East Meets West By Uplifted Part two The voyage She pushed the two sides together, closing the trunk. From its side, she removed a cell phone that was attached by a piece of Velcro. Dialing a number she waited. "Meerana?, Alona here. How are you coming along?" Meerana chuckled into her ear piece. "I have my four, and am waiting at the truck. Where are you?" "Your a quick one aren't you?" Alona laughed. "Two down and two more to go. But you should see these little ones. There just adorable." "And what do you think that I have here, chopped liver?", Meerana laughed. "Ok" answered Alona giggling with delight. "See you at the truck in a few hours, bye." It was three hours later and beginning to get dark, when she arrived at the truck. Climbing in, she lifted her case containing four terrified little men, easily onto the truck with one hand. She placed it on top of another such receptacle. The large vehicle was filled from stem to stern with such boxes. She sat down in the passenger seat while Meerana,a six foot eleven red headed giantess, sat at the steering wheel. One would be hard pressed to say which was the more beautiful. Meerana however, was even more heavily muscled then was Alona. As she drove towards the dock, her biceps expanded to frightening proportions. In spite of there size and muscularity, there bodies were the height of femininity. "A marvelous haul Meerana," Alona commented. "We should really be able to clean up with this batch." At the dock, two more of their seven foot sisters helped them to load the cargo. The crew consisted of five women, and one burly six foot two inch man, who was the husband of the captain of the ship. Each women carried two cases, containing eight miniature men, up the gangplank. The husband of course, on the other hand could only carry one, sweating profusely with effort. He finally ended up, rolling his last few boxes up the gangplank. When they were ten miles out to sea, they started letting the little fellers out of their confinements. This took a while as there were forty boxes, containing a total of one hundred and sixty men. Gratefully they stepped out of their constraints, stretching their limbs. Sammy thought, Jesus, there are only about five or six of them, and over a hundred of us. Still he remained cautious, realizing that each women had handled eight of each of them, incased in a large and heavy box, with ease. Easily five or six hundred pounds, without even working up a sweat. Better to wait and see what develops, he decided. Captain Luana stood hands on hips, and addressed the men. To there frightened eyes, she seemed a colossus. Her almost pitch black hair framed her attractive face. Her eyes burned like coal, and warned that she would brook no opposition. They had the impression that she was staring directly into each one of their eyes. With very few exceptions, each man hung his head, afraid to look into those burning all seeing eyes. If it were at all possible, her outfit was even briefer then Elona's. Her arms and legs bespoke incredible muscular power. It would have been a very unhappy and star-crossed man, who challenged her in any way. Reaching down, she scooped up two little fellers, holding them by their belts. Much to his terror, Sammy Engle was one of these unfortunate ones.She Handed them over to two of the women, who held them under their armpits. As Sammy and his poor partner dangled from their grasp, the captain ripped their clothes completely off of their tiny defenseless bodies. They gasped but said not a word, entirely cowed by the awesome captain Luana. "Turn them please she ordered." They did as she said, so that their backs were to the captain. Luana, gently forced her hands between their legs, so that they were compelled to sit their little butts on the palms of her enormous hands. Her fingers pushed their way further through their legs and captured their tiny genitals, which she encircled lovingly. "I have them" she said, as the two gigantic women released them. Now they were forced to sit naked on the palms of Luana's hand's, their legs hanging down. They were compelled to maintain their precarious balance, red faced with humiliation. She held the two hapless men in front of her, as if she were holding out delicious desserts in a tray. "Gentlemen, I know that you are frightened" she said to the group. "I'm here to tell you all, that as long as you behave and obey us, no harm will come to you. As a matter of fact, you are extremely valuable to us. What you see me doing to your two friends here, is only the beginning of your training. They are apprehensive, and well they should be. It is imperative that you obey us without question, no matter what we do to you. Now these two weak little gentlemen sitting on the palms of my hands, are behaving quietly and passively as they should. If however they had been foolish enough to cause me any trouble, I could very well have thrown them hundreds of feet out into the ocean. There are many more just like you out there in society, so take counsel." Saying this she lifted the two poor unfortunate men over her head, and made her way to the side of the ship. Using their helpless little bodies to take aim, as if she had some distance in mind, she pretended to throw them overboard. Heaving them forward, they started to fly from her hands screaming in terror, but were stopped by her grip around their genitals. The little fellers screamed in agony, Sammy the loudest of the two, finding themselves held aloft, only by her grip on their cocks and balls. "Oh God please maam it hurts" screamed little Billy Battles, Sammy's CO-victim. "Please oh please captain, won't you let us down?" "Do you see what I mean", she said to the throng of tiny men, watching mute with fear. This is lesson number one. No matter what your mistress is doing to you, or what she might ask of you, you will obey passively, quietly, and without complaint. Failure to do so could lead, depending on who your mistress is, to extremely unfortunate consequences. Just in case it hasn't entered your mind, the reason you are here, is to be sold to some woman who has requested someone just like you. Needless to say, the women are very similar to the ladies that you see right here. Each and every one of them, just adores tiny weak creatures such as you." "And now" she continued," it's time for dinner and a bit of rest. I'm sure that after having been locked in a trunk for so many hours, you could use the refreshments. I"m sorry that this ship is too small to accommodate all of you. However we will arrive at our destination in a few days, so just make yourselves as comfortable as you are able, right were you are." Casually she glanced at her two captives, still dangling from her grip around their agonized genitals. With a satisfied nod of her head, she noted that they remained quite, in spite of the looks of anguish on their red faces. Lowering them easily to the deck, she kissed them on the top of their heads. "Good boy's" she complimented them. "You have made a good start. Now go and join your fellow slaves." The men sat down warily on the deck. Some even lay down and went to sleep. As they were being fed, Elona, who in spite of herself, had taken quite a shine to Sammy, sat down next to him. "Hi sweetie" she said, and lifted him on to her bare thigh. "Please Elona, I'm very tired. Why don't you just put me down, and let me eat undisturbed? "He cowered when he saw her eyes flash anger. "You haven't learned yet, have you little Sammy? When a mistress say's, or does something, or gives an order, your only reaction is too obey immediately. If I want to sit your feeble little body on my lap, and feed you, then I will do so. Is that perfectly clear, my wee little man?" Almost against his will, he hung his head and said, "Yes mistress Elona, just as you say mistress Elona. "That's much better my little pixie" she said smiling, her enchanting face taking on an angelic cast. After dinner we will go to the toilet, and you will sit on my lap while I relieve myself. Do you have any objections?" Saying this, she searched his face carefully. Damn right I have objections, he thought. I would just love to tell you to go straight to hell you big bitch. He found this particularly humiliating, especially since many of the women, and most of the men were listening. But what could he do? What he did say however was , "no mistress, a slave has no right to any objection." Once again she smiled, "good boy" she said, patting him on the head. Just the same, she had taken note his flash of anger, and was very pleased. In spite of scolding and browbeating him, she admired his spirited response. That, along with his seeming acquiescence, brought more pleasure to her, then would have total unquestioning submission. She realized that in this attitude, she differed from most of the women on her Island of Lotsanookie. Another surprise to her, was her growing feelings for little Sammy. With a start, it dawned on her that she wanted to keep him for herself. She perceived, that she would look for a way to substitute another man for the lady in Idaho. It wouldn't be easy. In her mind, her little Sammy was unique, with his good looks and flashing temperament. Another problem was his dark hair and swarthy skin color. All or these elements had been requested by the lady in question. Still there was time to think of all this, when they arrived at their south sea Island. Lying back on the deck, she placed little Sammy on her stomach, and fell peacefully asleep. The day's rolled by in humdrum boredom. The men were constantly being put through their paces, each women getting her chance to work with the weak little critters. As they were nearing the Island of Lotsanookie, secretly isolated somewhere in the South pacific, an incident occurred that brought home to the men like a hammer blow, the importance of total absolute obedience. Seelam, the burly six foot two, heavily muscled husband of captain Luana, was seen to be arguing with his fearsome wife. In spite of her seven plus foot size, he outweighed her by perhaps fifty pounds. Around his covering of muscle, was an additional layer of fat. He had to weigh at least three hundred pounds. "Seelam" she was heard to say in exasperation, "I don't think that this is at all funny. "This is a serious business that has offered you and the rest of your lazy friends, the comfort and luxury that you so much desired. I would advise you to keep your big yap shut, and do your job. Or perhaps go fishing. At least that seems to be something that you can get right." "Listen Luana" he responded in a huff, "don't you talk to me like that, I'm not one of your little helpless slave's." "Just do your job Seelam, and don't get in my way" she retorted. "It wouldn't be wise to provoke me." "Oh, oh my wife is threatening me" he shouted, loud enough for the entire ship to hear. "I'm so terrified. Maybe one of these little fellows can protect me," and he keeled over with laughter, rolling around on the deck. Luana walked over to her husband, who was still laughing uncontrollably, "You damn idiot" she said, spitting fire at him through gritted teeth, trying to keep her voice under control and as low as possible. "Your making a fool of me, in front of my staff and these men. I warn you, stop laughing and get back to work." But he couldn't stop. Tears of mirth, flowed down his distorted fat face. With eyes of fire burning in her face, she bellowed, "you fat fool". What happened next, is almost too incredible for my powers of description. In a fit of rage, she snatched her three hundred pound husband off of the floor, and incredibly, lifted his enormous bulk over her head. This had the effect of sobering him up immediately. "Luana,what, how, oh God don't" he screeched, his voice high pitched, and sounding as terrified as any of the little men there. "Luana, put me down, please." She stood in the center of the ship, her fat and now contrite husband, held easily over her head, a picture of the conquering goddess. "Gentlemen" she said. " "I hope that this little lesson will last you a lifetime. Observe and be forewarned." Saying this she drew her mighty right arm back ,her husband's bulk, moving right along with her. In a panic, Seelam realized that she was preparing to hurl him right out of the ship, and into the ocean. The apparent ease which with she had lifted and maneuvered his considerable mass, left him with no doubt, that she could effortlessnessly accomplish this feat. "Luana" he shrieked, sounding like a terrified little girl. "Please darling, I'm your husband. Don't do it." "I think that this fat fool needs a little swim." She drew her arm forward and then back again, as if cocking and getting ready to fire. "Luana" he pleaded, "don't do it. I'm scared," he said pathetically. "Nonsense" she admonished. "You can swim like a fish. "Please darling don't do this." His, for the love of God, was engulfed by a rush of air, as his body was launched forth, with unbelievable speed. The little men watched as if in a trance, their tiny mouth's flopping open, many of them urinating down their legs. The sound's of his screaming, was completely lost to them, as his large body was propelled, hundreds of feet out into the ocean. "Should we fish him out with the skiff captain?" asked the golden haired seven foot three Waxen. "No Waxana, as I said before, he can swim like a fish. He'll be back on board within a few minutes. Just keep an eye out for sharks." She made her way, right through the mass of little men, towards her post at the front of the ship. She walked as if they weren't even there. The frightened little men nearly fell over each other, in their efforts to get out of the way of the formidable Luana. Within a few minutes, as if to prove her right, he was heard climbing up the side of the ship. He climbed over the railing, falling to the deck floor, breathing heavily and wet as a fish. After laying quietly a few seconds, he meekly got to his feet, and started towards the stern of the ship. Luana walking quickly, stood directly in his way, arms folded across her large breasts. Seelam tried to walk around her, but the deck was covered with the diminutive men. In order to have walked to his post at the stern of the ship, he would have had to walk over them, using them as a carpet. Cowering before her at the thought of this prospect, he remembered the importance that she had placed on her wards. "Please Luana, I'm trying to get back to work as you suggested" he said, fighting mightily to keep the quivering sound out of his voice. "My dear fat husband" she said, loud enough for all to hear. "From now on, as long as we occupy this ship you will call me captain,. Is that perfectly clear?" she continued, staring balefully into his eyes. "Y, yes captain" he answered, cowering before her, his knees buckling and almost failing him. With a sense of satisfaction, she grabbed three of the hapless diminutive men, and simply threw them aside. The poor little fellows screamed in abject terror, as did the luckless men upon whom they landed. With a flourish of her hand she waved Sellam toward the rear of the ship, to do whatever work, the women of this venture could devise for him. As the ship sailed slowly toward the South sea's, time seemed to creep at a snail's pace. The men and crew fell into a daily routine, the little fellows being taken through their paces by the young amazons. Sammy and Billy became fast friends, and were joined in the next few days by two others, John O'Hare and Paul Kahn. At night, they would feel free, to express their fears and anger at their situation. Many an escape plan was concocted during these long nights. It was generally agreed however, that it would have been foolish, to make the effort while aboard the ship. They would wait until arriving at Lotsanookie, and try as soon as they felt safe, and the appropriate moment presented itself.