Life on Parole

By Asukafan2001

                Jared had always been an early riser. It came from when he was growing up, his dad would be shipped from military base to military base. This meant mornings always came early, especially when you lived on a military base. No matter what people say, and no matter how far you are from the hubbub of the goings on, life just starts early on military bases. 

                Always getting up early, and going on a long run before breakfast slowly became a habit for Jared to the point that he couldn't fathom a day starting out any other way. Even with the fact, Jared had never followed in the footsteps of his father a few things still stuck with him.  One of those being the necessity for a morning run, just as the sun was starting to rise.

                Therefore, when Jared awoke this morning to find everything shrouded in darkness he knew something had to be terribly wrong. Years of getting up before the sun had made him accustomed to what the early morning hours look like and this wasn't it.  As Jared waved his hand in front of his face, he struggled to make out his own digits.  

                While the ground felt firm, it had a bit of give to it which made it feel unlike any kind of floor that he had ever walked on before.  Jared felt around and immediately felt a warm wall seeming to radiate heat if that is possible.  As Jared moved about his awkward surroundings, he could hear the clanking of metal, almost like keys jingling or a chain. 

                Completely dumbfounded Jared finally yelled hoping someone would hear him.   However, no response came at first. However soon the ground started to rumble and moan. Jared struggled to put into words what was going on, however the sounds coming from the ground were like that of no other. It sounded almost like springs or shocks compressing and decompressing. Then finally as if a switch had been flipped the veil of darkness was replaced with the familiar dankness that Jared had grown accustomed to over the years.

                "Damn you make a lot of racket." A voice thundered from behind and above Jared. As he spun around the most improbable of scenes unfolded before Jared's eyes. The awkwardly warm walls which radiated heat had taken the shape of legs, and as he tilted his head upwards his eyes feasted on the image of a woman.

                "What the hell" Jared managed to sputter out as the longest arm he had ever seen extended to the side and flipped on a bedside lamp.  The small beacon of light allowed the person to take shape before Jared's eyes.  He was looking up at Cecilia Reyes a person he knew quite well.

                It all started a year ago when Cecilia Reyes was convicted of a theft at a convenience store. She was released on parole a few months ago and Jared was assigned as her parole officer. Almost immediately, the two clashed as Cecilia didn't like how Jared was always keeping tabs on what she was doing, where she was going and the other tasks that went along with his job.

                "Get away from me!" Jared yelled in his diminutive voice, however, his pointless mandates were ignored as Cecilia bent down towards him.

                "bout time ya got put in your place.  This is gonna be the start of a long relationship." Cecilia laughed as she leaned back in bed.

                "what, what have you done? You won't get away with this!" Jared shouted as he fell backwards onto the bed staring up at a girl young enough to be his daughter.

                "Wont get away with this? I already have gotten away with it. As your right here, now that your awake and aware it's time to get you settled."  Cecilia said with a grin. Jared gulped as he stared up at the nude body of the young troubled girl. She grasped onto Jared which allowed him to feel the power behind her dainty grasp. The nineteen year olds meek looking appearance now appeared almost hulking and all powerful in comparison to Jared's form.

                As Jared felt himself being lifted up before her face Jared couldn't help but take in the full size of this mammoth being, from her smallish breasts to her black hair with blonde streaks  he felt powerless as his eyes focused in on her.

                "Once this goes on you, it never comes off from what I was told." Jared watched helplessly as a metal collar which looked similar to hand cuffs only a much more flat  in appearance. However, like handcuffs the collar seems to snap into itself.  A moment later a audible click came from the back of Jared's neck. Instinctively he reached back and felt nothing but the smooth metal band outside of single metal loop.

                "No use trying to get that off." Cecilia laughed as she droped Jared back onto the bed, however this time he fell a bit too close to her for his own comfort as Jared stared into the womanhood of this young woman. Cecilia's vaginal lips almost looked as if they were pulsating with excitement. 

                "I got that clit ring just for you and I have been dying for you to try it out." Cecilia taunted as Jared looked up at her a bit dumbfounded at first. However seemingly almost as if she was responding to the question running through his mind Cecilia clasped a small chain onto the back of the collar she put on Jared moments ago.  Jared found himself only able to watch as she attached the opposite end of the chain to the clit ring.

                "That should hold you, and you might as well get use to the surroundings as this is your new home slave. Things like food, water, and time outside of your home will be awarded for good behavior.

                "You can't do this Cecilia! You, you..." Jared screamed completely irate.

                "Your such a broken record. You can't do this, you won't get away with this. Face it, you're my slave now. I paid good money for this arrangement.  Now I'm going to go back to bed slave as some of us work for a living. Oh, and I think you will be addressing me as Mistress or Goddess Reyes. And that's the only choice you have left in your life." Cecilia said as she turned off the lights and pulled the blankets back up over her and before too long she was fast asleep.

                Jared's mind was reeling at this point. What was being said simply unreal. He pulled mightily at the chain which was attached from the metal collar around his neck to the clit the ring Cecilia had on. Each pull he put his full strength into it however it all seemed to be in vein as the chain refused give on either end.  Before too long his struggle was drowned out by the noise of Cecilia sleeping. Her Rhythmic breathing easily drowned out his struggles.

                Jared sat in wait like a dog chained up in the yard as he found himself unable to do anything. He felt for the first time in his life powerless to do anything. Time passed by slowly in the otherwise quiet room. Every so often he would hear a train rumble by which shook the old bed mightily. He wondered how Cecilia could keep sleeping through that, but assumed she was use to it.

                What felt like an eternity passed before everything began to rumble and shake.  The bed springs moaned and squeaked as Cecilia began to roll over. Jared tried to run but soon found himself at the end of the chain with nowhere to go.  He put his hands up instinctively hoping to somehow ward off her body.  

                Jared found his attempt completely useless as Cecilia rolled over onto her side in the opposite direction of him. This time however, Cecilia's movements practically impaled Jared's body into the sheets that were above. Soon thereafter he tumbled down the side of Cecilia's body before coming to a halt as he dangled in the air swaying from side to side.

                Shards of light were now fluttering in allowing Jared the ability to halfway see the world around him. He pulled at the chain that was now not only still attached to his collar but now sandwiched between her thighs.  As the twilight hours drifted to early morning Jared began to come to the realization that he wasn't going anywhere.

Life on Parole

By Asukafan2001

                As morning came Jared heard loud snorts which may have been cute or just a gentle cooing at his normal size. However from this vantage point they were loud and ugly sounding. As Cecilia rolled onto her back Jared slid back between her thighs as he fell onto her bed.  Everything seemed so unatural as Jared stared up at the giant being before him.

                Cecilia’s once dainty and petite frame was now hulking and massive. She would never be mistaken for a body builder or even being an athlete however, her every movement causes her muscles to bulge and flex. As Cecilia sat up against her headboard Jared was pulled along the bed, tumbling forward like a tire chained to a car going down the road.

                “Look, just undo what you did and we can let bygones be bygones okay?” Jared pleaded as his police training told him he was working from a weak position and spewing out orders would only upset Cecilia and she holds all the cards right now.

                “I don’t think so. You might as well get use to looking up at the world from this angle as this is your new life. So why don’t you strut yourself up and make yourself useful. I prefer a little pleasing first thing in the  morning.”

                Jared looked dumbfounded as he stared up at her thinking she couldn’t be serious however her gigantic hand moved towards him.  He watched her pointer  finger which looked larger than him curl back to where her thumb meets the palm of her hand. Then, before he could even react Cecilia’s pointer finger flicked outward slamming against Jared's stomach. He was sent flying back until the chain was fully extended and then he was yanked violently down to the ground by the neck.

                “ughhhhh” moaned Jared in pain as his neck felt like it was suffering from whiplash.

                “When I give you an order, you do it twerp. The days of you giving orders are done. You are now serving a lifetime sentence as my slave. Now, get to work and I might chalk up this incident to a misunderstanding. However, your work better be exemplary.” Cecilia ordered down as she stretched her legs out.

                “Yes, of course.” Jared said climbing to his feet not wanting to upset the giant.

                “yes what?” Cecilia said flicking Jared again without any concern for his well being.

                “Yes Mistress Reyes” Jared meekly said as he struggled a bit  with climbing to his feet before clamoring to the giant cunt in front of him. Not wanting to anger the giant before him anymore and not knowing how much more pain he could take at the moment Jared grabbed Cecilia’s labia and started to gently massage the outer lips with  his hands.  He worked her Labia for several minutes before starting to gently lick  the inner lips.  Jared could hear the moans of approval as he continued this for several more minutes before he was knocked out of the way by a flesh toned dildo.

                As he looked on Jared couldn’t help but be humbled the large man made structure before him. Here a simple dildo was now much larger then he was. Jared looked on, as the mighty device pleased the giant before him until she finally came.

                “Eat up twerp, dinner is a long ways  off” Laughs Cecilia as Jared looks disgustingly up at cum leaking out of her vagina.

                “You, you can’t be serious” Jared said but he was knocked forward and saw her finger starting curl back up. Still hurting from her previous to flicks he started lapping up the cum that had spilled out onto the bed, before moving towards the still pulsating lips of the giant vagina. As he worked his tongue over wet cum covered lips he begun to feel sick as he swallowed more and more of her vaginal juices.  By the time he was finished he felt so full he wanted to be sick.

                “I hope you enjoy your new meal. I’m sure it was a step up from what they fed me in prison. You should feel honored over my kindness” Laughs Cecilia as she looked down at Jared.

                Looking over at the clock Cecilia sighed knowing the real word awaited her and as much as she hated her job waitressing she knew the rent didn’t pay itself. So she swung her legs over the bed placing her feet down on the scuffed and cracking dingy wooden floor.  Thoughts of Jared were distant as she yawned once more while walking across the floor uncaringly stepping down on already worn clothing.

                As Cecilia headed into the bathroom she turned on the water for a shower knowing it would take several minutes for the water to heat up in the old pipes, just as she did so one of the trains rumbled by slightly shaking the building.

                While all this was happening Jared was in a state of disbelief. He wasn’t really sure what he was expecting however as Cecilia got out of bed and let him merely dangle downward between her legs that that certainly wasn’t it. As she walked out of her room and towards the bathroom Jared found himself swinging from side to side banging up against her thighs.  His stomach still filled with the cum she forced him to eat earlier wanted desperately to come back up. However, Jared was most certain that would be a very bad move. He knew from his officer training that biding his time would be his best bet.

                Cecilia meanwhile splashed some cold water onto her face as she looked into the mirror. She had what could best be described as a buzz cut, but the length wasn’t so short you could see her scalp.  She eyed her onetime blonde haired which she had dyed a dark black knowing it was time for a touch up.

                “Could you unchain me, please Mistress Reyes” Jared said  as he hung between her thighs. He hated the idea of calling her Mistress Reyes, however Goddess Reyes was out of the question. He knew that when negotiating with a criminal, it is best to cede to their demands when it won't cause any harm. As it lets them feel empowered.

                “Just keep on beggin’, twerp. You have no idea how good it feels to hear you pleading to me for mercy. Knowin’ I’m the one with the power here.” Cecilia said while stepping into shower. The finally hot water pelting against her as the soap rolls down her body.  Jared swung himself back and forth until he smashed against her inner thigh. As he did so he tried to get as much of the soap rolling down her body onto his as he could. He then used the water splashing down from her vagina to cleanse himself.

                Once Jared got as clean as he knew he was going to get he found himself dangling in mid air staring at the powerful thighs around him. Each thigh has a tattoo of rose thorns that go up towards her vagina. Jared shutters a bit as he imagines the amount of pain that getting a tattoo like that would put someone through.

                It seemed like forever before Cecilia stepped out of the shower. As she dried herself off she paid no mind to the tiny man between her legs. She merely toweled herself off as she normally would. Jared found himself being bounced and knocked about as the towel would bang into him.

                He had to hold his tongue several times to keep from ripping the nineteen year old titan. As much as it pained him to hold back his thoughts he knew yelling at a girl when your chained to her via a clit piercing isn’t the best of decisions.

                The constant swaying motion had started to give Jared a headache so when Cecilia walked over to a old scratched up looking dresser and stopped he felt a wave of relief overtake him.  He watched  as a pink  and white striped cotton panty is dropped down onto the ground. Jared gulped as Cecilia stepped into them and in one motion just pulled them straight up as if he wasn’t even there.

                The thin cotton crotch of the panty pressed against Jared firmly forcing his head partially into her vagina. He struggled a bit to turn around so his back was to the vagina. However after several  tense moments he found his face pressed tightly against the thin cotton as opposed to being forced into her vagina.

                The entire situation was unreal to Jared. A thin  pink and white layer of cotton now firmly holds him in place. He tried a bit to push against the cotton wall but it had very little give and to make matters worse there is an elastic band on either end which is so tightly pressed up against Cecilia that Jared couldn’t hope to move it if his life depended on it.

                 He was thankful that the tiny holes in the cotton not only allowed him to breathe but allowed him to somewhat see what was going on. However, moments later a skirt was pulled up and over him completely blocking out the light.

                “Might as well get use to this view. This is all your gonna see for the majority of your days from now on. When you’re good I will a wear skirt to work, however if you piss me off I will just wear some pants. So you better make sure I stay happy. “ Cecilia said as she tossed on her dress shirt and name tag before sliding into her black dress shoes and heading out the door for another long day at the restaurant.

Life on Parole

By Asukafan2001

                Jared thought that the cotton hammock like panty that now trapped him would be a improvement over simply dangling between the thighs of the nineteen year old giant. However, he found that to be further from the truth.  The cotton layer conformed to his body pressing himself up against Cecilia. So he would feel her every movement, move and shift with her body.

                This made the fact that Jared had moved so his back was against Cecilia's vagina instead of his face and chest that much worse as his back was being bent backwards and he knew that this giant wasn't doing anything she wouldn't normally do just because he was there.

                The reality of everything had begun to settle in for Jared. He knew he wasn't going to get out of this by just talking his way out. As every indication Cecilia gave had led Jared to believe that she intended to keep him like this.

                Being in a world without light and only having to rely on sound was a new feeling for Jared. The idea that people who are blind live like this every day didn't enter into Jared's mind, he just knew that he was cut off from the world. One minute felt like one hour as he couldn't move,  he had no one to talk too and nothing but blackness to look at.

                When he finally heard someone tell Cecilia to go on break Jared felt a wave of relief rush over him. He figured if nothing else he would get to see a bit of daylight, maybe stretch his muscles a bit. However, nothing could be further from the truth. Cecelia merely headed back to the break room and plopped down on one of the chairs.

                The police are still looking for one of their own as new bridge port Police Officer Jared Stevens vanished a week ago today. The last time anyone had seen him was last Friday when he left for home.  If you have any information on his disappearance you are asked to call the number at the bottom of the screen. 

                The words cut through Jared like a knife as he heard the news reporter talking about him. He had been gone a week and just woke up today. That means whatever Cecilia had done to him and left him knocked out for six days.

                "Oh god, they have already been looking for me for a week and have found nothing. As going to the public for leads means that they have nothing to go on and need help. It's the last  cry for help." Jared mumbled to himself as he now became a bit frantic beating against the cotton wall. He yelled and screamed for help. As he could hear Cecilia talking to someone, and other voices in the background, however he got no response. Jared had no idea his voice was completely muffled to the point where Cecilia couldn't hear him let alone anyone else in the room.

                As the break ended Jared's found himself thrust back into the world of constant motion. As Cecilia would take orders, deliver food, make chit chat with the patrons. Jared continually tried to call out for help but no one help came, and no one could hear his voice muffled underneath layers of clothing.

                As the ten hour shift finally ended Jared had never been so happy in his life. His body was sore and his muscles ached. He desperately wanted to stretch however more than anything else he wanted some fresh cool air. As let's just say the air that ends up between a girls thighs isn't exactly a nice a cool breeze.

                The walk felt twice as long as the one to her job.  As she finally reached what Jared thought was her home until he heard the voice of a man. The man had a strong Mexican accent. The two had a long discussion in what sounded like Mexican Spanish.  Jared remembered his dad being transferred to a base in Spain. He was young so he didn't leave the base all that much. However,  whenever the locals would come around he remembered the accent and this sounded a bit different.

                As the conversation ended Jared felt the all too familiar footsteps and then a door close.  Moments later the skirt and panties were pulled away. The bright light from the room stung his eyes and he found himself unable to see anything.  Jared felt the cool air it hit his body and he realized for the first time that he was covered in sweat. 

                The bright light was quickly dimmed to darkness  as Jared swung to and fro in the air. He looked upwards a bit and saw the underside of Cecilia's thighs.  He then looked down and cringed as he could make out what looked to be a sea of water. Jared is then rocked from  side to side as Cecilia adjusts herself a bit. The slight adjustment on her part caused water to hit Jared's chest, legs and face. Jared immediately ducked his head into the icy cold water and started to lap up the water.  As he quite literally hung just above the surface. If he would hold his legs and arms parallel with the waters he would be exactly in line with the surface of the water. However, his whiplash from this morning mixed with his body being contorted from an entire day of being inside Cecilia's panties had left him sore.

                Jared had took a couple more giant mouthfuls of the toilet water when the warm acidic piss pelted against the water.  Jared Immediately stopped drinking in horror realizing just what was happening. He was caught up in the fact he was getting water he didn't even consider anything else. His body still longed for water as he felt her piss splash up onto him. The constant stream of acidic piss was stinging his eyes as it splashed up. He had been trying to hold his legs and arms out of the water but he finally had to give in as he could no longer support his weight. 

                His arms and legs fell into the now murky yellow toilet water.  Jared looked at the water in disgust as his mouth and body salivated at the sight of water. The primal instincts and lack of water for several days left him unable to hold back as his body's natural thirst for survival took over. He dipped head down into the waters and started swallowing as much of the now piss filled waters.

                As Jared drank piss and water mixture of Cecilia he felt the tears rolling down his cheek, and  gagged as the acidic substance rolled over his tongue. It tasted horrible, and a part of him wanted to just die. However, his bodies thirst for water overpowered his disgust. Especially when mixed with mans natural want to survive at all cost.  Human nature is much like that of cockroach, willing to fight to the bidder end to hold onto life. As humans naturally are engrained with the want to survive, this want was pushing Jared on now.

                As the torrent of piss began to fade a beam of light shone in illuminating everything around him. He looked up to see a giant wad of toilet blot against Ceclia's body to remove any of the piss that might have splashed up against her. A smile crept across her face as she looked down briefly at the man who once held her life in his hand. With a single filing of a repot he could have had her sent back to prison to finish out her sentence. His word was literally law, and because of the difference in their stature anything that was said against her would be believed.

                "Not such a big shot now are you?" Ceclia thought to herself as she stood up pulling her captive from her piss.

                Jared looked down at the  as it water swirled away into oblivion before she dropped the seat and lid down. He pleaded desperately with her while he could for mercy. He wanted nothing but a few moments to stretch his limbs.

                "Just keep on begging. You haven't earned that right yet." Cecilia bellowed down as she pulled her panties up once again forcing Jared's head into her vagina.

                "I let you off easy, as it was your first time. However, from now on, when you're in panties like this I expect to feel your tongue licking against my cunt.  You're not enough of a man anymore to get me off, but you certainly can give me a bit of pleasure." Taunted Cecilia as she walked out of the bathroom.

                Jared didn't know what else to do, so he did the only thing he could do. He slithered his tongue out and began pleasing his giant mistress. The thought of her flicking her finger against him was enough to spurn him on. He was lucky enough to walk away from both hits without any broken ribs. However, he didn't want to tempt fate again.

                Cecilia sighed in pleasure a bit as she grabbed her work skirt and top and headed out of the bathroom wearing just her panties. She headed into Raul's bedroom and changed into a incredibly short skirt and small tight top along with some high heeled shoes before tucking her work clothes under her arm and heading out of the bedroom.

                Jared listened to the two speak in Spanish for what felt like ever, however  they spoke to fast, and he was too busy licking all around the labia of his giant mistress to really care what was going on at that time.

Life on Parole

By Asukafan2001

                The night air was cold, and it was a windy night.  Because Cecilia had on such a short skirt Jared found himself shivering as he continued to slave away. He still wasn't sure what was going on. As there had been a long car ride and now he can tell Cecilia is definitely out doors, however she doesn't seem to be moving a lot.

                Jared heard the Mexican man who he learned was named Raul through listening to the conversation and picking out bits and phrases he recognized. Cecilia walked with a bit of swagger or more of a wiggle in her step. As Jared remained trapped between the legs of one of his giant Parolees. 

                "Hey Baby, I heard you ready for a bit of excitement" Cecilia seductively said as she opened the car door and slid into the seat. At this point Jared was horrified as he realized just what was going on. Jared stopped licking and tried to turn his body however the cotton and panty held him firmly against Cecilia and he no longer had the strength he had earlier in the day to right himself.

                "This can't be happening" Jared cried as Cecilia pressed her thighs together cutting off all the air and forcing what little air Jared had out of his lungs. He could feel his air starved body gasping for air, after several long seconds Cecilia spread her legs back apart. Jared knew what that meant. He didn't need a single word uttered. He went back to licking Cecilia's vaginal lips.

                The opening and closing of a hotel room door and a bit of foreplay was all Jared heard before he felt Cecilia wiggle out of her top and drop her skirt to the floor. The only thought running through Jared's mind was that this couldn't be happening. He could feel the guy climb on top of Cecilia as their bodies started to gyrate in harmony.  The man pulled her panties away tossing them across the room as Jared looked up at a gigantic cock.  Jared dove out of the way as a massive throbbing shaft plunged into the already hot Cecilia.

                "Oh god, this is gross." Jared cried out as he pressed himself up against Cecilia. He wasn't sure if it was her thigh or part of her butt as the two giants moaned. Jared found himself forced to watch as the giant cock smashed into Cecilia again and again.   As twenty minutes passed he begrudgingly watched as the man finally came as did Cecilia. As he pulled out, Jared watched in fear as Cecilia's dainty hands came in and pulled the condom off the man and tossed it onto Jared. 

                She ran her hands along length of his shaft manipulating it several times before she aimed it downward directly at Jared and shot him with the man's cum. Jared never had a chance to react as he felt Cecilia shift dragging him beneath her as she now sat on her knees.  Cum from the two giants rained down him as it dripped out of Cecilia practically bathing Jared in the disgusting mix.

                He listened as she sucked his cock clean and gave him a blow job before the thirty minute session ended.  As the man stood up he handed a thick wad of cash to Cecilia as he dressed, then headed out of the room while Cecilia laid back in the hotel bed looking down at the tiny man still tethered to her just fucked pussy. 

                "Dinner is served twerp. I don't want this fuckin' cum on me any longer. Raul should be here in a half hour and I better be ready by then." ordered Cecilia as she flipped on the television.

                "You can't be serious? I'm not some slave you can just order around." Jared yelled back unable to contain his rage any longer. The entire day's events boiled over as he started punching at Cecilia's thigh.

                Cecilia cocked her eyebrow as she looked down at her tiny ex parole officer. She unclasped the chain from her clit ring and then lifted her foot up and brought it down on tiny man. She smirked as she watched his head poke out from between her toes. He coughed and gagged a bit as she wiggled her toes pounding them against Jared's head. His struggle started to lessen as she continued to manipulate him with her foot finally grasping him with her toes raising him off the bed. Jared hung limply from her toes before dropping him onto the bed.

Jared tried desperately to beg off anymore of his impending punishment. He helplessly looked on in a state of panic. As he tried to turn and run he found that his legs were to weak and heavy. It was as if they were weighted with concrete. He frantically tried to run but her foot rose mightily above him.

                Knowing his doom was upon him Jared cried out to his wife and young baby daughter shouting out that he loved them as Cecilia's foot came down on him. The air flew out of his lungs as her foot sat on top of him. He could smell the fact they were locked in unventilated dress shoes for much of the day as they still had a strong odor.

                Jared pleaded for mercy as her toes worked over him. She raked her foot down the length of Jared's body several times before he felt her toes grab hold of him.  She squeezed her toes tightly as they pummeled his head and body. Lint and dirt left over from her socks that had built up spread across his body and face as Cecilia continued her foot torture.

                Cecilia's foot repositioned Jared and then grasped him once more with her foot only this time her toes manipulated him as if they were fingers, raising him up off the ground.  Jared dangled in front of a perturbed looking Cecilia before she released her foots hold on him dropping him roughly onto the mattress. He felt his body bounce several times before settling down. He couldn't believe he was still alive when her hands grabbed him, squeezing the life out of him as she lifted Jared up into the air.

                "No, no, no more please." Jared begged as he groaned in pain while being lifted back up this time with her hands as she stood on her knees for a moment before tossing him over her shoulder. Seconds later he landed upon her ass. He started sliding down the length of her bottom when he felt her start to shift back so that she could sit down. Knowing he wanted to survive he did the only thing he could do and positioned himself in the middle of her ass crack just moments before she sat down with her full weight bearing down on him.

                "If you want mercy, you better kiss my ass twerp.  It's time you show me the respect I deserve." Jared heard her bellow down. Fearful for his life he decides to comply.

                Jared could hardly believe his life has come to this. As he kissed the sluts ass just so she can decide if he has the right to continue to exist. The entire situation was surreal. So much so that he could hardly believe this was happening to him.  As he continued to kiss away he fought back the images and thoughts which led him to this scenario.

                It was a rainy Friday. Jared's wife who worked as an attorney at a local law firm would be working late and his daughter was with grandma and grandpa for the weekend. So he decided to swing by the restaurant Cecilia worked at so he could get a little side action. Which he did from to time.

                As soon as Jared walked in he talked to the manager and told him that he needed to talk to Cecilia. As he was her parole officer, it was a deal he had worked out with the owner and manager. They got cheap labor which lead to higher profits and Jared easily found work for his assigned cases. This meant less work for Jared. He told the manager with a wink that he just needed to speak with her about her progress. The manager smiled and nodded knowingly excusing himself. Tears dripped down Jared's face as he thought about this now.

                He could barely concentrate as he remembered the words he spoke. How he told Cecilia that unless she decided please him, she would spend the rest of her sentence behind bars, making a nickel an hour through the prime of her life.

                The images of Jared slapping her and telling her she just signed her warrant back to prison pained him now. He would have given anything to take those words back. She told him he'd be sorry. He'd regret abusing her like this.  However at the time he didn't care. He shoved her down onto her knees and shoved her cock into his mouth.

                "Im so sorry" Jared cries as he continues to lick her asshole. The flashes of him back in his car afterwards. Driving down the road, and then pulling into his garage where something was shot at him, before everything went black.  Jared struggled to remember what was shot at him; however everything after that is a fuzzy haze.

                Jared felt himself drug out from underneath Cecilia's ass as she tosses him onto the bed between her legs.  She looks coldly down at the meek man between her legs.  She flicked him in the stomach sending him tumbling down the bed near her knees.

                "Mercy, please, mercy Mistress Reyes. I was wrong to speak out, please forgive me. I will not do it again." cried Jared as he buried his head into his lap.

                "Damn right you won't.  Now get back to work. If you make me Cum before I get back. I will consider forgetting this" Cecilia barked as the battered Jared stumbled his way towards her giant cunt. As he neared her cunt he felt her clasp his chain back onto her clit ring. Sealing him back between her mighty thighs, he looked up briefly as the young woman lorded over him.  Jared wanted more than anything to escape, however he understood now that if he ever tried, he would most certainly be killed. Just like the bug he now appeared to be to her.

Life on Parole

By Asukafan2001

                Jared was forced to listen to Raul and Cecilia talk in Spanish during the long car ride. He found their conversation hard to focus on as he slaved away between Cecilia's legs. He desperately worked at pleasing her. Knowing that his life depended on her pleasure.

                As the car came to a halt Jared's heart begun to race as he worked frantically now to please Cecilia. As she headed up the stairs opened the door. Jared's heart sank as he heard her walk into the apartment. However, as soon as Cecilia entered he felt  her press against someone. The sounds of kissing filled the room as the two broke their embrace.

                Cecilia walked into the bedroom stripping out of her skirt and short top dropping them to the ground.  Sighing happy to finally be done for the day She laid back on the bed as she patted Jared through her panties.

                "Poor Jared, not enough of a man to please a real woman. So how does it feel to be a worm forced to eat my cum just to survive? What's wrong? No response? Oh wait I forgot your voice isn't strong enough to even carry beyond a thin layer of cotton."

                Cecilia pulled down her Panties dropping them to the floor. Jared looked up at the massive body of Cecilia stealing a glance as she continued to try to please her. Afraid of what would happen if he stopped. This caused Cecilia to laugh as she watched the tiny man struggle to please her out of fear.

                "You really are pathetic" Laughed Cecilia as the door opened.

                "Who are you talking too?" A feminine voice said. This caused Jared to turn and as a another young woman entered the room. Jared's heart was racing, he wanted to yell to her for help however fear of what might happen to him caused him in to hold his tongue. Jared  tucked himself against Cecilia hoping his motives here would cause him good favor.

                "Oh my god, is that him? I thought you were just gonna flush him" The girl said as she headed towards Cecilia kneeling down close to her thighs so that she could look down at the diminutive man.

                "I decided to keep him as a slave. He wronged me, and now he's gonna spend what's left of his life serving me, as punishment for his crimes."  Cecilia said while looking down at her girlfriend.

                "God that's hot Cecilia" The giant said she leaned in and started kissing Cecilia. Jared looked on in fear at the new young woman. The thought of dealing with just Cecilia was bad enough, however a second terror was enough to drive him to the brink.

                "You never did tell me, how did you get out Anya? Well I ended up getting house arrest and a bunch of community service. So it looks like I'm stuck here for the next nine months. However, I did manage to bring back a bag of fun." Jared nervously eyed the new woman. She  was clearly Japanese, had dark long hair, she wor bright looking clothes that appeared to be relatively high end.

                "So why don't we celebrate my home coming" Jared sighed a bit at the irony of the statement. They were gonna celebrate the fact that Anya got house arrest instead of jail time by getting high. As much as he wanted to say something, Jared was quickly learning that the less he said the better it was for his well being.

                Anya ran over to the nightstand and pulled the drawer open pulling out a large glad lock bag of pot. She quickly rolled the joint licking it shut with her tongue. As she crawled back across the bed she pulled a light out from between her ample chest and lit the joint. She inhaled deeply savoring the joint before exhaling onto Jared.

                Jared found himself in a cloud of smoke. He dropped to his knees coughing profusely as he struggled for clean air. This caused both girls to laugh at his plight while Anya passed the joint over to Cecilia who took a drag.

                "Sorry small fry, You aren't quite big enough to get into this game." Anya said as she slid her tongue along Cecilia's inner thigh before unclasping the chain from Cecilia's clit ring with her tongue. Anya grasped the chain with her hand and pulled Jared from the bed. He dangled before the young Japanese woman's face.  Her face was so youthful and young looking. Jared had picked up that she had recently turned eighteen however if he hadn't heard he would have probably guessed fourteen or fifteen.

                Anya reached over for the nightstand drawer and pulled the bag of pot out, dangling Jared above the bag. He kicked and screamed fearfully as he looked down at the open bag.  Cecilia crawled over towards Anya kissing her check before whispering something in her ears. Cecilia than turned towards the tiny man and watched him drop into bag of pot.

                "Feel free to help yourself, copper." Anya taunted as she zipped the bag back up before dropping it into the nightstand drawer.

                Jared frantically tried to free himself from the bag, however it was a zipper sealing style glad lock bag and Jared had not the strength or the positioning to open it. Only someone on the outside could maneuver the zipper.

                After several tense minutes of frantically trying to escape Jared finally gave in as he laid back on the massive pile of pot. It looked to be simply tons upon tons in comparison to his weight and size. While Jared wasn't thrilled about being trapped in a bag of pot, he was relieved not to be chained to  Cecilia.

                The sounds of Anya and Cecilia having sex not more than a foot from him drowned out any thoughts which Jared had. Anytime he would try to concentrate all he could fixate on was the two of them. What made matters worse was all the pot that was around him was having an effect on him. The sheer amount mixed with his size was having an abnormal reaction.  Jared continued to breathe in the fumes until he passed out.

                Jared awoke with the drawer being pulled open. He looked up at the Asian face of Anya. She grabbed the bag of pot and pulled him out before zipping the bag back shut.  She dropped Jared roughly to the floor. His body was covered in a thin layer of dust which he brushed off himself as he stood up just in time to watch Anya's foot stomp down next to him.

                Jared fell forward landing on her foot. As he looked upwards he saw the her dawned in nothing but some old looking plaid boxers. On her ankle was a large device clasped to it which Jared immediately recognized as the monitoring device so law enforcement officials could keep track of where she was, and that she wasn't leaving the assigned property.

                "Whatcha lookin' at? Admiring my anklet? Well why don't you show some respect and kiss my foot. Remind me why I shouldn't just crush you." Anya ordered as her eyes bore down on the tiny man in front of her.  The idea of having a police officer and a parole officer at that at her mercy was empowering.

                "You know I almost had to spend a year in jail because of your kind? And just because an ex boyfriend left me holding his stash of coke when the cops came. Cecilia tried to tell me guys were bad news.

                "Look Anya, I'm sorry that happened to you. That wasn't me though. It wasn't my fault. If you just help me get changed back. I can help you." Jared yelled up to her as he approached her gigantic foot.

                "The whole lot of you are all alike; I would never trust any of you. The only help I'd ever give someone like you is over a cliff. Now you have ten seconds to start kissing my foot." Jared climbed atop her foot and started kissing it as she ordered. He could hear her laugh as he continued to carry out her command.

                As Jared's lips landed on the soft skin on the top of Anya's foot he had to fight past his instinct which was to pull his head back. Jared pushed forward, slithering his tongue out and ran it along Anya's foot.  He kissed her foot again and again until she finally wiggled her foot throwing him to the carpet.

                "I meant the bottom of my foot. I want you to press your lips against the lowest part of my body.  I want you to feel what it's like to go from holding the lives and futures of so many in your hands to being forced to live under their foot." Anya bellowed as she smiled deviously down at the tiny man.

                Jared cringed as he crawled towards her foot once again. He looked at her two feet firmly planted on the ground and couldn't believe that this is what his life was coming too.   He looked upward at Anya with his head still spinning as he remained hopped up and overdosed on Anya's drugs.

                "Please, can you lift your foot? There is no way for me to complete your wish unless you do so" Jared said.

                "You will beg, you will beg for the privilege to kiss the bottoms of my feet and from now on you will address me as Goddess Saito.  A worm such as yourself has no right referring to me as if you are an equal. The dirt stuck between my toes has more worth than you, as atleast it has the honor of clinging to my body."

                "Please Goddess Saito, lift your foot and allow me the honor to worship the part of you that I am closest to being its equal" Jared sputtered out. As the words left his mouth he could barely believe he was saying them. They left him so naturally. What Jared hadn't realized was the fact that his time spent with Cecilia was starting to condition him into believing the words they spoke.

                Anya lifted her foot and watched curiously at the tiny man crawled beneath her soles. She  closed her eyes and sighed the faintest of pleasurable sighs as she felt the tiny man's tongue work across her sole.  She let him lick her foot as she watched her lover blissfully sleep. Twenty minutes passed by in a instant.  Anya then begun to lower her foot.  Jared found himself scurrying out from beneath her foot like his life depended on it.

                As her foot stomped down onto the ground, Jared leapt out from beneath her toes to safety. He was breathing heavily as he looked up at the young Japanese woman.  Anya reached downward with a golden ring. It was huge in comparison to Jared. To him it appeared to be the crown jewel of a entire country. The kind of thing kingdoms would wage war upon each other for in the middle ages.

                Anya slipped the ring onto her foot before grabbing Jared by the chain. She lifted the diminutive man up off the ground allowing him to swing from side to side several times before landing on her foot and rolling back onto the floor.

                Jared landed roughly on the hardwood floor, by the time he got back to his feet he found himself chained Anya's foot. He couldn't believe what he saw. He pulled and yanked at the chain hoping it would come loose however it was firmly attached to the toe ring she slid onto her foot.

                "No, please, Goddess Saito" he called out to her but she was already standing up. Jared looked up at the short Japanese girl in awe. He hadn't ever seen anyone from this vantage point before and the realization of just how far he had fallen begun hit him like a ton of bricks. Anya was larger than life,  he could triple his size and not even hope to reach her anklet which clung to her.

                "oh shit" was all Jared could get out as he watched her foot rise into the air. It was an amazing sight to behold. It was such a large structure and appeared to move so easily. As her foot slammed onto the wood floor Jared watched a thin layer of dust get kicked up into the air. It may not even be visible to them, however to jared it was like being hit by a sand storm. He coughed and hacked several times before Jared himself found himself rising up and off the ground.

                 "No, no, no, please, Mercy, mercy, Mercy Goddess Saito." Jared called up hoping to appease her by calling her by her proper name. However as her foot landed solidly on a cum soaked panty. Jared landed face first in the still damp crotch.

                Before a second moment could even pass, he heard the footfall of her other foot and Jared found himself being yanked back up into the air. Swinging back and forth in the air Jared slammed against the underside of her foot numerous times before her foot landed back on the floor. Jared crashing this time into a sock.

                The smell of sweat was strong. It was all encompassing as the stench seemed to radiate up and off the sock. Jared wanted to run or getaway however there was literally no use. He was tethered to her foot and had no way to fight off her immense girl power.

                Jared lurched back off the ground once again soaring through the air. The process repeating itself again and again The walk to the living room seemed to take hours if not days. As by the time Jared heard Anya sink into tattered sofa he was bruised and sore all over.

                Anya lifted her foot up and propped it up on the coffee table. Jared cried as he slammed against her foot dangling in the air like a tetherball as his chain wasn't long enough for him to be able to stand on the coffee table.

                "You will pull your head up and lick the gaps between my toes. I hate how sweaty they get, and in case you didn't notice we don't have air conditioning and it's supposed to be scorcher today. " Anya  taunted down without care in her voice.

                A humbled Jared struggled to pull himself up to comply to Anya's wishes. As he strained his aching muscles to lift his body up he found himself having to hug her toes in order to get enough leverage to pull himself up.

                "That's right, lick my sweaty toes you worthless piece of shit. It's shame that fucking judge couldn't be where you are at? People like you, don't ever believe people like Cecilia and me. However, now you're gonna find out just how the other half lives. As you beg us just to allow you to survive. "

Life on Parole

By Asukafan2001

                As the early morning dragged into later stages, Jared found himself for the first time in his life breaking the law. Anya had brought out her large bag of pot and ordered Jared to start rolling joints. The entire process takes him just over five minutes to roll one joint. However, Anya doesn't seem to care.  She just watched her stash joints grow while flipping through the channels on TV.

                Jared finally heard the sound he had been waiting for all morning, Cecilia's footfalls coming out of the bedroom. Jared never thought he would actually prefer pleasuring her and being chained to her crotch. However, after a morning of Anya he would gladly take that.

                "Hey bitch, sleep well?" Cecilia asked as she sleepily sat down naked while pulling a cigarette from a open pack lying on the coffee table.

                Not wanting to spend another minute rolling joints, Jared moved towards Cecilia. He couldn't believe he was actually going to beg Cecilia to chain him back up. However, the idea of spending another moment with Anya was enough to make suicide seem like a good idea.

                "Mistress Reyes, Please allow me back home. Jared begged." As the words left his mouth he couldn't believe he was actually saying them.

                "Well, well, well. Look how far the twerp has fallen. I don't know if you deserve such an honor. Maybe a day with Anya with allow you to appreciate all I give you and how lucky you are to have such a caring mistress."

                "No, no, please. I would do anything Mistress Reyes." Jared begged as he hoped and prayed to be free himself from Anya's grasp.

                Cecilia leaned over to Jared who was on the coffee table she took the final drag on her cigarette savoring the moment while she looked down at her slave. As soon as she exhaled Cecilia shoved the cigarette downward and into Jared's chest.

                The force knocked him onto his back as she grinded the ash of the cigarette into his chest. Jared could feel the immense heat burning and scarring him as he cried out in pain. Cecilia twisted and turned the cigarette until it was completely out. Then, she dropped the cigarette drop onto the coffee table.

                "Put that that in the ash tray and I might consider feeding you." Cecilia ordered as she slammed her foot down on the coffee table turning to Anya as she gave her, her morning kiss.

                Jared pushed the cigarette off of him looking down at his chest he couldn't believe how scarred his chest now looked. It was a dark reddish color. Having seen burn victims before he knew he wasn't seriously burned however it was still painful as he stood up.  

                As he grabbed the butt of the cigarette he could hear the two girls talking as if he wasn't there. The situation, this life, the whole thing seems so surreal.  He should have girls like this under his thumb, not the other way around. He stole a glance back at Cecilia. Her foot was resting vertically on the coffee table. It was unreal to think of opposing her now, her foot alone was two to three times his size in vertical length.

                "Get moving twerp." Cecilia said pushing me over with her foot causing me land atop of the cigarette. I quickly picked myself up without regard for my burn marks and grabbed the cigarette. It was awkward to hold. I found I had to sling it over my shoulder so that I could carry it properly before finally slamming it into the ashtray. I then carried several handfuls of the still warm, but no longer burning hot ash from the table and depositing it into the ash tray.

                Once the coffee table was clear of the ash, I silently waited for Cecilia to say something. I didn't want to interrupt her conversation for fear of reprisal. One thing I have learned in this short period of time that her punishments are swift, and unfair.

                "Hmmmpff, it looks like you're finally done. I suppose you want breakfast." Cecilia said as she started fingering herself.

                Jared watched her cum leak out of her as she finally came and turned to start kissing her girlfriend. The two kissed for a couple minutes before Cecilia stopped and looked down at Jared.

                "Eat your breakfast as dinner is a long ways away." Jared could hear Anya say oh my god and start laughing devilishly as he moved towards her crotch and started licking the cum off her body.  After several mouthfuls of Cecilia's cum Jared couldn't believe he begged for this kind of salvation.

                "Don't forget the stuff on the sofa as you better eat every last drop of your breakfast. As my cum is the only nourishment you will be getting from now on. You made sure I swallowed every last drop of yours, and now you're gonna live off mine." Laughed Cecilia as she looks down at her slave. Hardly able to believe she has what use to be human being obediently eating her cum to afraid to say anything back.  

                Months had passed since the fateful night. Things like hope, freedom, and happiness have all been stripped from him. Jared can barely remember the name of his wife some days.  While other days he just wishes he could forget, just forget it all, as remembering is its own kind of pain.  The kind of pain that lingers, like the death of a parent, or a child.

                At the beginning Jared used to fight it. He would spout off things like you won't get away with this. I'm a person, I have rights. You will get yours someday. However, those days have passed like fall into winter. As there becomes a point when you are forced to accept reality; when you wake up and realize the futility of your struggle. A person can only stand up and get knocked back down onto their ass so many times before they just stay down. Jared had reached that point. He had relented to Cecilia and Anya who now lord over him.

~Fin