Oriental Return
By Crossmanx at - crossmanx@hotmail.co.uk - comments and ideas welcome.
A return from trip away deserves a celebration, with family!

A follow on to Oriental Surprise, Oriental Servitude, Oriental Escape &
Oriental Reunion - as with this story and all others, inspired by Viv.

Oriental Return

It was quite early in the morning when the sound of a large vehicle moving
slowing in the distance and the clattering and rattling of refuse bins started
to fill the air. The sound soon reached the ear of the young lad that was
laying on his bed in his restless state, the noise was quick to fill his head
and bringing him out of his much needed sleep, 'Shit!' His 'room' was not the
most comfortable of places to rest in and rest to build his strength up, to
repair his damaged body was what he needed.

With the noise outside getting louder and the busy rubbish collectors
chatting, laughing and adding to the racket the lads sleep was finally broken
and he was now fully awake. His name was, Ah, a bright, oriental, young man,
someone who had been brought up in some of the most wonderful, exciting
cities, religions and countries in the Far East. A youth who had had a loving,
caring and upstanding Father but who also had a cruel, dominate and spiteful
Mother, and a Mother who was responsible for the death, murder of his Father!

The 'incident' wasn't something that he had seen, or could even prove, but Ah
knew that Jia, his Mother, had killed his Father, he just 'knew it!' But now
all he had to do was find the evidence to prove it and at the same time take
his revenge, make her suffer and make her pay for what she had done!

The woman that all these negative thoughts where aimed at was Jia, she was a
woman with a past, a woman who may or may not have had something to do with
her former husband's 'unfortunate' death. A woman who when this was dared to
be mentioned just grinned, said nothing, but made sure the person who had
brought the subject up never done that again! What was known about Jia was she
was a strong woman, both physically and mentally, a woman who had the sort of
body that could control a man, easily. Either by dominating him and hurting
him with her strong body or by seducing and stimulating her pray with her
sensual body! Whichever she chose to use, there was no escaping Jia.

She was an older, attractive oriental woman, originally from China, but even
that wasn't known for sure, she was a woman who had travelled all over the Far
East and surrounding area. Had lived in China, Malaysia, Singapore, Thailand
and had taken something from of all these exotic places and rolled them up
into the woman she was today. With all this travelling, she had also picked up
knowledge of Far East politics, customs, culture and food, she was a woman of
some knowledge. She's also picked up a few local skills, everything from
origami to cooking and martial arts to kickboxing! She was the full oriental
woman, everything you thought, wanted in an Asian woman rolled into one, was
she the perfect Far East woman?

This 'perfect' woman was 40, but again and knowing Jia that might not be
totally correct! All that you could be sure of was what you saw, what you
could see with your own eyes and that was an attractive woman, quiet stunning
in fact. She was petite, but if you 'knew' her you shouldn't be fooled by
that, she was strong, with her lovely face and dark hair that was sometime
worn up in a bun.

But this woman had two sides, the petite, attractive older woman, who was well
travelled, intelligent, polite, loyal, loving and caring, the none smoker who
just wanted to have a man to look after and somewhere where she could feel
safe and loved. This was the woman, that her current husband Eric had fallen
in love with during their whirlwind romance after meeting her on that Asian
Bride website. The woman with the sorry past who's previous husband had died
suddenly and she had been left with nothing.

Then there was the other side to Jia, the mature oriental woman, the
good-looking woman, the sexy woman, the compact, strong, powerhouse of a
woman, the woman that was confident and in control. The woman that Eric had
married and after he'd signed over all his property and wealth to make her
feel secure, as he loved her, then had changed. Now the domineering woman, who
liked to smoke big cigars, dress in tight leather and use her martial arts
skills to beat her man after she found a speck of dust telling her the Eric
had not done his chores properly!

This was the Jia of now and today, she'd got herself away from the Far East,
after her unfortunate husband's 'mysterious' death and found someone new to
'support' her! After gaining the attention of Eric on an Asian Brides website
and having made contact with him, she knew this man was one of those who was
desperate to get himself a wife to share the rest of his life and retirement
with. So, she went to work on him, he was wealth enough, and in a position
where she could send him back to work to keep the money coming in. He was also
stupid enough to fall for her hard luck story and sign over all his wealth
just so that she would feel secure in the future, what a mug he had been
(Reader may wish to read the previous Jia stories Oriental Surprise, Oriental
Servitude, Oriental Escape & Oriental Reunion).

And when he had signed it all over Jia had changed, out came those wretched
cigars that Eric hates, out came the leather outfits that Jia loved to wear
and out came the woman's true domineering character. Things had certainly
changed for Eric, but still deep down he clung onto the hope that maybe Jia
would change back to the woman he'd first met, after all he did love her, and
as he had signed everything over to her he was also now dependent on her!

It was a normal Saturday morning in Jia's home, not Eric's but Jia's now, well
as normal as can be expected. Upstairs in the main bedroom Jia was awake she
looked over at the clock and could see that breakfast would be ready soon so
made her way over to the en-suite to have her shower. Downstairs and Eric had
been awake for a while now and was getting through his list of chores, which
of course included making breakfast.

Outside in the garage was Ah, Jia's Son, who was now fully wake and lying
there, thinking! After his Father's death and Mother disappearance he'd spent
a long time tracking the woman down who he was sure of causing his Father's
death, his Mother! Going from country to country, having just missed her here
and there and following up on a few more 'mysterious' deaths of men that had
been reportedly close to his Mother! After all this he had tracked Jia down to
where she lived with 'this' husband, Eric.

The lad had made himself known, made his accusations and come to get his
revenge, but his plan had not gone as he expected or hoped. Jia had beat him,
even if he was her own Son, she didn't like to be accused by anyone and so he
got what he deserved. His body had been broken, bruised and beat, Jia had
dragged him into the garage and locked the lad in there, it would be his
temporary home while the woman decided what to do with him.

Eric was charged with looking after Ah, another task to add to his list of
chores. Meantime Jia and her older Sister Cia and younger Sister Xia had had a
family meeting to decide what needed to be done. Over the following couple of
weeks while Ah recovered and his body started its long healing process the lad
seemed to become meek and submissive. Gone was the anger and the attitude,
there seemed to be no more stubbornness or sense of revenge in him, had Jia's
beating of her Son worked? Had the woman pounded his anger out of him, had she
broken him, yes, his bones had broken but had she broken his spirit, his
hostility for her?

The three Sister's where not sure and Ah, if they were to keep him around,
would need to be carefully 'supervised' to make sure he was indeed 'broken!'
As he had been 'good' so far Eric had been tasked with putting a bed into the
garage for the lad. A small comfort for him and then a week later an old
mattress was also dragged in for the ... ... Well Eric though that Ah was more
like a prisoner than anything else, even if Jia did refer to him as 'the
guest!' Eric never heard her say the word 'Son' almost as if she didn't want
to acknowledge that fact. But even prisoner was the wrong word, Ah was locked
in the garage for most of the time, but he did go out into the garden and do
odd things here and there. But each night he went back in the garage, but any
determined person could have got out of there, and once Eric had even left the
garage unlocked and Ah was still there the next day!

So, Eric also had his doubts, so did Jia, she knew about the unlocked door,
and wondered why her Son had not escaped, she would of course punish Eric for
this later when she was sure about Ah's intension, but for now she'd keep all
this close to her curvy chest. But for now, Ah seemed to be submissive now and
there was some brief conversations that the pair, Eric and Ah, had, with each
word being repeated back to Jia of course. Most of the lad's injuries where
all cleared up now, even the arm that Jia had swung her leg around and
mercilessly into, as it lay across the solid wood door frame was well on its
way back to full recovery.

So today was another day, Ah laying on his bed, waiting, thinking. Eric in the
kitchen preparing breakfast and Jia upstairs having just come out of the
shower and dressed ready for the day. She was about to make her way out of the
bedroom and down towards the kitchen, but stopping at the bed to look down at
the young lad that lay there asleep. He was the boy from next door, the lad
that had become her boy toy, her lover and the lad that had entertained her
all last night.

He'd done a good job and deserved to rest, Jia's hand reached down and ruffled
through his hair, he was her 'Puppy' and it was a name that suited the lad. He
was always very pleased to see her, an excited boy who couldn't wait to jump
all over her and lick away at her. And just like any good dog, Puppy always
had a bone that he was happy to share with her!

Jia ruffled Puppy's hair, he was half awake, then she grabbed hold tight and
yanked the lad upwards. She pulled hard, and up he came, up he scrabbled until
Jia was able to lean forward and kiss him, her way of saying 'good morning!'
With the kiss done she let go, Puppy fell back down into the bed and Jia
picked up her bag and left, it was time for breakfast.

In the kitchen, the bag was dropped on the floor and Jia sat at the table
ready for her breakfast to be served to her. It was now that Eric guessed that
his wife would be going away for a while and a passing comment told him she
was indeed going back to, well she didn't say where just back to the Far East
for a 'visit!' Eric had guessed that she was off on a trip as soon as she
walked into the kitchen, not just by the bag, but by the way she was dressed.
The new high heeled red boots, that made her look much taller, the black
leather trousers that clung to her well-formed arse and white frilly blouse.
She was dressed to be noticed, to look classy and also have that look of being
in charge, being the boss. But most of all to look sexy and she did look that.

Eric guessed this trip was to do with Jia's growing online Asian Bride
'business!' After getting her hooks into Eric, having married him and tricked
him into signing all his wealth over to her, Jia had had an idea. Eric was in
a good position at work, in his firm, where he was involved in investments,
mostly in the Far East markets. He had the opportunity to introduce fellow
unmarried, hardworking, wealth men to his wife's own Asian Bride business!
Which seem like a good idea as it was through a similar site that Jia had
originally met Eric. So now through her own site, Jia would find the 'right'
bride for the right wealth man!

So far things were going well, she had arranged two, no three, of her cousins
to meet wealthy investors, and the wedding planning was all going along
nicely. Once the weddings where over and the women had completely wound the
men around their fingers. Plus of course, the house, bank accounts and such
like had all been put into the wives' names, the table would then be turned.
At that point, a dominant Asian woman would appear, with her skill of
manipulation now out in the open and her talent for beating a man ready to be
shown to its fullest. That would be the day the men found out that these
marriages where not all they had hoped they would be! Eric's job was to supply
the names of wealthy men and get the ball rolling, then Jia would find the
right cousin for the 'job!' and everyone would live happily ever after!

The only disappointment with this, was with Jia's Sister's, the younger Xia
had already had a mishap! Kurt who had been lined up for Xia had had an
'accident' just before the wedding, Eric thought there was more to this
though. But at least now Xia was on track with Victor, for the moment! Eric
still had his doubt as he had an unnerving felling that Xia quite liked Eric,
now that could be bad, even fatal, in more than one way! As for Cia, the
oldest of the Sister's she hadn't been impressed with the choices that Eric
had made so far, she was after someone with more power, more money and for
Eric's sake he'd better find a man with more. Before his Sister-in-Law took
hold of Eric and made him ... .. less!

After breakfast and Jia gave Eric his instruction for whiles she was away 'on
business', conformation she was going to see some more of her female relatives
'back home' who were ready to take a wealth husband! Or was that ready to own
a wealth husband? So, Eric had better get working on some more names of wealth
men ready for her return! He was also left instruction that her Sisters where
in charge, the house 'guest', her Son Ah, was to be kept feed and watered and
when the boy upstairs had recovered he was to be sent on his way, Eric hated
that part. Jia took out one of her cigar, lit it, dropped the match on the
floor and drew deeply on it. She then blow the smoke in Eric's direction, a
last farewell and something for him to remember her by! Along with the laugh
she gave him as she looked at his screwed-up face as the 'fowl' smoke wafted
around him.

No matter how he tried to get use to the smell and taste of cigar smoke he did
hate it, which just made Jia enjoy smoking them even more. The sexy older
Asian woman picked up her bag and left, outside on the driveway she headed
towards her car, bag in the boot and it was off to the airport "HEY!" Jia
looked around a bit shocked at being shouted at, there was the man from next
door, the Father of her faithful Puppy. He was going on about something but
she wasn't listening "Oh you, Stop! Where's my Son he should be back at sch
... ... " SMACK!

'Oh you!' that was no way to speak to her, the petite Asian woman drove her
clenched fist across his face, a harsh backhand that stopped him in his track
and silenced the taller man with one strike. The man shook his head, all he'd
come here to do was to check on his ... ... SMACK! OOOWWWHHH! There was
another driving blow across his face, another hard, sharp blow pounding into
his head. The man, Puppy's Father staggered backwards as Jia drew on the cigar
in her mouth and, THUD! OOOOHHHHH!

She took the cigar out, took a sharp intake of breath, blow out the smoke and
sent her boot into the man. It flew into his groin, there was a high pitch
whimper at the stunning blow as the man shuddered in such agony. He bent over
and held himself, in a halfway up, halfway down stance, holding himself in the
best position he could to deal with the pain, CRACK! The pointy end of Jia's
other boot now shot into the man's kneecap, making his wobble and then fall
down to the floor, she'd teach him for talking to her in such a rude manner!
The woman's boots now went to work, but this was a job that Jia enjoyed, using
her boots on a man was always a joy and as she set about this man, she was
really having fun!

Inside the house and Eric was at the window taking a sneaky peek out into the
driveway where the man from next door was getting a good kicking from the
smaller oriental woman. If he was being honest, even with himself, Eric was a
bit jealous, he was envious of the man getting all that attention from Jia, he
was resentful of the fact that his wife was out there with this other man and
not with him. Even if Jia's boots where hammering the man, Eric couldn't help
but be envious.

Having given her boots a good work out the woman now reached down and grabbed
onto the man by his hair, the smaller woman showed her surprising strength by
yanking him cruelly upwards. As he came up she drove her knee into his body,
several times, his chest, his gut, his groin. Then once up, the cigar went
back into her sweet mouth, her hand grabbed the man and OOOOHHHH! THUD! She
grabbed, turned, twisted and took the taller man off his feet and throw him
down, hard into the gravel driveway. Slamming him face first into the grit of
the floor.

As the man from next door went down Eric could see two very good reason to
slip away from the window and out of sight, walking into the driveway was
another two oriental women, Xia and Cia, Jia's Sisters. Finding their Sister
beating up a bigger man in the driveway to her house might surprise some
women, but not these two, this was almost normal for this group of Sister's!
Xia and Cia lived close by in a house that had been brought for, and Eric's
money had been used for, the Sister's to stay in while they found 'suitable'
husbands. A quite lovely house that had been turned into two stylish
apartments for the women, again at Eric's expense.

These apartments were an extra 'pleasure' for Eric, as they were added to his
list of chores, to clean and maintaining them for his Sister's-in-Law. If he
was unfortunately to turn up at either apartment and the ladies where in at
the time, it normally meant he would be on the receiving end of another
beating. Jia didn't mind at all, he may be her property but the Sister did
share men, so they could all overpower, dominate and beat them. So that was
fine and Eric did get beat badly by both Cia and Xia. But every time he got a
beating off of Xia, Eric had this strange feeling that the younger Sister ...
. 'liked' him a little bit. He wasn't sure as Xia did still hit him, hurt him,
hurt him bad and beat him bad, but still there was a look she had and he
couldn't get rid of the idea that she 'liked' him, maybe, just a little bit!

Back at the house and Eric couldn't resist a last crafty look out the window
from upstairs, the three women were talking, the man from next door was still
being held by his hair by Jia and was dragged partly up off the floor. The
conversation between the women didn't take long, Jia handed over the hurt man
to her Sister Cia who now hauled the bedraggled man alone and towards the side
of the house, obviously heading for the gate that lead to the rear garden.
Just before that Jia had flicked her cigar into the mans drained face as she
'handed him over' and now Eric's wife got into her car and was heading off.
That left the younger Sister Xia, she was heading inside the house, where Eric
was!

In the garage at the rear of the garden Ah was stood on a well-constructed
pile of boxes and such like so he could see out of the high window that looked
back onto the garden and the rear of the house. The lad could hear the car at
the front being driven off and had seen his Mother in the kitchen earlier with
her travel bag. So, putting two and two together he reckons she was off on a
trip somewhere, and he had an idea where! But that was fine with him, it gave
him more time.

But for now, he looked on and has seen that his Aunts had arrived at the
house, the lad could see Aunty Cia drag a man, who he didn't know, by his hair
into the rear of the garden and then proceeded to beat the hell out of him.
Using her fists to hurt the man, drop him down to the ground then use her legs
to grip, squeeze and punish him, until she broke him! Ah could see that cool,
unflinching look on Aunty Cia's face, she had obviously not lost any of her
normal 'charm', she could be a right ... ... ! Also, Ah had seen his other
Aunt, Aunty Xia, through the large rear patio doors of the house, Ah could
make out Aunty Xia 'playing' with Eric, his Mother's new husband. He could see
her slap the man, punch him, kick and hit Eric. Even from this distance Ah
could make out the beaming smile on Xia face, almost as if she was enjoying
this a bit too much, or was it that Xia liked Eric a bit too much?

Ah carried on watching for a little while longer, he watched as Cia grabbed
her man and throw him, his cut face that had landed on the gravel driveway was
now slammed into the flower bed. Followed by her boot driving into the back of
his head to bury it further into the ground. Inside the house and Xia was also
enjoying herself, her left boot went high catching Eric across the top of his
head, enough to make him flinch and stagger backwards. She smiled as she now
jumped up, high, really high, slamming her body into his, knocking Eric over
and onto his back. With Xia ending up sat on the man's chest and pinning him
to the floor, now with an even bigger smile on her face.

In the garage, Ah climbed down off of the boxes and sat on his bed, he rolled
his injured arm around, it felt OK, so much better now. But it would take a
couple more weeks before he was fully recovered and ready, ready to make his
move, so for now all he had to do was wait, and why not wait here, close to
where his Mother would be!

Jia's trip took a bit longer than expected, it over two weeks before she was
on her way back. It had been a successful trip she had done quite a bit of
'work' on her business venture 'Perfect Asian Brides.com'. She liked that
name. Jia had been in regular contact with Eric and business was always first,
he'd even emailed his wife an up-to-date list of potential 'husbands' and how
wealthy they were. Jia was quite impressed, Eric had done a good job, maybe
she would reward him for this, maybe!

But Jia had done a lot of work herself and so she had rewarded herself, with
that nice lad who was on holiday with his parents. Well she deserved him,
she'd worked so hard and he was so cute. It would be a shame not to take the
lad to bed and ride him all night long, and it would have been unforgivable
not to have kept him in her room for those three day and nights, or was it
four? And after all that she had managed to slip away unnoticed and avoid
those nasty and quite ridiculous questions about kidnap and such like. So that
was all fine. To celebrate getting away with that she had sort out the
sweetest looking lad on the flight back, it had been a long flight, and he was
such a cutie, she needed something to pass the time while everyone else was
asleep! Jia, the lad and a delightful stewardess had enjoyed the night flight
back, she would defiantly be using that airline again!

Back 'home' and Jia was pleased, in some way, that the journey was now over,
she did need a good night sleep, it wasn't jetlag she was just a bit tired!
But as always with such a long and vigorous flight back she far too tired to
go to sleep! Maybe she needed a bit of fun in bed, before she could fall
asleep in bed, she texted her Puppy that she was back and wanted a welcome
home 'kiss and cuddle!' She was quite looking forward to seeing his face light
up and his waging 'tail!'

The Puppy was out at the moment but receiving her text he was on his way back,
so she would have a bit of time on her hand before she ended up in bed. Jia
went inside her home and up to the bedroom, the house was empty, she looked at
her watch, Eric would be doing the shopping now. Which was a pity as now she
was too tired to sleep after the journey, she felt as if a good work out was
in order, before she ended up in bed! Instead she went and had a shower and
came out a bit more refreshed, Jia opened up her suitcase and looking inside,
there was a smile on her face. She could see the present she had brought back
with her and had an idea that this might be a good time to try it all out!

A short while later and Jia was making her way out of the rear of the house
towards the garage at the back of the garden, she was going to 'while away
some time' and say hello to her 'guest!'. Some entertainment with her guest,
before some entertainment with her Puppy, now there was a thought! At the same
time Eric was making his way inside the house, laden up with shopping. He
instantly knew Jia was home, he saw her through the rear windows heading to
the garage, the man shuddered and quickly went about putting away the shopping
and making sure everything was perfect in the house. His wife was back and he
didn't know what mood she would be in, so he mustn't upset her, on no
condition should he upset her!

At the front of the house both Cia and Xia had just turned up, they knew their
Sister would be back sometime today so had come to see her. But before that
Cia had something else to 'attend' to, which left Xia to go inside, she would
check and see what Eric was up to!

In the rear of the garden Jia had reached the garage, she stretched up to the
ledge where the key was kept in its little hidey hole and grabbed it. Inside
the kitchen and Eric could see all this, he could also see how his wife was
dressed and he swallowed hard, she looked quite stunning and deadly at the
same time. Eric wondered what she was about to do inside that room, but before
he could finish another thought he heard a sound from behind him and froze, he
now had a very horrible thought!

Jia was dressed ready to enjoy herself, in a new outfit, she liked something
new, something she had to break in, like a new pair of shoes, or boots or
maybe a leather outfit! And she knew the best way to break in her particular
outfits! She was dressed in a pair of long leather boots, boots that went up,
up, halfway up her thighs, then there was a gap. Her soft, firm female flesh
clear to see then a pair of tight leather shorts after that there was bare
midriff, her flat toned stomach on full view and up top was a leather crop
top. With her full chest barley being held in by the upper garment.

She looked stunning, her lovely, gorgeous face, her perfect hair, her stunning
body, bare strong arms and her new leather outfit. Added to all this was the
design and colour of the outfit, those long boots, tight shorts and crop top
all in a leopard skin pattern. But, it was black and red in colour and made
her look quite fearsome. It was a present from an 'admirer' and gave her an
amazing overall look, sexy and both powerful, stunning and with a hint of
savage. This look would be lost on Ah, but she knew a few of her 'friends'
that would die to see her dressed this way!

Jia now reached down and unlocked the door, turned the handle and went inside.

She walked into the garage and there was Ah, stood at the far end of the dirty
old outbuilding, with a line of racking running down the side of one wall,
filled with all sorts of Eric's DIY essentials, On the other side of the
garage was a worktop with tools and next to it an array of various garden
equipment. At the far end of the room was the old metal bed with its worn
mattress and there was Ah stood with his back to whoever had just walked in.

But as Jia took a couple of steps inside the garage she knew that Ah was sure
who had just entered the room. Jia knew her Son, and was sure he was playing
the waiting game, he would know where she was and also knew she was back now,
and at this moment in time she was just in the mood to sort this all out. Ah
turned and there was that look on his face, a look she knew all too well, a
look of hatred for his Mother. The lad was dressed in a simple pair of shabby
black gym trousers and a dirty white t-shirt, in his hand was a long pole, a
staff, the sort you might find in some martial arts dojo's. The kind of staff
that was used as a weapon, when teaching self-defence, or something like that.

Jia had wondered where that had gone and now remembered it had been put in the
garage, 'Oh well.' With a garage full of tools and garden equipment, a staff
was just as good as half the stuff lying around this place, so it made no
difference to her. But with all these tools here and the fact that Ah hadn't
tried to escape, which would have been easy, Jia knew he was waiting for
something, waiting for the right moment and today, and now that time had come.

Ah tossed the staff from one hand to the other as his eyes came to bear on his
Mother at the far end of the room. He saw the way she was dressed but ignored
it and looked at her, her eyes. Back and forth the staff went as the lad
stared at the woman almost as if he was going through something in his mind.
The woman stared back as if she was mulling over the 'situation' before her,
Then BANG! Ah grabbed the staff in both hands and plunged the end of it down
into the floor, the sound echoed around the garage, but it did not make the
woman flinch, not one little bit. Ah was annoyed that it hadn't spooked her,
then he grabbed the top of the pole with both hands and began the swing it
around.

Ah took the long pole and swung it, around his body and over his head it went
and by the way he was handling the staff he was a bit of an expert with it, or
at least knew how to use it as a potential weapon of some kind. Jia stood
there watching, waiting to see how her Son would great his Mother, but as
there was no love lost between the two of them there was only going to be one
outcome to this 'welcome home.' The lad moved across the room, slowly, surly
and from side to side, still moving forward but taking his time as he zigged
and zagged steadily towards his Mother.

Was it because he was unsure of her, afraid of the woman, but she was his
Mother surly you shouldn't be afraid of your Mother, unless her name is Jia!
Ah was sussing out the woman, he knew only too well how skilled she was, and
how ruthless she could be. Even her own Son would not be spared her wrath
should she get 'upset' with him. The staff was still being spun around the
lad, up high as it went above his head and down lower as it came down to the
side of his body. But would he actually use such a weapon on a woman, on his
Mother?

Jia's eyes never left his, she watched him, took in every move he made and how
he twilled that staff his hands, all the time noting the distance between him
and her and taking into account the length of the staff. Then just as he was
close enough and far enough out of her reach, as the staff was spinning around
and above his head, as it was up high and in just the right position
"AAAAHHHH!" SMACK!

Ah, let out a yell of aggression and anger and brought the staff thundering
down in from of him, his arms where at full stretch and the staff came down
right where Jia was standing. But the lad's Mother was quick, too quick to be
caught out by a simple move like that, and like any Mother she could read her
Son and knew what he was thinking and going to do before he even knew himself.
Jia had thrown herself around, twisted out the way of the pole as it came
hurtling down. She went around and around, going forward at the same time and
at the right moment raised her leg. Out it went ready to came around and smash
into the side of her Son's head as he stood there holding that stick and
wondering where his target had gone, WOOOSSSHHH!

But Jia's boot did not find its target either, the lad was onto his Mother and
what she would do, so as she had spun and came around to the side of him and
he caught sight of that leg heading his way, he ducked down. His Mother's boot
went thundering past and over his head, completely missing him and now
allowing the lad to make his next move. As the boot went past Jia carried on
twisting and at that split second her back was now facing her Son, she'd gone
too far around and couldn't stop herself, now she was exposed and this gave Ah
a perfect target to strike, WHACK! OOOOWWWW!

Ah was squatting as the boot went over him, and knew he had to move quick now
to catch her out. He thrusted himself up and to the side pushing his elbow out
and aiming it into the small of his Mother's back at the same time putting as
much force behind it as he could. It was a sharp blow to a tender area and it
hurt, it caught the woman hard enough to make her stumble forward. The blow
had made Jia lose her balance, the elbow had caught her just right, sending a
cold, electric pain up her spin. Ah had hurt his Mother!

The woman had to reach out and grab onto the racking that she was falling
into, she had to stop herself from hitting the metal shelves and steady
herself. Jia held herself there for a second and suddenly realised she had
been in that position for far too long, a sudden sound of 'something' large
being sent through the air filled her ears. She knew the staff was flying
towards her, she didn't know where Ah had aimed the stick, only that it was
coming her way. All she could do was to move and hope she was going away from
the oncoming staff and not further into its path! WHACK! OOOOWWWWW!

The staff came thundering into the woman's thigh, it was a painful blow, one
that made Jia spin around and move her further along the set of racking. A
clattering sound filled the room and Jia spun along the racking knocking over
and grabbing onto various bit and pieces, boxes and bags, to slow her down and
stop herself. Falling to the floor would be the worst thing that could happen
to her right now. So, ignoring her throbbing thigh she pushed herself off and
away from the racking, staggering backwards, but giving her room to use her
outstretched arms to steady herself. It worked she finally came to a stop and
was still on her feet.

Jia was now in the centre of the room and was looking at Ah, he stood there,
still with two hands holding onto the end of that pole, the one he's used to
hit her with. Now that was a bad thing to do to your Mother, he was going to
have to pay for that! 'This was no way for a Son to treat him Mother!' And now
Jia was annoyed, angry, these last few minutes had confirmed all her
suspicious, her Son wasn't going to change. He'd been playing the waiting
game, all this time, he still wanted revenge for his Father's death, and Jia
was happy to take that anger he had and turn it right back at him!

Ah moved towards her, he swung the staff so it went under his arm, moved his
hands and now had it in position to use it as some kind of battering ram. Jia
took a limping step backwards, her thigh was aching, Ah smiled as he had hurt
her and as he got closer, with two hands on the staff he thrusted it forward,
aiming it straight into the woman's body, shoving it towards her to hurt her
some more.

As the pole came thundering to Jia stomach the woman reached out, grabbed the
pole, steadied her feet and legs and stopped the long piece of wood in its
tracks. She stopped the staff instantly, holding it there, using her
phenomenal female strength to halt her Son's attack. A second went by with the
woman, the grinning, sexy older woman dressed in black and red leopard skin
leather holding onto one end of the pole and the younger lad, the Son, in his
scruffy cloths looking confused holding onto the other end of the pole.

Before he could realise that the limp was just a subterfuge to lure him closer
to her, the Mother made her move, WHACK! CRACK! OOOOHHHH! A high kick went
into the lad's upper body, followed by a quick little flick that sent the boot
swiftly and sharply into Ah's face, as it fell forward after the first blow.
His head shot back, but quick bounced back, straight into CRACK! UUUHHHH!
Another cheeky flick and the boot returned back into his face. Jia now yanked
the staff that both of them where still holding onto, she pulled Ah to her, at
the same time her foot came down, she gave a little jump and her other leg
moved upwards, CRUNCH! OOOOOOOOOOOO!

This time it was a sharp knee went up, hard and fast into poor Ah's groin, the
lad gasped for breath and fell forward, Jia let go of the pole, as both her
hands grabbed very quickly onto Ah's head as he bent over. There was a
clattering of the staff now being dropped onto the floor, followed by WHACK!
WHACK! WHACK! The woman now sent a furious set of hard driving knees up into
the lad's body, each blow harder, faster and more powerful than the one before
it. She hammered his body with both her knees, up they went pounding him,
hurting him, making him suffer WHACK! WHACK! WHACK!

Ah was suffering, he was in great pain, but Jia didn't stop, the woman flung
her Son back, pushing his body upright and making his stumble backwards. She
put a bit if distance between her and her Son, enough distance to CRACK! THUD!
Jia had the distance and now a session of swivel kicks were sent Ah's way,
sharp high kicks to his head, hard blows to his body, all designed to send him
further back until THUD! Now he was against the racking and there was nowhere
else for him to go, WALLOP! OOOUUUHHH!

With Ah backed up against the racking Jia now went to work on him, she took a
step back, getting her distance just right, she had a good eye for that, and
WHACK! WHACK! WHACK! Three high fast kicks pounded into the right-hand side of
the lad, followed by WHACK! WHACK! WHACK! Three high kicks to his left side,
his Mother liked to even things up as much as she could. Ah wobbled as the
blows were both hard and fast, but she didn't give him any time to recover,
Jia was on him again, THUD! THUD! THUD!

This time she lurched forward grabbed onto his dazed head and dragged it
downwards, pulling her Son forward and over. Then getting herself in close to
him, she brought her new boot upwards, thrust her keen into the already hurt
lads body, pounding him blow after blow after blow. With each strike, the lad
winced and whimper, then his Mother hopped onto her other foot and brought the
left boot up for a workout THUD! THUD! THUD!

This woman knew how to treat her disrespectful Son, she knew how to beat him,
hurt him and make him regret his behaviour. Having sent her knees up into him
a dozen more time, having forced the air out of his gut and given his torso a
hefty pounding Jia stopped. It was such a relief to Ah for his Mother to have
finally finished, or so he thought. A second went by, nothing, this was good,
two seconds went by and still nothing, this was even better. But almost as if
she had counted to three, THUD!

Two strong hand came down onto the top of the lads bent over head, he'd taken
those two seconds to refill his lung but now stopped, 'what next?' The woman's
arms now came down and clamped against the side of his head, there was a grunt
as she now moved, twist and lifted the lad up off his feet by his head,
tossing him to the side and throwing him across the hard garage floor and down
into it. She was indeed strong to wrench the lad up and throw his so easily,
as Ah went rolling across the cold concrete he wondered if this would ever
stop?

When Ah completed his last spinning roll he was lying on his front and
although hurt, tired and needing to just stop and ... ... SMASH! CRUNCH!
ARRRRHHHH! As her Son came to a stop she was close by and ready, her leg went
up, high, high and straight, she was so supple, then in a flash she brought
her leg down, fast. The heel of her lovely new red and black leopard skin
patterned boot came thundering down right into the small of Ah's back, the
yell he gave must have been heard by someone. But with Jia living here the
neighbours knew to ignore such cries now days!

Ah's whole body jolted as the boot slammed into him, tears came to his eyes as
his face was screwed up in such agony, he thought, hoped he would pass out,
but unfortunately for him he didn't. Unable to control his juddering, jolting
body and unable to take the pain Ah was completely at his Mother's mercy and
she would show him none! The woman reached down and grabbed onto her Son,
yanked him easily upwards and onto his flaky feet, then WALLOP! SMASH!

She sent her fist into his face, it burst. His nose went across his face and
the lad tumbled backwards, falling against the length of shaking racking, half
pots of paints and tins of this and that fell down on and around him. A tin of
'Electric Blue' was knocked over, the lid came away and now the paint poured
out from the high shelf and down onto Ah. The paint poured, then dripped down,
down one side of his battered face, onto his t-shit and further down. But he
didn't even have the energy or inclination to even get out the way of it,
WALLOP!

Jia's backhand across his face did make him move though, making Ah stumble
further down the racking, SMACK! Another blow and he fell down to one knee, Ah
had one hand holding onto a shelf as he breathed heavily, he needed this to
stop, he needed ... ... CRACK! AAARRRRRHHHHH! Jia's boot came down across his
arm as it rested on the metal shelve there was a familiar sound and a sharp
painful sensation in his arm, his now broken arm. His Mother's boot had done
its work, again!

Ah was unable to move, the pain was too much, he didn't have the strength to
move his arm or to even try and ... ... WOOOSSSHHH! WHACK! CRACK! UUUUUHHHHH!
Not able to move he was just a sitting, kneeling target, Jia swung herself
around, brought her other leg up just enough and drove her boot into her
kneeling Son. The point of her boot connected with the side of his body, and
the cracking sound was that of his ribs being given the 'Jia' treatment.

Ah just fell forwards and dropped back down to the floor in a heap, he was
hurt, hurt like he'd never been before, and he was crying. His body was
battered and injured, his face was bruised and blood he was a defeated lad,
but his beating was not over, Jia hadn't finished showing her annoyance at his
behaviour towards her. She grabbed onto him, making sure she didn't get any
paint on her, can't have anything like that, she would make him suffer if that
happened.

Hauling him halfway up, she throws the lad hard back against the racking, and
somehow, he stayed there. He leant against the shelves, the only thing that
was keeping him upright, but even so he knew he should, must, try and move. To
get away from his Mother, keep his distance from her, or else! He tried to
stumble out the way as she came towards him, but he had no energy, even though
he knew he had to move. If he didn't move, escape, he was surly doomed.

She came at him, came at Ah with that look of sheer terror on his face. She
came with fists flying, arm spinning around, a whirlwind, a tornado, it wasn't
pretty, there was no skill it was just furious female fists pounding him, one
after the other, after the other. It was brutal, it was punishing, it was a
Mother's anger at her Son's disrespectful conduct.

The garage fill with the sound of the woman's pounding fists, her slamming,
thundering knees, her sharp, flying boots, and with the whimpering sound of
the lad who thought he was good enough and could take on this woman.

Ah was a battered man, a boy who had been beat by his Mother, punished for not
being the dutiful Son that he should have been and he had paid, was paying the
price for not showing the correct respect towards Jia, his Mother!

With all that was going on inside the garage what was going on outside had all
been missed, as it wasn't just Jia who had been having all the fun.

Next door, where Jia's Puppy lived and there was also something going on in
the garden, Cia was having some of her own fun with the 'Dog', Puppy's Father
and the man she had taken off of Jia's hand a few weeks ago. Since then Cia
and 'Dog' had become 'friendly', he was a rugged man and quite strong, a man
that could take a good beating and would soon be ready for another, Cia liked
that. He was also wealthy, but not as wealthy as Cia would like, which was a
bit disappointing, but for now he would do for some 'entertainment!' WHACK!
OOOOHHH!

Cia's leg came swinging around and caught the man in the side of his head,
knocking him down to the ground in the garden. The recent rain had made the
grass area nice and wet, and already the man's cloths where quite muddy, as
were Cia's boots and leather trousers. Even though she had gone for the brown
boots and trousers there was still mud there to be seen, but somehow, she
liked that. And after all it wasn't going to be her that cleaned them now was
it!

The man had gone down onto his knees and now Cia stepped closer, yes, he was
quite muddy now and suddenly there was a smile and a thought. Cia began to
unbutton her green satin blouse to reveal her stunning, gorgeous body and the
brown leather bra she was wearing. The man looked up, he wonders where this
was going, Cia got closer SMACK! A blow across his face sent 'Dog' down to the
muddy ground and Cia jump onto him. This was going to get dirty!

Inside the house and 'Dogs' wife was watching through the French window, she
shook her head and finished the large drink she had poured herself. What with
her son acting like a dog on heat every time he saw the woman next door and
now her husband having what looked like a wrestling match in the mud, and
losing to a woman ... ... 'what the hell was going on!'

Enough was enough, she couldn't take much more of this and picked up her
phone, called the best hotel in the city and booked herself a room for the
weekend, she had to just get away. As she finished speaking with the hotel
receptionist " ... .. and can you have a sexy, busty, blond waiting in my room
for me when I arrive, a girl who can satisfy me all night, and you sound nice
so why don't you join us?"

The wife finished her call all excited now, ordered a taxi and went to pack a
bag, quickly. Outside and it was starting to rain, that should add something
to the mud fight going on out in the garden, yes Cia was rather enjoying this!

Currently on a train making his way back home was Puppy, he'd been out for the
day and was now excited at receiving a text from his older mistress telling
him that she was back. Excited wasn't the word, he was like a dog with a bone,
and couldn't wait to welcome her back by jumping all over her giving her that
bone!

Inside Jia's house and Xia was also having some fun, she knew her Sister was
out in the garage, and the devilish side of the youngest of the Sisters could
not be subdued. Eric saw at once the look in Xia' eye, the grin on her pretty
face and knew this all spelt trouble. As Xia had come inside she had pulled
her long dark hair back, tied it a ponytail as if getting ready for action!
'Shit!'

Before he could escape the clutches of his Sister-in-Law she had reached out
grabbed him. He was halfway through tuning to run when she had him in her
cluthces, dragging him backwards to her and throwing her arm around his neck.
Then came the flexing of her arm, a well formed, toned, strong arm, that now
gripped him. The tightening feeling around his throat, then the other arm that
grabbed on his his head to hold him steady while the younger Sister throttled
him.

There was the panic of being choked by Xia, and the fear of what would happen
if Jia suddenly walked in from the garden! As he began to feel a bit light
headed Xia then tossed the man away from her, spinning him around, making him
giddy and tottering on his feet. So obviously Eric was confused and unsteady,
and then he fell on his arse, Xia liked this.

Now the youngest Sister stood over Eric looking down on him, dressed in her
log blue boots, black leather trousers and now pulling up and off of her that
white long-sleeved top. This revealed, what Eric had already caught a glimpse
of through the top, a matching blue leather bra. Xia did look quiet stunning
towering over him, as for Xia she was a little excited, her Sister might come
in at any moment and there was something about Eric that Xia thought she
liked!

Xia jumped down onto Eric, there would be a tussle between Brother and Sister
in Law there on the floor and only the strongest and most dominate one would
come out on top. So, Eric knew where he would be, Xia would not be gentle far
from it, but she might be a bit careful, she was getting to like this man and
if she wanted to have a bit of ... ... fun, she was sure Eric would not tell
on her, he dare not! Xia's hand went straight down into Eric groin and gripped
hard, it was like an agonising vice was gripping him, hard, ARRRRHHHHH! No, he
would not dare tell on her!

Back in the garage and even though Ah though it must all be over as she had
beat him and beat him bad, she must stop now? Jia looked down at her broken
Son, unimpressed so far, she reached down and grabbed onto the boy, 'No she
wasn't going to, not again!' He didn't have the energy to even cry, only to
whimper as his Mother dragged him again upwards, ready for her to ARRRRHHHHH!

She slapped, hit, punched and kicked him back down to the floor, back to where
he belongs, he was truly a broken wreck now. Ah didn't think he could take
anymore punishment, surly she was finished now, please! Being in so much agony
he was unaware of his Mother as she moved away from him and across the room.
She went to retrieve the staff that Ah had used against her, now it was her
turn to use this! She picked it up, weighted it up in her hands, it had been a
while since she'd use this. Then holding it firmly in two hands she slowly
made her way over to where Ah was on the floor. 'If he thought he was hurting
now, just wait and see what the next five minutes brought him! She held the
staff up high and WHACK! CRACK! SMASH! CRUNCH! ARRRRRRRHHHHHH! The sound of
broken bones and a broken Ah now filled the garage.

With all this going on it would have been easy to miss what was happening
further up the road where new arrivals to the neighbourhood had just pulled
up. The removal lorry was already there and was being unloaded when the new
owner's car pulled up, and the new residence of the street got out. There was
just the two of them, a man, in his early 40's, tall handsome, wealth and
entering a new phase in his life. A man with a new job, a managing director
within a large, profitable company, more responsibilities and a much bigger
pay packet, plus a new home to move into.

This was a chance to settle down now, he's being trouble shooting in the
company for many years now going from one place to the other, but it was no
life for him or his family, so this new job would be good. His family was him
and his Son, the man had been a widower for a few years now and maybe it was
time to settle down properly, find someone, maybe even get married!

With the man was his Son, Craig, a young lad who was use to moving around from
one school to the other, one house to another, so it would be good for him to
now have a home. The Father had been back here in the country for a week or so
and the Son had followed on, arriving only this morning on an early flight in.
But it hadn't been the first time he'd flown alone, he quite liked it, you get
a pretty stewardess looking after you all through the flight, and what lad
wouldn't like that!

Craig was like any youthful lad, so had his fantasies, like the one about a
stewardess seducing him on a flight, it was by far his favourite dream when
flying, but on this last flight, well that was something else. He'd been a
flight out of, now where was it, some Far Eastern city and something unusually
had happened. It was night time but he couldn't sleep, he tried to lay there
and think about his fantasy but even so he still couldn't quite fall asleep.

It was then he noticed the oriental lady again, he'd seen her when she'd got
on and he liked her, she was stunning, she was gorgeous, she was his dream, he
was in love with her. But for most of the flight she was out of sight, but as
he was traveling first class, he had managed to move around as much as he
could to get a glimpse of her, 'God she was amazing!' But then the lights had
gone down low, night time was here, time to sleep, but he couldn't!

But now in the darken airplane, where it was quiet apart from the odd grunt
and some distance snoring from other passengers, the attractive, older
oriental woman had made her way over towards him. He'd seen her slowly,
carful, stealthfully move across the aircraft towards him. The boy froze, he
was scared, she looked incredible as she got closer to him, but why was she
coming towards him, what was she going to do, what was he going to do? It was
all to frightening and exciting for him. As she got closer and she stared at
him, she looked lovely but the expression on her face was focused, straight,
intimidating, her eyes just stared at him, almost piercing into his skull, it
was incredible!

Craig was sat in the middle isle, all by himself the seat next to him was
empty, it was empty until this woman now appeared and made herself quietly
comfortable, right next to him. She didn't say a word, just looked at him as
her hand moved onto his trousers and unzipped him 'Oh My!' Then she pulled out
his cock, she held him in her hand 'Oh Shit!' That was the first time he saw
any change in her pretty face, as she held him, there was this slight dirty
grin now and it made her look even more wonderful.

The woman now shuffled closer to him, head down as she went for his cock, her
mouth open and ... ... 'OH GOD!' Slowly she began sucking on his young, big,
boy cock, it felt so good as this woman from nowhere started to enjoy him.
There was the odd slurping sound, then a muffled groan for the lad, he
couldn't believe this was happening to him and didn't want to get caught and
spoil this incredible moment. He tried to control himself, his moans and
groans, but every now and again he couldn't help but let out a low
"ooooohhhh!"

He thought he was getting away with it as the woman now started to run her
expert tongue up, around and down his cock, then suddenly on the other side of
the young lad another face appeared and in a low voice "is there anything
wrong, can I ... ... .Oh!" There knelt down in the isle next to him was the
most attractive stewardess on the flight, a gorgeous black woman looking all
sexy and smart in her uniform, her wide, dark beautiful eyes took in the sight
of the older oriental woman sucking on the large boy cock. The black
stewardess's mouth dropped open in shock, her succulent red lips looked so
sweet, and then her shocked express changed, first to one of curiosity and
then to one of a smirking, murky smile.

All the time the oriental woman just carried on sucking on that big boy cock
and now the black stewardess, after a quick look around to make sure everyone
was indeed asleep, she joined in. The stewardess' hand reached out and took
hold of the lad's cock, it felt good. Her hand moved up and down the boys
large tool as the oriental woman carried on licking and sucking on it and now
the stewardess moved her hand down around his balls to caress them, 'Shit,
this is incredible!'

The older oriental woman and the black stewardess worked the lad, Craig's cock
was having such a magnificent going over, tongues, hands, mouths, fingers,
lips all gave the lad an experience he would never forget. And to show his
appreciation for the woman and their wonderful work he gave them both an
overflowing present! Both women were overjoyed with what they received, so
much so that they insisted on going back for more! But this didn't bother
Craig he was very willing to show his gratitude again to the women. Somehow
the three of them got away with all this, but to be safe and for a little bit
of 'privacy' the stewardess took her new friends to a little place she knew
about, even on an aeroplane there are spots out the way where you can have
fun!

As he stood outside his new home Craig couldn't get those images and thoughts
about the flight here, out of his mind, which was good because he didn't want
to forget anything. When they landed Craig had lost sight of the older
oriental woman, he didn't even know her name or where she came from, that was
the down side of it all. But he did get the stewardess number, when they had
all left the plane and said their goodbyes to the cabin crew the stewardess
had leant forward given him a kiss on the cheek, placed her number in his hand
and whisper "I'm back in two weeks, call me and I'll give you my hotel and
room number and I'll have a girlfriend with me. I know she'll love to fuck you
with me!"

Two weeks couldn't come quick enough for Craig, but until then he had a new
home, a new street and a new area to explore. But in all this there was still
the thought of that older oriental woman, not just the way she'd sucked his
cock, even if that was awesome, but everything about her and everything that
had happened. It was raining heavily now so the lad made his way quickly
inside his new home, he laughed to himself, there was him thinking about an
older woman for himself when he should be trying to get his Dad with a woman.
Craig would like to see his Father happy with a girlfriend or even wife one
day.

A woman for his Father and a woman for him, again that made him laugh as he
looked up and down the street before he went inside. Where would he find a
woman, a woman like that oriental beauty from the plane, where would he find a
woman like that around here ... ... ?