Male Ego

I am a man! The stronger sex! The alpha male!

So how did I end up here stripped down to my speedos and tied helplessly to the  train tracks?

I struggle against the ropes binding me to the cold tracks and try to remember. All that is clear is that I am completely helpless!

I want to call out for help but that would be too much like a woman. I'm certainly not some helpless damsel in distress. I'm a man and I don't need anyone to save me.

After five minutes of struggling, I'm exhausted and I have rope burns all over my body. How am I going to get out of this?

Just then, a pretty young blonde girl spots me and runs over.

"Hey! Are you okay? Do you need me to untie you?" she asks.

The girl is so hot! She's the type I'd hit on at a bar, get her drunk then take her to my place to do whatever I want. I am a guy after all and pretty little girly girls are there just to serve us.

But right now the roles are reversed, She's standing over me while I'm the one completely helpless at her mercy. No this will not do!

"I'm fine, princess," I answer. "But if you want to give me your phone number, maybe I'll call you sometime."

She giggles. "Okay, stud. Why don't you write it down right now. Since you can obviously escape on your own, you can certainly write down my number."

I have nothing to say really. I'm in some serious distress but I'm not going to stoop low enough to beg a girl to save me.

"You sure you don't want me to rescue you?" she asks. "Those ropes aren't going to untie themselves, big man."

Now she is just toying with me! "A girl rescuing me? Hah!" I laugh.

"Okay. Suit yourself," she giggles then goes running off.

I struggle some more but to no avail. Perhaps I should have taken her up on her offer. What if the train comes? Hold on. Someone else is coming.

Oh no! It's my ex-girlfriend! What is she doing here?

"Well, well, stud. Fancy meeting you here?" she laughs.

The last time I saw her, I had slapped her across her pretty little face. She was getting on my nerves and I had to show her who was boss. But it turns out she had studied karate and this time she kicked me in the balls and flipped me to the floor. She left me with bruised ribs and a black eye. Beaten up by a girl! How humiliating!

Now it's even more humiliating. I'm helpless and she is standing over me just laughing.

"Do you need a little help, mansel in distress?" she asks.

I want to say no but I have little choice. "Yes." I say. "Please untie me."

"Okay, but first we're going to get proof of this," she says as she sets up her phone to film all this. "I should have gotten footage of my kicking your ass when we broke up. Now the whole world will know you needed a girl to save you."

"No!" I shout. This is too much. "Go away. I have this under control!" I am a man, after all.

"Suit yourself," she laughs. "But the train is scheduled to come in seven minutes. Hope you can get out by then. Bye bye."

She walks away and I cannot help but admire her sexy body as she walks off. I can't believe a let a babe like that get away.

A few minutes later, I can't believe I didn't let her rescue me. I feel the tracks vibrating. The train is on it's way. I try to get loose but all I get are rope burns as I'm secured to the tracks. I decide to swallow my pride and scream like a helpless damsel in distress.

"Someone! Help me! Help me!" I shout.

Just then a hot raven haired beauty walks over to me. "Oh look. A pathetic putz in peril. Does the big strong man need a little girl to save him?"

I want to tell her to screw off but I see the engine in the distance. I have no choice.

"Yes, please." I say sheepishly. "Please help me."

"Okay," she laughs. "But it's 'please save me, goddess.'  And while you are at it, lick my boot."

There is no way I am going to let a mere woman talk to me like that. But then I look and see the train coming.

"Yes, goddess," I say. I strain against my bonds to lick her boot.  I'm crying now. "Please, goddess. Save me!"

"Alright, stud," she laughs. "One more thing. Open your mouth nice and wide."

I am dumbfounded but too scared to argue. I open my mouth and she sticks a wad of cloth inside.

"MMMMMPHHH!" I cry.

"Good boy," she says. "You have no idea how you got into this predicament do you?"

As I see the train winding around the bend, I don't really care. I just want her to untie me and get me off this track!

"You tried hitting on me at the bar," she said. "You tried to get me drunk but it turns out you were the lightweight and I outdrank you. You passed out and I dragged you out to this track and tied you up."

"MMMMMPHHHH!"  I cry.

"I wanted to give you a chance so I gave some blonde bimbo at the bar $500 to come over here. She saw you but you wouldn't let her save you."

"Then I called your ex," she continues. "She was actually the one who hired me. She wanted to totally humiliate you but still let you live. Too bad your stupid male ego stood in the way. So now it's my turn."

She laughs. "I love putting stupid boys in their place. And right now your place, is going to be all over the track and the engine. Bye-bye boy."

She kisses me on the cheek and waves as she backs away from the track. Finally I realize that women are superior and men are helpless before them. It's a lesson I should have learned long ago.

Too bad that it's too late now.