a.n.
...sighs. Unfortunately, someone reviewing this actually got me thinking. Yes, fiction like this can be fun, but really? What is the ultimate goal here? Will Hans be punished? No. Why? Because if this were real life, there's really no punishment that would fit the crime.
Don't get me wrong, the 'girl-power' thing irks me. I mean, really, someone Anna's size overpowering Hans? Not realistic. You're lying to girls, making them think they're more powerful in a way they're not. Women (as the story already explains) are strong- just in a different way then men are. However, I understand that someone wants to see some men go down- hard. So, let's give 'em a bone, eh? (No pun intended.)
"Whoops!" Laughed Mother Gothel.
She sat on a cot in the Arrendelle Women's Outreach Center. Rapunzel would be coming by soon enough. Currently, a single line of blood dropped from her wrist to the floor. She had been tossing her knife up and down and up and down. One slip...
Two figures blocked the doorway.
"Yeeees...?" She let out in an amused tone, "Flinn" and "Ryder" exchanged glances.
"You owe us!"
The comical look on Mother's face dropped as she glared at the two, stone-cold. No enthusiasm whatsoever evident, she got up.
"Oh?"
"Yeah!" Said Flinn, He banged his hand down on the table, "You said we'd get that hot little number!"
"And didn't you?"
The brothers exchanged glances, "Well..."
Gothel sighed, "See... I've been around a while, learned a thing or two. What to know what I've come to expect?"
The brothers exchanged identical looks of confusion.
"Huh?"
"Power!" She hissed. The knife flew up, pointing at the pair. Both went immediately in 'ready' positions, "...comes at a price!"
She dropped the knife. They exchanged glances.
"Uh..."
Gothel took off her cape and inched down her dress, "Also, that you won't be very good at sex. But, hey, why not?"
Flinn shrugged, approaching her.
"No kissing!" She ordered, "I still have some taste-buds left!"
He smirking, picking her up, sneaking a hand up her under robe.
"Now here's how I want it..." He said. His voice choked out as her claw-like fingers grabbed his neck.
"Nooooo... here's how I want it!" She mounted him before he was totally ready, "Some things I learned about men; if you're not quite in the mood, you actually experience pain. At least until you're fully-" She paused, as his erection finally grew rock-hard, "Better!" Her fingers dug into his neck painfully, "Faster!" She ordered.
Ryder was getting uncomfortable. He and his brother were powerful. Being dominated by a woman was... possible?
The hot sound of sex ended abruptly with a sigh of disappointment from Gothel.
"Oh, surprise, surprise..." She grumbled, "Not quite strong enough, are you? What would your mummy say?"
Flinn dropped her, panting. Used to dominating a woman, he was overtaken by what would happen when she was the driving force.
Slish
(a.n. fine, fine, fine... someone got castrated, everyone happy now?!)
Flinn stared down at his weapon as it hit the ground. Ryder stood still, shocked. Gothel leapt onto his, pressing the dagger against his throat, "Mummy isn't pleased... you'd better do this right."
He swallowed hard, "I'm not, uh... ready yet?"
Her eyes grew wide with anger. He decided to get ready, imagining Rapunzel on him instead.
The dagger reminded him of his purpose.