oh my god".

"You God not help you now little man" she laughed. Without another word
she ripped off her bra, and firmly gripping his little buttocks in her
large hands, pushed his groin into the crevice between her breasts. His
breathing became heavy, as in spite of himself and his helpless position,
he erected between her breasts. "That feel so good my little Earl", she
said passionately, and started to rub him up and down as if he were a
sexual tool. Moaning she pressed his groin even tighter between her
breasts.

"Oh Suzy please, I think that I'm going to come" he said breathing
heavily.

"Not yet my little man" she said breathing every bit as heavily as he.
She lifted him to her mouth, and plunging his little tool between her
lips, bit down with her gums, delaying his orgasm.

"What are you doing to me" he pleaded. Her answer was to circle his penis
with her tongue. She lifted him a few inches higher, and obsorbed his
balls in her mouth, sucking sensuously. He lurched helplessly, driving
his groin yet further into her willing mouth. Opening her mouth further
she accommodated his entire sexual package. She sucked the little fellow
in so deeply, that he felt as if she could swallow him whole.

Out of his mind with passion he screamed "Oh lord in heaven protect me."
With all of his might, he tried to stop her inward and outward motion, by
placing his little hands on her head and pushing her off. But to her it
was like the struggle of a newborn infant. She hardly noticed his arms
trying to hold her off, and he stopped trying in order to keep her from
accidently break his little arms. Suddenly he felt his body explode with
his heated sperm, and he erupted into her mouth with spasm upon spasm.
Tenderly, she lowered him, to hold him cradled in her massive arms. "You
enjoy, my little sweetheart?", she asked tenderly. " He was so depleted,
that all he could do was shake his head. "Good, now you sleep. Tommorow I
see you again." She placed his tiny body gently in bed, and covered him
up. He fell immediately asleep.

Upon waking the next morning, he smelled the comforting aroma of brewed
coffee. Sliding into his slippers and bathrobe, he left his room,
following his nose. Entering the room where he had last encountered the
other men, he found them seated around a communal table, eating a
sumptuous breakfast. "Gee I could go for some of that", he said. A fair
skinned blond haired little fellow said, "sure pull up a chair and join
us, you'r one of us now you know." His English was quite good, although
he spoke with a marked Scandinavian accent. Sticking his hand out in
greeting he said, "I'm Sven from Sweden". He nodded to the other men, who
introduced themselves as well. There was, Deiter from Germany, Juan from
Argentina, Pedro from Spain, Andre from France, Nigel from England, Harry
from the States, Sam from Canada, and Boris from Russia, A veritable
united nations of tiny men.

"As you can see my friend Earl,"said Sven cynically , "our giant economy
mistress prefers little anglo saxon men."

"Were you all lured here through the internet as I was?" asked Earl. They
all agreed that their experience's had been almost identical to his.
"What does she want with us? I mean why is she keeping us here?" asked a
frightened Earl. "And how is it that she has an accent? When we conversed
on the internet, her English was perfect?"

Pedro answered in his lightly flavored Spanish accent. " In the first
place my dear friend, her family is very rich. They have right here, the
most up to date software on the market. What you as well as all of us
experienced, was an instant translation piece of software. I doubt if
it's on the market yet. She types in chinese and it comes out perfect
English. You type English, well you get the idea. As far as your first
question is concered, she keeps us for fun and games, what else."

"Wh, what are you saying to me" asked a now terrified Earl.

"He's saying old bean", interupted Nigel, "that we are nothing but little
toys for Suzy and her friends."

"Friends?, I don't know anything about any friends", said Earl.

"Oh Don't worry" said Harry with a slight Brooklyn accent, you'll meet
them soon enough, and I'm afraid that it will be too soon for your
taste." Earl munched on his breakfast, silently reviewing all that he had
learned.

"Were are her friends?" he asked. I didn't see anyone around when I came
here."

"This is a farming community" said Sven. Most of them were probably out
in the field. Tell me my friend, doesn't it strike you funny, that this
village is so far from any other? "

"Well yes as a matter or fact it does. Why did they build a community so
far from all others?" asked Earl.

"Because mine dear unenlightened Earl" answered Boris rolling his r's.
The people of this village are not normal. Do you think that the only
giants here, are Suzy and her family?"

"You mean" Earl started. You mean their all giants? he finished his
question shaking all over.

"Bingo" said Deiter, laughing sardonically. "And we my dear Little Earl
are dolls to the giants. "They say jump. We ask how high?"

So what do we do here all day long?" asked Earl.

"We wait around patiently amusing ourselves as best we can, until Suzy is
ready to play, or use us for her sexual pleasure, or for whatever she
wants," answered Sam.

For the rest of the day Earl acclimated himself to his captivity. Part of
the time was spent in such activity as playing cards, computer games, or
just plain conversation. He felt very much at home with these men,
sharing their size and life experiences. Quietly in his mind however, was
forming the scenarios for escape.

At seven oclock that night, the door to the cottage flew open, and in
stepped the mighty Suzy. It reminded him, he thought wryly, of a chinese
snow white and the ten dwarfs. Smiling, she asked, "and how my little
darlins doing?" Striding over to a large sofa, which evidently was made
for her, since it was much to big for any of the men, she seated herself,
and motioned for the men to surround her. "Oh my sweet little Earl, I
hope you happy" and she lifted him and plopped him down on her right
thigh. Harry followed Earl on that self same thigh. Sven and Deiter were
next to occupy her left thigh. She looked unhapply at the other men still
standing near by. "Everybody get seat" she said happily, and she placed
Juan and Pedro on each bicep. Next Andre and Nigel were sat upon each of
her shoulders. Smiling kindly, she spread her hands out, palms up. Sam
and Boris calmly sat their little butts upon her giant hands, their feet
dangling in the air. "I so happy, hold all my little dolls." she said.

This unbelievable, apparently effortless show of strength, knocked any
thoughts of escape from Earls mind. He just sat there on her thigh,
watching the two men sitting on the palms of her hands, kicking their
feet back and forth, seemingly without a care in the world. He swore to
himself, never to challenge this colossus in any way. She was simply too
frightening. Everything would have to be done by subterfuge.

" My little darlings, tommorow after work, friends and Suzy play touch
football" she said. Earl couldn't help noticing how the bodies of the men
went stiff. Those whose faces were visable to him, had turned white as a
sheet. "I know how all you want to join friend's and Suzy, but everbody
have chance. Earl only one who no played football with us." He heard a
sigh of relief from the men, and was suddenly very afraid. "I go now, see
you tomorrow Earl."

All that day and the next morning, Earl tried to get some information
from the men. "What's this football all about?", he asked, "and why does
she want me to play?" The men were mum, and the only answer that he could
get was from Sven. "You'll find out when you get there."

Five oclock that night Suzy came to get him. "Come on Earl we going have
a ball with friends", and she swung him unto her shoulder and carried him
out of the door. "See you later boys" she said happily as the door shut
behind her. Quickly her long legs ate up the ground. "Were are we going?"
he asked.

"Beyond this farm, is patch of untilled land that friends and I use to
play games" she answered. Her pace was so fast that he knew that he
couldn't keep up with her even if he were jogging. His emotions were
conflicted. He was grateful that he didn't have to walk and keep up with
her. On the other hand, he felt like a small child carried by its parent.
He was ashamed, and sexually aroused, all at the same time. Shaking his
head, he questioned himself. "What kind of a man am I? Why do I feel so
aroused by my own helplessness?"

"Look up ahead", she pointed cheerfully, "there my friends." As he stared
ahead he saw a number of girls, waiting. When they had come within twenty
five yards of them, he realized that Boris's statement about giants were
indeed true. All ten of them including Suzy, were at least as large as
she was, and some even bigger.

"Suzy" he whined. "You really don't expect me to play a game of football
with you and your friends, do you? How can I possibly compete. Just look
at me, and then at you and your friends. I could get hurt" he pleaded.
"Maybe I could be ball boy, or referee, or score keeper."

She laughed. "You no worry little darlin. All other men play with us, and
they ok. Besides, we no tackle. Play touch football. So you be fine", she
said hugging him to her breasts.

The girls gathered around them. "Oh he so cute" said one giant. "He so
soft and cuddly" said another.

"Time for game" said Suzy, cutting off the comments immediately. "Here
Nualin, you take Earl." A giantic chinese girl with a body that reminded
him of Suzy's mother, took him and placed him under her arm, as if she
were carrying a football. They lined up five against five, Nualin placing
Earl on his back on the ground, with her big hands around his waist.
Crouching down, she looked behind her between her legs. Suzy stood
fifteen feet behind her. Suddenly in a state of panic, he realized what
it was all about. Poor little Earl was to be the football.

"Oh God" he screamed, as he heard Suzy start the count. "Signals on" she
started. "Suzy no" he shrieked, his voice high pitched and terrified.
"thirty one, forty three" she continued. "Stop please" he screeched,
tears flowing down his cheeks. "Hut, hut" she continued. With the third
hut, he felt himself being propelled backwards between Nualin's legs.
Breathlessly he found himself in Suzy's arms. Quickly he grabbed on to
her neck, hoping to stop her from doing, what he thought much to his
horror she was going to do. His hand's however, were yanked from her neck
with an unconscious ease, as she prepared him for a forward pass. "Suzy
no, mercy" he screamed, his voice hoarse by this time. Holding the
hapless little man around his hips with just one hand, she cocked her arm
and glanced down field. Su'echen, her speedy back, was racing down the
field.

"Straight down" she screamed across the field, and she let go with a
tremendous pass, sending the screaming horrified man high and straight
down the field. Much to his horror, he flew down the field twenty yards,
thirty, forty. Hopefully he forced his eye's open, in order to see if
anyone was nearby, to make the catch. Much to his horror, he saw that
Suzy had overshot the field. "I'm going to die" he told himself
fatalistically. As he flew fifty, sixty yards down the field, he looked
down, somehow trusting against all hope, that someone would catch up with
him. His breath caught in his throat when he saw Su'echen eating up the
yardage with her giant strides. His heart did a swan dive into his balls,
as his body started to descend.

He prayed, "please Su'echen faster, faster." She was getting closer, but
he didn't think that she would be able to reach him in time. He was six
feet from sudden death, when she left her feet diving through the air,
and snatched him to herself. With unbelievable aplomb, she did a complete
flip flop in the air, and landing on her back, held him safely over her
head as if she had made a successful bench press. With ease, as if she
did this kind of thing every day, she jumped to her feet holding him over
her head, and jumping up and down yelled "Touch down, touch down".
Lowering Earl to her chest she said fondly, "we did it little man."

Running back up the field, she gently tossed him to the opposing center.
"Be gentle with him, he wonderful football" she laughed, happy as a lark.
As far as Earl's feelings were concerned, we can easily imagine.

Once again he was placed on the ground, ready for the signal.
Pathetically, he searched the defence for Suzy. It simply didn't register
with him, that she had just thrown him a good seventy yards down the
field. For Earl, Suzy was his life line. Spying her in the backfield, he
called out dismally, "Suzy, help me, please."

She heard him, and smiling encouragingly said, "you no worry little Earl,
it soon be over, and besides you get used to it. The signal was given,
and he was snapped backwards to the quarterback. He didn't even have the
time to feel afraid, before he was handed off to a large back, who
circled the end with him in tow, tucked into her side. Quickly she was
touch tackled, with only a two yard gain. He was snapped backward for the
second play. The quarterback looked around, and then as if changing the
play, ran forward toward the line. Suddenly she stopped just short of the
scrimage line, and jumping into the air, passed him over the line to the
back, who scrambled down the field for another ten yards.

He was busy thanking his lucky stars that the plays were of short
duration, when the quarterback faded back, and fired him down the field a
good thirty yards. This time he was able to yell his little head off,
which he proceeded to do. He was caught over the head on the run, for a
touch down. Score tied at six apiece.

By this time, he was beginning to feel numb. He was run with, lateralled,
handed off, and forward passed. He hardly knew who was doing what to him
anymore. That is until he heard Suzy say, "score tied, our turn to break
deadlock." When she lifted him into her arms, he asked panic stricken, "
My God Suzy, your not going to kick me through the uprights, are you?"

"Oh Earl" she said, scolding him. "We be playing for over two hour, you
no hurt. Do you thing that I let anything bad happen to my little men?"

He shook his head apologetically. "But Suzy" he whimpered. "How will you
get the extra point?"

"Easy" she answered. "I'll just throw you over the goal posts, from our
end zone to there's. I think, I only one who can do this. I don't know
maybe Su'echen can do also."

If he had shaken in fear before, now he trembled in abject terror. He was
seated on her palm, her hand down at her side. As if seeking protection,
he hugged her enormous bicep to himself. His little arms were just barely
long enough, to accomplish this. Squeezing with all of his might, he
looked up into her eyes, but all that he could say was, "Suzy please,
Suzy please." Something deep down in his very being, told him that this
was what was required. If he would have had the time to think about it,
he would have understood, that he was submitting to her dominance.
Another thing was also in play. Without understanding it, he was
appealing to her maternal instinct "Please Suzy, have mercy" he repeated,
squeezing her bicep even harder, his eyes welling up in tears.

He was gratified as well as surprised to see, tears of sympathy streaming
down her cheeks. He squeezed her enormous bicep as hard as his little
arms could. "Suzy", he said, "please protect me." Kissing her giant
muscle, he continued, encouraged by her reaction. "Oh Suzy, your so big
and strong, and I'm so little and weak. I don't think that I can take any
more of this. Please, please."

Her face took on the appearance of gentle love. "My poor little sweet
man" she said. "Game be over now. We go home." Nualin, who along with the
other women had been listening exclaimed, "What you mean Suzy. We no go
home till tie broken."

"Another time Nualin" answered Suzy. "He no can take any more. It too
much for him. We play again soon."

"I say no" said Nualin fiercely, and she suddenly snatched him from
Suzy's arms. Before poor little Earl knew what had hit him, he heard
Nualin scream, "here Su'echen catch. He yelled as he was thrown through
to air. Su'echen returned his helpless little body to Nualin, the same
way that she had received it. Back and forth he flew, speechless with
horror.

Suzy turned white with anger. "Give man to me" she threatened. Neither
woman was disposed to give Earl back to her, and they continued their
little game of catch with poor Earl. Like a tigress, Suzy attacked
Nualin, lifting her easily above her head as if she were a small child.
"I say give back" she snarled, shaking the three hundred pound Nualin, as
if she were a rag doll.

"Suzy I sorry" screamed the frightened Nualin. "I just fooling with you.
Please no be mad. Terrified, she yelled, "Su'echen, give man back to
Suzy, please, for Budda sake." Earl watching in amazment, couldn't help
thinking, my God, even the giants are afraid of her. Placing Earl gently
on the ground, Su'echen held her arms out. "Look Suzy, he on ground,
please to let Nualin down."

"I don't know" said Suzy. "Game still tied. We need extra point. What you
think Nualin? Maybe I use you for extra point. You to big to throw whole
field. Maybe it be fair, I throw you from fifty yard line. If you no
like, maybe Su'echen take your place." By this time it was easy to see
that all of the women were frightened.

"Maybe now you know how it feel to be thrown like ball" she said to poor
Nualin, while looking balefully at Su'echen. "We sorry" screamed both
frightened women.

"So what you think"? asked Suzy, I take him home?" Everyone , white faced
with fright, agreed that this was a good idea. "Ok if you all insist",
she laughed, and dropping the frightened Nualin to the ground, she
scopped Earl up into her mighty arms. "You be Ok now, my little darlin",
she said to him. "We go home, maybe I give you nice bath. You like sweet
little Earl?"

 

He shook his head in grateful acquiescence. Curling his body into a
modified fetal position, he caressed her bicep, fondling and squeezing
with all of his might. Smiling she said, "be careful, you no want hurt
Suzy." Laughing, he squeezed all the harder. "Who can hurt you?" he asked
her, kissing her powerful upper arm. He realized that he was assuming the
role of the submissive conquered before his dominant mistress. It was a
complete role reversal and he didn't care in the least. What was the
point of a macho posture here, among these super giants, he told himself.
Gone was his resentment over being lured to China under false pretenses.
Gone was his anger at being treated like one of many dolls. Even gone was
his rage at being treated as if he were nothing more than an inanimate
football. All that he knew at that moment, was that she was his savior,
and he loved her with all of his might. Perhaps, he thought, in spite of
everything, she really meant all of the wonderful things she had said to
him during their many correspondence's.

Quickly,she carried him back to his cottage. As she entered and came face
to face with the other nine men, she called out, "Deiter, make bath for
Earl, he very tired," He only hesitated a moment before going into
action. "Yes mistress, as you will" he said, and quickly went into the
bathroom to draw the water. She carried him into his bedroom, and placing
him on the bed, removed all of his clothes. He shivered from the cold, as
well as the experience, still alive in his mind's eye. "Sven" she called
out, "bring large towels here." Wrapping him tightly in the towels she
lifted him unto her bosom and said, "there my little elf, you snug as bug
in rug". Smiling fondly she asked "that what they say in States, no?"

Carrying him to the bathtub, she allowed his body to slide gently through
the towels ,and into the warm soothing water. He plopped into the bath,
his head submerging into the water. Spurting water from his mouth, he
rose quickly to the surface. Wiping his face off with a wash cloth she
said indulgently, "can't have my little sweety being dirty now, can I?"
He just sputtered, looking at her with adoration. Nothing that she could
do would surprise him anymore, so he lay back passively, as he felt her
hand make it's way under his rump and through his legs. His happy penis
sprang into action, as he felt her fingers grasp his little package in
her large and commanding hand. She lifted him out of the water and rested
his little body in the crook of her arm. Reaching down under him, he
grasped her bicep for additional support. "Here soap," she said to Earl,
handing the bar to him. "I have hands full. You soap up my hand sweety."

Enthusiasticly he did as she said. "We no want cloth come between us" she
said smiling, as happy as a lark. Sensously she soaped up his chest,
rubbing in ever decending circles, until he was squirming in her grasp.
As she soaped lower, advancing to just below his navel, he started to
moan. "Oh Suzy, I love you." Kissing him hard on his open lips, her big
tongue forced it's way into his little mouth. In a fit of passion, she
practically sucked his tongue right out of his mouth. Her mouth quickly
seperated from his, when she heard his gasp of surprise and pain. "I
sorry little one, you so cute, I could just love you to death.

"But you won't, will you?", he asked innocently, almost poignantly,
causing her to laugh out loud.

" You such a cute little baby. You no good to me dead" she answered
smiling indulgently. "But I kill anyone who hurt you" she blurted out
suddenly, her eyes burning with an intensity that frightened even he,
whom she would protect. She could be so terrifying, as he had seen, along
with her giant friends.

Moving her hand lower down his small torso, she grasped his little dick
and soaped it slowly and gently. His penis started to throb and he moaned
with pure delight. "Suzy, Suzy" was all that he could say, his breath
coming in short gasping spurts. Reaching down, she cupped his balls in
her hand and rotated them sensuously, allowing the soap to spread evenly
over his genitals. "Oh, oh, " he moaned in ultimate pleasure. Someone
hearing his cries, could very easily have mistaken them for pain instead
of passion. Her left hand took the place of her right one, allowing her
free hand to slide back up between his legs. As she continued massaging
his genitals with her left hand, her right spread the soap over his
buttocks. He was going crazy, bucking like a rider on a wild horse,
nevertheless, maintaining his hold on her bicep.

Almost crazed with passion, he felt her fingers gently spread his butt
cheeks apart. He screamed in horror, when he felt her giant finger try to
enter his little sphincter. "Oh God Suzy no please, you'll hurt me."

She shook her head. "Oh my little sweety, you no trust Suzy?" she asked
him, openly displaying her displeasure.

Frightened, he tried to placate her. "But, but Suzy, I'm so little, and
your so very big. I'm afraid that you'll hurt me."

"Don't you know by now my little man, that Suzy never hurt you? Do you
trust me?" she added, her eyes boring into his.

"Yes I trust you. I'm afraid not to. Your so strong, and I'm, and I'm.
I'm so scared!" he yelled, suddenly bursting into tears.

"Little one, I no mean frighten you. " she said, drying his tears with
her big wet hand. "Look" she said, holding up her hand displaying her
large finger before his eyes. "You think I crazy? I no put whole finger
in, just tip. You will love, I promise. Have faith in me, I be very
careful." Caressing his forehead, she whispered, "Relax you little
sphincter, it not hurt if you remain calm."

"Suzy please" he pleaded. "It be good, you trust Suzy" she said kissing
his softly parted lips. At the same time, she gently wormed her finger
into his ass. Even as his body stiffened , with tremendous self
restraint, he forced the sensitive opening to his ass to remain relaxed.
Her left hand resumed it's massage of his sensitive genitals. "You no
worry, no be afraid, Suzy love you" she assured him. Soaping up his
genitals with her left hand, her finger entered further into his helpless
ass. One inch, two, three, she maneuvered her way in, as he wimpered in
fear.

"Suzy, protect me, love me, don't hurt me" he whimpered like a helpless
little girl. Washing her hand in the tub of water, she cleansed the soap
from his genitals. By this time, he was almost hyperventilating. With her
right hand encircling his buttocks, and her finger gently rotating in his
rectum, she lifted his little body to her mouth.

You delicious, I eat you all up", she said as if talking to an infant. He
chuckled delightedly in between his moans of pleasure.

"When you get through, will there be anything left of me?" he giggled.

"Uhuh" she answered, " I spit you out and start all over again." Before
he could continue the repartee, she rammed his genitals, balls and all
into her mouth, pushing everything that he had down her throat.

"Oh Suzy" he moaned, "do me, for the love of God, do me please. ." And
she did. She certainly did. In and out went his little body. In and out
went her giant finger. " I can't stand it any longer" he screamed, as his
emission erupted down her throat.

Removing his now limp body from her mouth, she clutched him firmly to her
breasts. Curling up in her arms, he lay on his side, his little hands
stroking her enormous biceps, squeezing and kneading to his hearts
content. "Suzy, my magnificent superwoman Suzy" he said worshipfully, his
tired voice almost inaudible.

Gently, she placed him under the covers of the bed. "You sleep now, Suzy
see you tomorow" she whispered, stroking his brow lovingly. He fell into
a deep and exhausted sleep, as soon as his head hit the pillow. She
giggled happily when she heard his mild snoring. Tip toeing out of the
room, she quietly shut the door, and came face to face, with nine little
men waiting humbly, for any order that she might chose to give. "Sven"
she said imperiously, "Let him sleep until tommorow, but if he wake up at
night, give him bowl of hot soup. He been through plently, let me tell
you."

"Yes mistress" answered Sven, his eyes cast down on the ground. "We will
do as you ask."

"Very good, then I see you all tommorow." Smiling, she added, "I very
happy" and opening the door she left, her giant strides quickly adding
distance from the house.

"Well what do you make of that?" asked Sven, his eyes upon each of them.
"

Beats me" answered Harry, from the States. The other men just shook their
heads in bewilderment.

"Well, I'll tell you what I think" said Sven smiling as if he, and only
he had the answer to some unsolvable puzzle. " I think that our giant
sized mistress, has been struck down by the thunderbolt."

"What you say?, what is thunderbolt?" asked Boris.

"Haven't you seen the movie the godfather old bean?" blurted Nigel. " It
means that she's in love, and the bolt of lightning is our little friend
Earl. Jesus, I never saw her treat any of us the way she treated him. You
know gentlemen, we could very well use this to our advantage."

Grinning, his face full of teeth, Juan blurted out, "The Limousine, we
could get him to find out where they keep the Limo. Oh Madonna, this is
perfect" he said clenching his little fist in triumph.

"Come on" Pedro, injected himself into the conversation. "Let's wake up
lover boy, and," pausing he added, "what is it that you Americans say?
get his input. Sounds just like computerese" he added grinning.

"I don't think that's wise" said Sven. "Suzy said to let Romeo sleep
until he wakes up. Now I don't know about any of you, but when Suzy
talks, I think it wise to obey exactly as ordered. I want no trouble with
her." He looked around at his little friends, who agreed soberly.

The next morning, Earl woke early and sat up in bed. Tentatively, he
moved his neck, followed slowly by his arms and legs. They felt as stiff
as a board. "Shit", he said to himself, moving his arms and shoulders in
a semi-circle, trying to get the kinks out. "Jesus, those fucken broads
almost killed me last night," he thought shaking his head. "But Suzy, Ah
Suzy" he thought smiling like a Cheshire cat. "She's too much. First she
almost destroys me, then she treats me as if I were a precious and
breakable item. Well to her, he was exactly that, and so was any other
man for that matter."

He remembered fondly how wonderful it was to lay helplessly in her arms.
A few weeks ago, he would have imagined such thoughts, to be unmanly. Now
much to his amazment, he didn't give a shit whether it was unmanly or
not. All that he knew right now, was that he was dying to feel these
magnificent and protecting muscles. He wanted to wrap his little arms
around their unreal dimensions. His little dick came to attention, at the
thought of squeezing those enormous and impossibly hard muscles, moaning
that she was magnificent, and how very safe he felt in her arms.

His nose perked up at the smell of food. Still a bit stiff, he stumbled
out of bed, and slid into his slippers and pajamas. Entering the main
room he saw the other men seemingly waiting for him. He didn't quite
understand it, but it seemed to him as if they were ready to pounce upon
him. "What's up guys, the food smells great. I could just eat a giant
lady" he said happily.

"Are you sure that you haven't done so already" joked Andre. "Cher che la
femme" he added. " I could even say, cher che la big strong giantic
femme. Why not heh?" he laughed.

"So, how did it go last night" asked Sven.

"As if you didn't know? Why didn't you tell me what I had in store for
me?" asked Earl, Struggling to keep his cool.

"And if we had told you, would it have made it any easier?", asked Sven.

" I think not. The experience is bad enough without having to agonize
over it all night long. "

" I suppose that your right" said Earl. Man oh man, I never want to go
through that again."

"Perhaps with your help, none of us will have to go through it again"
Sven tried to assure him.

"My help, what can I do? I'm just the new boy in on the block".

"My dear fellow" interjected Nigel. "You had our giant jailor eating out
of your hands like a baby. We are of the opinion that you can get her to
tell you anything."

"Yeah, and what should she tell me?" he asked innocently.

"The Limousine, my dear boy, the limousine. Where on earth do they keep
it. Without it, there is no way that we can escape these giants."

"But it's rented Nigel" answered Earl.

"On the contrary my dear fellow. That's what they tell us so we won't get
any bright ideas. They know that there is no way that we can get away
from them on foot, but with the Limo we have a chance. I know that they
keep it a few miles away from here. I have heard them talk about it."

"So let me get this straight" said Earl savagely, "You want me to betray
Suzy. Don't you think that I return her love?"

"Oh Shit, he love's her" said Sam cynically, mimicing his manner of
speech.

"Wait a minute" said Sven. "Tell me Earl, do you remember how she lured
you here through the internet, allowing you the think what we all wanted
to hear? And did you forget how she imprisioned you within a harem, like
so many little slaves? And last but not least, how does it feel to be a
football. How did it feel when your lover threw you over one hundred yard
through the uprights?"

"Well actually, she didn't do that" said Earl.

"What?" they all shouted at once.

"Slow down a bit my friend" said Nigel. "Are you actually saying that she
didn't throw you through the uprights?"

Earl shook his head. "Yes of course, why are you all so surprised?"

"Because mine darlink" said Boris in his heavy Russian accent, "all of us
have had that happy experience."

"But it only happens when there is a tie game" said a surprised Earl.

"Every game is a tie old boy" broke in Nigel. "That's done so that your
dear Suzy gets to throw her little men around, and how in hell did you
manage to forgo such a pleasure."

"Well" said Earl, self-conscious and hesitant. " I told her not to do
it."

"Right" said Andre totally amused, "and did you threaten her if she
disobeyed you?"

Laughing Earl added, "well, I asked her very nicely." As the men stared
at him, he turned red with embarrassment. " All right, all right, I
begged and pleaded until I was blue in the face. Are you all happy now"?

"No need to feel embarrassed my friend" said Sven. "We have all been
through that. It's just that begging never worked with any of us, so you
can see what a jewel you are. So tell us, will you do it, and more
important, can we trust you?"

He was torn with indecision. As one of them, he felt an obligation to
help. Initially, he too had ideas of escape. Just the other day he would
have jumped at such an opportunity. But now, he felt a burning love for
her. He longed to feel her powerful and protecting arms around him. Still
he reasoned, he had an obligation towards these men.

"I'll help if I can", he said sighing with resignation. "But I won't be
joining you."

"A foolish and suicidal decision" said Sven. " Suzy is bound to find out
of your betrayal."

"Man, you had better high tail it out of here with us" added Harry.
"She'll have you for lunch."

"No, I can't leave her now. I'll take my chances. Shit what do I have at
home" he added fiercely.

And so with a bitter taste in his mouth, Earl prepared to get what ever
information that he could glean out of Suzy.

Just like clockwork, she showed up at five oclock, big as life and twice
as beautiful. "Well boys, how are we doing?" she asked, sitting herself
on her giant sized chair. Quickly the men gathered around her, that is
except for Earl, who stood off to the side, overcome with guilt at what
he had agreed to do.

"What's the matter baby" she asked him, as she lifted the men onto her
lap shoulders and one single hand. "Come here sweety" she pointed to
Earl. Suzy still have one free hand." Trying his best to hide his
dejection, he seated himself on her palm , allowing his legs to dangle
down. Playfully she pushed her fingers between his legs, and grasped his
genitals through his trousers. Gasping, he felt her manipulating his
balls.

"Suzy please", he shouted loudly, red faced with embarrassment. Instead
of his outcry stopping her, she reached up and gathered his penis into
her closed fist. " Suzy not in front of everybody. Oh damn, this is so
embarrassing."

"No sense being embarrassed old boy" said Nigel, laughing at his
predicament from his perch on her bicep. "Nothing will stop the mistress
except herself."

"Are you sure of that?" asked Pedro, sitting on her other bicep. " It
seems that the mistress was greatly enfluenced by our little Earl just
the other night."

"What Pedro talking about Earl?" asked Suzy.

"Oh nothing. It's just that I told them that you didn't throw me through
the uprights last night. I think that they found that simple fact quite
amazing."

"Uh huh" exclaimed Suzy, smirking. "You think maybe my little Earl, Suzy
deprive you of something? What you think boys? Maybe I take Earl back to
field and throw him over goal posts, so he experience what you all have.

Poor little Earl almost shit in his pants right then and there. Gulping,
he quickly said, " No Suzy, please I'm very grateful for what you did. Ah
ah, I mean what you didn't do."

"I don't know" laughed Suzy. " I no want you feel left out. What you say
boys, I give Earl a little ride?"

By this time the men were laughing good naturedly at poor Earl, who
forced a shit eating grin to appear on his face. " All right, all right
boys, " he said. "The jokes on me. Suzy if you don't mind, I could forgo
that particular pleasure for a while."

Lowering the men to the ground she asked him, "You no feel bad?, my
little sweet. Cause if you do, I take you right out there, and give you
good ride" she said, winking at them.

By this time most of the men were having themself's a good old fashioned
belly laugh at poor Earl's expense. Suddenly, Suzy's slightly slanted
eyes narrowed even further. "Maybe some you boys would like a little ride
yourselves"? she said, stopping them right in their tracks.

"A, a, a, no no thank you mistress, said Sven, shaking in his pants. "We,
we, we, were only having a little laugh at Earl's expense. Please forgive
us. Sorry Earl," he added almost as an afterthought.

"Come Earl", she said, grasping his little hand in her's. " It beautiful
out tonight, we go for a walk." Looking back over her shoulder at the
other men, she said, " I hope you boys no feel left out. It just that
Earl is new here. I want show him around."

"Not at all miss Suzy" said Sven. "We quite understand. Isn't that right
boys?, he asked. The other men simply shook their heads.

Although She tried to walk at a pace that Earl could keep up with, she
soon realized that it was simply impossible. The poor little fellow kept
falling behind, and had to run just to keep up. After a while, he was
breathing heavily, as if he had been running in a marathon. Fondly she
shook her head. "You trying so very hard, and Suzy very proud of you, but
this not good. It much better this way", and saying this, she reached
down and clutching the back of his belt, hoisted him up to sit upon her
bent bicep. He didn't argue but held on to her neck for support.

"Suzy, it feels so wonderful to be in your arms. I feel so warm and
protected", and he kissed her cheek.

"You like sitting on Suzy's muscle?" she questioned him innocently.

"Oh yes, I just love it", he exclaimed.

"Perhaps, you would like go horse back riding," she said, trying to keep
a straight face.

"What do you mean Suzy?" he quizzed her, looking around for a stable.

"I show", she said not able to keep her merriment in check. Grabbing his
belt at the same place as before, she lifted the little fellow over head,
with that single self same arm.

"Suzy, what are you doing?" he cried out.

"Spread you pretty legs apart Earl", was her only answer.

"But, but, but," he said, sounding like a motor boat. Still he did as she
ordered. One does not disobey Suzy. She lowered him once again on to her
muscle, but this time placing him so that he was straddling her bicep, as
if riding on a horse, his back to her face. None to soon he grabbed hold
of her upraised arm to achieve balance, as he felt her bicep dig into his
groin lifting him. To his absolute amazment he felt himself raising even
further, at least eight or nine inches, before he felt her bicep unflex,
allowing his slow decent.

"My God Suzy, how can you do this?", he asked, his mind spinning with the
wonder of her.

For an answer she flexed her amazing arm again, causing him to rise a
second time. This time his assent was faster nearly unseating him. He
grabbed her arm even as he felt her astonding bicep unflex once again,
lowering him , but at an ever increasing rate. "Ride em cowboy" she
screamed gleefully. In a state of panic, he leaned forward clutching her
uprained arm with all of his might. " Break that bronco my little
buckarro" she shouted almost hysterical with joy. With ever increasing
speed, she flexed and unflex her arm, causing him to almost fly off of
his precarious perch on her arm. He hung on for dear life, completely
unaware of her glee. "Hang on tight pussy cat" she called out, nearly
falling over herself with laughter. " Oh Budda, you so cute" she cried
out joyfully, as with a sudden sharp flexing of her bicep, she sent him
flying upwards, completely unseating him.

He screamed in terror, "Suzy, help me, I'm going to fall."

She had not been unprepared for such an eventuality, but had kept her
other hand near his belt quickly grabbing onto it, catching his little
body in mid flight. Holding him helplessly dangling from her powerful arm
she gleefully said, " What you think, I let my little Earlee wirlee fall
down and go bump?" Happily she crushed him to her breasts. "By all the
gods, I adore you my helpless little bundle of charm" she said, her eyes
radiant with the joy of love.

"Suzy, if you love me any harder, there won't be anything left of me" he
squeaked. He took a deep breath as she loosened her hold on him. Cradling
him in her arms, she looked down at his face with shining eyes. Turning
himself slightly on his side, he kneaded and caressed her enormous bicep
with his little hand. " Oh Suzy," he whispered in awe of her, " your so
very strong. Sometimes I feel so wonderful and safe in your arms. Yet at
other times, I feel so very afraid of your unbelievable power. It's
terrifying to realize that you could crush me like a bug and not even be
aware of it."

"You no worry my tiny cherub, I know how handle little men. Suzy have
plenty experience", she assured her frightened little lover.

Breathing a sigh of contentment, he continued caressing her mighty arm.
"Suzy, It's so beautiful out here," he said, glancing around. "By the
way, where ever do you keep the limousine?" he asked, his face flushing
with the knowledge of his treachery.

Completely taken unaware, she pointed her finger straight ahead. "You see
that mountain over there, about ten mile away? Some five hundred feet to
right of it is our compound. We keep some farm machinery there, along
with limousine. " Suspiciously, she asked, " why you ask me that? We told
you that limo rented."

"Oh come now Suzy" he said, his face flushed with anxiety. He didn't know
if it was fear of her, or self hatred for his perfidy. "All the men know
that you must own the automobile. After all, we have all been transported
by that very same Limo."

She seemed to accept his explanation, smiling fondly at him. "Come I show
you around the farm. It very large, so you no mind I carry you."

"Mind! he exclaimed. No I don't mind, I love it more then I can say.
Besides if I did mind, would it do me any good?"

"No, it not do you any good, because Suzy love carry your sweet little
body."

They spent many hours touring the farm and little town. Earl however,
wasn't enjoying it very much. He simply wasn't able to concentrate on his
own enjoyment, what with his betrayal of her paramount in his mind.
"Suzy, I'm getting cold" he said, wanting very much to get home, sink
into his bed, and pull the covers over his guilty head. "Please take me
home. I'm getting tired."

Shaking her lovely head, she carried him back to his quarters. "See you
tomorrow my little darling" she said, as she dropped him off at his
doorstep. Seeing that the lights were still on, he opened the door and as
he had expected, was greeted with the sight of nine little men, waiting
breathlessly for his return.

 

Removing his jacket, he flung it angrily into the corner of the room. "
Well well, isn't this just wonderful?" he said scornfully. "It's so great
to know that I have been missed.Yes damn it" he screamed in a fit of
rage, more at himself, then at them, "I have just what you vultures have
been waiting for."

"Take it easy Earl" said Sven, placing his arm around his shoulders. "We
understand. Everything will be all right", he added.

"Yeah! all right for you" said Earl bitterly, shrugging his arm off of
his shoulder. " Remember, I stay right here. And please don't even tell
me when you are leaving. You never can tell, once a traitor, always a
traitor."

And so after he had informed them of the Limo's location, he isolated
himself from them. The only time that he got together with the men, was
at meals. The rest of the time he made himself scarce, not wanting to
know of any plans that they were concocting. He felt that this would
serve twin purposes. The first was to salve his conscience. Not that it
helped very much, since he still felt like a rat. And secondly, he
rightly felt that if he didn't know anything about their plans, he
couldn't very well give them away, even inadvertently.

And so this went on for many weeks. Both he and they being polite to each
other, yet maintaining a cool distance. Except for Suzy, he felt very
much alone. Three weeks later to the day, he woke suddenly from a
startled sleep. It wasn't any sudden loud noise that had caused him to
sit up so quickly in bed. Rather, it was a deafening quite. A quite that
he hadn't felt since he had come to these noisy quarters, so filled with
the sounds of male comradery. This is it, he told himself. They must have
left in the dead of night. Quietly, sadly, he busied himself with his
toiletries. He hoped for their sake that they had made their escape.
Still, he felt quite lonely. They were good men, and he would miss them,
he thought.

A sudden deafening sound caused him to almost jump out of his skin.
Quickly he ran into the main room. Standing there like an avenging
Goddess, was Suzy, her powerful and frightening arm's crossed over her
breasts, the door kicked right off of it's hinges. "You little worm" she
bellowed, her face red with anger.

All of his assurance of her love and protecting care, left him in an
instant, as his urine dribbled down his leg. Terrified, he could only
whimper through a painfully restricted throat , "Suzy, I, I, please
don't. Oh God, don't hurt me." In a state of absolute panic, and not
knowing what else to do, he fell on his stomach and clasped his little
inefectual hands around his knees into a tight ball, the picture of the
submissive male.

Looking down at the helpless little male, she shook her head in
exasperation. "You little shit, what I going to do with you?" Angrily,
she grabbed a handful of the seat of his pants, and lifted him so that
his poor little curled up body, was at a level with her face. She shook
him so hard, that his teeth rattled in his mouth. "You think that you do
your friends a favor?", the goddess thundered.

"Please forgive me Suzy. I couldn't help it. They are my friends. And
Damn it" he said, summoning courage from he knew not where. "What right
do you have to imprison us like this? This is the twentieth century."

"I show you something you little ignoramus" she said stepping over the
hopelessly shattered door and out onto the street. "Look straight ahead,
you foolish little creature," she snarled. Straining his eyes, he stared
in the direction of the mountain the she had spoken of. From out of the
morning mist, emerged two female figures. As they approached, he could
see that the women were holding something in each hand. Straining his
eyes, he was able to make out the figures of Se'echen, and Suzy's mother,
Chang See Ling. As the morning sun burned off the mist, he saw that a
naked man was dangling from the outstretched arms of each woman. To make
matters even worse, he could see much to his horror that the men were
dangling from the women hands, held by their respective balls and or
cocks.

Almost in a state of relief, he noticed the the men hanging from
Se'echen's hands, had swung their legs up and over her arms, relieving
their pain. But Suzy's mother, was an entirely different story. Each time
the men would swing their legs up and over her powerful arms, she would
shake them down, causing them to scream out in excruciating pain.

"Suzy, help them please", he begged.

"You think you exempt from what they going through?" she asked him,
causing what little urine was left in his bladder to erupt completely,
saturating the front of his pants. Nevertheless, this threat offered him
a sense of relief. Once again he would feel as if he were one of them,
and not some kind of a privileged character. With a perverse sense of
relief, he felt her rip his clothes from his scrawny body. She held him
naked, exposed, and very much in love.

"Thank you Suzy", he said humbly.

"Shut you stupid little mouth" she snarled. "You think this going to be
fun for you?" and grabbing his little package she held his screaming
little body out in front of her. As she carried his agognized torso out
to meet the other women she whispered, "Damn little fool. Put you feet
over my arm, take pressure off."

Through his pain he smiled. "Thank you darling, I love you very much".

Shaking her head in exasperation she said, "stupid man. Stupid little
man."

She made her way into the morning mist towards the two returning women,
little Earl hanging helplessly from her hand, her fist around his
genitals. Turning towards her mother, she stood before her awful parent.
"Mother, why you exaggerate everything that you do. You hurting my little
men. Please to let them climb up your arm, take pressure off of their
little genitals."

"Men no appreciate nice home that you give them. I teaching them a lesson
in manners", she said laughing happily.

"Your lessons are too extreme my mother" ,Suzy said patiently. "Men under
my care. Please to handle them with compassion.

"Are you giving me orders my daughter?", she asked spitefully.

"I always honor my parents" she said, her eyes downcast. "But men are
mine" she hissed defiantly, her eyes turning suddenly upwards, and boring
into those of her mothers.

"Do you feel ready to challenge me daughter" she said, throwing back her
shoulders, her powerful biceps rising to the occasion. Poor little Earl,
who was still dangling from Suzy's hand, almost forgotten, was terrified
to be in between two such titans.

As both women stood her ground, staring defiantly at each other, Suzy's
father, Ching Ling walked to his wife side. "Chang See, this no good," he
said quietly to his terrifying wife. "Would you fight your own daughter?,
and besides he added chuckling, she chip off the block. Perhaps you still
stronger, but she younger and faster. Please wife it no good. Let her
have her toys", he added nervously.

Slowly with careful deliberation, Chang See placed the man hanging from
her right hand, poor little Boris to be exact, over her left arm, holding
one man by his balls, and the other face down over her left forearm. His
little ass winked invitingly up at her, his little body shaking
uncontrollably. Looking at her husband, she smiled with evil intent.
"There my husband, now I have one hand free. Would my honorable spouse
like to take little fellers place?, she invited him.

Poor Ching's yellow face turned as white as a sheet. As big as he was, he
was in no way a match for his brutal wife. " P, P, Please honored spouse,
not to be angry. I only try make peace."

"You take too much upon yourself my husband. Perhaps I be nice to men and
let them go. Then I have hands to spank you bare behind, as I have often
done in past."

The frightened fellow fled from his wife, and stood behind his protecting
daughter. "Mother, you no talk that way to my dear father,and also to
treat my little men gently" Suzy said angrily. Both formidable women
stood toe to toe, trying the stare each other down. Finally, after what
seemed an eternity, Chang See was forced to look away.

"As you wish my daughter. I be nice to you little dolls", and she
continued towards the men's quarters, Su'echen and Suzy following right
behind. Dropping the men unceremoniously on the floor, both women left,
leaving Suzy to wait for the capture of the rest of the men.

It didn't take very long, as Earl could see looking out of the window.
Three more women were returning from the direction of the mountain,
carrying the rest of the men, painfully by their balls. Finally when each
of them had been deposited on the floor of their quarters, they were left
alone with a sad faced Suzy. The little fellows sat patiently waiting for
her reaction, many of them shaking with fear. The thought, "hey she is
only one, while we are ten" would never had occured to them, nor should
it have. There didn't exist ten men any where in the world, who were a
match for Suzy, let alone ten such little runts.

"My poor little darlings, did you really think that you had a chance of
escaping from us?" she asked, sadly shaking her head. Noticing their fear
she continued, "don't be afraid. Come to Suzy" she said, motioning them
over to her.

Relieved, the men hurried over to her and took their appointed places on
her legs, shoulders, and biceps. Earl sat his tiny ass on the palm of her
giant hand, and happily swung his legs in mid air as they left the floor.

"I have been thinking that maybe it no right, what I do to you. Maybe I
selfish when I make you into little harem for myself. It no right that I
think only of my pleasure. Isn't that right Earl?" she asked.

He shook his head. "Yes my darling" he said simply.

"So perhaps I have better idea. I think that my friends would like to
take each of you for a husband. Would that make you happier my little
darlings?" she asked, her voice taking on an air of buoyancy. "What you
think my little Earlee wirlee", she said chuckling under her breath.

"Please Suzy, not In front of the men", answered the embarassed little
fellow.

"Oh" she added in mock consideration of his request. "My little Earlee
wirlee, not like I call him Earlee wirlee. I sorry Earlee wirlee, I no
call you Earlee wirlee any more. Ok Earlee wirlee?"

At this, little Sven almost fell off of her bicep with mirth. All of the
men were chuckling, and Deiter screaming with uncontrolled laughter
added, "thank you Earlee wirlee for your wonderful suggestion."

"Shit, shit, shit" complained Earl.

"I suppose that you wouldn't just consider letting us go?" asked Sam.

Suzy shook her right thigh up and down, causing both Sam and Boris to
hold on tightly. "That not an option", she said shaking her head. "But
you can request the girl that you would like to wed. Of course the final
choice is up to us. We dominant female's, you poor little helpless
passive males. It can no be any other way."

And so the day came near. "Suzy?" asked Earl." I had thought that this
village was kept a secret. How will you get a minister to perform the
marraige?"

"You no worry Earl. It true that we stay secluded from rest of society,
but it necessary for us to do some business with outside. There are a few
friends who are aware of us, Rev. Shandu is one of our friends. He
buddist monk, and will preform ceremony. Get ready my little darling for
a very unusual ritual."

On the fateful day, the men were informed much to their unhappiness, that
they would have to engage in the wedding, sans clothing. The women would
be dressed with very little else. An extremely skimpy lacy bra, would
adorn their ample breasts. As for the rest of the ensemble, it would
consist of a bikini bathing suit, which barely covered their sex, and a
thong set deeply between their buttocks, and nothing else. It was a
strange sight to see. Ten little scrawny naked men, standing next to
their intended, a magnificently muscled giantess, their bodies glisting
in the morning sunlight.

Before the wedding could take place, Earl noticed that Rev. Shandu was
arguing with Suzy's Mom. Suzy had informed him that the Rev. objected to
the whole process. To make matters worse, Earl was told that the Minister
had been forced to agree to officiate in a robe with nothing else under
it. Finally he took his place in front of the couples, red with anger, a
cup of wine on a small table, and a book in his hand.

He nodded at Suzy and Earl, who took their place as the first couple.
Seeing that he was ready to start, Suzy placed her large hand completely
around Earl's little ass, and lifted him easily overhead. Earl's gasp of
surprise was not nearly as loud as the one that escaped his mouth, when
he saw her place her other hand under the Miserable Monk's gown, grab a
handfull of what only could be his genitals, and lift the obese man
completely over her head. It didn't surprise Earl to realize, that the
man who was big for a Chinese person, and very fat, had to weigh at least
three hundred and fifty pound. With an ease that her incredibly powerful
body allowed, she held the two men over head, and side by side.

Uncomfortable and miserable, the helpless Monk cleared his throat and
started the ceremony. As he spoke to the assemblage, Suzy maintained
their relative positions up above. When however, he addressed Earl, she
lowered the fat minister about a foot and a half, so that he was face to
face with the little fellow. Earl could see that the poor priest was
cringing, and practically in tears. "Earl Talbot" he started out. "Do you
promise to love and obey the mighty Suzy as long as you live? Do you
further promise to respect and cringe before her just as I am doing right
now"? Earl agreed, but couldn't help feeling sorry for the poor man. What
he wondered, had they done to make the man offer up such a rite. Probably
Mother Chang See had a hand in the matter.

The minister shook his head miserably as a signal to Suzy, that he had
finished with Earl. Effortlessly, and with a grace that only these
amazing giants could execute, she lowered the fat man until he was about
a foot above the ground, and looking directly into her face. "Mighty
Suzy, dreaded dream of every man's nightmare", he said shaking, giving
truth to his statement. "Do you promise to love, care for and protect
your little lover Earl? Do you further promise, that even though he be
submissive to your every whim, that your domination of the little man, be
with a modicum of compassion?"

Lifting the fat man once again over her head, she brought little Earl
down to nuzzle at his neck. "Yes Rev. Shandu, I promise with all of my
heart, she said with tears of love in her eyes. "And more then that", she
added. " I will ask and expect his opinion in all that we endeavor to
do." She hugged and kissed him, completely forgetting the poor Monk held
overhead.

Clearing his throat loudly, she lowered him finally to the floor. "I
sorry Rev Shandu" she apologized, "And thank you."

The weddings continued in much the same order as had been established by
Suzy. The poor harrased Minister was forced to act as the weight of each
and every bride, all ten of them. As if that weren't enough, just at the
end of the ceremony, he was seized by Chang See and carried outside.
Happily she danced before the assembledge, totting the poor fat man in
her arms. He could be heard begging Suzy's mother to let him down, a
request that fell upon deaf ears. Finally after the third such request,
Chang See in a fit of rage, flung the defenseless man straight up into
the air. He screamed on his way up to his thirty foot apogee. He was
caught, and flung once again, and yet again.

"Suzy, do something for God's sake" pleaded Earl. Putting him gently down
on the ground, she ran over to her mother. Leaping up over her mother's
head, she caught the terrified man and gently landed on her feet. The
relieved minister hugged her neck for all that he was worth.

"Damn you Mother" she snarled. "You do this, even to our friends? Why you
be this way." Looking compassionately at the poor harassed Monk, she said
as gently as possible, "Please forgive us honored Rev. It no happen
again, I promise.

The poor man just clung to her with all of his might. Drawing the
shivering man to her bosum, she carried him over to his car, and gently
placed him in the drivers seat. "Please to send the bill to my father,
and I hope that you don't think unkindly of me."

Rev Shandu gunned the starter of his car, and was out of sight before one
could count to ten. Suzy returned to her husband, and scooping him up
into her arms, returned to face her Mother. "Vicious parent," she said
biting off each word, "I no longer call you honored Mother. You stay away
from me and mine. If you ever harm a single hair of my little Earl, or
any of other men, I kill you."

Their was a loud gasp of disbelief at the amazing statement. "I can no
longer treat you as mother. You destructive. But now I married and have
man to protect. Be warned." She then turned her back on her amazed and
crushed mother, and carried Earl to their wedding suite. This was the
signal for all of the women to do likewise.

"This our wedding night my little darling. Let's not think about my
mother anymore", she said softly, holding him out before her. "Oh you
look so handsome and adorable, I going to eat you all up tonight", she
said growling like a big ole bear.

Earl who no longer feared her, shook in mock terror. "If you eat me", who
will worship your mighty muscles?" he smiled feeling her giant bicep,
kneading and kissing it. "Suzy, I'm just dying for you to sit me upon
that magnificent bicep of your's."

"Dirty little man" she said laughing outright. " All you want is crotch
massage"

He simply said "uhuh", while he licked and kissed the seat of her power.
"Oh God, you'r so very strong, and it's all mine" he said, while he
worshiped her might. "I feel so happy and safe in you arms."

Gently and lovingly she lowered him on to the bed. "The horsy ride can
wait for later my sweet."