Alexandra made no sense. That was the only explanation.

It was only now, a full day after having been made to clean out her boots that Emil reached that conclusion. She’d barely said a word to him the rest of that day. No games. No playful banter. Just several hours of her boots, dinner, and then finally sleep. Were it just that it would’ve been understandable, but why in all the hells did she wake him up with such a wide and happy smile? How was he supposed to take such mixed messages?

The tasks she gave were nothing to hit home about either. More of the same really. By this point Emil had more or less adjusted to her antics. It was her mood itself that unnerved him. It was as if the mood swing yesterday didn’t happen at all. Now she was taking it easy on him. Did she honestly forget? Was she upset and too shy to apologize? Maybe that was it; but what could this woman be shy about? She’d been nothing but brazen and direct since day one and suddenly she developed modesty? Unlikely.

A long time ago a wise man once said drunkenly in a bar, “No creature is as destructive and confounding as a woman.” And it was only now that Emil began to really feel the hearty truth of those words weigh down on him.

Night had now fallen and like every night prior the two sat before a massive campfire. Emil with his own little scraps of meat and Alex with her skewer of a dozen oxen. After some time on the flames they were rather delectable. The night was silent as they gorged themselves after another long day.

What was this, day four? Day five? Longer? Already the nights began to blur seamlessly together. Time with Alexandra always flew by so quickly. Whether that was a blessing or a curse Emil had yet to decide. Though he could his life finally gaining something resembling normalcy. At least, as much normalcy as one could have in his position.

“Emil.” Out of nowhere Alexandra spoke, her eyes never leaving the flames. “You’ve shown excellent progress as my Attendant.” She paused, seemingly choosing her next words carefully. “I… think you’re finally ready for one of the most grueling tasks I can ask of you. Think of it like a test. If you can do this you can handle anything I ask of you. Once we’re finished eating we’ll begin. Please prepare yourself.”

That was a statement. Not an order, nor a request, but a stated fact. The giant was making it clear this, whatever it was, was happening. “Okay.” A strange sense of acceptance welled within him. If she felt he was ready then maybe he was. But still, her vagueness troubled him somewhere in the corner of his mind. What could possibly be more demanding than what he has done already? Not even a full day ago he’d spent several hours on all fours licking away at her shoe. He’d pushed through the dryness of his mouth, the taste of her sweat, and conquered the will crushing odor; and that was just the latest of many, many tasks. Compared to all that what more could she do?

“I apologize in advance if I do anything foolish.” Blue eyes looked away from Emil awkwardly. Alexandra’s lips, which usually offered nothing but smiles, retracted into her mouth. Her fingers danced along the base of her skewer. It was a stunning sight to behold. She was nervous. She was genuinely, unironically, and very obviously nervous.

Emil could only gawk at this rare display. “D-Don’t worry about it. Comes with the job.” So even a giant could get embarrassed over something. He never would’ve guessed. Question was what would cause such a reaction? As dangerous as it likely was; Emil had to admit, his interest was piqued.

That was all that was said on the matter for the rest of the meal. Alex had no interest in going into detail before it was time and yesterday taught Emil it was best not to ask questions whenever Alexandra didn’t want to linger on it. But as the food went away and the embers of the fire slowly dimmed they sat in silence. Finally, Alexandra set her skewer down, letting out a soft sigh.

Her hands reached for her tunic, undoing the straps of her clothing and just like that it was off. Emil barely had time to process what she had done before her boots were set aside as well. Then of course came the pants. Even now the Attendant remained silent, transfixed by the blonde giant’s bare body in the moonlight. A distinct smell permeated the air. Luscious and enticing, it instinctively told him what he was in for, and it both scared and delighted him.

In a smooth motion Alex seated herself in front of Emil, both legs landing on either side. Her bare body casted a shadow over him, looming overhead. “Even a giant has needs.” She explained. Then after a moment adding on, “It might be for the best if you do this naked. Otherwise your clothes will get ruined.” She added on with an awkward blush.

“How do I even…? I mean…” Emil gulped, eyes never leaving Alexandra as he stripped himself. The darkness hid it well; but the glistening womanhood was there, hidden just beneath a small tuft of blonde hair. The Attendant took steps towards it, the cold night air against his skin made the warmth Alex radiated all the more enrapturing.

Alexandra remained silent and imposing, her body darkened by the moonlight. From the corner of his gaze he spotted her hand working at one of her breasts. “Just start rubbing. Then as I get…excited I’ll guide you. This is your first time so I’ll try to be gentle.” She managed a chuckle.

“Even now you’ve got jokes.” He came to a stop in front of Alex’s crotch, hesitant to proceed.

“Go on.” She encouraged, sliding her fingers down to part open the lips for her Attendant.

Coherent thought fled as he looked at the hole before him. A pink cavern as tall as he was, dripping wet and awaiting him, already shining in the night with a light veil of womanly juices. Its smell was mind numbing. Its allure irresistible. It was as if Emil was in someone else’s body, watching someone else act. His hands came up as requested and pressed into the sides, taking hold of the inner lips.

Alexandra bit her lip. “Yes…”

Hands began to rub along the walls, Emil leaning forward to reach further in. The hypnotic smell and sights were stronger than ever. The massage began slow, painfully slow even, but after a few moments his palms began to glide around the slick surface with more confidence. Amateurish as he was, even Emil could discern where to hit and where to avoid based on his giant owner’s moans and silences. Her arousal began to give birth to his own. To think a couple days ago he was a pitiful man who’d never seen a woman naked before. Now Emil was between Alexandra’s legs, witnessing her in all her nude glory. His head was blank, driven only by the commands he heard from above. Nothing else mattered at this time. It was him and Alexandra. That was what his heart was telling him.

On the sides of the vulva Alex’s fingers tightened their hold. “Harder…” She whispered, her voice growing heated.

Of course Emil did as commanded, putting all his arm strength into his massaging. Alexandra’s waist jerked in response, followed by another command to keep going. His fingers sank into the warm flesh and rubbed away. It was subtle at first, but now even in the dark Alexandra’s excitement was plain as day. Juices dripped from the top of the cavern and slid along the edges, only growing in volume as Emil worked. Above Alexandra’s hand clenched her breast as hard as it could. “That’s the way. Faster.” She moaned.

So she asked, so he did. Emil leaned further in. There was a squishing sound as his torso pressed against the bottom of the giant’s lips. Juices continued to rain down, soon covering him in their sticky musk. Though all Emil did was focus on his job; it was all he could focus on. As though his body operated on its own. The thick walls surrounding him quivered at his touch. In a way it was strangely cute. For all her jokes and smiles, it was here where Alex could hide nothing. Emil had a small temptation to make all of it quiver before him, quickly tossing such a silly notion aside. Strange that one such as he would be so level headed right now. To think his first would be Alexandra. Who would have ever imagined?

Alexandra pulled her head back and let out a loud moan. All sense of her normal self was lost in that carnal sound. “Use your mouth.” She demanded in a husky tone. “By the Gods…” Her entire body was shaking.

Yet another request. Naturally Emil was going to comply, but…a playful thought popped into his head as he looked up. In spite of all his efforts he had yet to toy with his owner’s clit. Perhaps this latest order would be a chance to remedy that mistake. He stood back up, hands keeping Alexandra busy as he came face to face with her sensitive spot. Inexperienced as he may have been, he had spent enough time in taverns to know the vital importance of this one spot. So it was only natural that he gave it a quick kiss and bite into it.

“Ah!” Alex let out the cutest little yelp instantly. Cerulean eyes glared down at her Attendant from on high. “You told me you had never done this before.” Her rosy cheeks puffed in a stern pout.

“I haven’t. I just know a number of particularly open lipped drunks.” Emil grinned.

She rolled her eyes and leaned back. “I didn’t say stop.” The giant frowned and went back to playing with her breasts. Despite her protests she was very clearly enjoying it. As was Emil surprisingly. His instincts guided his actions, one thing seamlessly weaving into another almost as if he knew what he was doing. Hands continued to explore the giant’s innards as his mouth toyed with her clit. Even someone as small as he could play this woman like a fiddle with the right motions, Alex was putty in his relatively small hands.

Faint arousal very quickly became maniacal lust as Alexandra’s breaths grew more ragged and untamed. Her hand left her breast and went down towards her Attendant, large fingers pressing against his back. “Deeper.” She commanded.

Every survival instinct he had told him that doing so would be a bad idea. Although lust overrode it all and got Emil to nod and poke his head inside, submerging his torso within Alexandra. The vaginal walls pulsated in tune with her heated breaths, contracting and compressing around his body. He was being simultaneously smothered, squeezed, and drenched all at once, and it felt splendid.

Perhaps it was something in the musk ridden air or maybe the blonde giant’s otherworldly appearance. Whatever the reason may have been, Emil relished the feeling of being inside of her. Heat welled within his loins as his body brushed against her sensual area. Things he would have been too prudish or nervous to do normally suddenly became the most natural things he could do. Massaging her, giving her walls loving kisses, squirming around to pleasure her as much as possible. It was all done on instinct for their mutual pleasure. Alex’s moans grew louder with more frequent and sharper breaths. Her sexual juices rained down harder than ever and coated the Attendant from head to toe. It appeared that Emil’s efforts were working far too well.

The finger resting against his back suddenly pushed harder and forced most of the Attendant deeper inside. Everything grew dark. Alexandra’s fingers held him by his ankles and pushed him even further in. Her nethers clenched tightly around him, the blonde woman reeling in pleasure. Which was fine for her, but for the man inside of her things very swiftly began to take a turn for the worse.

Air grew scarce as his body was continually crushed from all angles. Any and all protests and screams only seemed to fuel the giant’s lustful fervor. Her moans grew louder and louder as her fingers pulled Emil back and forth. In and out in and out, over and over again ad infinatum. His control taken from him, Emil could only struggle in vain as Alexandra pleasured herself with his insignificant body. His figure was soaked in the woman’s love juices, forced to constantly wheeze through them for what little air there was.

 His pain was her pleasure. Her constricting walls allowed him no movement, only effortlessly and quickly squeezing the life from him. It was only by the forceful will of her fingers that Emil was able to move at all. Bones creaked and groaned with each squeeze of Alexandra’s sensual lips. Every few seconds there would be a contraction and with it the saving grace of a little bit more air. Were it not for that he would most certainly have fainted already.

“Oh God Emil!”

Outside of his lewd prison were the clear sounds of Alex screaming his name to the Gods, totally lost to the mindless thralls of pleasure. Her hips bucked as the pleasant feeling in her loins grew to unbearable levels. The floodgates had begun to open. Then, suddenly the unyielding pleasure all gushed out of her in one final wave. The giant slowly began to relax, panting for air as the heat washed from her mind. Between her legs rested a thick puddle of release, slowly seeping into the ground.

After a few seconds the stark realization hit her. “Emil!” Alexandra shot upright, her mind clearing at last. She looked down between her legs and saw him, splayed across the ground in the ankle-deep pool of sexual juices.

Not moving.

The sight made her azure eyes widen. “Don’t you dare…” She whispered under her breath. “Get up.”

Nothing.

Her fist smashed a crater into the dirt. “I said get up!”

In spite of her orders the man did no such thing.

It crept in slowly: the realization. Alexandra’s face twisted, contorting into an unpleasant form as her eyes began to water.

Just as the tears began to slide down her cheeks the still figure lurched forward, coughing. Each hack brought forth thick clumps of love juice. Easily several gallons worth were spat into the dirt. Yet slowly, Emil managed to look back up at her. “Dangerous huh?” More coughs. “You weren’t kidding.” He offered the giant a faint smile despite his heavy gasps for air.

For once the mouthy giant had no rebuttal. Her relieved smile said it all for her. “What can I say? I warned you.” She wiped her cheeks with a sniffle.

“Who would’ve thought the Great Alexandra couldn’t control herself once she gets a little riled up.” Emil chuckled weakly.

Alex’s face was the brightest of reds. “It’s been a long time okay?! Besides…You were really good at it…”

Emil pretended not to hear her embarrassed whisper. “Hope you don’t mind if I take tomorrow to rest up? I sort of can’t feel my…anything.” He squirmed in place. Even his fingers were too heavy to budge. “Nothing seems broken though. Just numb.”

“I see…” Alexandra’s hand came in again with Emil lacking the strength or desire to resist it. He was brought up to her lovely face, before that brilliant gaze. “I certainly did some damage didn’t I?” Her lips were set into a distant smile.

“Nothing a day of rest won’t fix I think.”

“Look at you acting all tough. And to think a few days ago you wouldn’t even say a word to me. Now look at you.”

Had it really only been a few days since they had left Windermere? He supposed it had been about a week. How strange. It had gone by so quickly and yet felt so much longer than that.

A giant finger running down his torso pulled Emil from his thoughts. “There you go again. Thinking too much.” Alex giggled, adjusting to lay flat on her back. “If you keep doing that you’ll miss the next part.”

“There’s more?” A bit of dread crept back into Emil’s tone.

“Of course.” The blonde retorted. Emil found himself set along her breasts near the bottom of the woman’s neck. “You’ve been very patient with me Emil. It’s been a bumpy road. Despite your clumsiness and lack of particular talent you’ve learned remarkably fast.” She smiled down at him. “And for bearing with me through my…desires…I think you deserve a reward.”

Her finger trailed along his body once again, venturing past his waist to the nether region. Although he was largely numb a soft bit of pleasure began to well from his loins. The soft digit gently rubbed at him; he was too weak to even try and muster up the fluster to push it away.

“There.” Alexandra’s hand pulled back to make way for her face. She carefully leaned forward and gave her Attendant a kiss. His tiny body found itself caught between the plush softness of her lips and the firm softness of her breasts, no doubt intentionally. It was like a blanket had enveloped him, lightly massaging away his pains with a gentle warmth. “Just stay still. Let me handle this.”

Even if he could move Emil had no intention to. This peaceful feeling, this pleasure growing between his legs. He never wanted it to stop. Giant, pink lips rubbed against him, and from between came out the familiar tongue in all its wet glory. It brushed up against him, wiping away the sexual juices that had begun to dry along his body and replacing it with a liberal coating of saliva. Not that he minded. Even this felt nice. It cleansed him of the filth, leaving a facsimile of saliva that felt brisk in the cool night air.

Alex remained silent, focused only on diligently performing her task. First she cleaned her Attendant of her lewd juices, and then her tongue went further down. Numb as it was Emil’s body was visibly aroused by her actions, and for once he was too exhausted to fight it. In one simple wave of her tongue the pleasure intensified. Life began to spark back in his numb limbs as the heat spread from his loins across his entire body.

“A-Alex…” Her name was all Emil could say. He watched the blonde at work. It still seemed too good to be true. There was going to be a twist, or a joke, or some trick. But it never came. The pleasure built and built upon itself until it became too much. Alexandra’s tongue was masterful in how it was handling him, bringing euphoria even after everything he’d undergone. “G-Get back…” He gasped to the giant, but she didn’t so much as budge an inch.

“Thank you.”

With those cryptic words Emil finally lost it. His own release came gushing out, landing all across the giant’s tongue. She paid it little mind as the tongue finally retracted. the little bulge in her throat going down as she swallowed. Her lips went back to their joyous smile.

Whatever willpower that had compelled Emil to remain awake finally left him with his climax. His eye lids grew heavy and the world dark. The last thing he saw before sleep took him was Alexandra’s happy smile.