My Swedish Vacation 
By Valerafon
Chapter 10 - Brome
Update: 23/04/1998 to valerafon




Chapter 10   Brome 

I slept peacefully and very deeply. It was a healing sleep. I felt 
immediately alert and refreshed as I opened my eyes. The sight that 
greeted me was wonderful. Brome was sitting on the side of my bed and 
staring at me with a warm smile on her face. I smiled back even before I 
knew I was doing it. 

"You may want to shower and change before breakfast. I let you sleep as 
long as I could," she informed me. "Thanks!" I said and started to get 
out of bed. "You can use the shower in my room." She offered me her 
hand. Before I took it, I noticed her T-shirt. On the front it said, 
Jim's big girl friend. I just stared for a second. Finally, she asked, 
"Do you like it?" I stared at the shirt wide-eyed. My mind going over 
the implications. I smiled and nodded yes. She took my hand and we 
walked to her room. 

As I showered, my mind went over what she just told me moments before. 
She had a special surprise for me to wear. I wondered what it could be. 
For some reason, I didn't fear the prospects of wearing special clothes 
this time. I showered, shaved, and used the toilet. I literally flew as 
I hurried to get back out to Brome. She was sitting on the bed waiting 
patiently for me as I walked out draped in a towel. 

I walked over and stopped in front of her. She smiled and removed my 
towel. I could see some sandals and a few pieces of clothing folded 
neatly next to her.  I didn't resist or feel embarrassed as she removed 
the towel. She had seen me naked many times. She maneuvered my body 
between her legs and then started to rub the towel over my body. 

"Let me dry that cute little body of yours thoroughly," she half 
whispered. Her soft words and gentle touch sent tingling sensations 
throughout my entire body. I closed my eyes giving into the sensations 
as she worked. "There now let me put your T-shirt on." The shirt was 
green like her eyes. I raised my hands like a small child being dressed 
by his mother. Why did it feel so right? 

She put the shirt on me and asked, "Can you read what it says?" I tried 
to read the words upside down. "It says Brome's little man," she 
informed me. "Do you like it?" I smiled and nodded yes, thinking about 
the implications the whole time. "Does this mean I'm yours?" I blurted 
out. She smiled and replied, "We'll talk after breakfast. We're late." 
Then she kissed my cheek. She grabbed the matching green bikini briefs 
and turned me around so I was facing out between her legs. With her arms 
around my body she pulled the briefs apart and I stepped into them. I 
couldn't believe dressing could be so much fun. 

Brome pulled my briefs up and noticed I was getting a little excited. 
She patted the front of my briefs and said with mirth in her voice, "Try 
to keep your little weapon under control, Tiger, till after breakfast." 
I wasn't sure I could do that. She then sat me on the bed next to her 
and put brown sandals on my feet. They fit perfectly. I wasn't 
surprised. 

She got up, and stood in front of me, smiling down the whole time as I 
smiled and looked up at her. She had on the green T-shirt I already 
mentioned. She was also wearing a pair of green cut off jeans. They were 
the exact same color as my attire. We were a matching pair. She 
completed the look with brown sandals as well. As I looked down, I 
noticed her feet were not overly big. They were in perfect proportion to 
her Amazonian body. My feet in contrast were on the small side for a 
small man. I looked at her sandals and thought my feet could get lost in 
them. It made me feel even more like a small child. Feeling like a small 
child wasn't all that bad. It made my mind spin, but her soft voice and 
gentle smile made me feel completely protected. 

Finally, she reached down and lifted me into her arms. She maneuvered me 
to her right hip, smiled at me, and kissed me again. It felt so right. I 
was at peace. "We better head down to breakfast little one. Everyone 
will be waiting for us." I smiled at her and kissed her cheek. She 
smiled back and then started to bounce me gently up and down. It felt so 
soothing. I closed my eyes and kept smiling. She laughed softly and then 
started walking out the door towards the dining area. 

When we made our entrance, everyone was already sitting at the table. 
Gundy saw our shirts and immediately got up and came over. "Awwww! He 
looks so adorable," she exclaimed and kissed my cheek. I looked over at 
Eva and she had a serious frown on her face. "Sis, Where did you get 
those T-shirts?" Gundy inquired. Brome smiled proudly and answered, "I 
have my ways." Eva said sarcastically, "Dream on!" Brome looked at her 
and gave her a wicked smile of her own. That smile surprised me. Inga 
and Gundy ignoring the last remarks shouted out simultaneously, "I want 
a matching set." 

Brome laughed and said, "Give me the boys name and I'll see what I can 
do." Inga and Gundy answered again simultaneously, "Jim!"  Both girls 
looked at each other and giggled. This time Brome had a serious frown on 
her face. She shook her finger at her sisters. "Gundy shot back, "He's 
not your property, Brome!" 'That's right!" Inga sarcastically added. For 
some reason I had a feeling T-shirts were going to become a major part 
of my wardrobe. 

Helga was the peacemaker as usual. She reminded everyone that they 
already had their turns with me and that they shouldn't be angry with 
Brome just because she was clever and innovative. That quieted the 
girls, but there were still a lot of frowns at the table. 

Brome allowed me to sit next to her and eat. I was happy to have my own 
place at the table and to be sitting next to the girl of my dreams. 
Breakfast was uneventful. The main topic was our night on the town. 
Helga told Brome to have me ready for dinner at 6:30PM. Brome informed 
me I was to wear my best shirt and slacks and Helga would iron them for 
me. That made me feel good. I was about to reemerge in the real world 
once more. During breakfast I found out the diner was owned by one of 
Helga's widowed girlfriends named Anna. She was excited and couldn't 
wait to meet me. I assumed they were very close. I wondered if she was 
another Amazon. I hoped not. Every so often I would glance at a very 
quiet Eva. She scowled at me. I knew she wasn't happy about the T-
shirts. I hope she wasn't too mad. I didn't like Eva mad. 

Inga seemed pretty happy this morning as she inquired, "What's the 
itinerary today Brome?" Brome looked around the table before she 
replied, "Nothing special, Jim and I are going to get better acquainted 
is all." That sounded good to me. Inga announced, "I know some special 
tricks to control him. If you want to know them, I'll tell you." I bent 
my head down. I hoped she wouldn't tell her about controlling my 
orgasms. I didn't think my body or mind could take that again. Brome 
looked at my cowed expression before replying, "I think I can figure out 
my own little tricks, but thanks anyway, Inga." Inga smiled. Gundy 
interrupted, "He likes pony rides." Brome smiled and looked at me as I 
looked at her sheepishly. "I know," she answered. 

Breakfast broke up soon after. I thought I would walk up with Brome 
hand-in-hand, but she had other ideas. I found myself on her hip once 
again. Gundy came over, looked at me, and said, "He likes that too 
Brome." "She smiled at her sister then looked at me and replied, "I 
know." Gundy followed Brome up. She was going to get my clothes so Helga 
could wash and iron them. "See ya later, Jim," she yelled as she went 
the other way at the top of the steps and disappeared into my room. I 
waved as Brome took us in the other direction. 

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True to her word we talked about the future after we entered her room. I 
found myself sitting on her lap staring into her eyes as she regarded me 
before she started to talk. "Jim, I like you very much." "And I like 
you," I replied. She smiled momentarily slowed, but then continued, "I 
want to see you after this week. Do you want to see me?" "Very much," I 
replied, "but what about Eva?" "Don't worry about her. You let me handle 
that," she said firmly. I bent my head and nodded yes. 

We were both quiet for a few seconds then Brome's supporting arm 
tightened around my body. She grabbed my jaw with her free hand and 
turned my head to look at her before she spoke. "Jim, I already asked 
you if you can live in my world. Let me ask you again.......Can you?" I 
swallowed hard, but gave the only answer that seemed possible to me. 
"Yes," I replied. "I am a very strong and dominant woman. I will not 
pretend otherwise. I have to be me. Do you understand?" "Yes," I said 
timidly. "Good! In my world women rule. That doesn't mean you have to be 
a slave or it will be unpleasant. Do you understand?" "Yes," I answered 
again. 

She smiled and her face softened. "My family is very dominant as are 
most of my friends. It will not be easy for you. But I will always be 
there to protect you.....remember that." I believed her totally and 
smiled. Then I thought of a question or two. "Will my life drastically 
change?" "It will change some," she answered. "What about my job and my 
dad. I would be so terribly embarrassed if he found about any of this." 
She thought a few seconds before she answered. "I am willing to make 
concessions as well. Everything will stay the same at your place of 
work. Your family need not know, but I can't guarantee your dad won't 
eventually find out. Can you live with that?" 

I stared a hole through the wall as I thought for a few seconds. My 
voice was soft but had no hint of uncertainty in it. "Your worth any 
risk," I replied. She smiled lovingly and then kissed me. It was a very 
dominant kiss. I didn't mind. 

We made love on the bed. Our bodies mingling between the sheets. She 
neither led or was led. It was the same for me. We made love urgently 
but gently. Each pleasing the other. Both waiting a very long time for 
this moment. My cares and worries about the future dissolving in a sea 
of pleasure and lust. It was definitely worth the wait. I knew together 
we could overcome any problem. More often then not, I would follow and 
she would lead. That was the way it was meant to be between us. I would 
give her my love and undying devotion. She would give me her love back 
and her strength. I would yield to her in many ways, but it was OK for 
we loved one another deeply, and till the end of time. 

We stretched out on the bed and rested when we needed to rest, and made 
passionate love when the fires of passion rekindled. Between bouts of 
love, I kissed her body, as she reclined peacefully, laying playful 
kisses on her breasts or other parts of her beautiful anatomy. She 
sighed and closed her eyes and moaned her pleasure. There was no need 
for words much of the time. Our cries of passion saying to the other 
what each needed to hear. Thus, we whiled away the morning hours 
oblivious to the outside world or time itself. In a very real sense time 
stood still for the two of us. It felt like we lived a lifetime in just 
a few hours and we both dropped off to a peaceful sleep, with my body 
wrapped in her strong arms, completely fulfilled. 

I  awoke first. I was still engulfed in her arms. For a moment, I closed 
my eyes and smiled as I felt her body near. Then I glanced at the clock. 
It was already 12:45PM. We had little time to get ready for lunch. I 
felt the pangs of hunger at that moment. I was really famished. My body 
had put in a full days work already and it needed some fuel. I turned 
and kissed her on the cheek. She opened her eyes and smiled at me. I 
felt the fires of passion rekindling. 

"It's twelve forty five," I said stroking her forehead lovingly. She 
just stared for a moment as my statement sank in. Then she threw the 
covers off and got up. "Let's hurry," she said, "I'll use the bathroom 
first." "We could use it together?" I countered. She laughed and 
replied, "Then we'll never make it to lunch." She used the bathroom 
first. I dressed back into my T-shirt and briefs. For some reason, it 
felt like we were a couple already. 

We walked hand-in-hand down to lunch. Everyone was quiet for a few 
seconds as they appraised us. Helga smiled and said knowingly, "You both 
look different?" We looked at each other and smiled. I could see Eva had 
folded her hands over her chest and was looking us over carefully. She 
had a fearsome scowl on her face. I couldn't keep her happy. It wasn't 
possible anymore. I began to wonder about the future again as we sat 
down to eat. 

"You'll find all your clothes washed and ironed, Jim," Helga announced. 
"Thank you, Mrs. Bromberg." "Now, now......Please call me Helga! I 
thought we settled that." I smiled and nodded. Helga regarded me for a 
few seconds then asked, "Tell me, Jim...... Did you enjoy your stay here 
with us?" "It was very different." "Are you being obtuse, Jim." "No, I 
like you and all your daughters very much. I guess, I'm still adjusting 
to your very beautiful, but forceful young daughters. They like to have 
there own way." All the girls laughed. "Then we can count on your 
discretion?" Helga inquired. I looked at her and said seriously, "I 
thought I was a member of the family?" "You are Jimbo!" Inga 
interjected. "When are you coming back?" Gundy asked. "I'll see you in 
New York, Jim," Eva said evily. 

Helga tapped her glass with her spoon. "Jim, you seem to have conquered 
my daughters. You must return and soon." "I don't think there is a man 
born that can conquer your daughters," I said jokingly, but I meant it. 
Everyone laughed including Eva. "As for my plans, I'll tell Brome when I 
know them. I have to talk with my dad to make my new position final, and 
then I can start setting up a business schedule." "Maybe, we just might 
visit you first," Gundy said smugly. "Now Gundy, the plans are just 
tentative," Helga reminded her daughter. That sounded ominous to me. I 
had visions dancing in my head again of my father and I having dinner in 
New York with the Brombergs. Maybe, the future wouldn't be so simple. 

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Fifteen minutes later Brome and I were in her room once more. She 
ushered me over to her sofa. I soon found myself perched on her lap 
again and she wanted to talk some more. "Jim, I know you like tall 
women." "I like you and you sisters. I really don't know any others." 
"What I'm trying to say, Jim, is that I can keep you happy." It dawned 
on me what she was trying to say. "I really can't stop your sisters from 
doing what ever they want to me." "I know, they're far too strong. I'll 
talk with them very soon. For now you still have to follow their 
orders." I lowered my head and nodded my understanding. 

She lifted my head up with her finger and I stared into her eyes as she 
spoke. "I'm not talking about with my permission, I'm talking about 
without my permission." "I would never cheat on you Brome." "Jim, your a 
very handsome man. Your a tall dominant woman's dream come true. I want 
you to remember my warning if your approached." "Brome I would 
never....." She stopped me before I could finish with her finger on my 
lips. "Jim, I'm sure there are times I will have to discipline you. 
After all, your just a man. I want you to know I will always punish you 
because I love you and I will let you know why I'm punishing you..... 
That's my promise to you." "How?" was all I could manage to get out. 

She smiled and said, "Do you remember the spanking Gundy gave you the 
other day and I came to the door?" I nodded yes. How could I forget it. 
"Your punishment will generally be spankings. I'm not cruel, but I am 
firm and I will be obeyed. Do you understand?" I nodded again. "Good! If 
you ever cheat on me. You will be punished very severely. I will do it 
because I love you." 

I put my arms around her shoulders and kissed her. She responded and we 
kissed for a long time. "Now that we've settled that. We can talk about 
some other more pleasant things," she said and smiled. "There are some 
advantages to having a powerful woman as your owner. I can give you 
pleasure beyond your wildest dreams. Pleasure an ordinary woman couldn't 
supply you." I thought this morning was pretty wonderful. "I know you 
like what a strong woman can do with your body. This afternoon, I'm 
going to play with that cute little body of yours. After all, life isn't 
all about discipline and hard work. It's about fun too." 

I smiled. The conversation was taking a turn for the better. "I know you 
like pony rides," she said in a lilting voice. I bent my head, a little 
bit ashamed. I did love them so. Brome got up with me in her arms and 
then turned around and put me back on the sofa. She walked to a wooden 
chair and brought it over. Curious, my eyes followed her every move. Her 
body had a very sexy sway to it. My heart started to pound as she 
provocatively placed her foot on the chair. She signaled for me to come 
over with her finger. I moved immediately. She effortlessly picked me up 
and placed me astride her thigh. "Gundy told me you like this one." 
Thank you Gundy, I said to myself. I closed my eyes as her thigh started 
to bounce me up and down. "I'm going to give you a nice long 
ride.....you deserve it little one." I smiled up at her and then closed 
my eyes again. 

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Eva sat on the sofa in her room as she dialed the phone. She was placing 
a long distance call to New York. She waited impatiently for her friend 
to answer. 

Eva:      "Marcy, it's Eva. How have you been?" 
Marcy:  "Eva, I'm fine. I've been waiting for you to call. How's my dominant 
friend doing?" 
Eva:      "I'm fine too. I'll be seeing you in a few days." 
Marcy:  "Your coming back to New York?" 
Eva:      "Ya, I leave tomorrow. I'll call you Wednesday when I'm 
             settled in. I have a surprise for you. 
Marcy:  "I bet it's a man." 
Eva:      "Of course, it's a man." Both girls laughed. 

Marcy:  "Guess what? Eddie's moved in with me." 
Eva:      "Your boyfriend's moved in with you. That's great! Now      
             you can properly train him." 
Marcy:  "I've already taught him a few tricks. He's a real fast 
             learner." 
Eva:      "You know, I don't care what Hannah says. Men can learn                
             fast if they have the right trainer. I can't wait to see 
             Eddie do some tricks." 
Marcy:  "How about your stud, Eva?" 
Eva:      "No mine's not completely broken in yet. I'm going to give  
            him a week or two of intensive training when I get to             
            New York. I want his dick to stand at attention when I snap 
            my fingers." 
Marcy:  "Ha ha! Come on Eva, That's not possible." 
Eva:      "Sure it is! I'll prove it to you. When I train em, 
they're completely mine." 

Marcy:  "Is he good looking?" 
Marcy still shaking her head at Eva's last statement. 
Eva:      Eva rolled her eyes at her girlfriends outlandish question. 
             "Of course, he's handsome. He's 5'6'' 130 pounds. Just the     
            way I like them." 
Marcy:  "god Eva! You'll squash the poor guy in bed." 
Eva:      No! I won't. He's perfect!......you'll see." 
Marcy:  "Is he Swedish?" 
Eva:      "He's from New York. His name is Jim Preston and he's an 
             executive. Marcy, This guy may be the one." 
Marcy:  "Mine too!" 
Eva:      "Then we can have a double wedding. We can carry them 
          both down the aisle." Both girls laughed again. 

Eva:      Eva got serious. "This may cause some problems with 
my family."  
Marcy: With your mom?" 
Eva:      "My sister Brome." 
Marcy:  "You too are close." 
Eva:      "I know. The whole families in love with him. Even my mom likes him." 
Marcy:  "As a lover?"              
Eva:  "No, not that way. At least, I don't think....." 
Marcy:  Marcy interupted her friend, "Oh! The conventions in ten               
             days don't forget."  
Eva:      "I did forget. Now I can attend. Great! Will take the 
             guys. I know Jim will just love it!" Both girls laughed 
             once again. 

Eva       "Oh Marc, I almost forgot. Can I use that cabin of yours in 
             upstate New York for a week? I want the training sessions 
             to be as private as possible. I'm sure my sister will be                                
             looking for me." 
Marcy:  "No problem! Anything for my best friend!" 
Eva:      "Thanks! See ya Wednesday!" 
Marcy:  "See ya!" 

Eva hung up the phone, put her feet up on the sofa, and smiled broadly. 
Her plan was taking shape. Jim would be all hers in a couple of days. 
She'd have to get Jim to take at least another week off though. She 
needed to start his intensive training immediately. His dad did own the 
company. It shouldn't be too difficult for him to get another week off. 
Then her thoughts got very serious and the smile left her face. She 
thought of her sister for a second or two. Sorry Brome, but all's fair 
in love and war. 

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I was one happy camper. My first pony ride lasted twenty minutes. It was 
the best ride I ever had. Brome added sound effects just like Eva and 
Gundy. It was all just to much for PJ. Eventually, I had a little 
accident. Brome laughed and laughed. She couldn't believe she could get 
me to cum by just having me sit on her thigh and bounce me up and down, 
but I was a leg man through and through. 

After a short break, pony ride two started. I enjoyed it although pony 
ride one was my all time favorite. I closed my eyes and gave in again to 
the wonderful sensations. My pony girl was a dream come true for a tall 
woman worshipper like myself. I couldn't believe my luck. Just a few 
short days ago, I thought no tall woman would have anything to do with 
me and just a few short days later everything had changed. I had struck 
the mother lode. 

Eventually, the pony rides ended. Brome had a much more extensive 
repertoire then any of the other girls. That fact made me very happy. I 
looked forward to many pony rides in the future. As I reclined on 
Brome's bed recovering from the fun and games, Brome changed into some 
jogging attire and her jogging shoes. I looked at her a little 
perplexed. 

She smiled and said, "We're going jogging." "Great! I'll change and be 
ready in a sec." I exclaimed. She laughed. "Don't bother honey. Your 
coming, but I'll be doing all the jogging." It took a second to dawn on 
me what she meant. I was going along for the ride on her back. I knew 
better than to argue. I stood up and jumped on. 

We had been jogging for about ten minutes. Or rather I should say Brome 
had been jogging for ten minutes. Her strides were free and easy and she 
didn't seem to notice my weight at all. We were headed up to the lake 
again. I was happy about that. I really loved that lake. It reminded me 
of a lake I spent a lot of time at back in upstate New York when I was a 
kid. 

Every so often Brome would say she needed some energy and I would give 
her a peck on the cheek. She would speed up for a time after each kiss. 
I was wondering if there were any limits to any of these girls. They all 
were truly incredible and Brome could give any of the other girls a run 
for their money. I was really proud of my tall muscle maiden. As she ran 
in the hot Swedish sunshine, I remembered telling my dad I wanted to do 
some jogging on my vacation. I could never have imagined I would be 
jogging like this. 

We made the lake and sat down and soaked our feet in the cold clear 
water. From time to time, I would reach over and give her a kiss. As I 
stared out across the water, I wished my vacation would never end. I 
could spend an eternity alone with Brome. I was glad the last day, with 
the Bromberg's, was spent with her. We sat there and made plans for the 
future. I told her I would call her as soon as I reached New York. She 
told me she would be in New York as soon as she could cancel some things 
and line up a shoot or two. Brome said she planned to stay indefinitely 
in New York. That made me even happier.. 

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Helga was sitting in the parlor when Inga walked in. Inga could tell her 
mom was deep in thought. "Is everything OK, momma?" "Yes dear, I was 
just sitting here thinking about Max." "Mom, you should think about 
getting out more. Maybe, start seeing some one. Your only forty four." 
Helga regarded her daughter. "You know, I was just thinking the same 
thing. I loved your father very much, but maybe it's time." 

Inga thought about the small town they lived in. "Is there anyone here 
you fancy?" "Not really.....There's Olaf, but he's a little fat don't 
you think?" "Way too fat mom." Inga thought for a few seconds as Helga 
just sat there smiling at her daughter. "Maybe we should go to Stockholm 
for a fortnight. It would really be an adventure," Inga suggested. Her 
mom smiled, but didn't answer immediately. "We could find some little 
guys of our own to bring back. It would be nice not to count on Eva and 
Brome all the time, " Inga added. 

Helga gave her daughter a strange look. There was something she wanted 
to suggest. "I was thinking of going to New York with you and Gundy. 
Would you like that?" "Oh yes momma! Let's go! We could all use the 
trip. Maybe, we could meet some American men like Jim. We could visit 
him there. It will be a real adventure." "Helga laughed and then told 
her daughter, "There's something I've never told you." "What momma?" 
"Although, I like small men to play with. I could never marry one. After 
Max, I need a bigger man." 

Inga smiled, recognition spreading across her face. "Do you have someone 
in mind, momma?" "Not really, but did you know Jim's dad is 6'0''and 190 
pounds. He sounded very nice on the phone." "If he's anything like his 
son. He'd have to be perfect," Inga offered. "Oh! What would he want 
with an old war horse like me with models running about all over the 
place?" "Nonsense momma, Your awesome! He'd fall for you...I'm sure." 
"Jim says he's very independent and headstrong. He always gets his way. 
He's a captain of Industry," Helga said with uncertainty in her voice. 
"You could tame him, momma, with one hand tied behind your back. He 
doesn't know he needs a strong forceful woman.......just like all men." 

Both women were quiet for a second. Then Inga laughed and put her arm 
around her mothers shoulder. "Just think momma. We could have the 
Prestons over all the time, Jim for the rest of us and his dad for you. 
It would be heaven." "I don't know, Brome looks pretty serious about 
Jim," Helga cautioned. "I know momma, but she'll share. She's one of 
us." "You mean a Bromberg?" her mother asked. "That too, but I mean a 
dominant woman." Both women laughed. 

Helga thought a few seconds more then made up her mind. "OK! Will go and 
see what happens. I hope I remember how to  woo a man?" her mom said 
shaking her head. "That's easy mom just make a muscle. He'll faint. If 
that doesn't work do what I do. "What's that dear?" "Wrestle with him 
till he surrenders." Both women laughed again. 

Helga felt better. Talking with Inga always did that. "OK, go run and 
tell Gundy. I'll see what arrangements I can make." "Gundy will flip. 
She's always wanted to go to a really big city," Inga said excitedly. 
Inga got up to go, but turned to her mother and asked cautiously, 
"Should we ask Eva or Brome?" Her mother laughed. "Dear daughter, I'm 
sure they'll already be there when we arrive." Inga shook her head in 
acknowledgment and then took off to tell Gundy. 

Helga smiled and felt relieved that she made a decision. I'm not sure it 
will work out with Jim's dad, but why not give it a try she thought. 
Besides, her and the girls needed a vacation away from the house and 
Inga would have to really start training seriously in a month or two. It 
was perfect timing. Then she thought of Jim. Would it be an intrusion on 
his life? She shook her head and thought no. After this week, Jim's life 
will never be the same again anyway. Her two oldest daughters would see 
to that. 

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Brome and I stayed at the lake for two hours. The time seemed to fly by. 
It always does when your with someone special. We didn't notice the time 
till it was almost too late. The sun was getting low in the sky and we 
had to hurry back. Actually, Brome hurried. I had a free ride. We went 
right upstairs and changed. It felt good to be in my own clothes. I felt 
like a new man. I was in a very good mood. Brome had seen to that. I was 
almost sad I was leaving in the morning, but I knew I would be seeing 
Brome soon enough. 

The family met right at the front door. We were taking two cars. Brome, 
Helga and I were going in my rental and the other three sisters were 
going in the family car. It almost felt funny to be going somewhere. I 
had been confined to the house for over a week. It took about twenty 
minutes to get to the restaurant. It was on the other side of town. I 
noticed it wasn't a very big place and wasn't very crowded. "Swedes 
liked to eat at home," Helga remarked. It was very rough for her friend 
to make a go of the place. 

We waited for Helga's other daughters before we went in. When Gundy 
arrived her first remark astonished me, "Can I carry Jim in, mom?" 
"Today, he still belongs to Brome, dear." "Awww! Shoot! Gundy said 
dejectedly. Brome looked at me and said, "Jim, do you remember when I 
said you would have to adjust?" I nodded. "We'll this is Helga's friend 
and we do things a little differently here. You can carry him in Gundy." 
"Yahoo!" 

Gundy reached for me like I was the last jelly donut at a weight 
watchers convention. Before I knew what was happening, I was on Gundy's 
hip and she was carrying me in her preferred style like a small child. 
After Gundy had secured me, the group casually walked to the front door 
and entered the restaurant. People were staring as we walked by. The 
women had found yet another level of shame for me to endure. I tried to 
avoid the looks of the curious as we went by. I was glad I didn't know a 
soul. Gundy had a proud smile on her face and the other woman looked as 
if this was an everyday occurrence. 

A woman saw us enter and hurried over. "Helga, it's good to see you and 
your daughters again. And this must be the little man I heard so much 
about." She tweaked my cheek and added, "He's adorable." I tried to take 
it in stride. But everyone was looking our way. I wanted to crawl in a 
hole and die. I appraised my new tormentor. She was taller than me maybe 
5'10'' or 5'11''. I was introduced and her name was Anna. Like most 
women in Sweden she had a distinct Nordic look, Light skin, broad cheek 
bones, and big boned. She was blond of course. I wondered if Brunets 
were killed at birth or given up for adoption. You just didn't see any. 

Anna escorted us over to a cozy little corner of the restaurant. There 
was one table there and not too much of a crowd nearby. I was happy 
about that. "The usual Helga?" Anna suggested. Helga nodded. I guess I 
didn't have to worry about ordering. "Do you want the special chair?" 
Helga looked over at Brome. Brome nodded yes. Anna smiled and said, "I 
brought it special just in case." She quickly moved off to get the 
chair. I didn't like the sound of that, but I was already seated. I 
thought I was safe. 

My worst fears were realized when she came back. It was an oversized 
high chair. Gundy got up to place me in the seat. "I'll do that!" Brome 
said. Gundy stopped, looked at her sister, and sat down. Brome grabbed 
my wrist and we went over to the chair. She bent down a little stared 
into my eyes and asked me, "Your not going to make a scene are you?" I 
had to look sad and embarrassed, but I managed to say, "No." She picked 
me up and effortlessly put me in the high chair. Everyone at the nearby 
tables watched and laughed. I was glad I didn't understand Swedish. 

Brome fed me the rack of lamb. It was very good. I kept my eyes low and 
didn't look around the restaurant too much. Anna came over, from time to 
time, and I was usually the topic of conversation. She kept commenting 
how well behaved American men were. Gundy and Inga informed Anna about 
the trip to America the family was planning. The evening sure went down 
hill fast. 

After the meal, Brome came over and picked me up much to Gundy's 
chagrin. She looked me in the eye and asked, "You OK!" I'll live," I 
replied." She smiled and then kissed me before we walked out the door. I 
just buried my head in her shoulder as the group walked to the cars. 

Brome walked me right upstairs and in to my room. "It's going to be a 
long day tomorrow. You can pack and get a good night sleep. OK?" 
"Thanks," I replied, "I need a good nights sleep." We kissed and she 
started to walk out, but turned to say, "I'll go to the airport with 
you. We can talk some more." "I'd like that," I replied. 

I was alone in my room. I wanted to keep busy. I didn't want to go over 
the whole week in my mind, not tonight anyway. I took a nice long 
shower, packed, and fell into a fitful sleep. Several hours passed and 
my sleep deepened. 

Something grabbed me. I didn't know where I was for a second as my mind 
tried to clear and crawl back up from sleep. I felt my body being pulled 
across the bed. I couldn't make out who it was in the dark. I tried to 
cry out, but there was a hand over my mouth. I struggled, but someone 
had me in an unbreakable grip. My body was pulled off the bed onto the 
floor. I felt legs snake high up around my chest. 

"Don't struggle little one. It won't do you a bit of good." I recognized 
the voice in the dark. It was Eva. "I'm going to put you to sleep and 
then were going for a little ride." I tried to yell for help, but the 
hand over my mouth was still there. Then I felt the pain as her legs 
tightened around my tortured chest. As she held my mouth with her hand, 
she pinched my nostrils shot with her thumb and forefinger. Her legs 
prevented my chest from expanding and taking in air as well.  I couldn't 
breath or scream and the pain kept mounting.   I panicked, but she held 
me fast. I struggled but slowly blackness came into my mind and replaced 
the panic and then I lost consciousness. 

When Eva realized I was unconscious, she removed her hand from my mouth 
and replaced it with her lips. She kissed my lips hard, repositioned her 
legs around my waist, and then she squeezed me even tighter with her 
legs. Her kiss was long and passionate even though I was unconscious. It 
was a kiss of complete dominance and elation. After the kiss, in her 
excitement she licked my face. It was like a predator after a kill 
marking it's prey. Finally, Eva let go of her hold, rose, and turned the 
lamp on. She looked down at my defeated body and smiled. She reached 
down and lifted me up onto her shoulder. She walked over to the door, 
opened it quietly, and peered into the hall. Everything was quiet. Eva 
went back and picked up the suitcase and then said very quietly, "Let's 
go little one. New York awaits!" She then carried me very quietly down 
stairs to the car. 

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I woke up and it was morning. I couldn't move very well my hands 
wouldn't work and I couldn't talk. I could move with difficulty and 
raised my body enough to see scenery flying past the window. "Well your 
up sleepy head," I heard Eva say in a cheery voice. I turned slightly 
and could see Eva was driving. 

As I regained consciousness, I realized a ball or something similar was 
in my mouth and a strap held it in place which circled my head and was 
tied in the back. I couldn't talk, the gag neatly prevented that. I new 
it was the kind of device Eva was famous for. My arms hurt terribly. 
They were bound behind my back and bent up in a painful position. They 
were tied into place by a nylon stocking which wound around my neck and 
secured my arms in that awkward position. I tried not to move too much 
or the pain increased. 

"Don't move little one, just listen. We're going to New York. I got us 
booked on an earlier flight than yours. When we get to the airport. I'll 
untie you." "Mmmmpfff!" I said. Eva giggled and continued. "I'm going to 
hold your hand all the way to New York. If your a bad little boy, you'll 
feel pain. So don't try anything." I remembered her powerful grip she 
used on me when we ate. Eva was on a roll she continued to talk. 
"Besides, what are you going to say? That the big strong woman 
overpowered you and is kidnapping your weak little bod. That would be 
pretty embarrassing wouldn't it. Can you see your father reading that in 
the newspaper?" 

I lowered my head in thought. Eva smiled at me, she was enjoying my 
frustration. She was right though. I could never live that down. What 
did she want with me? I couldn't even ask with the gag in my mouth. 
"Don't worry little one. I'm not going to hold you for ransom. We're 
gong to your apartment for awhile then I want you to meet some friends 
of mine. I'll let you go after that." Eva lied with her last statement, 
but she wanted his cooperation for the airplane flight. Once she got Jim 
to New York, he was hers she thought. She pulled the car over for a 
second and then stuffed me down on the floor in the front of the car. "I 
don't want anyone seeing you. I'll untie you when we get to the 
airport." She kissed my head and then we were off again. Eva smiled as 
she drove, and said to herself, this is going to be easier then I 
thought. 

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Brome came running downstairs. Her mother had just started breakfast in 
the kitchen. Helga could see the panic in her daughters face. "Mom he's 
gone and so is Eva." Her mother stared at her for a few seconds letting 
the words sink in. "Eva's kidnapped him. I'm sure of it." "Now Brome, 
you can't be sure. Maybe, they went to town for something," her mother 
said trying to calm her daughter down. "I just called the airline. Eva 
has two tickets in her name for a flight to New York in thirty minutes." 

Helga stopped what she was doing and looked at her daughter more 
seriously this time. "What's she up to?" Helga inquired. "She wants him 
mom. You know he won't be able to resist her. She's too strong and too 
clever. She'll break him if I don't get there and stop her." "Your going 
to New York?" "I can get a flight out till late tomorrow. I love him 
mom." Helga looked at her daughters panicked expression. She didn't know 
what would happen if Brome found Eva. She thought she better be there. 

"Get four tickets Brome. We're all going to New York. Maybe, I haven't 
been the best parent raising you kids alone for the last seven years, 
but I'll make this right some how." Brome looked at her mom. Maybe, it 
was best she came along. She went over and hugged her mom and then 
kissed her on the cheek. Helga started to issue orders as she took her 
apron off. "Fill your sisters in. Tell them to pack for a couple of 
weeks." Brome took off, but Helga called to her. "Brome, remember she's 
your sister." "I could just kill her mom. If she harms him." "She won't, 
she wants him too," Helga responded. "Now off with you. I'll call Olaf 
and have him watch the horses." The whole house was a flurry of activity 
as the girls prepared to fly to New York.