Chapter 20 – At Her Mercy

A few hours prior to Leah finishing work

Something waking you from your deep slumber you slowly open your eyes, your neck crunched from the position you lay in. Rubbing it with one hand you slowly stand up, feeling uneasy, like you’re being watched. Looking left out of the cage bars you see the long soft ocean of the bed not seeing anything out of the ordinary. Turning to your right you come face to face with Patty’s cat mask-clad face just beyond the bars, her mouth split into a huge grin. Caught off guard you let out a small scream and jump back, tripping over yourself and landing on your back, shuffling backwards until you hit the opposite side of the cage.

Grinning down at the tiny man, Patty couldn’t help but giggle as he tripped over himself and tried to crawl away. Deciding to taunt him a bit she curled her lips back, and opening her mouth she lunged forwards, snapping her teeth together, causing you to jump once more. Having enjoyed playing with the other tiny, she had intended to keep this one around until at least later in the day, however the tiny man’s pathetic display of fear just did something to her on a baser level.

Lifting her hand she grabbed the door of the cage and yanked it open, reaching her hand in, determined to grasp this last tiny prey and play with him, ending his existence before taking a nice afternoon nap.

Seeing her rip the door open and reach her hand in you shouted at her “Please no! Ms. Cortez please leave me alone! Leah is my friend! Please just call her and we can straighten this all out!” you begged.

Pausing her hand, Patty cocked her head to the side in thought before grinning wildly ‘Holy shit! He knows my alter ego!?’ realising this tiny knew exactly who she was, ‘this could be fun’, she grinned like a true cheshire cat, never having had a shrinky who knew what she did.

You watch as her hand turns over and lowers to the cage floor, her index finger motioning you to step on. At first you are hesitant, but seeing no other way you gingerly step onto the outstretched palm which quickly begins moving. Sitting down to avoid falling you are removed from the cage and dropped onto the bed. Looking up you watch as she stands to her full height, towering over you, completely naked apart from the mask covering half her face, with her perky breasts hanging free and her snatch glistening above you.

Looking down at the tiny man Patty slowly brings her hands up and removes her mask which she drops on the bed “So… you ever pay me?” she asked

Realising what you had said, you froze for a moment unsure how to proceed ‘Shit… why would I have said that!’ you cursed yourself, trying to think of the best thing to say. Realising there is no way out of the hole you dug yourself you decide to be honest “No… I cant say I ever did” wondering how she would react. A flash of annoyance crossed her face briefly before she slowly lowered into a crouch, bringing her face within a few inches of you, her green eyes piercing into you making you feel nervous. After what felt like a lifetime of her staring you down, she made a small – ‘hmpf’ – noise before smacking her lip and standing again.

Without a single word she walked to the ensuite bathroom and shut the door behind her, moments later you heard the shower turn on ‘I could make a break for it while she’s in there’ you think to yourself before deciding it’s a terrible idea, knowing even if you got down from the bed without breaking a limb you’d have nowhere to go. Your only hope is Leah comes home and figures out what has happened, preferably before your life is ended.

Patty stepped into the warm spray of the shower and sighed deeply ‘Fuck, that was a productive session!’ pleased with her profits from her playtime ‘I think I will use this last one for myself, no need for more action for my fans’. Washing her body with her soap she thought about what she would have the tiny man do for her, ideas cascading through her head as she washed her hair.

After a good long shower she stepped out, wondering if the tiny man had the balls to make a run, approaching the door she threw it open and looked to her bed, the tiny man sitting exactly where she had left him. Closing the door once again she grabbed her towel and proceeded to dry herself off, smiling at his futile position. After a few minutes of drying her body she wrapped her hair in a towel to help it dry and returned to her bedroom, intentionally ignoring the man on her bed as she opened her cupboard and picked out a pair of soft pink short shorts and an oversized hoody of the same colour.

Donning these items she turned back to the tiny on her bed, who still hadn’t moved. Approaching him slowly she once more wordlessly lowered her palm to the bed, smiling slightly as he climbed on without hesitation. Raising him up she brought him to her face where she finally addressed him “Well… would you like to see your friend? What his name?” struggling not to laugh or even smile.

Being offered to see your friend you breathed a sigh of relief ‘if he’s still alive maybe I have some hope!’ you thought as you replied “yes please, and his name is Dave”. Nodding at you she then asked about the tiny at Leah’s house “his name was Calum” you replied. Nodding once more she turned and walked out the room, you sitting in her palm cross legged, and headed down the corridor into another room. You gasped slightly, realising you recognised this room and the setup, gulping deeply praying she never brought you into this room for her play sessions. Looking around for any sign of Dave, you felt uneasy, knowing this room was likely the final place any shrinkies ever saw.

She carried you to the desk and deposited you infront of the cinema sized screen, hitting a key on the keyboard which made everything light up, the glare blinding you temporarily and making you throw your hands up to cover your face.

By the time your eyes had adjusted, there was a video clip on the screen ready to play, you heard Patty’s voice right behind you whisper “Watch… don’t look away or I will snap your neck” suddenly feeling a pressure on both sides of your head as her thumb and forefinger grasped you, forcing you to watch the screen as her other hand hit the space bar, starting the video.

Patty loved the feeling of holding the tiny man’s head between her fingers, forcing him to watch the demise of one of his friends, it was the ultimate act of power in her mind. Watching the video clip she smiled knowing how this was going to end, but the fact that the tiny didn’t yet know how bad it would be made the entire situation just delicious for her.

Looking away from the screen she was about to taunt her new prey before noticing his penis had started rising. Watching for another minute, Patty observed his penis hardening the more he watched the video, feeling him gasp at certain points. Struggling not to react, she thought ‘Of course! He knows who I am… duh… this is a turn on for him!’ realising she could mess with him even further, bringing her free hand to her mouth and quietly spitting on her fingers.

Watching Dave be used by this goddess which you knew as Ms. Cortez was filling you with conflict. Despite knowing the suffering he was going through, you couldn’t help but feel aroused, knowing you had watched other shrinkies be tortured and killed in various ways by her before. Wishing you didn’t feel turned on by the video you startled as her free hand reached around and the tip of her index finger touched the underside of your shaft. The sensation of her finger holding up your half solid shaft brought further conflict into your mind, feeling bad about your lustful feelings as you watched a friend being used and abused. Watching on, her finger began stroking the underside of your cock, bringing it to full attention before her thumb entered your vision and touched the top of your shaft, pinching her fingers together she held your shaft in her warm, lubricated grip. Glancing down you saw her finger tips were glistening with her own spit, realising she knew this was a turn on for you, you tried to look away only to be denied by her strong fingers.

You thought about shouting out to her to stop this display, but as you opened your mouth and breathed in her fingers began their own motion, moving up and down your shaft. You shuddered at the sensation, her fingers pumping you felt amazing, and coupled with what you would have recently considered a porn flick, was sending you to the edge incredibly fast.

Feeling the tiny man shudder as she started pumping his penis, Patty leant forwards until her lips were almost touching his back, whispering to him “your friend was soooooo gooood…” pumping harder as she felt your body tense. Knowing you were enjoying the display she continued “you like what you see I think… watch closely, I make him cum you know… he loved it” smiling to herself “I want you to cum too, but only when I order you… I want you to watch this…”. Looking up at the screen she knew the best parts and increased and slowed her tempo accordingly, feeling the tiny man’s body strain with anticipation as the climax approached.

Breathing deeply Patty knew the first tiny man’s end was near so she began pumping with renewed vigour, whispering to this second tiny “This is it… his end… he gave himself for me… cum when I tell you and maybe I keep you as my slave… you spend your days doing what Ms. Cortes tells you” pumping continuously as the video reached its crescendo, smiling as she felt the tiny body between her fingers stiffen. Leaning closer so her lips were touching the tiny man’s back she commanded him “do it now! Cum for me you little bug! Cum hard or ill bite you in half!” snapping her teeth together and pumping her fingers faster still she felt his entire body convulse as he blew his load onto her fingertips and desk, his hands reaching out and grabbing the fingers holding his head as his pelvis thrust forward and backwards, losing himself to her machinations.

Realising you had just orgasmed over the death of the closest thing you had to a friend you immediately felt shame, letting your body go limp in the grip of your captor.

Expecting some kind of taunt from her you were shocked when she instead lifted you by the head and turned you to face her before slamming your body down back first into the desk, rattling your nerves and winding you. Opening your eyes you watched as her face rose over you, her green eyes empty of any form of empathy as she licked her lips, before quickly dropping onto your midsection, her lips wrapping around your entire crotch, engulfing your still rock hard shaft as she slurped up whatever of your seed left, moaning deeply as she did this. After a few hard sucking motions, her lips popped open and she retreated, silently grabbing you and walking back into her room.

Dumping you on the bottom of her bed, you watch as she walks to her bedside table and grabs a magazine before throwing herself back onto the top of the bed, propping herself up on the pillows and making herself comfortable. Opening her magazine you see the cover ‘Giantess Dominatrix: How to Make Shrinkies Squirm’, the entire bed moving below your feet as she repositioned herself slightly, her lean legs stretched apart and straight, leaving her bare, tanned feet between you and her.

Reading her book, Patty thought the indication as to what the tiny had to do was clear, but after a minute or two not feeling him worship her she grunted and dropped her magazine, glaring down at the tiny man she barked at him “What you waiting for? Rub my feet erro!” picking it back up and scanning through the pages.

Not wasting a moment you scramble up the bed to her left foot and begin rubbing it with your hands, arms, elbows… hell you throw your entire body into her ‘Ok… if she wants me to do something then she might actually be considering keeping me!’ you hope, knowing what the alternative is.

Doing your best to massage her you cant help but compare her feet to Leah’s. Patty’s were smaller in size, but proportionally a bit wider and more muscular, attesting to her sporty lifestyle. Whilst you loved the way Leah had used her feet on you, you couldn’t help but find your current situation arousing too, despite seeing how brutal she could be with them.

Continuing to rub the titanic sole before you, you eventually hear Patty’s voice “Ok do the other now”, not wasting a second you begin scrambling over the soft bedding to the other foot, daring to glance up at her face to see if she looked happy or displeased with your efforts, the sight before you causing you to trip on surface and fall over.

Standing back up you look on amazed as you see her toned arm holding the book up, completely obscuring her face from you, whilst her other hand has disappeared into her pink short shorts. Whilst you cant see what she is doing, the movements of her wrist tell you she is rubbing herself. Deciding its best not to take too long to continue your assigned task, you rush to her right foot. Reaching it you stop for a moment and compose yourself, before continuing your job, praying she doesn’t turn her attentions to you.

Feeling the tiny bug rubbing her left foot was actually a new experience for Patty, given she usually dominated and ended the tiny bugs she found, or was using them to showboat for her fans ‘He actually feels nice… maybe I will keep him for a bit’ she thought, finding a section she hadn’t read yet titled ‘Cruel, and Unusual Torture’. Flipping to the beginning of the article she began reading, intrigued by some of the lengths the author had gone to in order to torture shrinkies ‘Fuck… I thought I was extreme… this is another level’ she thought, reading examples of castration, quadruple amputations, even one that attempted the use of belly button piercings that also impaled the man to your belly.

Despite her recent exertions, Patty couldn’t help but feel aroused at this extra level of cruelty, feeling her nether region begin to moisten as she read on. Turning the page and being greeted by images of some of the other examples, Patty let out an excited gasp, subconsciously lowering her free hand across her abdomen and into her shorts. Reading in depth notes on how to prevent these mutilated shrinkies from expiring too soon, Patty ran her hand over her clit, at this point remembering you were present, ordering you to move to her other foot.

After a brief pause she could feeling your body rubbing into the sole of her right foot, she sighed at the sensation, enjoying being pampered. Continuing to rub herself she decided she needed more and plunged her 2nd and 3rd fingers straight into herself, gasping at the sensation and shuddering slightly as she used her fingers to stroke the walls of her love tunnel, lowering the magazine to her chest and closing her eyes as she basked in the sensations.

Using your shoulder to knead her arch, you stumbled as her foot twitched, her toes above you momentarily curling inwards before relaxing again. Daring to take a peak you switched to rubbing her arch with your hands and peaked around the side of her sole, seeing her hand had moved further down and was moving with more vigour ‘Holy shit… she’s fingering herself!’ you realised, feeling a stirring in your manhood once more. Despite the circumstances you couldn’t help but feel aroused, she was an exceptionally pretty woman with a well-toned body, and the pink shorts and oversized hoody worked to accentuate her cuteness.

Being completely caught up in the moment you didn’t even think as you had removed your right hand from her foot and started gently stroking your shaft, stirring it once more to as you watched her. Bringing yourself to full attention you lost all semblance of your situation, the way her body was twitching and the small, quiet gasps she was making all combined to draw you into the moment.

Feeling the strong sensations of her fingers penetrating herself with her thumb rubbing her clit, Patty almost forgot about the tiny man rubbing her foot, deciding to have some extra fun she dropped her right foot down, expecting to feel the hard body of the little bug but instead felt her foot meet the soft bedding instead. Confused she cracked open her eyes and looked down, seeing you standing next to her foot, staring at it with a shocked look, then noticing where your hand was ‘Oh my god… he’s masturbating!’ anger overtook her and she sat up quickly, gasping at the sensation of her fingers inside her.

Sitting upright she kept fingering herself slowly as she glared at the tiny man “Who gave you permission to do that?” she growled, a babbling reply causing further frustration. Grunting she turned her feet sideways and brought them together, sandwiching you in between, positioning them so the ball of her right foot pushed you into the arch of her left, moulding you into her skin and leaving only your head and shoulders sticking out.

Grinning sadistically she began grinding her feet against eachother softly, feeling your body creak as you made small squeaking noises. Biting her lip and closing her eyes she felt all the sensations around her, sitting up putting extra pressure into her pussy, bringing further waves of pleasure as she began rubbing her feet back and forth, your small hard body feeling like a small exercise ball.

Opening her eyes she decides she needs a true release, pulling her fingers from her snatch and pinning you in place with her feet once more. Reaching down with her glistening fingers she rubs her juices across your head and face “You like what you see, eh?” she asks you as she leans over and opens her bedside drawer, pulling out a large purple dildo and a small 1-inch man who she brings up to her mouth and bites down on, holding him in places sideways like one might do a pencil. Her feet separate and her hand darts in, snatching you up as she lies down once more, holding you by her pussy as she teases the dildo inside herself.

Having just been battered by the very feet you were just admiring, being encased in her fist was actually less painful, if not more terrifying, wondering what was going to happen to you now.

As she began pumping the dildo in and out of herself she brought her fist up to her face, her green eyes staring into you, the tiny man between her teeth struggling and crying. Just as you were about to try and talk to her, her fist opened, dropping you from a decent height onto her chest. Whilst Leah’s body would have provided a soft landing, this woman’s smaller boobs and more muscular physique meant you landed hard against her sternum, the impact leaving you lying in pain as you tried to collect your thoughts.

As you lifted your head to try to communicate once more, you felt something punch your foot, quickly realising it was her free hand as she tugged you between her breasts and over her flat stomach, not pausing for a moment as you reached her mons, your pelvis lying upon the precipice, legs flailing around kicking her in the clit accidentally. Here she repositioned her fingers, once pinching either side of your hips before pulling you over the edge and mashing your body into her clit.

Hearing the squelching of the dildo as she pumped herself, you preyed she held some sort of control over her hand movements, as too much pressure would leave you a bloody stain against the sexual organ you were being used to stimulate.

Feeling the tiny man against her clit and the other swishing around her mouth, Patty was losing herself to the tingles running allover her body ‘Fuck I love dominating these bugs’ she thought, gasping at the sensation. Pumping herself harder with the dildo she began rubbing the man in her other hand up and down herself, using his body to stimulate her further as she resisted the urge to eat the one in her mouth, knowing it was best if she waited for the right moment.

Being rubbed against her, you were thankful for the abundance of her juices that had secreted, lubricating the surfaces as she forced you against her, using you as a sex toy as her clit kept bashing you in the face, giving you a nosebleed. Trying to use your hands to push her clit away from you elicited a short gasp from her, the extra sensation something you hadn’t been planning on doing, but needed to in order to protect yourself. Throughout all of this you couldn’t help but feel incredible, the sensation of your cock rubbing up and down the warm, wet surface was something you had only felt with Leah, this being a far more violent and dangerous version of that, with no guarantee you would make it out alive.

Feeling her tempo increase her body began twitching as she came close to the edge, the pressure she exerted on you becoming more unbearable. After a short time you felt her body freeze for the smallest of moments before she let out a scream and slammed her palm down ontop of you, grinding your body up and down her, the huge surge in pressure pushing your cock into her body and making you cum even as she did. Feeling your body twitching whilst she writhed in pain, you heard a blood curdling scream come from up above.

Feeling her body tense up, Patty knew it was time and with one hard motion she plunged the dildo deep within her and slammed her hand down on her pubic region, hoping to crush you as she came. As she screamed she felt the tiny man in her mouth attempt his escape, using the timing of her mouth opening to try and throw himself out of her mouth, almost making it until she slammed her teeth down, catching his leg that hadn’t quite cleared, causing him to scream in agony. Losing herself in her throes, Patty sucked the man back in like a noodle, chewing him as he was pulled back into her maw. Once the broken man was fully in her mouth she tiled her head and swallowed, sending him to her stomach and slowing her motions down below. After basking in the glow for a minute, Patty pulled her toy from her vagina and inspected you with her palm ‘That was insane’ she thought to herself, breathing deeply, her body glistening with sweat. Speaking softly “Two in one go… I should film that next time” she whispered to herself as she rolled onto her right side, falling into a deep sleep.

Soon after hearing the demise of the tiny man, you felt her body slowing, your head mashed so hard into her you could hear her heart racing through her body. Exhausted and pinned in place you couldn’t move even if you wanted to. Hearing a squelch as she extracted the toy from below you, you felt her palm shifting, squashing parts of you deeper into her, hoping this was the part she would extract you. Hearing her softly say something about two in one, you realise she thinks she killed you… the thought terrifying you, showcasing she has no care about your life.

Figuring you should wait until there is a chance to escape you stay still, suddenly feeling your world shift and gravity move as she rolls over, laying her thighs ontop of eachother and pinning you from your feet to you lower chest, the pressure squeezing you hard but not making you pop.

Within seconds you heard her deep breathing from above ‘Fuck… I think she’s asleep’ you think, not sure if this is good or bad. Giving it a few minutes to ensure she is really out, you try to free yourself, pushing away from her body and pulling your legs, straining as hard as you can. After exhausting yourself you come to the conclusion that you are trapped, the reality of the situation hitting you – if she rolls any further she could end up smothering you, or even bursting your entire body between her muscular thighs. Not knowing what to do you just lie there, realising how exhausted you are, trying to fight it but ultimately failing you pass out.