Being twenty eight years old, Clyde worked as a research assistant for the Bowing Aircraft Company. His work was the type performed by a person with a four year college degree in physics. He wasn't the greatest expert in the world; nevertheless, he made a modest living as a technical assistant in one of the company's labs. However, our young man was also preoccupied with something else. In fact, he had a giantess fetish. His peculiar disposition caused him to go to his computer every evening after work at home and look up all the giantess webbsites.
Also, he went to these sites with a devotion that at times exceeds his dedication to the aircraft company. More to the point, Clyde's brain dreamt and fantasized of a world dominated by women and populated by tiny three or four inch high males, whose lives were completely controlled by their normal sized female counter parts.
In essence, nothing would please Clyde more than to be three inches high and stand before the feet of a beautiful woman, having to look up at her with respect and adoration. So was the life of this being who lived one day at a time looking forward to nothing of exception save his constant dream of female hegemony.
However, one evening after Clyde arrived home from another day at the research facility, he went to his PC and locked on to the Internet.
Further, the front page told him he had email. Hence, Clyde clicked on the email icon and retrieved the message. The mail stated the following: Hello, this is Mistress Octavia; I see that you have a giantess fetish by the way you scan all the macrophiliac webbsites.
I can make your dream come true in the literal sense of the word! Please reply to this message. Mistress Octavia Clyde read the message and decided there's no harm in replying.
He wondered for a moment how she knew about the webbsites he regularly visited, but nevertheless, our man gave her a reply anyway: Dear Mistress Octavia, Please tell me more about making my giantess dreams come true.
Yes indeed, I'm greatly interested. Clyde He clicked on the send box and the message was henceforth on its way. Two days later he received a reply from the strange lady: Hello again, this is Mistress Octavia, please call me at the number listed below. Mistress Octavia. At the bottom of the email message there was a phone number together with its area code. Clyde read the number and reached over to get a pen and a scrap sheet of paper. He copied down the number and afterward turned off his computer.
Next, the young lab assistant got up and walked over to the telephone within the kitchen of his apartment. He dialed the said number and waited until two rings passed. Suddenly, someone on the other end picked up the phone and a lady's voice said, "Hello, this is Mistress Octavia, can I help you?" Clyde answered, " Hi, this is Clyde, I'm responding to the email message you sent to me in regard to giantess fantasies." " Oh yes", was the woman's reply.
The voice went on, " If you're interested, I can give you what you want in reality; I can make you three inches tall for good." Clyde then ask, " How can that be done in actuality; and even if it could, why would you do it; what's in it for you; do you want money or something?" The mysterious female voice answered, " Yea, there's money in it for me, but you don't have to pay a cent; you see, after I shrink you, you'll be sold to women who love to dominate men and humiliate them." Clyde inquired further, " What kind of women; can I see what they look like beforehand?" The mistress responded, " All I can say is they're women who've got a lot of money and work in professional jobs.
Moreover, they live alone, are very sexy and beautiful, and simply want to dominate the opposite sex." Mistress Octavia added, " After you're shrunk, you'll go through a training process and live in small compartments as all the other little males who've agreed to be reduced in size so they can be dominated by women." Clyde said, " In other words, you find out via the Internet the sexual tastes of men, if you find a macrophiliac, you contact him and tell him of your enterprise; if he agrees to be shrunk, you do it." "You got it.", responded the gothic sounding female.
She went on, " I make a lot of money doing this; I work together with two other women; we're all physicists who've discovered a method to shrink living things.
However, we've kept it a secret; we only use it to make illegal income, for I'm sure you can see how such a process would be against the law." Clyde then said, " Ok, I'm interested, what comes next?" The lady said to him, " Meet me tomorrow evening at the Sunset Cafe; I know the neighborhood you live in, eventhough I'm presently in another state; I'm going to fly over to your area tomorrow; you'll know who I am when you see me; I'll be wearing a pair of black boots together with a black business skirt suit.
My hairs are also dark." Clyde agreed with her request, " All right, I'll be there; what time?" She answered, " Seven O' clock." He replied with, " That's good, see you tomorrow." Afterward, he hung up the phone and started to wonder about the whole thing.
He said to himself, " It just can't be possible; this has to be some kind of a joke; oh well, we'll see." Finally, the curious male spent the rest of the evening in a state of semianticipation. When night came, he showered off and turned in.
He got up the next morning and left for work. At the facility, Clyde found it difficult to concentrate upon his assignment. Nevertheless, the hours past and finally it was time to go home.
The man left the plant and drove to his apartment. Upon arrival, he looked at the livingroom clock and realized that only an hour and a half was left before the appointment with the strange mistress. Next, he opened the refrigerator and got something to eat. Clyde prepared himself supper and sat down to consume his food.
Afterward, he washed the dishes and touched up the place a little. Finally, the clock said six fifteen. He ventured downstairs, got into his car, and drove to the Sunset Cafe. Upon arrival, the curious one ordered himself a cup of coffee and sat down at one of the tables. The time was now ten minutes till seven. Patiently, the research assistant waited until he heard the sound of footsteps moving through the main doorway.
He turned to look and his eyes fell upon exactly what his mind pictured she would look like. About twenty feet from his table, there stood the image of Athena. The lady had quite exquisite classical features. Moreover, her eyes were the bluest he had ever seen in any other human being. Also, the lady's dark hair was raised to the top of her noble and gothic head; nevertheless, at the back of her neck, a few locks fell downward to generate a picture of grace and eloquence.
In addition, her clothing was precisely what she said it would be on the phone. In particular, the boots were the most impressive, stiletto heels radiating dominance and control. Clyde raised his hand with a gentle gesture; she took note and moved toward him. Finally, the figure arrived at his table, reached for the other chair, pulled it out, and sat herself down upon her spectacular ass!
However, something else also caught his attention. Within one of her hands, she had a small cardboard box. The container was about five inches high. Further, it appeared to have a square base approximately four inches to a side. After the novelty in female form sat down, lady mystique said to Clyde, " Hi, I'm Mistress Octavia." Clyde responded with a nod of the head. Our lady placed the box upon the table. Clyde glanced at it and noticed tiny holes punched into the lid.
He merely stared at it for a few seconds when her voice moved his gaze toward her face, " So let me tell you more about myself and the organization; the organization is the name I give to my three lady operation." Clyde looked on as she continued, " If you finally agree to be shrunk, you must remember that its for good.
Nothing can bring you back to normal. Moreover, you'll become property; first the property of myself and then the possession of the lady who I sell you to after the training period." Mistress Octavia eyed him further as she spoke; in fact, the dominant feline could notice his weakening before her presence as she went on, " Also, before you're taken to the shrinking place, your home will be searched to ensure that it contains nothing which can lead the authorities to the organization." " You'll disappear; no one'll know what happened to you." Clyde finally managed to intercede with a humble voice, " With all due respect madam, there's still a part of me that's doubtful." Next, the noble mistress gave him a long cold stare and finally said, " Well, if its proof you want, then here." She reached for the cardboard box and raised off the lid.
Octavia moved the open container under Clyde's face. He looked down into it and saw the figure of a small naked little man. To his surprise, it looked quite real. He mused over the tiny being for a second but moved back quickly when it started to look up.
Slowly, the doubtful one returned his face and gave the creature further inspection. Indeed, it was an authentic human being! The thing then said, " Hello, I'm Floyd; I'm real, and this whole thing is real." As a result, Clyde started to perspire at the truth before him. Further, he was in a state of shock. His hands began to tremble. With a satisfied look, the dominant lady returned the lid to its proper place and said, " You see, its all cosher, so what do you have to say now?" Clyde fumbled with words for ten seconds; however, he finally said, " Ok, tell you what, I'll go back home now; in a few days I'll call you back and give you my final decision." Mistress Octavia laughed and said, " Oh, now that you see things are real, you're a little scared." Clyde answered, " You've got to understand, its only natural." The woman simply replied, " Ok, I'll be awaiting your call." He got up first and was about to leave when he inquired further just as an afterthought, " So how did you find out that I view giantess webbsites in the first place?" " That's easy", she answered, " I'm a genius; anyone with intelligence can break into the system and find out whatever she wants." " Oh, I guess that explains it.", Clyde said in a shaky voice.
Finally, he turned around and left. Mistress Octavia picked up the box and did the same. When the perplexed male arrived home, he showered off and went to bed. As our man lay upon the mattress, his mind was pulled in two directions.
Fear was one of them, and the desire to be shrunk was the other. Eventually, fear gave way, and he started to erect. Clyde began to fantasize about being three inches tall standing before the dominant mistress. Further, the image of her boots continued to present itself upon the forefront of his imagination. After an hour, the humble male decided to go along with the lady. Sure, his life would change forever; he would become a piece of property; but nevertheless, all the negative aspects would be counteracted by the sheer sexual pleasure and euphoria generated by standing before a woman over twenty times his own insignificant height.
The next morning he got up. With his decision already made, he phoned in to work and said, " Hello, this is Clyde from department 6B, please tell my supervisor that I've decided to quit my job, I found work elsewhere, tell him I'm sorry." The other individual said ok with a sigh and then hung up. Clyde just stood there after placing the receiver down and mused for a good five minutes. In fact, his brain was just reflecting upon the full magnitude of the decision he made.
Nevertheless, the few minutes up, our young man ventured back into the bedroom and dressed himself. Further, he returned to the kitchen and made himself some breakfast. With the duration of another hour, Clyde finally worked up the nerve to call the mistress. He reached for the phone and dialed her number. The phone rang three times until he heard someone pick up at the other end, " Hello, can I help you?" Clyde ask, " Is this mistress Octavia; you sound like her?" Next, the female voice inquired, " Is this Clyde?" He answered with, "Yes".
The lady went on, " This is she; so have you made up your mind?" The former research assistant answered, "Yes, I've decided to go along with you; I want to be shrunk and sold off to a dominant woman." "Good", was the sound from the other end, " Tell you what, give me your exact address, and I'll be there with two other ladies to pick you up in four days from now; is that ok?" Clyde answered, " Ok, no problem; is there anything I should do in the meantime?" Her ladyship responded with, " No, in fact, do nothing; I'll take care of everything when I get there." Finally, Clyde simply said into the phone, " All right, I'll see you then in four days; oh, and what time will you be here?" She answered, " Is six in the evening ok?" "That's fine.", said Clyde.
He then hung up and she did the same. The four days went by faster than he thought they would. Finally, the hour of fate arrived and he heard the buzzer ring in his apartment. The man walked over to the intercom with anticipation and ask, " Who is it?" A stern lady's voice replied, " Mistress Octavia." He said, " All right", and pressed the button. The mistress, together with two other ladies, walked through the main doorway and ascended the stairs. A minute later, a knock was heard upon Clyde's door.
He opened his apartment entrance and looked straight into those same piercing blue eyes. Without saying anything, the mistress simply walked in and was followed by the two tall and beautiful women. After the last member of the organization entered the suite, he closed the door.
Next, Octavia looked at him and said with an introductory gesture of the hand, " This is Alice and Christina." The females simply gave him a short nod and measured him off afterward.
Each beauty was at least five feet and ten iches tall. Their heights matched or exceeded his. Furthermore, each vixen was wearing a pair of blue jeans that fit as if tailor made. The trousers magnified the curves and contours of their sexy pelvic areas. In addition, the ladies had on shirts that presented the shape and exquisite structure of their attractive tits.
And to Clyde's greatest delight, they both had on a pair of leather boots; however, the upper parts of the said footwear were covered by the jeans. Also, Alice was a blond, and Christina was a brunette; futher, they had brown eyes which looked deep into his inner soul. On the other hand, Octavia was dressed the same as in their previous encounter, save for the fact that this time her outfit was dark blue instead of black.
However, the boots, nevertheless, were the identical black stiletto works of art. The leader spoke again, " Clyde, this is it; your life will never be the same hence forth; however, before we take you to our realm, we've got to search this place and make a few adjustments with your computer." Clyde just stood there looking like the helpless victim of an arbitrary police search and seisure as the three mysterious ones started to inspect every corner and crevice of his flat.
Finally, the male worked up the nerve to inquire, " So what are you looking for?" The majestic mistress answered, " I told you before; this operation of ours is illegal, hence we're simply looking for anything in this place that's remotely associated with female domination." She went on, " This way, the authorities can't make any connection among all the males who disappear, for I've already shrunk and sold over a hundred men." Next, our submissive male said, " Oh, then let me show you were I put some literature and pictures." The mistress gave him a rude look and yelled at him, " Don't worry, we know what we're doing, just shut up and do what you're told!" Her stern response struck a cord within him; however, he caught himself and realized that if he's to be shrunk to an insignificant height, then he'd better get used to obeying orders.
In fact, helpless Clyde found himself responding to her statement, "Yes mistress." As a result, an expression of satisfaction crossed Octavia's face as she walked over to his computer and turned it on.
The lady logged on to the Internet, and Clyde watched as she entered his password. He reasoned correctly that she had simply used her superior skills to break the code and get his number.
As the vixen entered more information from the key pad, she said, " What I'm going to do here is destroy all record of your ever visiting any of the fetish and giantess webbsites; I'm also eliminating any means by which one can retrieve record of our email contact." Finally, within a few minutes, the sexy genius completed her task. In the mean time, Alice and Christina were searching the place over.
Alice entered his bedroom and rummaged through each and every drawer. When the lady came to the bottom dresser drawer, she pulled it open and saw all of his fetish material. The young woman removed everything and returned to the livingroom, holding the material. Alice presented the contents to Octavia. Boss lady looked at it and remarked, " The usual stuff we always find in every man's home before we take him away; keep searching." Alice complied after placing the material on the computer work table and then continued with her search.
Christina did the same. In fact, she walked over to the livingroom table and bent down to open its drawer. Next, the lady found a giantess picture which Clyde had downloaded from his computer a few weeks back. She too presented the paper to Mistress Octavia and then went further on with her search.
As Alice and Christina scrounged about, they were constantly bending down and squatting; moreover, the entire spectacle produced a sexual reaction in Clyde, for the two ladies were obviously quite attractive.
When Christina finished her search, she turned and noticed Clyde's erection. Both Mistress Octavia and Alice were also finishing up when Christina remarked, " Oh look, look at the bulge in our slave's pants." The brunette walked up to him, grabbed his crotch and toyed with it for a moment.
The Mistress looked on and finally said, " Hey male, pull open your zipper and let's see what you've got." Clyde immediately obeyed and pulled open his pants. His cock popped out in full view of his female audience. Next, Octavia got up out of the chair and proceeded toward Clyde. She too reached for his genital area and played with his prick. Seven seconds later, the dominant lady ordered, " Go into the bathroom and stand before the toilet." Without hesitation, the male ventured into the bathroom and stood before the bowl.
All three members of the organization followed. Mistress Octavia said, " Drop your pants and underwear; then kneel down." As he complied and went down to his knees, the lady in blue raised both the lid and seat of the toilet. Afterward, her next words were, " Jack off into the fixture now!" Little Clyde obeyed his controller.
Consequently, he played with himself as the spectators gazed on. Finally, with a burst of masochistic euphoria, the young man came into the bowl! The blue eyed vixen reached for the lever and flushed his seamen down to oblivion. The three ladies stood around him and laughed. Afterward, the leading mistress unzipped her skirt and lowered it to her thighs; she did the same with her panties. Next, the lady turned around and stuck her noble ass directly into his face. She said, "Kiss, you piece of shit!" The psychological captive moved his lips to her rump and progressed with her desire.
he kissed her backside for six minutes until her greatness had enough. Moreover, during the adoration ceremony, his hands shook as he admired her posterior, for to him and his innate lowness, a woman's ass is the purest and most eloquent thing on earth.
As the mistress pulled up her skirt and zipped it shut, she said to Alice, " Its your turn now." The blond opened her jeans and lowered them to her knees together with her underwear.
She too turned around and placed her bum in the face of the humiliated one. Once again, Clyde kissed and kissed. Alice turned her head back and looked down at him in delight saying, " You're doing a good job, aren't you?" He answered, " Oh yes your ladyship; its an honor to kiss your ass!" With Alice content, Christina interceded for her turn.
Finally, the humble male gave her butt all the respect he had given the two previous egotists. The ass kissing complete, mistress Octavia said, " Ok ladies, its time to get going." Thereafter, she left the bathroom and Alice followed.
Christina watched as Clyde raised himself and pulled up his attire. Finally, she followed him out into the livingroom. Octavia reached for the fetish material on the computer desk and moved toward the entrance. The remaining company followed with Christina at the very end. Moreover, he felt as a prisoner being arrested and put away for good. Next, Christina closed the door behind her and proceeded down the hall.
Clyde glanced back toward his apartment for a second when Octavia remarked, " Don't worry about locking it; there's nothing in there you'll need any more." Clyde remained silent and simply followed Alice.
The line of four ventured downstairs and out into the street. They followed Octavia's lead across the asphalt to a car parked on the other side against the curb. Octavia opened the driver's side door and pulled the seat forward. Next, Alice got in and worked her way to the curb side and seated herself down. Clyde followed and sat down behind the driver's seat.
As both got into the back, Christina walked around and went into the front passenger seat. Finally, the mistress placed her perfect ass behind the wheel, started the car, and drove off. While driving for over fifteen minutes, Clyde noticed that they were headed for the airport. Furthermore, he also saw that the car was a rental vehicle due to a receipt placed on the dashboard. Finally, they arrived at the terminal.
Octavia drove to the rental station to return the car. The three ladies and a gentleman got out and waited as Octavia gave back the vehicle. With the task complete, they walked into the airport and went to one of the windows. Octavia inquired as to the state of her reservation. All was in order. The team went through the security checkpoint and boarded a 747. The flight only took a half hour. After the wheels descended upon the runway and the jet came to a halt, Octavia got up and left the giant bird of the sky with her three companions following.
Leaving the main terminal of this second airport, they walked over to a parking lot and entered a blue Taurus. Finally, they were on their way to the place that would change Clyde's life forever. After forty two minutes of driving, boss lady pulled her ford into the warehouse district of the respective town.
Clyde gazed around through the window with anticipation in his eyes. Octavia drove up to an old looking building and turned off the engine. She got out and her companions followed.
Once again, they walked in single file with the fated one between Alice and Christina. Octavia opened the door and entered. As the group moved into the structure, Clyde was overcome by an errie sensation that penetrated to the core of his heart.
All he could hear was the stiletto footwear striking the cement floor. One minute later, they arrived at an elevator. The four got in and the mistress pressed a button. Next, the chamber descended for a few seconds and finally came to a halt. The door rolled open and revealed a sophisticated interior complex. All about, our man gazed upon high tech equipment. As he inspected further, his eyes fell upon what appeared to be some kind of a control panel.
Ten feet after the panel there stood an eight foot high white tube about five feet in diameter. Furthermore, Clyde could tell that it contained an entrance door which swung open and was locked with a circular wheel much like those used on a submarine to seal the respective compartments.
Mistress Octavia reached into her jacket pocket and produced the fetish material she confiscated from his apartment. Afterward, the gothic lady let it fall into a waste basket as she walked over to the controls.
Then, the mystical creature spoke, " Well, I guess its time." Pointing her index finger at Clyde, she ordered, "Take off all your clothes." He did as he was told. He removed everything and finally stood naked next to the pile.
Alice walked over and picked up his attire.
She proceeded to a latch upon the wall on the otherside of the large room. Upon opening the door, the glow of flame presented itself. The blond threw his clothes into the fire and closed the incinerator. With a sarcastic grin, she turned her head in his direction and remarked, " Won't be needing those anymore." Clyde next turned his attention back to the commander who said, " Come here." In compliance, he moved toward the attractive figure and followed her to the white tube.
With an aesthetic eloquence, the lady turned the wheel and pulled the door open. Using her right hand, she motioned him to get inside. Our fetish male obeyed and turned around so as to face the entrance. Femma fatalle smiled at him wickedly and pushed the entrance shut. A second and a half later, he heard the wheel turn as he stood in complete darkness.
Moreover, Clyde's legs started to shake somewhat. His heart was pounding, and his knees felt as if they would buckle under. Then, without warning, a red glow emerged from the top of the cylinder's interior. He looked up and realized that the light seemed to be moving up and away from him; that is, it appeared to be going higher and higher. Finally, the gentle florescence stopped its upward ascent and went out. Once again, he was engulfed in darkness. However, six seconds later he heard the turn of the lock.
As the door opened and light came in, his eyes took a moment to adjust. With his pupils sufficiently adapted, Clyde looked forward.
Before him were the leather boots of a giantess! He gazed straight at her footwear. Slowly, the male moved toward her glory and out of the tube. Eventually, he stood six inches from the toe of her boot. Slowly, our trembling little nothing started to role his eyes upward. As his gaze moved in the ascent, he absorbed the full force, grace, and splendor of Octavia's magnificent female stature.
The greatness of her physique was now magnified a hundred fold. Finally, their eyes met. The towering beauty looked down at him with a cruel smile as her weight rested to one leg, and her right hand relaxed itself upon her hip, " So, three inch tall male, how does it feel?" The naked little man answered her question after staring up at her for a few moments, " Oh mistress of power, you're the glory; I'm nothing before your greatness; I exist to only serve and obey the superiority of womanhood!" Looking down at her property, the dominant lady said, "Good, good, very good; you can now show me respect by kissing the toe and heel of my left boot." Clyde made a few steps forward and stood directly before the tip of her left black leather masterpiece.
He knelt down and gently placed his hands upon the leather. Next, the masochist moved his face forward and kissed. Further, his little dick was now dripping precum.
His tiny frame vibrated with ecstasy as he adored and worshipped the lady's footwear. Eight minutes later, Clyde got up and ventured to the stiletto spikes. Indeed, they were impressive! Our little creature physically embraced the heel of her left boot and gave it the longest kiss he had ever given anything in his life.
Next, he wrapped himself around the black tapered shaft and melted away in pure humility. Moreover, with the duration of ten whole minutes complete, he still hung tight to her heel. However, the dominant one looked downward and said, " Ok, that's enough now; time to be placed in your temporary home until someone comes and buys you." Clyde released his grip and slowly sank to the floor.
The mistress made a step back and motioned to the brunette, " Take care of him." Christina simply replied, " No problem." She walked over to Clyde and squatted down before him. With her thumb and index finger, the lady picked him up and raised the man as she too moved upward. Christina placed him into the palm of her other hand and grinned down at him. Also, with the index finger she used to raise him off the floor, the lady started to caress his penis, " My, how cute, let's see you cum." She continued to stroke the underside of his tiny rod with her long fingernail until two little squirts projected from his prick.
Then, Christina raised her finger to her mouth and licked off his ejaculation. With the merchandise in her hand, the brunette walked over to a metal door on the otherside of the room. She opened it and strolled through. Upon stopping, Clyde noticed he was inside a rather small chamber. In fact, it only measured about eight by five feet. However, built into the three inner walls were small compartments with doors. Moreover, each door had a small window with a screen in it.
Looking at his surroundings, our little male was reminded of the box area of any post office. Indeed, each cell had a number, starting with one and ending with one hundred and twenty five. Christina flicked a switch and a light came on overhead. She next squatted down to the bottom of the left wall and got on all fours.
The lady reached into her pocket and produced a small key. With it, she opened cell number sixteen on the first level even with the floor. Lady giantess said, " This is your home until you're purchased." Christina placed him inside and locked the door behind him. However, when the woman was down on all fours, she had her beautiful ass stuck against the doors of the cells on the otherside. Consequently, all the males within each opposite compartment went to their respective windows and gazed at the overbearing, yet attractive, female posterior before them.
In addition, over half the inmates started to play with themselves and finally cum. After locking Clyde up, she turned her head back as she heard some of the tiny moans. The beautiful brunette got up, moved around, and said down to the captives, " So, some of you like my ass, well in that case I'll give you what you want." She squatted before the right wall and with the key opened three of the cells at the ground level.
Brown hairs said, "Come on out." The males obeyed and ventured onto the floor. When they were in the open, the lady reached down and scooped the little beings up with her hands. The vixen left the room with her catch and went into another compartment of the complex.
This time she entered the lavatory. Next, Christina went over to the toilet, raised the seat with her elbow still glutting the men, and finally dropped them in the bowl. She then lowered her pants and panties and sat down.
Christina said, " Here, take this." with her words, she shit down on all three. Afterward, the sadist reached for some toilet paper and wiped her feminine ass clean. The diabolical lady got up, raised her underwear and pants, and laughingly said down to the men, " Is that enough ass for you?" The humiliated creatures just swam around next to her shit and begged her not to flush.
She responded, " Oh don't worry, I'll just leave you with my shit for a while. Having no remorse, she turned around and left. A half hour later, Mistress Octavia entered the lavatory with the need to piss. Just as she was about to lower her skirt, she noticed the three men floating around mixed with the female excrement. Lady dark hairs left the lavatory and yelled out to the other women in the main room, " Ok, who did that?" Both females looked in her direction and Christina finally confessed, " I did; I was just having a little fun." Octavia responded, " You know, this operation is hear to make money, not fuck around; what if I didn't look and end up flushing our profits away?" Christina seemed somewhat repentant and eventually apologized.
Then, boss lady said, " All right, but don't do it again." Christina quickly entered the lavatory, reached for the plunger, lowered it, and said to the males, " Hang on." The men reached for the object as best they could and held tightly as the female pulled them out. She placed the rubber end over the sink and told her captives to let go.
As a result, they let themselves down. Afterward, Christina turned the water on and cleaned them off. Finally, she took the miniature ones back to their individual cells. Next, the mistress returned to the lavatory, lowered her attire, flushed down the shit, sat herself, and took a piss.
Upon completion of her noble task, she flushed again, pulled up her skirt, and left. Clyde, on the other hand, stood alone in his tiny cell. He looked about and noticed a small light just above him. It appeared as if each cell had such illumination.
Further, at the other end of the tiny room, opposite the entrance, was a small hole. He walked over and realized this is all he had for a toilet. In addition, his eyes fell upon a few scraps of food thrown in one corner.
The man moved in that direction and raised the parcel to his face. He took a bite and found it to be bologna. Our little thing consumed a hand full and reached for more.
Finally, Clyde finished his Spartan meal and sat down in the opposite corner. With the hours passing, he eventually fell to sleep. The morning came with the sound of female footsteps. Clyde woke up and moved toward the screen. Upon looking out and up, his eyes fell upon Alice. This time, however, the lady was dressed in a white pair of casual trousers and a T- shirt.
Further, the lower part of her pants were tucked into her knee-high boots. " Breakfast time, little men, breakfast time.", he heard Alice say to all around. One by one, she opened the tiny doors and tossed in a few pieces of cereal to each inmate. Automatically, the prisoners took up the food and started eating. Finally, Clyde did the same as his door was opened. After Alice finished passing out the food, she said to the entire population, " In an hour from now, those of you who just arrived within the last few days will undergo training." As Clyde munched on his ration, he wondered what this training is all about, for he remembered the mistress mentioning it to him before he was shrunk.
The hour over, Alice returned. She opened a cell above Clyde's and removed its occupants. The lady turned around and did the same with an inmate on the opposite side. Finally, she turned back in his direction and squatted down before his cell. Next, her giant hand moved toward his door and opened it. The hand entered his chamber, grabbed Clyde around the waist and pulled him out. With three members of the opposite sex in her hands, the lady left the room and ventured back into the main area.
At one end of the complex, there was a solfa. Alice walked over to the couch and placed the men upon the floor after arrival. All three helpless ones looked up as she yelled across the complex, " Ok, they're ready." As a result, " Mistress Octavia and Christina come forth and stand before the men towering above them.
Our little males are awed at the sight before them. Three giantesses are looking down at male insignificance. Moreover, each puny thing felt the thrill of sexual delight flow through his veins. Then, the mistress stared down at the fated ones and said, " Before I can sell you, you must know how to perform certain services in the glorification of womanhood, for whoever buys you, will expect the most for her money. Christina moved over to a small table adjacent the solfa.
She opened a drawer and produced a bottle of red nail polish. Afterward, the young lady returned to her previous position before the men. Next, all three women slip out of their boots. Christina and Alice had socks under their footwear. However, the boss lady had on a pair of nylons. She moved her toe before Clyde and said, "Here, smell my stockings." The little male moved forward and started to sniff at her big toe.
Consequently, he breathed in her colossal foot oder. Nevertheless, the smell was pleasantly intoxicating. Therefore, his cock grew rock hard as the volidity of her feet overcame him. He even went to his knees in homage as he continued to smell. Octavia's ego finally had enough of his smelling; she next removed her nylons and the other two ladies removed their socks.
Indeed, the little men were transfixed by the feet of the superior sex. Without a command given by the women, the other two males moved toward the toes of Alice and Christina. Each got to his tiny knees and started to kiss the ladies feet. Moreover, they progressed with complete devotion. Eventually, each man was licking the spaces between the women's toes.
Alice smiled downward and said, " Ok guys that's nice, but we're here for something else." Obediently, the little servants moved two inches back and stood at attention before their owners. At the same time, Christina bent down and gave the opened nail polish bottle to the male directly below her.
With her other hand, she gave him the brush. Next, he heard her dominant voice, " Start painting my toe nails." The little man started the job. Also, the brush was heavy, but he managed to stroke the nails.
However, he made a mistake by getting some of the paint on her skin. She looked to Alice. Alice moved back to the drawer and got the polish remover. She returned and bent down in front of Christina's feet.
Next, Alice opened the bottle and wiped away the paint with the enclosed brush. She stood upright again and said to the little nothing, " Do it right if you know what's good for you." The frightened being replied with, " Yes your greatness" and continued with the job. As time went on, he finished with Christina's feet. The next male began to work upon Alice's nails. Once again, a tiny man progressed with a polish job. Two times, however, he made a mistake. Nevertheless, he finished up.
Finally, it was Clyde's turn. He reached for the bottle and pushed it toward the feet of the mistress. He returned for the brush and then ventured back to Octavia's feet. With the utmost in care and attention, he polished her toe nails without once making an error. Moreover, the ladies looked on and gave complement to his dexterity.
The job completed, the mistress said, " Its now time for the next thing." Clyde moved back almost a foot and the other two little ones did the same. As our three men looked upward toward the female magnificence, all of the ladies started removing their clothes. Our fetish insects gazed on as the women stripped themselves completely naked.
In the end, the vixens threw their attire upon the floor and squatted down before the tiny on lookers. With lust in her eyes, each diabolical cunt reached for one of the men and raised him up to her face. Upon standing themselves, the women said to the men, " Now comes the true test of your worth." Next, Christina sat down on the solfa and spread her legs. She moved her man to her slit and remarked, " Let's see what you can do!" After these words, the giantess shoved him in her pussy and ordered, " Start moving about and please me." The man obeyed.
Soon the woman was moaning with pleasure and finally came upon the being within her box! After Christina got off the couch, Alice did the same with her prize. Mistress Octavia and Christina looked on with satisfaction as Alice used her living toy to attain climax. Likewise, Alice too ended in a final burst of ecstasy.
Alice got up and let the mistress take her place. With Clyde in her hand, Octavia lowered him to her hole and said, " Here, smell me." Obviously, the oder of her crotch was overwhelming for the little one. Clyde was engulfed by the strongest musk his nostrils ever took in. The lady went on, " Like what you see?" Reverently, he just stared forth at the massive yet beautiful opening before him.
Then, commanding cunt pushed him in head first. he squirmed about until she pulled him out. Again, she pushed him in, repeating the act over and over until she became wetter and wetter.
Clyde felt the temperature rise in her cavity. At last, with a lound and long, " Yeeeee.ssss!", our lady let the warm fluids of her orgasm flow over his helpless frame. Her elation subsided, Mistress Octavia removed him from her snatch. Holding him upside down by the ankles, she stood up off the solfa and looked into his face, " Not bad, I guess whoever buys you will be one satisfied customer." The words over, she turned around and laid him upon the couch.
Watching Octavia drop her pet upon the furniture, Alice and Christina did the same with their little pussy pleasures. The men got to their feet and looked up at the women as the mistress spoke, " The last thing we're going to test is your ability to kiss ass!" "Ok girls, you know what to do." Consequently, the blond, the brunette, and the blue eyed vixen turned around and got on all fours.
They placed their butts together and simultaneously, next to one another, pushed their rears back against the solfa. Turning her gorgeous head, mistress said in a stern voice, " Kiss our asses now!" Clyde and his two companions moved forward toward the ass crack of each female.
Further, Clyde was behind Octavia and the two other gentleman each had the ass of one of the other ladies. Next, they proceeded. Like slaves before an ancient monument, they kissed and licked. In fact, the process went on for over an hour. Clyde really explored the full extent of her crack from top to bottom. In addition, blue eyes raised and lowered her posterior to accommodate his work.
The ceremony coming to a close, Octavia got up and remarked, " They're pretty good; well, I guess its time to return them to their pens. Alice got up and Christina did the same. The dominant ones got dressed and slipped back into their boots.
Afterward, Alice bent down and took all of the men off the solfa and returned them to the adjoining room. With all in their place, she turned off the light and closed the door. After two days past, Clyde, while seated in his rectangular abode, noticed the voice of a woman he had never heard before, " So this is where you keep them all.", the female said.
Octavia's voice came next, " Yes Ms. Hegler, you can inspect any one of them." Clyde quickly moved toward his window to get a look. Before, him stood the feet of two women. He saw the familiar boots of the mistress; however, he noticed a pair of black highheeled shoes. Upon closer inspection, our little man noticed that this new lady had on a pair of stockings and a skirt suit, similar to the one Octavia wears, with the exception that this one had pin stripes.
Ms. Hegler pointed to one of the cells, and the mistress bent down and opened it. Octavia reached in and grabbed the little captive. Finally, she pulled him out and placed him into the palm of Ms. Hegler's hand. The lady looked down at the tiny thing and exclaimed, " Oh, they do look cute; so little man, what's your name?" The man looked up toward the towering woman and said, " I'm Wayne; I exist only to please you." The visitor smiled down at him and remarked to Octavia, " You're right, they're trained pretty well!" The excited lady returned the male to the mistress and ask, " Can I see another?" Boot lady responded, " Sure, no problem." Octavia returned Wayne to his cell and removed another.
Upon taking hold of her second curiosity, the prospective buyer said, " This one hangs better than the first; I think I'll take him." Mistress Octavia said, " Ok, let's go back to the main room." Both dominant women left the chamber. Finally, boss lady turned off the ceiling light and closed the door. Outside in the larger part of the complex, Octavia motioned to Alice to come hither. The young lady immediately responded. Upon arrival, the mistress ordered, " Alice, take this man and pack him up." Alice said, "Yes, it'll be done right away." The customer handed her choice to Alice who walked over to a table situated against one of the walls.
Next, the blond folded together a new cardboard box. Upon completion, Alice placed the tiny naked creature into the container and bent the lid shut, locking it by its slots. The box was only a few inches to a side; however, it had seven small holes in the top so as to circulate air. As Alice prepared the container, the mistress and her customer started to talk business.
" So how much is it going to be?", inquired the lady. " Ten thousand dollars", responded the mistress, " And I want cash." The lady looked at Octavia and said, " Well, that's a lot of money, but I figured as much; I brought fifteen thousand with me." The woman opened her purse and produced an envelope.
She removed ten of the fifteen thousand and returned the remaining money. Gently, the buyer gave the cash to Octavia and said, " You can count that if you want." Octavia glanced at the bills and noted that she had one hundred hundred dollar bills in her possession. She said, " Good its all here." After these words, Octavia yelled to Alice across the room, " Ok, bring it over." In four seconds flat, Alice returned to Octavia with the container in hand.
She gave it to the female customer and said, " Thanks." The dominant lady with her new property was politely walked out of the complex by Octavia. As they moved, Ms. Hegler ask the mistress, " Aren't you afraid when you contact a rich woman, she might report what she sees to the police?" " That's a good question", responded Octavia, " But I've information to ensure each buyer's silence." " What do you mean?", ask Ms. Hegler. " I mean that I research each lady before I contact her; I only proposition women who themselves have something to hide." The customer looked into Octavia's eyes for a moment and cautiously ask, " Really?" In reply, the blue eyed mistress said, " Sure, like the fact that you used your own position at work to falsify records and manipulate stock information for your own personal gain." She went on, " You could get ten years for that." Ms.
Hegler looked down and smiled saying, " I see; I tell on you; you tell on me." " That's the way the world turns.", answered Octavia.
Ms. Hegler and the entrepreneur finally reached the building entrance. The woman said goodbye and thanked the mistress for the male. She got into her car and left. Meanwhile, Octavia stood by the metal door and watched her drive off.
Next, stiletto lady turned around and went back to her lair. Time went on, Clyde remained in his cell and ate whatever was thrown to him. He watched from his tiny window as beautiful women came and left with a man of her choice. Furthermore, the tiny man noted that the vacant rooms were filled again within thirty six hours with a new shrunken occupant.
Nevertheless, the days progressed until one afternoon Clyd's chamber door was opened. A female hand reached inward and pulled him out. Then, ten seconds later he was staring up into a pair of green eyes as he stood helplessly in the palm of a strange lady's hand.
" This one's nice; yea, I think he's the one; I want him."said the lady. As far as his perspective allowed him Clyde determined the woman to be about five feet and nine inches tall.
Further, her hairs were light brown and descended to her shoulders in long elegant waves. In addition, her features were in direct proportion to her height. Indeed, this female was very attractive and sexy, generating an aurora which sank to the depths of Clyde's fetish heart. Likewise, her clothing spoke words of wonder which amplified her spectacular beauty. The attire fit her with precision, revealing every curve and outline of her exceptions physique.
Her slacks alone must have cost a fortune., not to mention her blouse. Looking down now and then, Clyde could discern that she wore heels, elegant shoes elevated with rear spikes that put the best lance to shame. " Ok, then let's go out and take care of everything."said the mistress. The two ladies left the small room with the little man.
As with Ms. Hegler, Octavia motioned for Alice who took the merchandise and placed it into a container. Afterward, the blond returned as the green eyed beauty paid the bill. Mistress Octavia then said, " Thanks Ms.
Hamilton; I hope you enjoy him; he's a real fine ass kisser." The lady laughed and was escorted out. In the front parkinglot, Octavia waved goodbye to Ms. Hamilton as she got into her car. Clyde, on the other hand, was engulfed by darkness and could only hear the sound of the engine starting. Furthermore, he felt a force pull him to one side of the box as the car sped away. For the next fifteen minutes, he heard nothing from his new owner.
Finally, the silence was broken with, " So little man, I've got a nice cosey cage waiting for you at my place." Also, the lady said, " You're gonna be fun; I can't wait to play with you." She continued driving until her destination was reached.
Clyde's new owner and mistress pulled into a long driveway which lead up to a house enclosed on all sides with tress. Moreover, the structure was of the newer type, that is, a brick home with large glass windows.
In fact, the dwelling resembled the houses one usually finds in Florida or Hawaii. The dominant female parked her car in front of the home and turned off the ignition. She reached over to her prize and took it up in one hand. Next, her ladyship left the vehicle and walked over to the front door.
Ms. Hamilton placed her other hand into her purse and produced a set of keys. She unlocked the door and walked in. Her glory threw the purse upon the livingroom solfa and walked directly into the dining room with the container in hand.
Next, the horny vixen pulled open the top of the box. For a few seconds, Clyde felt the sting of brightness in his tiny eyes. Nevertheless, he finally focused and his vision displayed the face of an attractive woman staring down at him. Before he could react, she reached her hand downward and circled her thumb and fingers about the little creature. Next, he was raised up and out of the cardboard prison and presented before the face of Ms.
Hamilton. Assertively, she said, " Let's get the facts straight: I'm the boss here; whatever I say goes. Further, you're to address me as Goddess Hamilton; you exist for me only; is that clear?" The little one looked straight into the green depth of her eyes and answered, " Yes Goddess Hamilton: I shall always obey you." "Good", she replied. The goddess placed the male upon the floor and slipped out of one of her glorious shoes.
As Clyde looked on, he noticed her stockings. She presented her toes to him and ordered, " Start kissing and show me what a slave can do." Once again, as with Octavia, our fetish bug was groveling at the feet of a superior female. He moved to her big toe and started to kiss. The little man started at the patch of skin under her stocking right next to the toe nail.
He kissed and kissed until it became a love affair. Moreover, his little rod was expanding to full length and dripping some love potion. In addition, the smell of her feet after having her shoes on for an extended period of time added an extra dimension of humility to his task. Nonetheless, the odor was magnificent; he couldn't get enough of it. Completing with her large toe, he progressed to the other ones.
With no less devotion, he gave them all the respect and homage that the sexy feet of a woman deserves. Finally, when he finished, she said, " Crawl over to my shoe and worship it." Clyde remained on all fours and ventured over to her detached pump.
When he arrived, he gazed at its glory and finally started to kiss its side. As with her feet, he worshipped, respected, and honored the holy entity before him. Six minutes later, Ms. Hamilton ordered, " Go inside and jack off." Consequently, the helpless and humble one raised himself over the side and let his body fall in.
He got up and took a deep breath. Indeed, he was in heaven. Female foot oder, aside for the smell of cunt, is the most beautiful thing in the world! As he breathed in and out, he lowered his hand to his stick and began to masturbate. Little nothing played with himself until he came. Further, Goddess Hamilton stood there and watched the spectacle below her. His orgasm complete, she reached down for him and placed him upon one of the dining room table's chairs. Clyde then began to beg, " Oh Goddess Hamilton, with all do respect, please let me kiss your ass, please, please, oh please!" The lady said in reply, " Octavia mentioned that you're a good ass kisser, let's see if she's right." Ms.
Hamilton smiled and removed her blouse. Next, the beauty unclipped her bra and let her tits pop forth. Clyde stared upward at her nipples and was amazed at their size and perfection. Afterward, our lady dropped her slacks and stepped over them.
Finally, she pulled off her panties, turned around, lowered herself a foot by bending her knees, and then presented her ass to the eager pleasure. With no time to waste, he placed his tiny lips to her smooth and warm skin and progressed with the job. The woman looked back with a turn of the head while keeping the palm of each hand upon her knees. She laughed and stated, " My, my, just look at you, you really know your place; keep kissing ; you make me feel supreme and omnipotent." Indeed, the sociopath was taking it all in, the longer he sucked up to her, the brighter her ego glowed.
His new mistress eventually had enough. She stood up straight, turned around and spoke, " I'll be back in a few moments." The majestic female rotated and ventured elsewhere in the elegant abode. As the woman moved away, Clyde looked on and continued to admire her backside. Further, she only had her stockings on; the nylons gave her an air of mystery which she would exploit to the full upon her return. In patient reverence, our little penis awaited the return of the goddess. Naturally, he stood upon the chair in expectation.
The said moments coming to a close, Ms. Hamilton returned to the dining room. Clyde was totally transfixed by the image before him. The glorious one had dressed herself in a dominatrix outfit. Before him stood a woman in the same style of boots that Mistress Octavia had worn. However, about her elegant waist was a simple black leather corset that covered nothing save her stomach.
And last but not least, she wore a pair of black leather gloves running up to and above her elbows. Next, dominant mystique grabbed the male and placed him on the floor. Upon straightening himself up, she grinned wickedly down at him and said, " Slave, I'm the power; I'm everything; it's through me that all reality has meaning!" Her words were those of self infatuation, the revelation of an egomaniac with sadistic proclivities. Then, she reached for her genital area and slid her middle finger up the cavity.
Consequently, moans of delight emanated with her breath as the lady continued playing with herself. "Oh yes, oh yea, me, me, me!" Meanwhile, Clyde bent his head back and looked up to the goddess. Moreover, his tiny brain agreed with all of her verbal reverberations. He just stood there, as the devoted stand before the holy alter of faith, and let her words sink to the darkest recesses of his fetish mind.
Masochism was now at its pleasurable height. In addition, he now felt smaller than he had ever felt before in his life.
Afterward, the superior one finished with her eulogy of self adoration as an orgasmic burst placed her on top of the world. However, with reality slowly descending back to its place, she looked down at Clyde and smiled. The lady placed both of her hands upon her hips and spread her beautiful sexy legs apart. With the little man staring up at her cunt, she moved forward eight inches until her slit was directly above his tiny frame.
Next, words came from her noble lips, " You little piece of garbage, you're nothing and I'm all." Her words spoke an everlasting truth, for six seconds later she gave him a golden shower.
As a result, her piss fell straight down and hit him upon the head. Soon his entire body was engulfed by her fluid. The woman pissed and pissed on him and her surrounding dining room carpet. Finally, her bladder was relieved. She made a sigh and laughed down at him saying, " So piss ant, wasn't that great?" Before he could say anything, she continued, " Oh yea, little male, I think it was; however, who's going to clean up the carpet?" Clyde just continued to gaze upward as a helpless fool when she added, " You're the slave, not me." The lady turned around and went into another room.
Two and a half minutes later, Ms. Hamilton returned with a pail of soap water together with a sponge. Next, she broke the rectangular object into a number of pieces and threw them down at him. Then, the dominant goddess raised the pail and dumped some of its contents upon the carpet over her piss. Lady Hamilton gave the command, " Start cleaning; scrub that carpet with those pieces and don't stop until I'm satisfied with the job you've done." Slave boy picked up a sponge section and began.
Further, he scrubbed and toiled for hours, replacing one sponge part with another. Finally, her ladyship was content, and all the piss smell was removed from the area. Then, he heard her voice, " Work; that's right; you didn't think for a minute that you'll just sit around because you're small; from now on, you're going to labor away in this place." After her revelation of toil, the new mistress gathered the pieces and dropped them into the pail.
She bent over and raised Clyde up off the carpet With Clyde in one hand and the pail in the other, our queen and empress proceeded to the bathroom. She walked in and put the little being on the floor next to the toilet. While lowering the pail to the tile, her voice boomed down at him, " Here, take another sponge bit and start with the toilet; I want this place spotless; is that clear?" Respectfully, Clyde looked up to the towering dominatrix and answered, " Yes Goddess Hamilton." And so it came to pass.
When she didn't use him for sex, femme fatale used her pet for the lowest of cleanup jobs in her spectacular home. Clyde became accustomed to his new life. Furthermore, in the evenings when she was all through for the day, the goddess placed him in a bird cage and covered it before her greatness turned in for the night.
In fact, his life was reduced to insignificance exactly the way he wanted it. Forevermore, he would obey and service Ms. Hamilton. She was the domination and the glory! The End