Before we continue into this terrible, terrible fic that I should feet guilty about, I'd like to give a shoutout to a couple of folks. Nightwishes27 and Nuterino, thank you both for your kind and inspiring words. It's people like you that keep me motivated and inspired.
Without further ado, here's chap 2 of this awful mess.
Feng carried the reluctant Asuka effortlessly in his big strong arms to a tiny room that appeared to be a kitchen. It had an ice box, a pantry, a tiny wood burning iron stove, and it was stocked with plenty of food and water to survive a good long while on the mountain. It was so primitive looking...but it was just his style.
"Let go! Urrrgh! You creep!" Asuka groaned and grunted. Surprisingly, Feng granted her wish as he forcefully set her down on her feet.
"When my training is complete, we will eat. You will cook." Feng bluntly decreed.
"Ummm... say what now? You want ME to cook YOU dinner?" Asuka asked, putting her finger in her ear sarcastically.
Feng's only response was a nod.
"Get. The fuck. Out of here." Asuka said, getting in Feng's face.
"If you do not cook, then we won't eat." Feng replied.
"I can live with that. At least you'll go hungry with me." Asuka replied, sticking her tongue out in defiance.
Feng angrily grabbed Asuka by the shirt and pulled her close to him, his eyes shooting daggers into hers.
"Let's get one thing straight, woman. You will not defy me. I own you now... and unless you defeat me in combat, this will not change. I suggest you start being a little more compliant, unless you wish to die where you stand."
"Y-you can't kill me! Th-the police! They'll realize I'm gone! Hell, they're probably looking for me right now. Let me go, and I won't tell them you're here." Asuka desperately tried to bargain.
"Hah! The police are no match for my power. Not even Lei Wulong can stop me. You have nothing to threaten me with." Feng replied arrogantly.
The two of them stared at each other for a second, in complete silence. As he looked into her eyes, Feng saw every ounce of her fear, desperately trying to be masked. Brave as she was, Asuka was still just a human being, scared of death like anyone would be. Though her foolhardiness had allowed her to temporarily suppress these emotions, Feng had quickly brought her back to reality by delivering a decisive beatdown. She wasn't a brave, courageous warrior ready to face death... she was just a young girl who was way in over her head.
"You will cook." Feng repeated, hoping that this time Asuka would get the message.
Asuka looked down at the ground and sighed. "...Fine. I'll cook you dinner."
Feng set her down and walked away, but turned around one last time to make sure his message was clear.
"And don't think about running away, because you have nowhere to go. I know this mountain ten times better than you do, so don't think you can elude me."
With that last line, Feng closed the door and left Asuka alone with her thoughts. She just stood there for a while, looking around the kitchen and taking in the reality of the situation.
"I... I can't believe this is happening..."
Where did she go wrong? One minute she was the baddest girl in school, and now... she was her sworn enemy's housemaid. What if Feng didn't stop with just cooking dinner... what if he made her wash his clothes, clean his house, or worst of all...
"Oh god... pleeease tell me I'm having a nightmare." Asuka groaned, slapping herself in the face a few times just to make sure she was awake. This really was a hopeless situation right now: nobody knew she was here as she told nobody about her journey for revenge, she didn't bring a cell phone as there was no reception up in the mountains anyway, and she couldn't run away because Feng knew the mountain better than she did and could catch and/or kill her easily. For the time being, she had to make the difficult choice: the one that keeps her alive.
With a sigh or two, Asuka struck a match and ignited the wood fueled stove. She went to the pantry and grabbed the sack of white rice, setting it on the counter. She grabbed a pot and filled it with a few bottles of Feng's purified water stash, then set the pot on the burner and filled it with rice.
After putting on the rice, Asuka checked out the ice box to see what was in there. Luckily, there was exactly what she was looking for: a tiny bag full of frozen shrimp.
"Hmmm... well I have to eat too so I might as well do good..."
Asuka ripped open the bag of shrimp and started boiling them in a separate pot. After putting the shrimp on, she chopped up a few vegetables lying around and added it to the boiling rice. She put in some garlic, parsley, bell peppers, and then finally topped it off with a tablespoon of salt. The smell of the rice and the boiling shrimp started to fill her nostrils and further fueled her to make a good dinner. At least she was making the most of her captivity.
Before long, the sun was setting and finally the grunts and other sounds of training finally died down. Finally, the door swung open and in walked an exhausted Feng. His body was wrought with sweat as his mouth hung open with heavy breaths.
"I am done for the day. Did you cook?" were the first words from his mouth.
"Yes... the table's already set." Asuka replied flatly, not even looking Feng in the eye.
Feng said nothing in response, he just walked to the table and sat down. He looked over at Asuka, as if he was waiting on her. Asuka deduced that he was expecting her to make his bowl.
Not making eye contact, Asuka scooped out a big helping of the rice and piled a bowl full of it. She then scooped out a bunch of the savory boiled shrimp to top off the giant white mountain. After setting the bowl in front of Feng, she started to make her own but Feng stopped her.
"Wine." he grunted.
Asuka sighed in annoyance and grabbed the white porcelain wine pitcher. She then grabbed a cup and filled it to the brim, setting it down next to Feng's bowl. Feng looked around a few times, and, finally content, picked up his chopsticks and dug in. Out of sheer curiosity on how good she did, Asuka watched Feng for a second to see his reaction. Thankfully, he seemed to be enjoying it. He even looked up and showed gratitude, much to her surprise.
"Hmm... you did well. I thank you."
Asuka continued to stand there and watch as he shoveled mouthfuls of rice into his mouth and took a sip of his drink. She was waiting on him to give her permission to make her own bowl, but it seemed like he wasn't going to be saying another word for a while. Deciding it was stupid to just stand there and not eat the food she just cooked, Asuka grabbed her own bowl and piled it high with rice and shrimp, then poured herself a cup as well. Feng didn't seem to care, so she sat down and began filling her insides with the steaming hot rice. As she savored the taste and the warmth engulfing her stomach, Asuka started to feel a little better about the whole thing. If nothing else, at least she would have good food and a warm place to sleep. It wasn't an ideal life, but it was the best she had right now until someone miraculously climbs the mountain, kills Feng, and rescues her. Maybe she could ride this thing out; after all, Feng can't stay up here forever anyway.
That night, Feng forced Asuka to run him a bath. It wasn't the worst task ever, but it was still very irritating to have to heat up three 10 gallon jugs of water and pour into his little wooden tub just so he could have a hot bath. After the whole ordeal, Asuka was starting to get tired and really just wanted to collapse onto a warm bed already. Unfortunately, her night wasn't quite over yet... not by a long shot.
"You will wash me." Feng ordered as he stripped off his training garb in front of Asuka with no modesty whatsoever.
"Wha-WHAT?!" Asuka squealed, looking away in disgust as Feng crawled in the tub and let out a sigh of relaxation.
"Are you hard of hearing, woman? This is my time of relaxation. Why should I wash myself when I have you to do it for me?"
"You gotta be fucking kidding me. Y-you're not really gonna make me do this are you?!" Asuka pleaded.
"Yes, and I expect you to be silent. Now get started already so we can go to bed."
"D-d-did you just say "we"?
Feng said nothing in response, he just looked at her as if to say "I'm waiting". With a loud groan of displeasure, Asuka grabbed the nearby sponge and dipped it in the water, then began scrubbing Feng's back.
"What are you doing?" Feng asked, grabbing her wrist.
"What the hell do ya think? I'm fucking washing you like you said, asshole." Asuka snapped in response.
"You haven't gotten in yet."
"Oh hell no..."
Asuka took a few steps back, the realization of what Feng wanted quickly hitting her like a ton of bricks. He wanted her...naked...with him...in a confined space. And what's worse, he wanted her to wash him!
"Hurry. The water loses heat with every passing second."
"B-but... I can't... you can't make me..." Asuka softly stammered.
"You WILL... or there will be consequences."
It took every ounce of power for Asuka to even will her arms into movement. With a pained expression, she took off shoes and socks and kicked them aside. She took off her belt next. This was it... she couldn't stall any longer.
"Oh god, why is this happening to me..." Asuka groaned as she took off her sky blue jumpsuit thingy and dropped it to the ground. She grabbed her blue tanktop and lifted it high above her head until it was free of her body, leaving her in nothing but her white underwear. She stopped for a moment, her arms frozen stiff as she fought against the inevitable.
"Hurry up!"
Asuka closed her eyes tight as she unhooked her bra and dropped it, her way-too-large breasts springing out of confinement. Suddenly, her arms moved like they were in fast forward as she slid her panties down as quick as lightning and plopped into the water as fast as she could to hide her naked body. Finally, when she was concealed by the warm water, Asuka re-opened her eyes and came face to face with Feng. He grabbed the sponge, gave it to her, and turned around.
"Now... get my back, then my front, then my hair."
Asuka groaned softly as she slowly eased forward just enough that she was in arm's reach. As long as she was wearing no clothes, Asuka wanted to be as far away from Feng as possible. With a gulp, she pressed the sponge against Feng's back and scrubbed him up and down. She started off slowly, then picked up the pace a little as seconds passed.
"...Harder."
Asuka put a little more elbow grease into it as she scrubbed hard against Feng's back while he just remained silent and motionless. It was a very silent, awkward experience.
Suddenly, with no warning, Feng turned around and motioned to his torso. He must have been satisfied that Asuka did a good job in the back, so now it was time to move on.
Asuka gulped and avoided eye contact as she leaned over and ran the sponge across his large pecs, moving it back and forth a few times and then in a circular motion. She could feel Feng looking at her, and it made the whole thing that much more uncomfortable. She tried to stay as submerged as possible, but her damned bosom was so huge that the cleavage was impossible to fully conceal.
Asuka continued to silently curse herself as she went lower and scrubbed his abdomen. She dipped the sponge back in the water and went back to work on his stomach, then went back up to his chest. After repeating this for a few minutes, Feng was finally satisfied.
"Now get my hair."
Asuka once again dunked the sponge until it was dripping wet, then leaned over and squeezed it over the top of Feng's head, drizzling the water over him until his hair was soaked. When his hair was soaked, she put her hands in his hair and let her fingers do all the work. As if touching his hair wasn't bad enough, she could see Feng looking directly at her boobs as stretching her arms out like this was causing her chest to pop up out of the water ever so slightly. She didn't have a choice, lest she get CLOSER to him. Needless to say, she was desperate for this whole ordeal to come to an end already.
Her prayers were answered when Feng finally held his hand up as if to signal that he was done. Without a word, he got out of the water and wrapped himself in a towel. He then just stood there, watching Asuka. Asuka just stared back, wondering what he wanted. It took a few seconds for him to finally open his mouth.
"Are you done yet?"
Asuka just scowled at him. "What are you waiting on me for? Just go to bed already."
"Not without you."
Asuka was silent, as the fear of what Feng was implying overtook her like a blanket of terror. She had put up with many demeaning tasks this evening... but sleeping with the man she hated? Could death even be a better fate than that?!
"I'm tired, woman. Hurry up."
"Are you saying... y-you want me to sleep with you?!" Asuka asked, hating the mere fact that she had to utter those words.
"It's either my bed... or outside."
Asuka shut her eyes in terror and covered her face as she cursed her fate tenfold. There was no way she could survive a whole night out in the cold with no supplies. Feng had all the cards... and was forcing her hand once again.
"You're an ass, you know that?" Asuka spat. She grabbed a towel and got out of the tub SLOWLY, making sure every inch of her nude body was covered up as she rose out of the water. Once she was out, she immediately knelt down to pick up her clothes, but to her horror Feng kicked them aside.
"You won't be needing those."
"...You're serious. Y-you want me to sleep in the same bed as you... IN THE BUFF?!"
"Woman, I'm getting tired of you questioning me! Now, come to bed already!"
Feng's booming voice caused her to wince slightly, and Asuka knew that she should just be quiet and quit poking the bear.
When they arrived in the bedroom, Feng immediately discarded his towel and crawled into bed. He then looked at Asuka, waiting for her to join him.
"Well?"
"J-just put out the light already!" Asuka yelled, her face turning bright red.
With an annoyed sigh, Feng blew out the candle and then rolled over, getting comfy. Asuka's footsteps towards the bed were slower than a mentally retarded turtle; this was probably the hardest thing she would ever have to do. But as hard as it was, she wanted to live even harder. With a deep breath, she crawled into Feng's bed and covered up with the blanket as much as possible before tossing her towel out from under the sheets. It felt weird sleeping naked, especially in bed with another man. Asuka wanted to roll over opposite of Feng, but she didn't even want to expose her ass on the off chance that he tried to spoon with her.
Asuka just laid there, stiff as a board, and closed her eyes tight to try and sleep away this living nightmare. But she would get no sleep just yet, as her worst fears were suddenly realized. Without a word of warning, a very heavy, muscular naked body rolled over on top of her and a pair of lips started planting kisses against her neck. It was then, at that very moment, that things were going to get as bad as they possibly could for Asuka.
"N-no Feng, please don't...! N-no! G-get off..."
"Silence. I am a man, and you are my woman... you will make love to me..."
"N-NO! NOOO-mmmph..."
Asuka's words of defiance were muffled by Feng's lips pressing softly against hers. Her voice became a quiet whimper as her eyes shut so tight it hurt. This was about to happen... and there was nothing she could do about it but just ride it out and pray for a brighter tomorrow.
Feng wrapped his arms around Asuka and rolled over on his back, pulling Asuka tight on top of him. He hugged her tight against his body as his lips once again met hers...not aggressively, but with a gentle, yet fiery passion.
"Mmm..mm..mmm..." Asuka whimpered, her breathing out of control as if she was having a heart attack. Feng's moans were quiet and breath-like as one hand trailed down her back and the other hand firmly rubbed her butt in a perpetual circular motion. He continued to grope her like this for minutes as his lips continued to dance against hers. He used his strength to easily control her body, grinding her gently back and forth against him. The feeling of her giant, soft, pillow-like breasts and little red nubs moving againt his own chest caused his arousal to become quite apparent, as it was rubbing against her thigh and producing a few droplets of precum that smeared on her skin.
Feng made out with her for about five minutes before there was finally a change in position. He leaned up in the bed, still holding Asuka, and gently laid her down beside him. He then rolled over on top of her, one hand and leg on each side as he hovered over her trembling body. She knew he was about to take the next step. For a second, Feng just looked her up and down hungrily: he admired the size and roundness of his woman's breasts, and the delicious reddish nipples that rested prominently in the center. He scanned downwards until his eyes fell upon the tight pink folds that lie between her legs. Asuka truly was a prize; the fact that he claimed her for his own caused his pride to swell to unprecedented heights. It was time to become one with his beautiful trophy.
Asuka still had her eyes shut, but she could feel Feng collapse on top of her and start kissing her breasts. He kissed one while he squeezed and bounced the other, all the while moaning her name.
"Unhh...ahhh...you are mine...ahhh...you are so beautiful... and you're mine..." Feng moaned in her ear, his voice whisper-like.
Asuka's eyes shot open when she felt a long hard organ slide into her cavern. Feng had finally entered her, and he began pumping at a slow pace. It was an extremely unpleasant, terrible feeling, and all she could do was moan in discomfort as he fucked her into submission.
"Ahh...ahh...ughhhh..." she moaned, praying that this would end soon. Her moans grew louder and louder, as if each moan was an even more powerful prayer. Feng sped up, going faster and harder inside her as his breaths grew louder and louder.
"Huhhh...huhhhh...huuuhhh...HUUUUUHHHHH!"
Feng suddenly felt two tons heavier as his full weight collapsed against her like an anchor and pumped with every ounce of muscle. Asuka squealed loudly when she felt a warm rush of fluids shoot deep inside her, filling her nearly to the brim. She then felt Feng's huge train of a cock go slower...slower...until finally it screeched to a halt and left the tunnel.
Feng grabbed Asuka and rolled back over, hugging her tight against him. His embrace was impossible to break out of as his body finally became still, and he began softly snoring. Asuka rested her head against his chest and shut her eyes, trying hard to hold back the tears streaming. She felt used...violated...but she was alive. Living to fight another day meant another chance to one day get stronger...and get her revenge.