A Giantess Mistress

Mistress walked into her bedroom, closing and locking the door behind her. She had had a stressful day and decided she needed to relax. She’d just had a long shower, and now walked to her wardrobe were she chose the outfit she was going to wear for her fun. She put on a pair of tight black PVC leggings, a black PVC corset, long elbow length PVC gloves and a sexy pair of knee high lace up PVC boots, boots that had a six inch stiletto heel.
She looked at herself in the mirror and smiled evilly. She had black lipstick and eyeliner on, and she looked like a true sexy Goth goddess. Now she went to a small cupboard that sat in the corner of her room. It was locked, and she took a key from her pocket and unlocked the door. Inside was a small shoebox sized book, which was also locked with a padlock. She picked the box up and placed it on her bed, unlocked the padlock opened up the box, and smiled.

Inside the box were four tiny men, each only six inches tall. They were naked except for tiny loin cloths that covered their privates. They all looked up at their goddess, their tiny bodies trembling with fear. This amused Mistress, to have these tiny men as her pets, completely under her power.
‘Hello slaves’ Mistress purred, ‘I’ve decided you are all going to help me relax. If you please me you’ll be rewarded, if you piss me off there’ll be trouble.
Understand?’ All the tiny men nodded.

Mistress picked up the box and placed it on the floor. ‘Climb out of the box and line up in front of my boots’ she commanded. She watched the tiny men struggle to climb out of the box. They then ran over to a place in front of her boots, where they stood in line and looked up at her. She placed her hands on her hips and looked down at them smiling cruelly. She towered over them.
‘Lick my boots’ she commanded, then laughed as the tiny slaves ran to her boots, licking her heels with their tiny tongues. They could only clean as far as her ankles as they were so tiny.
‘Line up again’ Mistress commanded ‘ and remove your loin cloths’ she watched as her pets stood in a line again, and smiled as they took their loincloths off. Each tiny slave had a tiny erection. She reached down and picked one of the men up, holding him gently but firmly in her hand. She ran her finger tip over his tiny cock, making him moan in pleasure, then tucked him into the front of her corset, so that he was pinned between her PVC corset and her left nipple. She reached down and picked up a second man, tucking him in against her right nipple. She smiled as she felt their tiny tongues and hands rubbing against her hardening nipples. She looked down at the remaining two men, and picked one up in each hand.

She walked over to her bed and laid down on her back. She held one man against her crotch, rubbing his trembling body in circles, the PVC leggings the only thing between his tiny body and her hot wet pussy. The other man she held by his wrists and lowered him, feet first into her hot wet mouth. She closed her lips around his waist and begun to suck on him, moving her tongue up between his legs and flicking his tiny cock.
She was getting more and more turned on. She stopped rubbing the man against the crotch of her leggings, instead she shoved him down the front of her leggings, feeling his tiny body wiggling against her hot pussy. She wanted more than this, and holding the little man’s body firmly she pushed him feet first into her pussy, right up to his neck.
She laid there, feeling the tiny men massaging her breasts, sucking on the third man, whilst the fourth slave in her wet pussy slowly brought her to orgasm. She stopped sucking on the slave she was holding, and pushed him down the front of her leggings, ordering him to rub her clit. She now had a slave massaging each nipple, one in her pussy and the fourth rubbing her clit.

Finally she came, her whole body tensing she screamed in pleasure. She felt the tiny slaves coming on her nipples. She laid there for a moment, before pulling out the men from her cleavage. They were exhausted, covered in her sweat. She dropped them on to the bed, where they lay exhausted. She then reached into her leggings, pulling out her clit slave, and laid dropped him down next to the other two slaves. Finally she pulled her tiny pussy slave from her hot wet privates. She held him in her hand and laughed evilly. He was moist and wet from her pussy, her passion had been almost been to much for him. She picked up each tiny slave, putting them back in their box.
‘Good night boys’ she laughed as she closed their box, ‘See you soon’. She locked the box and placed it back in the cupboard for next time.

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Mistress walked in to the room, the heels of her leather boots clicking on the bare wooden floor, and closed the door behind her. The room itself was bare save for a table by the wall, on which stood a large bird cage. Mistress smiled as she walked over to the table and peered in to the cage. Seven tiny 6 inch tall men stared back at her nervously. They were always on edge whenever she walked in the room as they never knew what mood she would be in, or what she had planned for them.
‘Hello, ‘ she said ‘I’m bored so I thought we’d play a game.’

The tiny men’s eyes widened in fear. They knew what her games usually entailed.
Smiling, Mistress opened the latch on the top of the cage and reached inside, wrapping her fingers round the nearest tiny man and lifting him out. She could feel his little warm body trembling in her hand and it felt nice. She placed him on the floor by her boot, then again reached her hand in to the cage for the next tiny man. Some of them were easy to catch, as they were frozen with fear at the sight of her hand reaching down to grab them; though a couple quite stupidly tried to avoid her grasp as long as possible, running around the cage avoiding her clutches. Finally she had all seven tiny slaves on the floor, lined up in front of her boots.
‘Now,’ she said ‘the game is simple, all you have to do is stay out of my way as I walk around the room. If I catch you, I put you back in the cage.
Understood?’

The tiny terrified men looked up at the giant goddess towering over them, then at each other. They all scattered in different directions around the room. Mistress watched them all run and smiled. There was nowhere for them to escape to, so she just waited a few moments, amused at the sight of the tiny males desperately searching for cracks in the floor or wall to escape through. She took a step, the heel of her boot making a loud click as it came in to contact with the wooden floor. It was a sound like thunder to the tiny males
Mistress spotted one running across the floor. She stamped her boot down right in front of his path, and laughed as the tiny man ran in to the wall of leather that had suddenly appeared in from of him. He fell to the floor, stunned, and she bent over and scooped him up in her hand.
‘You’re out’ she smiled and dropped him back in to the bird cage.

She turned round, looking for her next victim. She noticed one tiny man, who had pressed himself against the wall, not moving. She walked over to him. Placing her hands on her hips she smiled down at him.
‘You not even going to bother to run?’ she said ‘ That’s so boring. Tell you what I’ll give you a chance. Start running now’.

The tiny man just stared back up at her, eyes wide, frozen in fear. She sighed and with a slight nudge of the end of the boot she knocked the little man on to his back. She placed the sole of her boot on to him. It looked so funny as his little legs poked out from under boot. She applied just a little pressure with her foot, and laughed as his little legs began kicking wildly. She eased the pressure of him, let him breathe, before putting the pressure back on him again. She did this for a few minutes, thoroughly enjoying herself as she watched his little legs kick frantically. Finally she scooped him up, and placed him back in the cage.
‘Five left’ she said and scanned the floor for the others.

The remaining five were exhausted by now, having been running around for such a long time to avoid her giant boots. Two had collapsed from exhaustion, and could only manage to crawl as she walked over to them. She picked one up in her hand and placed the heel of her boot on the tiny back of the other. She alternated between squeezing the tiny man in her hand and pressing down with her heel on the tiny man beneath her boot, a groan of pain from the man in her hand when she squeezed, and a moan of pain from the man beneath her heel when she pressed down with her foot. They were soon dropped back in the bird cage with the other losers. She saw that one man had found a holed in the floor, and had tried to squeeze himself through to escape, but was stuck at the waist. Beyond him, the other two tiny men were huddling in the corner. She slowly walked over to the tiny trapped man, and placed her high heel on his head.
‘Let me help you’ she said, and pressed down with her heel.

With a loud pop the tiny man was pushed down through the hole and disappeared. She wasn’t too concerned, these tiny men had a habit of finding their way back to their Mistress. Finally she picked up the two remaining tiny men, holding one in each hand.
‘All this walking has made my feet ache’ she said.’ You two can have the honour of massaging my feet’
She tucked one tiny man in to the top of her right thigh boot, the other she tucked in to the top of her left boot. She walked over to the door, blew a kiss at the slaves in the bird cage, then locked closed and locked the door behind her.

by slave SK