“Nobody really wants to be broken. At least, not the way I do it.” Lorelei looked into the deep blue eyes of the young girl sitting across the table from her. Her name was Faith, and she was the older woman's newest target. For the past few hours the two had been discussing their relationships with the concept of power, and it had become increasingly clear to both women that Faith was in lust with how Lorelei commanded it.

“I do!” The bright young girl insisted. She leaned forward over the table to better hear Lorelei, who felt no need to speak louder than she was comfortable, and in the process gave Lorelei a view of her ample cleavage. She bit her lower lip in anticipation. Faith was such a beautiful young woman. It was going to be an absolute pleasure to take it all away from her. “I really do! Everything you've said tonight has resonated with me, Lorelei. Please, tell me what I can do to prove to you that I'm ready.”

The girl was already begging. This was an excellent start. Lorelei gave a mock sigh, rolling her eyes. “If you truly think you're not over your head, come with me back to my house. I have something I want to show you. It will determine whether or not you're what I'm looking for.”

“Absolutely.” Faith said unflinchingly. The two women rose from the table, cleared their tabs, and headed out into the cool night air.

“We'll take my car.” Lorelei said, not looking to Faith for acquiescence. The young blonde looked helplessly from her car to Lorelei and back again. She wanted to protest, but realized she couldn't ask to be submissive to this woman if she wasn't even willing to part with her car for a night on her behalf. Faith nodded and half-jogged to Lorelei's side. The older woman shot her a quick glance. “Walk behind me.” She said, and Faith obeyed. Lorelei kept her smile hidden from her companion.

Moments later the two were on the road, sitting in silence as the dark streets passed by. Faith had gone for a back seat door, but Lorelei had insisted she sit up front. Faith had her hands folded in her lap, staring directly forward as she tried to think of something to say. Occasionally she would steal a peek sideways, but Lorelei always had her eyes on the road, though her posture was much more relaxed than Faith's.

“S-so what is it?” Faith asked.

“What is what, dear?”

“The thing you said you were going to show me?”

Lorelei smiled. “It's a surprise. I'm sure you'll find it interesting.” There was a dark undertone in her voice, and it excited Faith. She'd never been with someone who so completely embodied the role of a domme. Everything Lorelei was, from her speech to her dress, exuded power. Her legs trembled from timid anticipation of what a person like that would do with someone who gave themselves over to her completely, as Faith was considering doing. Thoughts raced through her mind of being treated like an animal, or being bound and gagged, or even being forced to do menial housework. Every new scenario that raced through her mind excited her in some way. She couldn't wait to get to Lorelei's house and prove her willingness to serve.

“Did you ever have a pet that ate other animals?” Lorelei's voice interrupted Faith's train of thought, eliciting a jump from the younger girl. She ran the question over in her mind.

“You mean, like a cat?”

“No, cats these days live off of processed cat food. I mean something like a snake, or a lizard. Something you had to feed mice to.”

Faith shook her head. “No, I never did.”

“I did. In my first year of middle school my parents bought me a ball python. Know what those look like?” The blonde girl shook her head again, and Lorelei shrugged. “They're impressive-looking. But one of the first lessons my father taught me was how to feed it mice. You can't just drop them in and leave it alone. The snake can get bitten, which can lead to an infection.”

There was a small beat, and Faith wondered if she was expected to speak to prove she was listening. “What do you do?” She asked, and Lorelei resumed her story.

“What he taught me was to take a pencil, and when the python wraps itself around the mouse and starts to squeeze, you hold the pencil under the rodent's mouth, so it can't open it anymore. You hold it there for thirty seconds or so, until the mouse goes slack. Then you're good.” Faith was chilled by the story. Lorelei didn't have to explain the implications. That was the level of power Lorelei would wield over Faith. She would look her in the eye and take away every vestige of hope the young girl had left.

“Did you enjoy it?” Faith knew the answer, but she wanted to keep Lorelei talking about this. She was fascinated not only in the tale itself, but in her own interest in such a morbid subject. Lorelei's smile grew wider.

“I started giving them names. It wasn't enough for me to take away their lives, I wanted to believe they had personalities and dreams in their tiny little skulls. And I would recite their aspirations back to them as they struggled, staring up at me with their tiny red eyes.” Lorelei sighed, remembering. “Of course, it was all in my head. They were just dumb animals that operated off of instinct. The snake was just hungry, and the mice were just food. There was no deeper meaning to it. I would let myself get carried away during the act, but at the end of the day I always knew I needed more.”

The two sat in silence for a while longer, Faith mulling the thought over.

“Lorelei?”

“Yes, Faith?”

She swallowed. “Have you ever killed a person?”

For the first time since they got in the car, Lorelei took her eyes off the road. She shot Faith a friendly – if icy – glance; it was so full of subtext Faith practically thought she could hear the screams. “Does that scare you?” Was all Lorelei said.

“Yeah.” Faith nodded, staring blankly out the windshield.

“Do you want to leave?”

Run. Faith, run. Go! “No.”

“Good girl.” Lorelei had ridden the dagger's edge of letting this impressionable young woman into her world, and she'd kept her on the manageable side of her fear. She was practically bouncing in her seat, so excited was she to get Faith into her house. Despite this, she kept her composure, remaining as still as possible.

The two rode the rest of the way in silence, with neither woman looking at the other. Finally, they pulled up to Lorelei's house. It was smaller than she had expected. It occurred to Faith that the lawn was noticeably green, even this late at night. She thought it looked rather pretty, and for a moment it took her mind off of her fear.

“Are you coming?” Lorelei was already at the front door. Faith realized she had frozen just after getting out of the car. She smiled nervously, shaking her head.

“Yeah, sorry.” Faith closed her door and walked up the steps to the front door. Lorelei was just opening it when she arrived, and the two women entered. The first thing Faith noticed was how sparse the house was. Only bare essentials could be found in any room; the living room had a couch and a coffee table, the kitchen had a few chairs placed around a small podium in the center. No paintings hung on the walls, no figures on the mantle.

“Kneel there.” Lorelei said, snapping her fingers and pointing to a spot on the floor in the living room. “Face this direction and don't move until I return.”

“Yes ma'am!” Faith said, a bit of happiness returning to her. She was slowly shaking off the dread she'd felt in the car, and it was being replaced by a lustful excitement. She had already taken her shoes off by the door, so she dropped to her knees and spun around, facing Lorelei. The older woman ran her hand over Faith's head, smiling.

“What a good girl. Maybe you are ready after all. But let's get that surprise out first, shall we?” She winked, and in a moment she was gone, striding up the stairs. Faith could hear her walking around upstairs, and she thought she could make out the occasional drawer being opened. It wasn't long before Lorelei was returning down the stairs, though she didn't seem to have anything new with her. Faith frowned, but kept silent.

“Just a moment longer, sweetie. Why don't you take that top off while you wait?” Lorelei suggested, not even pausing as she walked past to go to the kitchen. Faith wasn't sure if the command was as optional as Lorelei had made it sound, but she had already come this far. She wanted to prove to them both that she wasn't afraid to submit. She grabbed the bottom of her shirt, and in one fluid motion removed it, tossing it aside. She wondered if Lorelei had noticed her deftness, but suspected she had not.

Lorelei came back into the room holding a bottle of vodka in one hand and two shot glasses in the other. Faith's eyes lingered on the shot glasses, though for the life of her she couldn't figure out why. There was something off about the way they looked, something that wasn't right, but she couldn't quite place it.

“Come sit next to me.” Lorelei patted the couch beside herself as she set the alcohol down on the coffee table. Faith took a seat beside her, accidentally landing closer than she intended. She started to scoot away, but Lorelei put an arm around her. “You're fine, honey.” She assured, and Faith smiled. This is actually pretty nice, She thought to herself.

“I admit I don't really have a head for dramatic entrances, so... here she is!” Lorelei said, holding out her shot glass. Faith took it, and finally noticed what was wrong with it. There was a small creature inside! She jumped, but Lorelei's proximity kept her calm enough to keep hold of the glass.

“What is this?” She asked. The tiny thing was stirring, and Faith's gaze was trained on it. Lorelei, on the other hand, stared deep into Faith's eyes.

“She's my pet.” She said simply. As Faith watched further, she started to make out details. Two arms. Two legs. Long black hair. Her breath quickened, and she suddenly put the shot glass down for fear of dropping it.

“Is that...” She stammered, and Lorelei nodded.

“It's a tiny woman.”

Faith shook her head slowly. “I don't understand.” She said, asking Lorelei to make this make sense to her.

“What's to understand? Sometimes people shrink. Here's one of them.” Was that true? Faith could have sworn people didn't shrink, but as she thought about it, she realized she'd never heard anyone specifically say they couldn't.

“I... I thought that was just... like, movie stuff?” She asked.

“No, this is very real.” Lorelei, uninterested with this line of conversation, had let her gaze drift down the young girl's body to her chest. Her breasts were tantalizingly supported by a bra that was blue enough to match her eyes. Lorelei reached out and traced her fingertips over the tops of Faith's breasts, and Faith gasped softly in surprise. Her face reddened a little, but she let herself be touched.

“Wh... I mean... wh...” A thousand questions danced in Faith's mind. She had no idea where to even begin, and Lorelei didn't seem very concerned with dealing with the tiny woman just now. “What do you do with her?” She asked. This question brought Lorelei's eyes back to her own.

“Whatever I want.” Lorelei's grin was dangerous, Faith could tell that much. “She was an unwilling devotee of mine at first, but within the past few months she's really turned around. She does whatever I tell her to do now.” Lorelei dumped the tiny woman out onto the table. The small thing stretched and squeaked, going through the ritual of having just woken up. Faith leaned down to get a better look.

“What's her name?”

Lorelei blinked, staring blanking at her pet. “You know... I can't remember!” She laughed, shrugging. “I stopped using it long ago. Calling them by name brings up all their unpleasant memories about their old life, and makes them much less satisfied in their new life.” As she spoke, Lorelei was unscrewing the lid of the drink, and pouring a shot in each glass. She lifted the one closer to her, and Faith took the other. The two women clinked them together and downed the shots.

“Oh God!” Faith said through a cough. Lorelei chuckled as Faith's eyes started to water, and she rubbed at them for a good twenty seconds. “Jesus, what is that?”

“My own mix. It definitely has a bit of a learner's curve.” She began to pour another shot, and Faith put her hand out.

“No, please, not right now.” She said. Lorelei chuckled.

“Don't worry, lightweight, this one's not for you.” She filled the glass and addressed the tiny woman. “Go on, drink up. I want you nice and drunk for tonight, understand?”

“Yes, Mistress!” The little woman called up enthusiastically. The shot glass was bigger than she was, but with a bit of climbing she managed to haul half of herself over the rim and dip her face into the potent potable. Faith watched, fascinated.

“How did you shrink her?” Her voice was still a little raw from the alcohol.

“I didn't. I just found her that way. It was quite a serendipitous find, really.” Lorelei's attention had wandered from her pet and back to Faith. “She's such a weak little thing, she needed a strong authority figure in her life, and I was just the woman for the job.”

“Wait... so you found a tiny human being and you... you just kept her? Like a pet? Why didn't you report her to the authorities or something? This sort of thing could be huge!”

“I thought about it, but that was sure to cause more trouble than it was worth. Besides, the two of us enjoy one another's company now. Get to the ground and lick my shoes.” She directed the topless blonde, who was momentarily surprised by the forward command. She did as she was told, sinking to her knees and running her tongue along the smooth leather of Lorelei's high heels. “If it turns out you're ready for the position, then maybe the two of you will be my pets together. Wouldn't that be exciting?”

The tiny woman was resting on her ass, looking up at Lorelei's form. The amount she'd drunk was imperceptible to the normal-sized ladies, but she was already feeling the effects of inebriation. She grinned stupidly and crawled on all fours to the edge of the table, looking down at Faith as she licked her Mistress' shoes.

“Do you want to serve too, tiny one?” Lorelei's diminutive pet nodded from the table, and she laughed at her eagerness. She scooped her up in her massive hand and deposited her on her other shoe. The little woman immediately dropped to her knees and started to lick Lorelei's shoe. Faith stopped, looking at the startling sight.

“She's cute, isn't she? When I first got her she was hesitant to serve me. Kept asking to be returned to her old life, or be let go, or what-have-you. All ridiculous stuff. Now she's content because she's accepted her place. That will be part of your new life too. You'll have to accept, in your core, that you exist to serve me. Do you think you can do that?”

Faith nodded, looking up into Lorelei's eyes. “I can! I promise I can! I've been a sub to people before, and some of them got a little demanding.”

“Life as my pet can also be a little demanding.” Lorelei said with a wry grin. “It's not always pleasant. There's humiliation and pain to be had.” She looked down at the woman on top of her shoe. “Why don't I use her to show you?”

“Oh, you really don't have to-” Faith said, but she was cut off by Lorelei's raised finger.

“I've made up my mind. Don't backtalk me, do you understand?”

“Yes, Mistress.” Faith said obediently. Lorelei smiled.

“Good girl. Now take our tiny friend there and walk to that end of the room.” She pointed to the far side of the room. Faith gently reached down and took the small lady in her hands.

“You look like a Sally.” She said as she walked across the room. “Or maybe a Susan?”

“She's a slave, and so are you. Put her on the ground beside you, and both of you face me.” Faith did as she was told. The two subservient women faced their Mistress, excited by the prospect of being told what to do. “Now what I want is for the two of you to race to me.” Lorelei extended her right leg, the tip of her shoe pointing at the two women across from her. “The first one to plant a kiss on my shoe wins. Do you two understand?”

“I-I think so...” Faith said hesitantly, and the little woman nodded.

“Then begin!” Lorelei said. The tiny slave immediately began sprinting as fast as she could. Faith watched her, and was actually impressed. She felt she may have been worried about her chances if the two of them were similarly sized. As it were, it took her a few seconds to clear the length of Faith's foot. The blonde looked at her Mistress.

“Is this fair?” She asked, taking small baby steps to keep up with her shrunken opponent, who was dashing like her life depended on it. “Am I supposed to win?”

Lorelei couldn't help but grin. “Well, you really don't want to lose. I suppose if you wanted to let her suffer you could drag it on. There aren't any rules, apart from the win condition.”

Faith considered what she said. Her tone had a dark, playful undercurrent, and Faith thought she understood. “So... there's no unsportsmanlike conduct?” She asked, trying to confirm her suspicions.

“Precisely.”

Faith watched the little sprinter with a look of pity. She truly was giving it her all, and again Faith thought it would have been inspiring if it wasn't so pathetic. There was no way she could reach Lorelei's foot before Faith, unless the larger girl just gave up. She kept abreast of her rival, slowly inching towards the foot. Fatigue was starting to set in for the tiny slave girl, but she ran with everything she had, determined to win.

“Whoops.” Faith said, sliding the front of her foot to the side. It impacted the little woman and sent her tumbling to the ground. She rolled over herself a few times, and even let out a squeal loud enough to be audible. The giant ladies above her laughed at her misfortune, but she picked herself up and started running again.

“Tease her some.” Lorelei commanded. Faith brought her foot up from behind and knocked the tiny woman onto her front. She rolled her over and held her big toe over her face.

“Do you wanna win the race?” She asked in a high-pitched voice, as though she was talking to a child. “You wanna win?” Faith could see the woman nodding. “Then lick my toe so I'll let you up.”

To her credit, the little pet was good at following orders. She was promptly running her tongue across Faith's skin as soon as she was told to do so. It tickled Faith, like a small feather being teased across her toe. She couldn't even feel the dampness at that size, though she knew it must be there. She lifted her foot aside, and as quickly as she could the shrunken woman got to her feet and started running again.

“Ah-ah-ah, not so fast there girl.” Faith sank to her knees and pinched the little sprinter by the waist, lifting her up off the ground. She was only a couple feet away from Lorelei's toes now, and she squirmed and fought against Faith's fingers. They could hear her tiny protests, but neither woman cared about them. Faith reached out and set the small woman down on the far side of the room again, resetting her progress. She was now incredibly worn out but she still did what she could, plodding forward determinedly.

Lorelei and Faith watched the tiny woman run. It took her twice as long to get back to where she'd been before Faith had reset her progress, and her heart started to pound in her chest. She knew it was futile, but she entertained the thought that maybe – just maybe – the giant girl would have pity on her and let her win because of her efforts. She was only a foot away from the shoe now. Just a little bit more. Six inches. Her legs and lungs burned, but she was so close-

“Nope!” Faith exclaimed, sweeping her hand across the ground and brushing her opponent aside. She leaned down and placed a loving kiss on Lorelei's foot.

“Very good, girl.” She said to Faith, then looked at the loser who was laying on her back, panting in deep breaths of air. “Why didn't you try harder?” She asked.

“I'm... sorry... Mistress...” The tiny reply was hardly satisfying. Lorelei took the shrunken woman in her hand. The room was already spinning to the drunk little thing, and being lifted into the air only exacerbated her condition. She quickly clapped her hands to her mouth, her eyes shooting open wide.

Everyone noticed the reaction and understood what was happening. Lorelei's gaze became a threatening dare, and her tiny pet struggled to keep the contents of her stomach down. She was red in the face and shaking with exertion, but she fought the impulse down. Her giant captor just smiled.

“Very good, little girl. I'm proud of you for keeping that down.” Lorelei said, and her pet nodded. “Now, you understand you have to be punished for losing the race, right?”

“Yes, Mistress.” There was no bitterness in her voice. She understood that Faith had done what she was expected to, just as she herself had. Lorelei held her hand out, offering the tiny pet to Faith who again was careful as she took her into her hands.

“Bend her over your hand, facing forward.” Lorelei said, and Faith did so, turning her over so her rear was exposed. “Hold her there with that thumb, and then flick her on the ass with your other hand.” Faith looked up, shocked.

“Won't this hurt her?”

“Of course it will!” Lorelei said, laughing. “That's the point.”

“But... it's not her fault that she lost.”

“Honey, what did I say about backtalk?”

Faith lowered her gaze to the ground. “You said not to do it, Mistress.”

“That's right. Do as you're told. I'll tell you when to stop.”

With sorrow, Faith raised her hand and flicked the tiny woman on the ass. Much to her surprise, the cry that came out was one of pleasure mixed with pain. Faith did it again, and sure enough it was more of a moan than a scream.

“Is she...”

“She loves it.” Lorelei said, nodding. Faith smacked her a few more times, and noticed that the tiny thing was starting to grind against her hand. She lost what apprehension she'd had and started flicking as hard as she could, but this just brought an even more favorable reaction from the little woman in her hand.

“I don't explain myself to my pets, do you understand?”

“Yes, Mistress.” Faith said, feeling silly for having doubts. She knew that the little thing would enjoy this. She just needed to put her trust in Lorelei, and everything would work out.

“Here, give her back and come sit next to me again.” Faith sat down on the couch, handing the pet over. Lorelei wrapped an arm around her newest slave, drawing her near to her. “She loves to feel helpless, and oftentimes our teasing gets dangerous.” Bringing her hand back from around Faith, Lorelei took one of the tiny arms in between her thumb and forefinger. The little pet giggled, staring into Lorelei's big eyes. Faith could see unrestrained love in them.

Lorelei rolled the arm back and forth in her grip, turning the tiny body along with the bend of the arm. Faith thought that the two of them looked cute, like lovers playing with one another. She rested her head on Lorelei's shoulder, nuzzling up to the gorgeous woman beside her.

“Faith, I like you.” Lorelei said as she continued to roll the arm back and forth, straining it against its limits.

“I love you, Mistress.” The one shot she'd had loosened her lips, and she turned and planted a soft kiss on the nape of Lorelei's neck. The older woman just laughed softly.

“Of course you do, sweetie. How would you like to be my new pet?” Faith sat up, looking at her newest crush.

“Are you serious?”

“Of course. You've done well tonight. You have potential, and I can train out any further roughness you may have.”

“Well, yes! Yes, I'd love to be!”

“Wonderful! Let me just free up the slot.” She looked back at the woman in her hands, who was not paying any attention to the exchange between the two giantesses. Lorelei looked her in the eye and smiled, and the little pet giggled back. With a quick twist, Lorelei pulled the tiny arm off and casually discarded it on the ground below.

“W-wait, no!” Faith yelled, much too late. The little woman was screaming in pain, struggling in Lorelei's grip. “How could you do that!”

“Oh, it was unbelievably easy. You'd be surprised how delicate her joints are.” She dropped her pet to the ground, and the shrunken woman slowly got to her hand and knees before Lorelei's sole came down, pressing her against the floor. “I want you to watch this. Go ahead and drop to the ground.” She said to Faith, who had risen up off the couch and was now backing away.

“N-no thanks, ma'am. I'd much rather just... er, go, if that's all right with you.”

“It's not.” Without warning, a force wrapped around Faith's throat, constricting painfully against her. She brought her hands up to fight it off, but her fingers passed right through whatever it was. Before she had time to think, her wrists were grabbed the same way, and then her ankles. She was held helpless by something she couldn't even see. Slowly, the pressure around her throat eased enough for her to turn her head. She looked down and saw black, smoky tendrils lashing her to the ground.

“W... what... what the fuck is this!?” She cried, terrified.

“They're my playthings, just like the two of you are.” Lorelei said with smug satisfaction. “I'm a binder, sweetie, and this is what I do. I bind the weak into my service, one way or another.” The tendrils tugged sharply and Faith sank to her knees, banging them on the hard wood. She screamed in pain. “That thing holding you down is my favorite little pet. My goodness, the things he can do. He's sworn to me for the next... oh, I don't even know. I want to say five centuries? But that could be a little low. Either way, he's sworn to me for a long time.”

Again they gave a tug, bringing her flat onto her front, head turned to the side. Then the semi-tangible monster dragged her across the floor such that she was directly in front of Lorelei's sole. She could see the tiny lady beneath the cruel woman's foot, pressed flat onto her front by an overwhelming force just as Faith herself was. The two women looked into each other's eyes, sharing in one another's fear.

“I warned you, Faith. I told you that you didn't want to be broken by me, but you didn't listen.” Her foot slowly began to crush the shrunken girl beneath it into the ground. Tiny shrieks of pain came from beneath her, but she didn't pay them any attention. “I'm strong, Faith. Unbelievably strong – dare I say it, unstoppably strong. I've killed demons, Faith. Demons. Crushed them under my foot like the girl you're watching now.” It was hard to imagine, but having been confronted with so much so soon, Faith didn't doubt Lorelei's sincerity for a second. “But there's something that's so sweet about doing it to a human. They're so innocent, and so, so weak. No fight at all. I love it.”

The tiny woman could no longer struggle or scream. She stared wild-eyed into Faith's face as blood leaked from every hole in her body, including a few that had been torn open due to the sole. Faith felt guilty somehow, as though if she hadn't come back with Lorelei, maybe the tiny girl would have lived through the night. But it was useless to dwell on the past. She had, and now the shrunken woman was seconds away from death.

“And... pop!” Lorelei said, giving a final push of force. The woman's body yielded with a crunch that the sadistic woman couldn't help but giggle about. She ground the tiny body into the floor, then lifted her shoe up, exposing the viscera.

“No!” Faith cried out. She tried to turn away but the black tendrils held her helpless. She squirmed and struggled against them anyway, but she knew it was futile. She was done for, lured into this home like a fly into a venus fly trap, and now she was stuck, helpless in its crushing embrace. A sudden pain consumed her body and she shrieked louder than she ever had. It felt like every one of her nerves was exploding in a searing pain, and through it all she could hear Lorelei's voice.

“You're shrinking now, honey. I'm told it's an excruciating experience, probably second only to actually being smeared into the ground. I asked the creature that does it about it once, and apparently he's crushing you down, just in such a way that leaves you intact. Pretty interesting, don't you think? It has amazing implications for the science world, I'd think.”

The pain ceased all at once, and Faith was left panting on the floor, nude. Her clothes had been torn away by the creature, and were now nowhere to be seen. She slowly picked herself up and raised her head, looking up at the towering form above her. Lorelei looked down at her newest toy, her hands on her hips, and sneered.

“I really did try to warn you, sweetie. Nobody really wants to be broken.”