Conan and the Blind Lotus Fiend
Jun 8, 2021 19:24:40 GMT -5
Post by themirrorthief on Jun 8, 2021 19:24:40 GMT -5
Conan, as usual went out to eat totally alone. He did not enjoy being disturbed when he whetted his enormous appetitie. He had just finished his second fried chicken when the waiter approached him cautiously. "Sir, there is a young lady that would like to speak with you.."
"Very well, send her over...and thanks."
She was very pretty, her hair was a flaming red, her skin was fair, and her breasts were lush. Conan momentarily shoved the chicken aside and burped loudly. "That's kind of disgusting Mr Conan," she said.
"Please sit down and save the bitchin'" Conan replied..He failed to get up.
"My name is Sonya...they call me Red Sonya."
Conan grunted. "You're not bad looking."
"Thanks, you look nice yourself, and there isn't a lot of guys who would go out to eat with no shirt on these days."
"Want to take a walk?" He asked. He was suddenly interested in something besides food. There was a riverwalk nearby. As they strolled under the blooming dogwoods Conan wondered when this lovely woman would get to the point.
"I need your help Conan," she finally said, after finishing with the polite small talk.
"I'm expensive..." Conan began but she cut him off.
"I have little money, however, I could reward you in other, more primal ways."
Conan grunted, "I'm listening Red."
"Its my ex boyriend. He's a brute. I want someone to rough him up for me. It may be a problem because he runs with a gang."
"I can handle myself."
Sonya gazed quickly at the broadsword hanging at Conan's side. "Don't kill him though...I love him. His name is James I just want him to be nice to me and stop running around with other girls."
"He has you, and he still sees other girls...what is this guy...crazy or something?"
"My looks mean nothing to him Conan, he is totally blind. I'm afraid he loves women mostly for their minds you see."
"Man, thats messed up," Conan replied in wonder. She offered him a cigarette. They stopped and sat on a bench and smoked. Nothing was said for a long time then Sonya started to sob quietly. She put her head on Conan's broad shoulder and gently stroked his massive bicep. Conan was a bit taken aback.
"Give me the jerk's address and I will pay him a call he won't soon forget," Conan exclaimed as his voice thundered through the park.
"Please don't hurt him Conan, just slap him around a little. You are so big and strong and he's just a poor blind fool after all."
"Don't worry, he will recover in a few months...I promise."
Sonya laughed, "Conan you are impossible, I almost look forward to...paying you."
Conan grunted and scratched his personal area.
The next day Conan arrived at James' address. He knocked on the door and a totally hot babe came to the door dressed in only panties and a bra. Conan tried to mask his lust as he looked her up and down. "Are you here for a reason or just enjoying the scenery?" she asked and blew a puff of cigarette smoke in Conan's face. Conan pushed her rudely aside..."I need to see James."
"He is busy you jerk," the girl growled. "And his company doesn't take interrruptions well."
"Get outta my face wench, unless you want to be sexually assaulted by a real man before I leave here."
The girls eyes got big and she stepped away. "They're in the back rude boy."
Conan followed the direction of her eyes and stomped away. His hand gripped the hilt of his broadsword and he fingered the deadly dagger protruding from his wide belt. He followed the sound of voices and entered a smoke filled room. It stank of reefer and lotus. "Dope heads," Conan grunted. "I hate them."
The three men looked up when Conan entered. One was blind. Actually he didn't look up. "You must be James," Conan said.
There were two rough looking thugs in the room with James, "what's it to you," a big ape with a tattooed face grumbled.
Conan slapped him hard then shot a fist into is soft mid section. The other goon came at conan with brass knucks.
The huge barbarian grasped the fist with the knucks and sqeezed with all the strength he possessed. The thug screamed in agony. "You've crushed every bone in my hand...!" "You two guys leave now..." Conan demanded. Both thugs left in a hurry.
James took a puff of lotus and stared off into space. "Why did you hurt my friends," he asked...unafraid?
"I needed to get rid of them so I could whup your sorry two timing *&^.
"This isn't going to be a good day fior me, is it...mind if I ask you why you're here."
"I got a friend named Sonya...she sent me"
"Oh crap..." James whined.
Conan left a few minutes later...he noticed the half naked girl watching tv on the couch. "Is that Seinfeld?" Conan asked...I love that episode, Kramer is insane."
"is James Ok, what was all the screaming about? BTW, what gym do you go to...its working for you?"
"Maybe you better call an ambulance for James...fast."
The next day Conan met Sonya at the riverwalk. She was glowing, her lipstick and makeup had been flawlessly applied. Conan asked, "Whats that you have there." Sonya smiled mischievously. "I have you some ale, a forty ounce."
"Whoa girl, you know the way to a man's heart for sure."
"I have a couple of Big Macs too...all yours you big hunky brute."
"Hows James?"
"He's fine, the neck brace and the cast will come off in a few weeks and he'll be good as new. He says he'll never cheat on me again...ever! I'm so excited, I feel our relationship has turned an entirely new page."
Conan and Sonya embraced. Her large bosom felt wonderful crushed against his massive chest. Conan could feel the blood rushing to his massive thews. He pushed her away. "Well I guess this is goodbye Sonya, you love James and you are much to sexy for me. I don't want to get tied down...and you are the one woman who could do that to me."
Sonya's eyes started to mist. "I know you are right, I do love james...but I've never met anyone like you Conan...I thought that maybe we could have one of those friends with benifits things...you know?"
Conan shook his massive mane and turned away. He sheathed his blade and didn't look back. "I will miss you Conan" he heard the girl's trembling cry. Conan nodded and turned up the 40 ounce. He waited until he was out of hearing range before expelling some gas and cursing that drunken chef at the Outback Steak House. He wondered if there were any bars that opened early and it saddened him that all the local hookers slept so late.
"Very well, send her over...and thanks."
She was very pretty, her hair was a flaming red, her skin was fair, and her breasts were lush. Conan momentarily shoved the chicken aside and burped loudly. "That's kind of disgusting Mr Conan," she said.
"Please sit down and save the bitchin'" Conan replied..He failed to get up.
"My name is Sonya...they call me Red Sonya."
Conan grunted. "You're not bad looking."
"Thanks, you look nice yourself, and there isn't a lot of guys who would go out to eat with no shirt on these days."
"Want to take a walk?" He asked. He was suddenly interested in something besides food. There was a riverwalk nearby. As they strolled under the blooming dogwoods Conan wondered when this lovely woman would get to the point.
"I need your help Conan," she finally said, after finishing with the polite small talk.
"I'm expensive..." Conan began but she cut him off.
"I have little money, however, I could reward you in other, more primal ways."
Conan grunted, "I'm listening Red."
"Its my ex boyriend. He's a brute. I want someone to rough him up for me. It may be a problem because he runs with a gang."
"I can handle myself."
Sonya gazed quickly at the broadsword hanging at Conan's side. "Don't kill him though...I love him. His name is James I just want him to be nice to me and stop running around with other girls."
"He has you, and he still sees other girls...what is this guy...crazy or something?"
"My looks mean nothing to him Conan, he is totally blind. I'm afraid he loves women mostly for their minds you see."
"Man, thats messed up," Conan replied in wonder. She offered him a cigarette. They stopped and sat on a bench and smoked. Nothing was said for a long time then Sonya started to sob quietly. She put her head on Conan's broad shoulder and gently stroked his massive bicep. Conan was a bit taken aback.
"Give me the jerk's address and I will pay him a call he won't soon forget," Conan exclaimed as his voice thundered through the park.
"Please don't hurt him Conan, just slap him around a little. You are so big and strong and he's just a poor blind fool after all."
"Don't worry, he will recover in a few months...I promise."
Sonya laughed, "Conan you are impossible, I almost look forward to...paying you."
Conan grunted and scratched his personal area.
The next day Conan arrived at James' address. He knocked on the door and a totally hot babe came to the door dressed in only panties and a bra. Conan tried to mask his lust as he looked her up and down. "Are you here for a reason or just enjoying the scenery?" she asked and blew a puff of cigarette smoke in Conan's face. Conan pushed her rudely aside..."I need to see James."
"He is busy you jerk," the girl growled. "And his company doesn't take interrruptions well."
"Get outta my face wench, unless you want to be sexually assaulted by a real man before I leave here."
The girls eyes got big and she stepped away. "They're in the back rude boy."
Conan followed the direction of her eyes and stomped away. His hand gripped the hilt of his broadsword and he fingered the deadly dagger protruding from his wide belt. He followed the sound of voices and entered a smoke filled room. It stank of reefer and lotus. "Dope heads," Conan grunted. "I hate them."
The three men looked up when Conan entered. One was blind. Actually he didn't look up. "You must be James," Conan said.
There were two rough looking thugs in the room with James, "what's it to you," a big ape with a tattooed face grumbled.
Conan slapped him hard then shot a fist into is soft mid section. The other goon came at conan with brass knucks.
The huge barbarian grasped the fist with the knucks and sqeezed with all the strength he possessed. The thug screamed in agony. "You've crushed every bone in my hand...!" "You two guys leave now..." Conan demanded. Both thugs left in a hurry.
James took a puff of lotus and stared off into space. "Why did you hurt my friends," he asked...unafraid?
"I needed to get rid of them so I could whup your sorry two timing *&^.
"This isn't going to be a good day fior me, is it...mind if I ask you why you're here."
"I got a friend named Sonya...she sent me"
"Oh crap..." James whined.
Conan left a few minutes later...he noticed the half naked girl watching tv on the couch. "Is that Seinfeld?" Conan asked...I love that episode, Kramer is insane."
"is James Ok, what was all the screaming about? BTW, what gym do you go to...its working for you?"
"Maybe you better call an ambulance for James...fast."
The next day Conan met Sonya at the riverwalk. She was glowing, her lipstick and makeup had been flawlessly applied. Conan asked, "Whats that you have there." Sonya smiled mischievously. "I have you some ale, a forty ounce."
"Whoa girl, you know the way to a man's heart for sure."
"I have a couple of Big Macs too...all yours you big hunky brute."
"Hows James?"
"He's fine, the neck brace and the cast will come off in a few weeks and he'll be good as new. He says he'll never cheat on me again...ever! I'm so excited, I feel our relationship has turned an entirely new page."
Conan and Sonya embraced. Her large bosom felt wonderful crushed against his massive chest. Conan could feel the blood rushing to his massive thews. He pushed her away. "Well I guess this is goodbye Sonya, you love James and you are much to sexy for me. I don't want to get tied down...and you are the one woman who could do that to me."
Sonya's eyes started to mist. "I know you are right, I do love james...but I've never met anyone like you Conan...I thought that maybe we could have one of those friends with benifits things...you know?"
Conan shook his massive mane and turned away. He sheathed his blade and didn't look back. "I will miss you Conan" he heard the girl's trembling cry. Conan nodded and turned up the 40 ounce. He waited until he was out of hearing range before expelling some gas and cursing that drunken chef at the Outback Steak House. He wondered if there were any bars that opened early and it saddened him that all the local hookers slept so late.