My Swedish Vacation By Valerafon Chapter 6 - Rest and the movies Update: 26/03/1998 to valerafon Chapter 6 REST AND THE MOVIES How did a bed wetter manage? It was really uncomfortable to say the least. I peed again in the morning, but went into the toilet to crap. I wasn't going to walk around with that, in my diaper, for god knows how long. There are just some things that should be private. I couldn't even take a shower. I was going to smell at breakfast. So there I sat waiting for Gundy to change me. I fantasized about putting her over my knee and whaling the tar out of her. All I probably would do is hurt my hand. These women were just to well muscled. Gundy strolled in about 8:30 and I guess I should be thankful she lost some time with me. She still looked bleary eyed, but she was carrying a duffel bag. I laid back on the bed and didn't say anything to her. I didn't now if she was a morning person. When she saw I was wet she smiled and said, "Good! My little Jimmy-boy! You've wet yourself all up and Gundy's going to change you." She proceeded to take my wet diaper off. The first thing she did was to turn me over and administer the healing cream. It felt good and my ass was definitely in better shape. She turned me over again and liberally applied baby powder to my balls and penis. She worked it around and I was aroused immediately. Do you blame me. "Baby better not do anything nasty while mommy works down there." This was an impossible situation I found myself in. One of those laws of physics that can't be circumvented, like the speed of light. If she kept rubbing much longer, I was going to have a nasty accident. God! I wish I was a baseball fan. But I really didn't think that thinking about sports would help at all. Just one of those old jock tales. I didn't like jocks. All muscle no dick. I think their being able to hold it was due to an overabundance of testosterone, not mind control. Gundy didn't get mad when I had my accident. She just toweled me off and reapplied the powder. Thank god it takes a few minutes for a normal man to recover. But I did hope she hurried just the same. I was happy she washed my body off with a wash rag. I must have stunk. Why didn't I think of that. "Babykins really stinks! Let me put some perfume on you so nobody barfs at breakfast." "Can I take a shower after breakfast?" I asked cautiously. "Your free to do anything you want in your room. I would get some sleep if I were you. Your to come down to the playroom at two." The playroom, that had a new meaning for me now. "I don't belong to anyone today......right?" "You belong to me till after breakfast. Today all the girls get to play with you. We usually make a few movies on days like these." "Movies?" I asked hesitantly. "You'll see. You'll love it. All the girls are usually in them. This is where mom gets her ideas for her paintings." Somehow, I doubted I was going to love it. But I did like the whole morning off. It gave me time to rest and get my mind back together. "Will I have to sit in the high chair at breakfast?" "Yes, your mine till after breakfast. No more questions we're late already and no talking unless mom wants you to. Remember your my baby." I was then lifted to that familiar place on her hip and whisked off to the dinning area. ------------------------------------------------ The high chair was comfy, the restraints were tight, and the baby food was terrible. The girls loved me in diapers. I guess it was their maternal instinct. Eva said she got a nice picture of me for her wallet and wanted me to autograph it and put my address and phone number on the back. I didn't like her sense of humor. I did hope she was joking though. I did catch Brome stiffen and it didn't go unnoticed by Eva. She gave Brome one of her wicked little smiles. The kind that I will always remember her for in the future. "Did Gundy tell you your free till two?" Helga inquired. I looked at Gundy and got the"OK" before I answered. I wasn't going to risk any beatings this close to the goal line. "Yes, she did and she also mentioned movies. Could you tell me a little more about what will be required of me?" "Just show up. My girls are very athletic. They will take it from there." "If you don't show up, one of us will come and collect you," Eva said with another little wicked smile on her face. "Helga continued, " For the first little feature, all were going to need is Gundy. It's a wrestling documentary." "That's my specialty," Inga interrupted. "Dear, I am looking for the very young teen look this time and Gundy can fix herself up to look quite young." "What's the name of this epic mom?" Brome inquired. "Womanhandled, I think that sounds about right." "How about Teenhandled," Eva inquired. "Hmmm!..I like that better," Helga murmured. "Teenhandled it is." I didn't like the name of the movie. It sounded painful and I was upset they didn't think I could hold my own. "I'll hold the camera. I take excellent pictures," I said. The table broke up in laughter. No harm in trying I thought. Helga replied, "I'm afraid you will be a little preoccupied. Your the star of these little movies. Oh! One last thing before we send you on your way. Remember, your mine tomorrow!" I was mercifully let loose from the high chair. I couldn't help but look at Helga this time and think about tomorrow. Her body was so dense...not fat, but everywhere solid rock hard muscle. I knew I would be like a child to that body. I hoped she didn't have a mean or wicked nature. I wanted to survive the encounter. As for the movies, I'll worry about that at two. ------------------------------------------------- It was nice to take the steps under my own power. I noticed Brome was behind me as we neared the top. When I reached the landing I turned around and looked at her. I wasn't trying to make an impression so I didn't worry about my attire. She hit the top step and kept rising. She was as tall as the rest of these very tall ladies. I had to readjust my gaze to 45 degrees. She stopped and turned to look at me. Nobody else was there. She took off the baby bonnet and handed it to me. She then put her hand in my hair and started twirling it around in her fingers. "Get some rest Jim, and clean up. We will have time to talk a little later and remember you will be mine." She didn't expect a reply. She patted me on the butt and pushed me in the direction of my room. Not more than ten seconds after I entered the room and closed the door, I heard the door being locked from the outside. I guess I knew they wouldn't forget. My thoughts went back to Brome. She wasn't much on words, but her intention was unmistakable. I tried to look past the obvious attraction. I tried to look past the green eyes. I tried to look past the sheer power and magnetism of this woman. I had to ask myself some honest questions. What kind of person was she? What was her nature? What did it mean to be hers? Would her demands change my life too much? These and a few hundred other questions I needed answers to. But first I needed a shower. The shower was great and it felt good to throw the baby clothes in a pile and wear guy stuff again. I put on a white T-shirt and white shorts, the outfit I was instructed to wear for the movie. If I was going to sleep, I would do it in a comfortable chair that was in the corner of my room. That shouldn't mess up the clothes to much, but I really needed to be in some clothes of my own. I wanted to spend some time this morning sorting this all out. Their strength was unbelievable. I had to disassociate that from the fact they were beautiful women. They also were fit, strong, athletic, and well trained. All of which I was not except maybe for the fit part. I had to think of their skills as belonging to a person not a women. This could keep my shame under control. They all seemed to feed off of that. The only problem with that is a man's mind has two billion years of evolution behind it. That took a lot of overcoming. I wanted to keep my sense of humor intact as well. You may have noticed I have sort of a dry sense of humor. If you can find the humor in a situation, you can keep your head screwed on right. I did want to come out of this with some sort of self esteem intact. I was messed up enough about being short as it was. I was going to see how they handled that. I don't think they ever encountered a guy who could poke a little fun at the situations he found himself in at Bromberg manner. So I had a plan again. I hoped these girl's muscles, I mean these people's muscles didn't shatter my resolve. I awoke to my shoulder being pushed. It was that green-eyed girl. She wanted to know something. I focused and her voice started to come in clear. "....Lunch up here?" "What did you say?" I asked still a little confused. "If you want I'll bring your lunch up here and you can eat in private." "Why would I want to do that? Five of the most beautiful women I have ever seen are downstairs. If you don't mind, I would like to eat with the family." Her face went momentarily blank and then the lights went on. What a smile! "I just thought it usually takes some time for an adjustment," she said looking a little perplexed. "I've been here almost three days. I thought you girls would have gotten used to me by now." She was momentarily caught off guard again, but she never lost her smile.....a little victory. It was my first since I got here. We walked downstairs and she held my hand. I liked that. "I thought you would like to walk to lunch for a change," she said. "Thanks, I used up all my air sickness pills already." She laughed and shook her head. Hey! At least she liked my jokes. There's nothing a women likes better in a man then a good sense of humor. My mother was very fond of telling me that. Then why did she marry dad? Well, I guess it's hard to find a man who's rich and also has a good sense of humor. ------------------------------------------------- Lunch was good and it went buy without too much to report. Except that Gundy had redone her hair, and took a little of the make-up off her face that she usually wore. She had her hair tied back in a double ponytail. It made her look about thirteen, but a cute and perky thirteen. Probably just what her mom wanted her to look like for the movie. Great! I can be smeared by a girl who looks thirteen instead of twenty. I asked if I could take a walk outside. Helga said I would be going horseback riding with Inga in a few days. That did a lot to brighten my spirits. I was an accomplished horseman. Lets see if see could keep up with me. Inga always had an angelic smile, but I didn't like the way she was smiling at me now. We shall see... Inga, I thought to myself. After lunch I just laid around in my room. I kept looking at the clock. It was 1:40, and five minutes later than the last time I looked. So I was getting a little nervous, but half the day was gone, and I was a little closer to going home. Bring Gundy on I thought. Right on cue Gundy unlocked my door and walked into the room. -------------------------------------------------- I entered the playroom and could see that Helga had set up quite a number of lights near the mats. Inga was doing pushups. I think I heard her say 225..226..227, but that couldn't be right. Gundy and Inga both had on real short cheer leading outfits. The skirts barely coverering their panties. "Ahhh! Our star has arrived Inga and right on time," Helga commented. "Would you like to warm up a little Mr. Preston?" "Thanks, but I already did 200 sit ups in my room Mrs. Bromberg." "I told you to call me Helga. Did you hear what he just said Gundy?" "Mom, we've wrestled. I know already what he can't do." "What's that dear?" "Win!" Inga held her stomach she was laughing so hard. I decided to do some exercises. "Jim, this match will be a little different." I glanced over at Gundy, while Helga was talking, and she was just grinning at me. It made me uncomfortable and I wondered what was in store for me today. "You and Gundy will wrestle and when one of you gets the other in an interesting hold then we'll start rolling the cameras. There will be dialog by the one on top and some from the one on the bottom as well. If I see a real interesting hold, I may want to stop or freeze the match there while I sketch it. Do you understand?" "Yes, Are you sure that my agent agreed to this?" Everyone laughed, but Gundy. She walked over and said, "Ready to get your butt kicked again by a really young girl?" Helga continued with her instructions before I could come up with a real witty reply. "Will have a little introduction for the cameras, Jim. Let Gundy handle that." Gundy put her arm around my shoulders and walked me over to the mat and into the bright lights. "High my name is Gundy and I'm a fifteen year old school girl. This here is Jim Preston. He's a twenty seven year old American businessman. We're going to wrestle and I'm going to kick Jim's ass. Americans are weak and I'm going to prove it. I will be twisting his body like a pretzel and there isn't a thing he will be able to do about it. I'll see you in about five seconds when I get Jim in the first hold." "That was good Gundella, your improving. Now you and Jim start wrestling." I didn't think it was so hot, but nobody asked me what I thought. We started to wrestle and I was down in about two seconds. As she was maneuvering my body the way she wanted it, she started talking to her mother. "Mom, Inga showed me this great hold she uses on the boys at school. See if you like it." I found myself on my stomach with my legs bent back and crossed at the ankles. Gundy had her left leg over them controlling that area of my body. My head was bent back and being controlled by her right shin. I couldn't move a muscle and both her hands were free. I felt sorry for the boys at school. "That's great Gundy! I want to sketch this one, but first lets shoot some film." Helga did a close up of Gundy's face and moved back slowly as Gundy began to talk. "Hi everyone! I'm a little embarrassed. It took me almost ten seconds to get Jim in this hold. But I don't think I'm as embarrassed as Jimmy is. I mean being teenhandled by a fifteen year old girl. I think an eight year old Swedish girl would be enough to handle Mr. Macho here." While Gundy talked Helga slowly moved the camcorder capturing different angles of the hold. I didn't struggle. I couldn't move a muscle. "I love this hold because I can say look ma no hands!" She smiled and held her hands out for the camera and then did a sexy little yawn. After her slow sexy yawn, she started fussing with her hair and her little speech continued. "This hold allows me to fix my hair not that this stud messed it any. I can also relax on my elbows like this and get good and comfortable. He's totally helpless and I don't even have to put pressure on." She tilted her head and looked at me. "Lets hear from Jimmy!" Helga stopped the camcorder and spoke to Gundy. "That was good... real good Gundy!" Then Helga bent down repositioned herself in front of my face and peered at me. "Jim we want you to say a few words. Nothing much, just how helpless you are, and any feelings you might want to share." The camcorder started rolling again. "This is pretty humiliating folks. I can't move a muscle except my mouth. It's bad enough being smeared by a teen, but when she has both hands free it's even worse. I think a Swedish girl would have to be at least ten to beat me... not eight." "That was great Jim, you really got into the spirit of things," Helga said smiling. Then she started to issue orders. "Inga start taking a lot of pictures from all angles while I get the sketch pad. Gundy go as easy on him as you can. We want him to last!" For the next twenty minutes I had to endure this position while Helga sketched furiously on her pad. It really didn't matter to me. My body had long since gone numb. The next hold was fairly standard, even I recognized this one. Besides, Gundy had already used it on me before. "Well, Jim and I are still wrestling," she said in falsetto hamming it up for the camera. "Actually, I'm doing all the wrestling, and Jim's doing all the suffering. This is a great hold for girls to use on their boy toys. As you can see my thighs are wrapped around his waist, and my hand has one of his wrists. His other hand is free, but useless. He can't do anything with it, so who cares if it's free." Then she gave my waist a squeeze and I moaned and started to struggle. She gave my waist a few more squeezes, listened to my moans for awhile, then started to talk again, "I like to power down on his stomach with my teenage thighs and watch his face go through all these cute little expressions of pain, fear, humiliation, and hopelessness." She watched me struggle for a second and returned her gaze to the camera. "It's so much fun to watch him struggle and if you get bored you can move up to a head scissors real quick like. Oh! One last thing! I'm going to power down on him till he's dazed. Then I'm going to take his clothes off." She waved to the camera. "See you soon!" I didn't have to say anything this time. Which was good because Gundy actually did squeeze very hard and daze me. When I came back into focus my clothes were off and so were Gundy's. Before I knew what was happening, Gundy had me in a reverse head scissors and my head was completely captured by those luscious thighs. "Well, here we are again and I have Jimmy in a delicious hold. Smile for the fans Jimmy," she said as she wiggled her butt and my imprisoned head for the cameras. "I guess I already told you that Jimmy was going to lose his clothes. Nothing humiliates a man more then for a girl to take his clothes off during a fight. Especially, by a girl half his age. I took my clothes off too, so the fun can really begin." Gundy had one of her hands on her chin and her mom was doing a close up while she was talking. Then she panned over to me. "I like to wiggle my cute teen butt as he's looking at it... hopelessly trapped. I know he'd like to get his hands on it, and he will, but only when I have him completely tamed." Then Gundy proped herself up on one hand and grabbed my penis. "What's also nice about this hold is you have free access to his little dickie and balls. Squeeze it, or play with it, or do just about anything you can think of. He can't do a thing about it. I'm in charge. My legs are just to strong for his little man muscles." Then she let go of my penis and waved again. "See you shortly for the victory celebration." This time she straddled my chest in the school girl pin. Her naked pussy was inches from my face. "This is just about it for poor Jimmy. All that's left is to get the kiss of submission from him and have him repeat his oath of obedience to me." She repositioned herself kneeling on her right leg with her left raised and bent at the knee. She then lifted my head up into her muff and ordered me to kiss her waiting pussy. I was smothered in her snatch, but I found that she let up when I did as I was told. "This is called the kiss of submission. No guy is ever quite the same after it. Jimmy is completely mine now." She held me like that for a few seconds, as pleasure danced across her face, and was recorded by the camera. "All that's left is the oath of obedience." She said the oath slowly for me and the camera, and I had to repeat it slowly pausing to make sure I got it right. "I submit to my teenage conqueror and acknowledge her power over me and I give to her completely my body and mind." After I finished the oath she made me kiss her pussy once more. Gundy was licking her lips for the cameras while I followed her orders. "Great!" her mom yelled out. "Gundy where did you come up with that saying?" Helga asked a little surprised. "It's Inga's. She makes the boys say it when she beats them at school. I like it too. I'm going to use it myself. Maybe, we can make it a Bromberg tradition." Helga fiddled with her scatch pad before walking over. "The kiss of submission will make a great poster and will put the oath in it too. It will be our biggest seller. Grab his head Gundy and let me sketch that," Helga replied excitedly. So for the next twenty minutes or so Gundy smashed my face against her muff. All artist's models should be so lucky. "I have a great ending for the tape," Gundy told her mom as she maneuvered me into a head scissors. "What's that my smart little daughter." "Just a second while I squeeze him a little." My head was engulfed in pain, but it didn't last long. She squeezed me out in a matter of seconds. She lifted my limp body with her one hand under my knees and her other hand under my armpits, and she told her mother to start the tape again. She smiled for the camera. "The match is over. Guess who won?" She looked down at me and my unconscious form in her hands. "This little guy belongs to me now! My teenage muscles were just too much for his little body. I love to smear older guys. Their little man minds just can't handle it. I can do anything I want to him now, and believe me I will." She threw me over her shoulder and started waving to the camera. "All men should come under the guidance of a strong female, so go out and get your guy today." Inga and Helga clapped after the camera was shut off. "That's one of our best tapes ever! I bet we could sell this one. I just might show it to one of our customers," Helga exclaimed enthusiastically. "Both you and Jimmy are naturals." "We have to keep him mom," Inga implored. "He's perfect and nice to boot." "We'll see honey. Maybe, Eva or Brome will take a liking to him." There was a gentle tapping on my cheek and a number of women were hovering over me. My vision was not in focus yet, but I could hear them talking. "He's all right girls. He's starting to come around." Helga grabbed my chin and applied a little smelling salts. "He will be fine in no time. Gundy you got to watch your pressure on these little guys. They just can't take much." "I'm sorry mom, but I wanted to shoot that last scene before I forgot any of the words." What was that smell? My head began to clear and the room came into focus. Gundy helped me to my feet and held me firmly. "Is the tape over?" I said hoping. "Yes, and I think it will be our best ever. I'll show it to you tomorrow," Helga replied happily as she put the salts back into a little medical kit. I looked at Gundy and said, "Did I win the match?" Laughing she said, "Lets call it a draw." She kissed me on the cheek, drew me close, and hugged me to her ample bosom. She looked at her mother and liped the words silently, "We got to keep him." The hug slowly got tighter and tighter as she whispered into my ear. "Do you remember the kiss of submission and your oath of obedience? You belong to me now for ever and ever!" I remembered, but I didn't think it would hold up in a court of law. Just then I had this vision of all four sisters fighting over me. Each girl had an arm or a leg and I was off the ground and being pulled apart in different directions. The other two sisters had not yet arrived, so I was allowed to sit on the mat as Inga and Gundy playfully wrestled. Gundy had taken time to put her skimpy cheer leader uniform back on. Helga sat next to me and started explaining the loose plot of the next flick. The sisters and I were a cheer leading team practicing for a cheer leading tournament. The tittle was Swedish Air Power. I listened, but I was more engrossed in the tussle. Inga was easily handling Gundy. No matter what hold Gundy was able to apply, Inga easily countered it. The match was playful, but there was no doubt who the better wrestler was, by far. Inga's muscles were strong firm and sleek. Not at all like a massive body builder, but more like a jungle cat. She was so quick she looked like a blur. "I notice your looking at Inga," Helga said proudly. "She's the athlete of the family." That made me stop and stare directly at her. "All my daughters are athletic...Jim, but Inga is unbelievably gifted." I could hear the pride in Helga's voice. "Sometimes, I think there isn't any sport that she couldn't master." I could believe that with no trouble. "She is the best athlete in her school and that's including the boys. She is the country's high school wrestling champ for her division. I limit her sports just so the boys don't get too embarrassed or it ruins her social development." For a second, I wondered what kind of boy would be brave enough or crazy enough to date her. "She is starting to practice for the Olympics in the women's heptathlon. She probably will win it with ease." Then she paused and thought of something. Max would be so proud! It's very lucky for the men she can't compete in the decathlon." I took this all in and had no problem believing every word. Helga continued talking about her daughter with more than a little pride. "She has that special something that allows all great athletes to master and go beyond what normal athletes could ever hope to do." My gaze went back to Inga as I watched her effortlessly handle Gundy. "Combined with her quickness, strength, and size there are no limits for her. As she gets older, I will be quite interested to see what sport she decides to truly master." I could see her on the victory stand accepting her gold medal. "Besides her athletic prowess she is utterly charming." I looked back at Helga and appraised her. "I predict you will be totally captivated with her. All of our guests are. In spite of what she does with your body." My look turned from astonishment to worry. "Don't worry Jim. Her demeanor is playful. She isn't a manbreaker. You have survived Eva......you will survive Inga." Then she looked at me thoughtfully and said, "We will talk more about my daughters tomorrow. You must tell me how it went for you with Eva?" I could detect her tone changing. "Do you like her? Think about it and tell me tomorrow." "She scares me at times." "She scares most men. At least all the smart ones," she said laughing. "But enough of this for now... lets start. I'm sure my other two daughters will be here soon." The next thing I knew, I was on Inga's shoulders. Her feet were spread a little apart with her hands resting on her hips. My feet were tucked behind Inga' hands. Helga was sketching the scene while Gundy was running a few feet of film. "Put your hands on your hips, Jim....just like Inga." Helga instructed as Brome and Eva walked in. "Well, if it isn't my late daughters!" I could detect the sarcasm in Helga's voice. "Limber up a bit girls. Jim is going to be up there for the next fifteen minutes or so." I had a ring side seat, so to speak, as I watched Brome and Eva go through some limbering up routines on the mat. Brome was supporting her body in a hand stand while alternately spreading and then bringing her feet together. Eva was doing back flips like you might see in one of those female spy movies. Both had the same cheerleader outfits on as their sisters. I watched and marveled. These weren't the athletic sisters in the family. After Helga finished the sketch of Inga and I, the routines became more difficult. For the next hour or so I found myself atop two and three high female pyramids. I was always the top most person and Inga was the anchor. After the girls fixed themselves in proper position, Eva would say, "Time to put the cherry on top." I was the cherry she was referring too. I climbed up the girls bodies either looking for a hand boost or a thigh to support my weight. Sometimes the girls would just lift me up to the next girl if they could. My head would be as much as twelve to fifteen feet off the ground. I had the girls giggling because as I climbed I would be heard to say, "Excuse me, pardon, or sorry about that." My hands often had to touch private female parts in my attempt to scale the wall of gorgeous female flesh. Needless to say, I got a hard on. I think we could have won any competition hands down. I couldn't help but be amazed at these four Swedish superwomen. They could have represented Swedish Women in the Olympics by themselves. But of course, they weren't as athletic as Inga...Ha! We finished and I was allowed to shower and rest for dinner. Helga said we were going to all spend a quiet evening at the pool. This was turning out to be a pretty good day, and I liked the prospects of spending the evening with five bikini clad beauties. My spirits were soaring as I whistled a happy tune in the shower. ------------------------------------------------ "Do you have a steady girl?" Eva inquired as she passed me the plate of potatoes. "Oh, I've dated around, but I really have thrown myself into my work the past couple of years. This is my first vacation in four years." "That's sad," Brome said passing me the beans. "Life has to be a balance to fully appreciate it's wonders. You need a woman to help you regain your equilibrium." "Do you have anyone in mind?" Eva replied while cutting her steak. Brome ignored the comment. Eva then turned to me and said, "The next time I'm in New York, I think we should spend some time together. Would you like that Jim?" I hesitated, but Eva's gaze seemed to demand an answer. "Well, ..." I started to say. "I've already told Jim he's mine mom. Can I keep him?" Gundy interjected before Jim could say another word. "You really seemed to have made an impression on my daughters Mr. Preston. Your going to have a hard time picking your favorite." I looked around the table and the girls all expected me to say something. "I haven't spent much time with Brome or Inga yet and their all so lovely. Besides their mother is very impressive herself." Helga laughed and I could tell she was very delighted. As I scanned the rest of the girls, I received some very severe scowls. I knew I'd pay a price for that remark. "You never answered me Jim and I really would like to see your business and meet your dad." Eva countered keeping me on the defensive. For a second, a picture came to mind of this tall amazon walking with me through the offices. I wondered if the people staring at me would be jealous or laughing as I escorted this beautiful giant. "If you have time? I guess, I could show you the firm." "That's great!" Eva said enthusiastically. "I know all the best night spots. I spend a lot of time in New York," She said smiling and sneaking a peak at Brome. "As a matter of fact, I'll be there next month.....before Eva. Does that invitation include me too?" Brome interrupted. "Of course," I said. I felt the temperature rising in the room. Helga was looking from one daughter to the other with a fascinated expression on her face. Even the two younger daughters picked up on the vibes and were quietly waiting to see what would happen next. I felt like a piece of steak between two rotwielers. Why couldn't they like bigger men? Why couldn't I be more attracted to smaller women? How did Clinton become president? I knew there wasn't an answer to any of these questions. Helga decided to defuse the explosive situation. "Now girls, Jim will be here as our guest for a few days more. Let us worry about showing him a good time for the present. There is plenty of time to make plans for the future." Then she quickly changed the subject. "Do you have a pair of swimming trunks?" She said flashing me a big smile. "Yes, and I love to swim," I said. "All my girls are fantastic swimmers as I'm sure they will demonstrate." Fantastic swimmers? What a surprise I thought laughing to myself. The rest of the dinner went a little more smoothly. The only problem was that for the rest of the meal Brome kept looking at me very intently. It was that same withering stare I felt on other occasions. I had no idea what she was thinking. I felt like I was shrinking and for some reason, I lost my appetite. ------------------------------------------------ I was allowed to rest in my room till later in the evening. I fell asleep for an hour or so. My body had been through a lot and I needed the sleep. I wondered what was in store for me as I heard a knock on the door and the lock open. Helga was the one to collect me this time. She had on a robe and was carrying a camera. "Are you ready Mr. Preston?" She said as she waited for me by the door. "I think your in for a little surprise." "I don't think anything could surprise me anymore," I said to her in an even tone of voice. She smiled at me and held out her hand. I guess we were to walk hand in hand. I thought that would be just as good as hand cuffs. We made our way to the pool area. We didn't run into anyone else on our way there. The house seemed very quiet. I hesitated at the entrance and Helga stopped and waited for me patiently. I took a deep breath before entering. Maybe, I'm in for a little more normal evening I hoped as we walked through the door. "I think we're right on time Mr. Preston." Helga let go of my hand and headed over to the changing room door. "The girls are changing and they"ll be out in a second. I already told you that they have a little surprise for you. I'm sure your going to love it." I saw the movie lights set up by the pool and thought more movies. I didn't think the lights were necessary. The room was unusually well lit. Helga and the girls seemed to think of everything. "A surprise?" I said in a cautious tone of voice. "Yes, something Brome and Eva told me you were looking for during your vacation here in Sweden." She rapped lightly on the door saying in a loud and melodious voice, "He's here girls." She stepped back a little and said, "The girls want to make an entrance." Helga cleared her throat and sang out, "For Jim Preston's entertainment and amusement....I present." Then she stopped and looked at me. She made me wait for a second building the suspense and then she continued, "Ta Da... Ta Da... The Swedish Bikini Team!" The girls came out in single file jogging and bouncing...bouncing and jogging. My mouth fell open and I stared in awe and delight. They were all wearing matching silver bikinis. They didn't cover much and I could see a lot of exposed blond hair in each of there pubic areas. They jogged past me and turned in a circle around me continuing to prance lightly on there athletic feet. They made a few circles and I noticed my eyes were bouncing along with them trying to focus on the acres of exposed female flesh. Then my head started to go up and down to help my eyes better focus. I got an instant hard on that was undoubtedly noticed by Helga. She missed very little. As I continued to take in this amazing spectacle, I noticed my heart was pounding, and it seemed to be in rhythm with the girl's bouncing as well. These four exciting women had taken over my body with just their playful movements. "Does our little team meet with your approval?" Eva mischievously inquired as she and the other girls continued to circle and prance. "You are the Swedish Bikini Team!" I said as I found myself focusing in on Brome. She looked like a goddess to me and my heart started to beat faster. "I have never seen a more awesomely beautiful sight then you four girls in your silver bikinis!" Even my voice seemed to come out in rhythm to their movements. I noticed that Helga was running the camcorder and laughing loudly at the spectacle she was witnessing. Here I was being circled by four gorgeous Amazons in skimpy bikinis and I was just turning my body following the girls in their jaunt. I must have looked like a puppet on a string as I no longer had any control over my own body. I hypnotically watched as the girls bounced and bounced around me. My aching boner looked for room in my shorts. The girls stopped their prancing and closed in around me. I had nowhere to run, but who wanted to run. I was escorted over to the pool and Inga yelled, "Chicken fight!" All the girls wanted me for a partner, but I was paired with Inga. I naturally was the one on top. Helga was running the camcorder and still laughing. The chicken fight went poorly for me. Inga was strong and coordinated, but I was the weak link, and the other fighters attacked me mercilessly. We went down with a splash in the water. Whoever I was paired with was a losing combination. The girls were laughing and frolicking, and really weren't concerned with who was winning, but I wanted to win at least one match. Brome saw that something was wrong, came over, and lifted me up onto her shoulders. She strolled a little ways away from the action and asked, "What's the matter? Aren't you having fun?" "It's just that I would like to win at least one match. I am a weakling!" Brome got mad and I heard it in her voice. "Your one of the nicest guys I have ever met. Don't put yourself down. We are not ordinary women and your not ordinary in some ways as well. Her answer surprised me and made me feel a better. I thought to myself that this incredible woman really does like me. "I have an idea to beat Eva and Inga," Brome whispered to me. They haven't lost a match and I think it's time they did. Here's my plan." Brome walked us back over to the vicinity of the two frolicking girls, and I issued my challenge. "Hey! Eva and Inga you're going down!" I think I surprised them. They went completely silent for a second. "Come and get it Jimmy boy," Eva yelled back. Brome now chimed in, "I hope you cows can swim because Jimmy and I are going to put you down." Inga got into the act now and taunted, "We're the undefeated champions and this should take us about five seconds." Brome and Inga circled each other cautiously. Eva, who was on top, put out her hands to engage me. I pretended to accept the challenge and put my hands out in the same manner. As Brome inched us nearer, I faked at grabbing Eva's hands and reached for her bikini top. Brome grabbed Inga's top at the same time. My feint worked and Inga was surprised as well. We simultaneously removed the two stunned girls tops. It gave us the second we needed. I pushed Eva with all my might and at the same time Brome tripped Inga. The two girls couldn't stop their momentum and slowly toppled into the water. We won and I waved Eva's Top over my head in victory. Eva and Inga started to yell, "Cheat!...Cheat!...Cheat!" Brome strolled over to the two girls and slowly topled us into the water. Eva and Inga immediately went for me. I was grabbed, tickled, fondled and dunked. Everybody was laughing now and having a great time. I thought Brome was a very smart, but diplomatic sister. Brome grabbed me as I was dunked for about the tenth time, put her arms around my waist, and lifted me out of the water enough to give me a big kiss. I was held in her embrace for a good twenty seconds as we kissed. It was wonderful! "Hey! What's going on there?" Eva questioned. Brome broke off the kiss and replied. "That's his victory kiss. If you would have won, you could have kissed him too." "The nights young," Eva replied. The frolicking in the water continued and I swam away to catch my breath. I was being womanhandled again and I needed a break. I noticed a basketball backboard on one end of this huge indoor pool, and swam over to check it out. The feature that caught my eye was the oversized basket attached to the backboard. It must have been three times the size of a normal basket. The backboard was attached to the side of the pool and hung out over the water. If I had to guess, I would say that the height of the rim above the water was about seven feet or just a little higher. I thought I might be able to dunk the ball. That would make me feel very good I mused. Inga noticed me inspecting the backboard and swam over. "I knew you'd like the basketball setup being an American. We took down the water polo goal and put the basket up in your honor." "How much equipment do you have?" I asked thinking about how much this all must cost. "Plenty!" She answered pointing over to the big double doors at the end of the pool. "We store it all in that huge room. It's all portable, and was made special, so it can be attached to the pool in various places." "This setup and the whole house is maintained by just the family?" "That's right, but we have people come out if we run into any major problems." "That's amazing," I told her shaking my head. "We have this backboard for the pool, a water polo goal, and lane equipment if we want to turn the pool into a championship competition swimming pool. We also have a lot of tables and chairs stored if we want to throw a large pool party." I listened to her and at the same time I was looking for the large beachball that must have served as the basketball. I was having no luck in finding it. "What are you looking for?" "Oh, just the beachball. I wanted to shoot some baskets." Inga gave me a rather amused look and said, "We'll be playing a game in a little while." "I hope your on my team. Everyone says your a great athlete," I told her. She broke up. I didn't understand the joke. I chalked it up to the differences in culture. Inga swam closer and I could tell she was still enjoying what ever had amused her. She still had a big smile on her face. She stood up in the water and towered over me. I cowered back just a little. I'm sure it was noticeable. Inga came up real close, put her arm around my shoulder, and pointed to the area where the two diving boards were located. "Are you a diver...Jim?" I hated heights. I looked at the two boards. One was just level with the water, and I knew that I could use that one, but the other was a good five meters over the water. I was going to stay away from that one. I shuddered a little and caught Inga staring at me waiting for my reply. "I dive a little." "Great! Let's go over and have some fun. We'll make the other girls jealous." I tried to keep up with her as we swam over, but it was impossible. I admired her powerful strokes as she left me in her wake swimming the short distance over to the boards. Inga pulled herself out of the water and sat on the edge of the pool fixing her bathing cap. She waited for me with a big smile on her face as I finally made it over to the edge of the pool, and sat next to her. All the other girls were staring in our direction as they finally noticed our absence, and, as usual, Eva was the first to call out to us. "Hey! What's going on over there? No private parties." "We're going to do some diving. Come on over and watch," Inga replied. Great! An audience I thought. The girls came swimming over and I could see Helga was moving over with the camcorder. This was my chance. Maybe, just maybe, I can impress them on the small board. Inga grabbed my hand and off we went. The other girls were clapping and cheering. "You go first...Jimmy. I want to check out your technique." I walked out onto the board trying to decide what my first dive should be. I looked over and could see Brome smiling at me a safe distance away in the water. She was breathtaking. That did it. I went for it. I ran to the end of the board and executed a somersault before I hit the water. It wasn't bad. I got almost all the way over, and it didn't look awkward at all. There wasn't even too much splash. I could hear the girls cheering as I broke the water. I beamed as I swam out of Inga's way. My ego didn't stay high for very long as I watched Inga do the same trick. She got about twice as I high as I did in the air, did a flawless somersault, and got completely vertical in the water. The splash? Well, there wasn't any. I thought that was impossible for such a big girl or anyone for that matter. It would have been an eleven if she was in the Olympics. I shook my head and wanted to play some basketball. The other girls let out a big cheer and Inga did a sexy little curtsey for them. She motioned for me to get out of the water and do another. I shook my head in the affirmative and went over to the diving board. I must have been nuts! Inga went first this time. She jumped on the board a couple of times to elevate herself high enough, and executed a perfect jackknife again making completely vertical before hitting the water. I would talk about the splash, but there's nothing to talk about. Then it was my turn. I knew I was in trouble. I had never done this maneuver successfully in my life. I looked at Brome again and I knew I had to try. I jumped in the air a few times and let it fly. I did the jackknife fine, but I hit the water almost flat on my belly. It momentarily stunned me as I swallowed a lot of water. I tried to get my bearings, but I felt powerful hands grab me and pull me toward the side of the pool. If I would have been in the Olympics that would have been a minus one. Brome hauled me out of the water and sat me down next to her on the side of the pool. She had an arm around my neck as I coughed up a little water and cleared my breathing. Everyone came running over and looked concerned. I assured them I was fine. "Will you be able to dive off the higher board?" Inga inquired. I shook my head no. "Watch us for awhile. I have an idea for a little later," Inga replied. I was glad to just watch. My plans to impress them had backfired. I just sat there and watched the girls go over to the higher board. I was feeling pretty low. I watched Brome climb the steps to the big board, and my jaw involuntarily opened. What a view! She truly looked magnificent. They all did. I knew they were all going to be great. Why did I try to compete. Inga did two or three more eleven's off the high board. The other girls weren't quite as good. I estimated their dives at eight and nines. I just continued to shake my head as I watched each girl do near perfect dive after near perfect dive. I had decided not to do another dive. I wasn't sure how close the nearest hospital was. Helga came over to me and sat down. She was wearing a silver two piece swimsuit. Although, I'm sure she would have looked great in a bikini. "Do not feel bad Mr. Preston. My girls have been swimming since they were two." "Please call me Jim. I thought I was a member of the family." She looked me up and down before answering. "My girls are not ordinary. Some might even call them superwomen. They have trained their bodies since childhood, but there always is a price to pay for such things. Inga and Gundy can not have a completely normal teenage lifestyle." It was my turn to look at her, but before I could answer she continued. "Our tastes are a little odd, but we would never hurt you...Jim. You like strong and tall women. I can see it in you eyes. Why is it so hard for you to believe that my girls like smaller and weaker men. They wish to share their strength with you in a dominant, but loving way." Then her tone changed to serious and she looked me straight in the eyes."They do respect you." "It's hard for a man to be so insignificant," I started to say. "Hush, You are not insignificant. Get that out of your mind right now." She paused, thought for a second, and continued. "There is much you can give back to my daughters. Some are not wise in the ways of the world. You are a very intelligent hard working man. You can give back with your intelligence and humor." Then she grabbed my shoulders to get my full attention and really surprised me. "You are the most interesting man I have met in quite some time. The girls have all picked up on this. So give in to your feelings and enjoy your stay here. I think it will change your life forever, and maybe ours as well." I looked at her again. I did feel better. I asked myself why I should care who is the strongest in a relationship if both can contribute to it, and if both loved each other. "You are a very wise lady...Mrs. Bromberg." "Call me Helga." Eva came walking over, grabbed my hand, and pulled me towards the diving boards. Helga got up to run the camcorder again and yelled after me. "Will talk a lot more tomorrow...Jim." I was led over to the high board. I started to hesitate and Eva had to drag me. "Don't worry we have a surprise for you.....You'll be fine." "I'm a little afraid of heights," I blurted out as the board loomed closer. Inga came over and grabbed my other hand. I could feel real fear enter into my mind. They were almost carrying me. "Don't worry. I'll take care of you," was Inga's reply. When we got to the stairs, Eva grabbed me around the waist, and placed me on Inga's back. I grabbed her and held on with all my strength. I knew what was coming next. Inga started to climb the stairs with me on her back. She moved up the latter gracefully. I stared over my shoulder and could see Helga running the camcorder. The other girls were all smiling up at us. I grabbed Inga around the neck and put my head on her shoulder and closed my eyes. "Not so tight! I won't let you fall." I eased up a little , but still kept my eyes closed. We made it to the top and I opened my eyes for just a second. I wish I hadn't done that. I closed them quickly again and took a deep breath. "Wait a second, Inga. Don't dive yet!" I heard Helga yell out. "I want to sketch a scene. Do you think you can stay up on the board for a few minutes?" "Sure mom, Jimmy's light as a feather." Helga had Gundy race for her sketch pad. "Inga, do you think you can hold him near the end of the board?" "No problem! How about if I raise one leg and put my hands together like I was just about to dive?" "That would be fantastic, but don't take any chances. I'll try to hurry with the sketch." Gundy made it back with the pad in record time, but I still hadn't opened my eyes. I was the most afraid I had ever been in my life. I think I was shaking. "OK Inga, move out on the board, but be careful." She moved us into position. I couldn't help it, I reacted by holding her tighter. Inga posed as she said she would. She was holding my weight and her weight balancing on one leg over fifteen feet above the water. Why was my mind going over the numbers? "That's perfect Inga! Are you stable enough to hold him there for a few minutes?" "Sure mom, you know how good my balance is." "How are you Jim?" "Just sketch the damn thing. I trust Inga." Inga laughed and reassured me in a low voice. "Don't worry, I won't let us fall. My sisters and I like you too much to let anything happen to you." "I like all of you too. Can any of you girls fly?" "Don't make me laugh. I don't want to drop you." Helga started to sketch furiously. Gundy looked up at the scene and commented that this was going to be a big seller. Her mother agreed. "Jim, do you think you can open your eyes. I want to capture your expression with your eyes open." I opened my eyes and looked towards Helga. My face was completely frozen in fear. "That's perfect Jim! Keep that pose." "Who's posing!" I yelled back. That broke the girls up at the bottom of the board. It also broke Inga up. I felt a little bit of instability, but she quickly regained her balance. I told myself to keep my mouth shut. We were up there for almost twenty minutes. I had to marvel at this girls strength. At no time did I think she was loosing it. She was truly a superwoman. They all were. "Got it! You can come down know." We backed off the board and I started to get off her back. "Where do you think your going?" "We're done," I said. "Not quite," she replied. "Mom, start running the camcorder," Inga yelled down. I started to protest, but Inga interrupted me. "You trusted me so far. Just trust me a little more. Hold on tight and close your eyes." I didn't answer her. I just did what she told me to do. Inga then centered me on her back and ran down the board. I felt us spring up into the air. Then I experienced the sensation of myself and Inga turning in mid air. I was to scared to be afraid. I had Inga in a death grip as I experienced time slow down and almost stop. What happened to gravity? Einstein wouldn't believe this. Maybe, she could fly after all. I felt us do a complete somersault and then we headed down. It seemed like we were falling for hours and then we finally hit the water. I didn't let go as I felt myself being propelled underwater along with her. I didn't have time to worry about breathing as our bodies broke the surface of the water almost immediately. I took a deep breath as I began to hear the screams and cheers of the other women. I made it! Inga carried me right out of the water on her back. I didn't think I could walk right at that moment anyway. Brome came running over to check on me. Inga smiled at her and said, "Don't worry sis I didn't brake him. He's tougher than he looks." Brome ran her fingers in my hair and smiled at me. "Give him to me. That's all the diving for today." I was surprised when Inga handed me right over. I found myself in Brome's powerful arms. She was nuzzling my face with hers. I think maybe I did die, and go to heaven. Eva came over and comented, "How is our little Mark Spitts doing?" "He's fine. He just needs to rest a bit," Brome replied still nuzzling my face. Helga came over and said, "Inga told me Jim wants to play a little water basketball. Eva can you go get that device. You know the one." They both looked at me and smiled. I didn't understand why you needed a device to play basketball. "Must we mom?" Brome looked at her mother a little discouraged. "Jim trusts us and he does want to play. I'm sure he'll get into the spirit of the game." Then she turned and asked me directly. "You do want to play don't you...Jim?" "I'm pretty good at basketball. Don't worry Brome. I can hold my own." I was allowed to rest as I heard the girl's choosing up sides. It was to be Eva and Brome against Inga and Gundy. I wondered what side I was going to be on. Maybe, I was in the next game. Eva came back with something in her hands. It looked like a lot of leather straps from a distance. I had no idea what it was. "Gundy, take his trunks off and bring him over here." Eva yelled as she fiddled with whatever she had in her hands. I turned to look at Gundy as she pounced on me. I struggled, but my trunks were history in a matter of seconds. Gundy had her hands on my waist and she lifted me up off the ground using just the strength in her arms. She held me out a little and walked over to where Eva was fiddling with the contraption. I could see it better now. It was some sort of harness with a lot of straps and rings on it. I had a feeling it was going on me. Why? I still couldn't figure that out. "Hold him out Gundy. While I fit this on him." We have to make sure he's bound good and tight." I was warned not to interfer as the girls worked. I could guess what the penalty might be. I was put in the harness and felt some of the straps being tied in place. Then Gundy changed her grip on me and scrunched my legs up to my chest. Eva put some more straps through the rings, and I could feel my knees being pulled tight to my chest, but I could still breath. Eva then wrapped my arms around my knees and secured them in the same manner. That left my head and it was secured too. A couple of straps near my neck were slipped through rings on my knees, and pulled firm. I was tied tight into a little ball. It finally dawned on me, that was exactly what I was. The ball for the basketball game. Gundy held me in both her arms and called to the other girls to follow as she waded into the water. She walked us out till we got about waist deep and stopped. I only had one view. My head could only see to one side. It was the side where the other girls were approaching from. All the girls were smiling and laughing except Brome. She had a sad look on her face. By the edge of the pool I could see Helga moving some lights and she had the camcorder in her hand. The girls made a circle and Gundy threw me to Inga. I gasped, I couldn't believe these girls were strong enough to throw my 130 pound weight several feet, and then catch me like I was a beachball. But my mind had to believe it because it was indeed happening. I was thrown around the circle a few times. To my surprise nobody dropped me. These girls were superwomen. Maybe, they were ancestors of some Amazon tribe that was around these parts long ago. Inga pretended like she was going to throw me to Gundy, but at the last second she threw me to Eva instead. That caused the first error. She dropped me into the water. Before I could sink she retrieved me, and held me up and out of the water. All the girls laughed and I could hear Eva say, "Tricky! Inga." Eva then walked me over to Inga, and was about to hand me to her, but at the last second her arms flipped me backwards toward Brome. I sailed through the air, but Brome was not surprised, and flawlessly caught me. In the same motion I was heaved at Gundy, and she caught me as well. All the girls were laughing and having a great time. I needed some Dramamine. Gundy then did something incredible. She actually passed me from one of her hands to the other behind her back, and threw me to Inga. This seemed familiar to me some how and then I remembered. All they needed was the music from Sweet Georgia Brown as they did their routine. The Harlem Globe trotters couldn't handle their ball any better than these Amazons were doing handling theirs. Finally, I ended up in Brome's hands and she held me out above the water in her two powerful hands. Before she threw me, Helga called out from the edge of the pool. "Hold him Brome. I want to sketch you and the girls." I could feel myself turning in her hands as she searched for my face. "Are you all right?" She asked with a sad face. "I'll live..I think." "Brome, hold him above your head with both hands like your going to throw him to one of the other girls. Eva, put your hands out like your going to catch him. Can you hold him like that...Brome?" "Yes mom, he's light. I lift far more than Jim in the weight room." Helga started to sketch rapidly. She thought to herself that these sketches, and the paintings she made from them would undoubtedly be some of her best. They would bring a good dollar in some of the bigger markets like Tokyo and New York. For some reason Jim was bringing out, in her and the girls, some of the best ideas they ever had. Jim was a prize and she wondered to herself which girl was going to end up with him. Brome was supporting Jim's weight effortlessly. She was sure she could hold him like this for a half hour if need be. She thought about all the things the girls had done to him already, and it made her sad. Jim seemed to have an indomitable spirit though. He always seemed to bounce back. She liked that and his humor and he was very handsome to boot. A very nice combination. She wondered if he would ever forgive her enough to seriously consider settling down with her. She knew she wanted him. Somebody had to protect him and it might as well be her. Could he be happy in her lifestyle? She loved being strong and dominant. She would never hurt him. She would just be the stronger half of a very loving couple. He would bend in some ways to her needs and she would make concessions to him in other ways. Then she thought about Eva. She knew Eva saw her feelings for Jim. Was she really interested in Jim or was she just teasing Brome? They were so much alike. Would it be so surprising if she really had an interest in Jim? She wasn't right for him though. She was insatiable. Brome couldn't ever imagine her settling down with one man. She used men and wore them out in a matter of weeks. No, Jim would be hers and Eva was out of luck. "I've got the sketch Brome. You can put him down now." She lowered me and caught me staring at her. She told me in a loving little voice, "I'm so sorry Jim. Remember, I won't let anybody hurt you." "I know." That was all I said, but it was enough. She tilted me and kissed me on the lips. She forgot where she was for a second. When she looked up all her sisters had gathered around, and were staring at her. "This looks serious girls," Inga chuckled as she grabbed Jim out of Brome's hands, and waded toward the basket. The girls were good at basketball. What a surprise I thought as my body went through the basket for the fifth straight time. They never miss and Inga had thrown me through from ten feet. Now that was a set shot. Eva had a pretty effective close in jumper. Gundy was fond of the dunk. Brome always seemed to be the first one to rescue me from the water. I never did get used to sailing trough the air and hitting the water. My hands always wanted to come out and break the fall. That caused some panic when they couldn't. But to the girls credit they always quickly retrieved me, and I didn't have time for panic to set in. They never allowed me to take in too much water. After the game which Brome and Eva surprisingly won to Inga's chagrin, Helga wanted another sketch. This time Eva was on Inga's shoulders, and she had me in a position above the rim like she was going to slam dunk me through the basket. I could hear Helga saying, as she sketched, that she never had so many great ideas before, and that these would sell like hot cakes. As I was held high above the rim, I had a dark thought. I wondered what my father would say or what he would think of me if he ever seen any of these photo's or tapes. I closed my eyes and endured. The time had gone by quickly and I was relieved as they let me out of the harness. I most have looked like an eighty year old man as I stretched and tried to walk. "Take Jim to the Sauna girls and let him relax and unwind," Helga instructed. The closest girl to me happened to be Brome. She grabbed my hand and led me to the sauna. I had a vision of five naked women and me relaxing in the sauna. I smiled and followed eagerly. Before we entered the sauna, Brome took off her bikini top and bottom. It was the first time I had seen Brome completely naked. It was a sight worth remembering. Her body looked like sculptured marble...It was flawless. I stared in awe at her unparalleled beauty. At least that was the way I saw her in my mind. I knew some men didn't like muscles on women, but her muscles looked so right on her. If God needed a mold for woman? This would be it. She led me into the sauna. It was bigger than I expected. Every new room I visited in this mansion surprised me by it's size, and this was no exception. We each grabbed a towel as we entered and we sat on the second step in the sauna. The other girls started to file in and take up positions all around us. I stared as each entered. Such beauty! OK! Maybe, there could be more than one mold. All the girls wrapped their hair in the towels. That made me exceedingly happy. I had an unobstructed view of four flawless women. Make that five. Helga walked in. My jaw dropped. She was massive. She was the most muscular woman I had ever seen. If the other girls were made of steel. She had to be made of titanium. She oozed power. She had to be several times as strong as me. Just then I felt a little panic as I remembered she had me next. I hoped she had a gentle and caring nature. The girls stretched out in various positions of repose. I had died and gone to heaven. I took in as much as I could as the room filled with steam, and it began to get hot. The girls showed no signs of modesty around me. I guess when your used to bending men to your own will, modesty was not a consideration. The girls were all laughing and telling jokes. It seemed that I was being accepted as a conditional member of the family. I looked over at Brome and she was smiling at me through the steam. I inched as close to her as I could and she put her arm around me. Did I mention it was getting very hot. Brome asked me questions about my job, and Gundy and Inga wanted to know about living in New York. I had again become the center of attention with all the questions directed at me. I must have answered their questions for the next ten or fifteen minutes. It was getting hotter than any sauna I had ever been in before. I finally asked Helga what the temperature was. She said the girls and her liked to put it on ultra high. It seems the Swedes loved extremes in temperature and that it was very good for the circulation. I think I knew what hell was like. I slumped a little and Brome and Helga noticed. My head was beginning to spin. "Hold him Brome. I don't think he's used to the heat." She quickly pulled me onto her lap with her left arm behind my back for support. She looked lovingly down at me as she held me. My face leaning on her breast. "Just close your eyes little one. The heat is good for you and Brome has you." I looked up at her, smiled, and then I closed my eyes. It was unbelievably hot, but I still felt a lot better. I'm not sure I might have fallen asleep. We must have been in the sauna for a long time. I felt as weak as a new born baby. "Jimmy wake up! Do you think you can walk?" It was Brome and I could hear the other girls leaving the sauna. I tried to get up and walk. I would have fallen on my face if Brome hadn't caught me. She scooped me up in her arms, smiled at me, and walked out the door. I heard the shower running. All the other women were screaming and frolicking in the spray. The shower had one big nozzle. It was gigantic and it covered half the shower room with spray. I wondered what all the screaming was about as Brome carried me in, and set me down on the floor. I was glad she did that. I was capable of taking my own shower. Eva was watching me and smiling. "Go on....get in the spray," she said with a devilish grin on her face. I gave her a strange look, stuck my tongue out, and walked into the spray. I wanted to scream, but nothing came out. The water was freezing cold. My mind went numb and my legs wobbled like I had been hit with a punch. Eva grabbed me before I hit the tile floor. She picked me up holding me from behind. I was held right in the center of the icy cold spray. I thrashed about, but her grip was unbreakable. I cursed her and promised to get even somehow. The girls loved it and even Brome was holding her stomach and laughing. ------------------------------------------------ So ended my third day at the Bromberg mansion. Brome and I walked hand in hand to my room. We didn't say anything. I was still in shock this incredible girl liked me. Maybe, I had made too much of my size. It didn't seem to bother her in the least. Another thought hit me as we climbed the stairs. If I was as big as my dad, I wouldn't be here right now. These women preferred smaller men. I think I finally had a reason to be happy with my size. We entered my room and Brome was about to leave. She looked down at me and just stared into my face. Her eyes held me hypnotically. I don't know how long we held each others gaze, but she then went into the hall and looked around. The next thing I knew, I was thrown over her shoulder and we were heading for her room down the hall.