Consequently, the frightened creature let the money go. Looking at the green stuff, she remarked, " Fuck, it's now worthless; I can't bring anything back to normal; so I'm out of four hundred bucks." Clenching her teeth together, she yelled, " You fucken piece of garbage, you cost me four hundred bucks!" She went on, " Oh, you're gonna pay; in fact, I'll make the rest of your stupid life a living hell; you ain't going anywhere from now on; you're all mine, do you understand, asshole!"
Letting the tiny money fall away into oblivion, she next eyed him again and said, " Tomorrow, you'll experience things you've never felt before; but for now, I'll put you in safe keeping; I got some other shit to take care of." The dominant one walked with Karl into the kitchen. Upon going over to the jar and opening its lid, she dropped her captive in, letting him fall to the base. Looking down at him, she said, " I guess at some point you'll get hungry and thirsty; so here's all the nourishment you'll ever need." With a modest amount of effort, Kate began working up some phylum in her throat. In fact, as she crackled away, the wad got larger and larger. Finally, she spit down in the jar. A huge mass of yellowish stuff came to rest next to Karl, eventually spreading itself out and touching his tiny feet. Laughingly, she said, " From now on, that's all I'll ever feed you with; you can live off my spit; and believe me, when you get hungry enough, you'll start eating; it's got plenty of moisture, so you'll never need fresh water again."
Just standing there, Karl began to beg, " Please, I didn't mean to steal from you, please."
Laughing again, she only said, " That's your problem, you're mine and as such I'll do with you as I want." After screwing the lid back on, she left the kitchen.
Upon arriving in the livingroom, Kate went over to Mike's pants and removed the wallet, looking inside and finding another sum of money. However, it consisted of only eighty five dollars. In frustration, she said to herself, You mean all I get for a nights work is a measly old eighty five bucks; fuck, I'll make that asshole pay!" After taking the money from the wallet, she pushed the black leather thing back into the pants pocket and reached over for the glass. She used it to shrink the clothes. After that, she took the tiny apparel upstairs, flushing them down the toilet. Going back downstairs, she got the trenchcoat and went into the kitchen, yelling down to Karl, " Hey shit ball, what kind of car do you have and where is it parked on the street?"
Lowering her ear to the glass's top, she listened to his tiny reply through the holes, " It's a red topaz parked two houses down to the right of this house when facing the street."
Leaving, she went through the livingroom, took up the glass containing the stone, and left the house. She first went over to Mike's vehicle and shrank it. Picking it up, she ventured down the street in the cover of darkness to the said location. Standing before the car, Kate looked both ways and finally reduced the topaz to insignificance, returning with it to her dwelling.
Inside, the mistress placed both cars atop the livingroom table, took off her coat, and replaced it to the closet. Strolling back over to the table, the diabolical beauty brought her gloved hand down hard upon the shrunken cars, smashing them to pieces. Eventually, nothing was left save a mangled mass of tiny metal. With her one hand, she brushed the parts over the table's edge into the palm of her other hand, walking away with the debree, and going upstairs. As she did previously with Mike's attire, Kate flushed everything down the toilet.
Deciding to turn in for the night, Kate flicked off all the lights and made certain the front door was locked. With everything in order, she went back upstairs, removed her dominatrix attire, showered off, went into her night clothes, and finally to bed. However, right before she fell to sleep, the lady thought about the possibility of someone else knowing about the visit from the two men. Convincing herself that no one would have any knowledge because men almost always kept their fetish perversions to themselves, she fell peacefully to sleep.
Morning came and she crawled out of bed at precisely eight twenty six. Lighting up a cigarette, she took that first great morning puff. Going into the bathroom, she removed her pajamas. With the cigarette in hand, she sat her ass atop the toilet and was about to piss when an idea entered her sick and twisted mind. Holding back her golden fluid, she got up and descended the stairs while completely naked. Going over to the jar containing Karl, she grabbed it. As she went back upstairs, the lady looked at its contents and saw little Karl inside just awakened by the movement, again, looking curious and afraid. When she reached the john, Kate unscrewed the lid, dumping Karl into the toilet bowl water. The cold water hit him with a force as he finally came back to the surface. Grinning down at him, Kate remarked, " Hey asshole, wanna see what comes out of my pussy?" Turning around, she lowered her gorgeous naked ass upon the seat. A second later, she pissed away. Needless to say, Karl was now swirling about as her piss pushed him around inside the fixture. Finally, she was done. Getting up and rotating, she said down to the little man, " So, give me one reason why I shouldn't flush you down?"
Karl began to shake, yelling up to her, " Please, I'll do whatever you say!"
Smiling sadistically down at him, the vixen said, " That's right, you will; death is too easy." With that, the woman moved over to the sink after taking the jar back in hand. Turning on the water, she rinsed the jar clean of all her spittle. Next, Kate stuck her hand into the toilet, raising out Karl, placing him under the fauset, and washing off all the piss residue. Finally, she dropped him back into the jar.
Holding the pickle jar in hand, Kate ask, " So did you eat anything last night?" Looking up to her, he didn't say a word. Then, the cunt said, " Well, at some point you will." After removing the cigarette from between her lips, she again worked up some yellow phylum and spit the entire wad into the glass. This time it hit him on the head. Laughing, she said, " Oh, I think that by this afternoon, you'll start enjoying the treat." Finally, screwing the top back on, she went into the bedroom, placed the jar on the dresser and got dressed.
Today, she wore jeans and a purple T-shirt. Ofcourse, she also slipped into her stiletto boots and was ready to go downstairs and eat breakfast. Going down to the kitchen, she took the jar with her and placed it back on the kitchen counter just beneath a window. Then, she turned and looked at the drinking glass containing the stone. She placed it there last night before turning in. Venturing over, she raised it, looked at the stone inside, and said, " I'm really one lucky cunt." After returning it to the counter, the gothic woman made herself coffee and ate a bowl full of cereal.
Breakfast finished, Kate went into the livingroom, lit up another cigarette, and placed a CD into the stereo, Tchakovsky's Francesca Da Rimini. Moreover, its dark and eerie overtones fit quite well with her inner nature. In fact, the piece could have been written for her alone. Next, venturing over to the drawer containing Mike, Kate pulled it open and looked down inside. The man was still asleep; however, the noise of the drawer's sliding open aroused him. Looking up to the evil giantess, the helpless tiny male yelled, " Please get me something to eat and drink!"
Gazing down at the little individual, she said, " Sure, I'll be right back." Returning to the kitchen, Kate came back a few moments later with a couple of pieces of cereal and a liquid dropper full of water. She threw the cereal to Mike's feet. Eagerly, the little creature started to consume. Lowering the dropper toward the captive, the woman said, " Here drink from this." Consequently, as a caged animal, he drank the liquid as she squeezed the rubber top. The water came forth and little Mike drank himself full.
All done with feeding him, Kate looked down and remarked, " I guess it's time to be sent back home, isn't it?"
Mike pleaded, " No. please, please, don't do this to me."
Laughing at his futile attempt to influence her actions, the dominatrix reached into the drawer and removed him, going over with Mike in hand to the livingroom table, and setting him down. Next, she went into the kitchen, replaced the dropper, and then opened the refrigerator door. Looking inside, she said to herself, " Hmm, what could sustain that little bug for a few days?" Finally, seeing some fresh juicy grapes, the feline took three of them and closed the refrigerator door. Afterward, the mistress ventured over to the counter and began rummaging through the drawers, eventually producing a half empty match box. Staring at the thing in her hand, she mumbled, " Yea, this'll do." Kate emptied out the remaining wooden matches into a dish, leaving them sit upon the counter. Mistress Kate took up the box and punched a few holes in the top with the tip of a steak knife. Upon completion, the gothic goddess went back into the livingroom, taking the grapes and match box with her.
Setting her beautiful ass atop the solfa, Kate reached for Mike, looked at him in her hand, saying, " Here, these things will give you all the protein and water you'll need to stay alive for a few days. The evil one placed Mike and the grapes into the box and slid it shut. Walking over to another drawer in the china cabinet, she got some scotchtape. The lady taped the box shut. After finding some packaging paper, she wrapped it around the box. Kate wrote his address on the package; she remembered it from his driver's license which she came across in his wallet. Indeed, she addressed it to " The wife of Mike". Not finished yet, the woman went over to the video camera, removing the cassette from the machine. Sliding the movie into its jacket cover, she next got some duck tape and adhered the video to the base of the wrapped match box. All done, Kate took the package, went out to her car, and drove to the post office. There, the lady mailed it away; and off it went to its destination.
Forty five minutes later, the mistress returned to her abode and went straight into the kitchen, reaching for the jar containing Karl. Looking at it, she said to the pathetic creature, " You little shit, like I said yesterday, you're gonna pay." Afterward, Kate unscrewed the lid and pulled out the tiny man. Holding him close to her face, she licked his entire frame from head to toe, remarking, " I think I know just how to begin making you feel lower than you already are." She reached into the sink and grabbed the plastic dish basin. Upon setting it on the floor and placing Karl into it, she said, " Well, how about this?" Turning around, she lowered her pants and panties, squatted over the container, and hung her beautiful ass directly above the little slave. Then, she began laughing as her shit worked its way out of her asshole. The brown stuff fell right in front of Karl. When finished, the sick vixen stood up and went to one side of the counter, getting herself a paper towel. Returning to Karl, she again squatted over him, this time using the towel to wipe her female ass. Finished with her ass, the lady dropped the used paper into the plastic bin directly atop her shit.
Standing erect again, Kate pulled up her clothes, saying down to the little one, " Start crawling around in my shit."
He answered with, " Come on, please, I don't want to!"
Infuriated, she yelled down at him, " If you don't do as I say, I'll pull you out and step on you!" Having no choice, the little one complied. Slowly, he made a step forward into her shit pile. After the second step, he stood with both feet up to his knees in her waste. Looking up to the evil giantess, he heard, " Now get down and volope in my crap; I want you up to your neck in shit; is that clear?" The power balance against him, he had no choice. Thus, he sank himself up to his ears in her smelly and gross stuff. Just standing there and mocking him, the malicious vixen made him crawl around for over a half hour.
Nonetheless, Kate finally had enough. Bending down, she raised the bin and went upstairs with it to the toilet. Reaching in with her hand, she took Karl by the top of his head, slowly pulling him from the pile and releasing him into the bathroom sink. After dumping her shit into the toilet, she took some cleanser and washed the plastic thing clean. However, Kate threw it to the floor and obviously never used it again for the dishes. Turning her attention to the sink, she rinsed the little man clean, pouring some of the cleanser over him, and again rinsing him down. With that done, the woman took Karl in her hand, going back downstairs.
Inside the livingroom, she placed him atop the table. Lighting up a fresh cigarette, Kate placed another CD into the stereo. Again, as when she tortured the kid, Sam, Mozart's requiem played forth, stimulating her darker impulses with its gothic sound. Staring at the little male atop the table for a few moments, she next got up and went into the cellar. There, she produced a large nine volt battery together with a couple of wires and some duck tape. Returning to the livingroom with the items, she sat down on the couch, placing the items on the table directly before the terror stricken eyes of the little man. Knowing what she had in mind, he begged and begged, " Please, please, don't!" With his pleadings only stimulating her erotic impulses, she removed a strip of tape, forcing it over the front of his torso. Pushing him to his back, the woman adhered the two tape ends to the table top. Then, gothic tyrannous attached the two wires to both battery terminals, taking the other two exposed wire ends and moving them toward each of Karl's testicles. Being naked, his exposed nuts made contact with the wires. The nine volts weren't much, but for one his size, the surge was quite substantial. Hence, when the circuit was closed via his balls, the little creature arched forth, producing a terrifying little scream. Kate, on the other hand, voloped in pleasure, bursting forth with laughter. Again, she placed the open ends upon his scrotum; and again, her victim squirmed about in pain and agony. After the fourth infliction, Kate realized her panties were soaked. Standing up, she undressed herself, removing everything, and finally slipping her panties over her stiletto boots. Wearing only the footwear, she sat her naked ass down, once again tormenting Karl with the DC current. Working away on him for over a half hour, she got bored and began her next endeavor.
Standing up and looking down at her legs, Kate saw cunt juice run down the inner part of her thighs. Reaching toward her pussy, she played with herself for a minute while staring down at the little slave. Next, as the second half of Mozart's masterpiece began, she lit up another cigarette, bent forward, and stuck her pale gothic face over Karl. Blowing smoke down at him, she said, " We're not done yet!" Moving the hot end of the Marlboro ever closer to Karl's genital area, she brought the heat nearer and nearer until the yellow light was so close to his little prick that the slightest move on her part would ensure contact. The intensity of the heat worked its way into the man. Screaming forth, his dick felt as if it were melting. He went on and on, " No, no, please Kate, Kate don't; it hurts, please!" However, all was to no use. Kate only smiled and again massaged her cunt. As he screamed in agony, she moaned with pleasure, " Mmmmm, yes, mmmm, yea, oh yea!" Indeed, the severity of his pain was the intensity of her pleasure, appearing as if both were two sides of the same coin, each dependent upon the other.
Fifteen minutes later, the lady burst forth with an orgasm, exploding in delight, " Yesssssss, yesssssss!!!!" The euphoria subsided, she reached down and removed the tape, doing it slowly to ensure he'll hurt some more. Turning him over, she pealed another strand of tape from the role and again strapped him to the tabletop with his back facing upward. Taking the cigarette, she began depressing the hot end upon the back of his legs, causing the tiny creature to scream as the intense pain worked its way through every fiber of his being. She enjoyed it all. While she tortured him, her cunt began to water as before, causing her to again masturbate. As she played with herself, she burned the Marlboro into various parts of his body, the lower legs, the arms, and the back of his neck. As time went by, she eventually tired of the whole thing. Therefore, she pulled off the tape, going with him back into the kitchen. The female dropped him into the jar, spit inside, and screwed it shut. Leaving it atop the counter, Kate returned to the livingroom while shouting back toward the jar, " It's not over yet; expect more of the same tomorrow, the day after, and forevermore!" Finally, as the Requiem mass reached its conclusion, she let out a diabolical laugh which echoed throughout the entire first floor.
After slipping back into her clothes, Kate lit up another cigarette. Next, the woman took the battery, wires, and tape, placing them into the drawer she had previously kept Mike. Replacing the CD with another, she ventured back into the kitchen, made herself some coffee, and returned to the livingroom, removing a book from the shelf. She spent the next three hours reading. The three hours transpired, she was still absorbed in the pages when the phone rang. Looking at the clock, she realized it was now five thirty in the afternoon. Getting up and going into the kitchen, the female sociopath raised the receiver, saying, " Hello, who is this?"
A man's voice ask, " Hi Kate, can we have a session tonight?"
" Does anyone know you desire to see me?"
"No."
She went on, " Ok, is eight fine with you?"
He replied, " Yes Kate, that's good."
Finally, the mistress said, " Fine, Mark, I'll see you then." After the lady replaced the receiver, she jumped up, yelling to Karl, " Hey little shit; it looks as if you'll be having some company, ha, ha, ha!" Coping with the pain as best he could, Karl said nothing. In fact, his legs and arms were now blistering from the burns. The unfortunate man only sat there in a daze.
Deciding to prepare herself something to eat, the dominatrix made super, ate the food, washed the dishes, and then went upstairs, getting herself dressed for the coming session. In her bedroom, she slipped into the mistress outfit. Ofcourse, when all dressed, the vain witch stared at her reflection coming from the mirror. For a good fifteen minutes, she couldn't pull her eyes away. Having the stone gave her more power. This increased edge over humanity worked itself deep into her psyche, swelling her ego with a pride only the conceited know so well.
After her self adoration subsided enough, allowing her ladyship to pull away from the mirror, she descended the stairs, going back into the livingroom. Moving over to the stereo, she stuck a CD into the system, this time listening to the notes of Dvorsark's fifth symphony. Letting the music work itself forth, she reached for the book on the table and continued reading where she had previously left off, spending the next hour and a half reading. When the doorbell finally rang, the feline got up, looked from behind the curtain, and then let Mark in.
As the front door opened, the man entered, saying, " Hi Kate, so how've you been doing these past two months?"
Answering, the lady said, " Oh, all right; as a matter of fact, things couldn't be better." Smiling in response, Mark didn't know the full significance of her words. Next, the leather clad feline ask, " Let's see the money." Reaching into his shirt pocket, Mark produced two hundred and ten dollars.
As he gave her the bills, he said, " I've given you a ten dollar tip."
Grinning with her gothic air, she said, " Good, you know I'm worth more, but a ten dollar tip is better than nothing." Afterward, the dominatrix yelled, " Slave, take off all your clothes now!" Obediently, Mark complied, removing everything, throwing his attire upon the solfa, and eventually standing naked before the dominant female.
Looking at him, she decided to have her ass kissed before she shrinks him. Thus, from her mouth, he heard, " Kneel and kiss my ass you piece of shit!" Doing as told, Mark went to his knees and stuck his face into her butt as she turned around, presenting her ass. After he kissed away for ten minutes, she said, " Stop and wait here." Kate left the room only to come back ninety seconds later with the magic stone. Upon her arrival, the mistress said, " Get up, stand straight!" Aiming the bottom of the glass at him, she pulled away the cardboard, saying, " Here's something you'll never forget!" The perplexed man just stood there as the red beam struck him.
As everything appeared to get larger and larger, he yelled, " What's going on, what are you doing?" Saying nothing, Kate only gave him her wicked smile, watching as he shrank away. Finally, he stopped shrinking, standing only two inches in height before the gothic goddess.
With her evil task done, Kate returned the glass to the kitchen counter, going back into the livingroom. Standing directly before Mark, she looked down at him with her hands resting on her hips. Transfixed, the little man gazed up at her female glory. Before him stood the elegant form of a giantess. As he stared on in fear and amazement, she bent down, raising him to her face, saying, " So little property, you're mine now!" His fear prevented him from doing anything; he just hung there as she began playing with him. Like Mike beforehand, Kate used Mark as a living dildo, shoving him in and out of her cunt until orgasm. After her burst ecstasy, she pulled him out and went into the kitchen, placing Mark upon the counter next to the jar containing Karl. As the men's eyes met, Mark was horrified at the sight of his fellow companion. Karl looked as if he'd been through the worst anyone could endure.
While Mark inspected the pitiful sight before him, Kate returned with another jar. After punching holes in the lid, the mistress took hold of her latest possession and dropped him in. Then, she spit into the glass and said, " Here, this is your food from now on." The lady screwed the lid shut and placed the jar next to Karl's small and eternal prison. With that done, the evil cunt said, " Now I've got two little play things; ain't life great!" Turning around, she ventured back into the livingroom.
When back in the livingroom, she took hold of Mark's clothes, carrying them into the kitchen, shrinking them with the stone, and finally disposing the objects down the toilet. All finished, the woman put on the trenchcoat and ventured outside, seeing Mark's car in her driveway. As with the previous two vehicles, she shrank his car, bringing the tiny thing back inside. After removing her coat, Kate destroyed the automobile, flushing its remains down the john.
Everything was now in order. The mistress simply spent the rest of the evening listening to music and pacing back and forth in the livingroom with a psychotic frenzy generated by her delusions of grandeur. Working its way toward her inner being, the classical thunder stimulated her psychosis. Eventually, with the late hours approaching, she pulled herself together and turned in.
Three days later Mike's wife arrived home after her job related trip out of town. Pulling into the drive, she next got out, went to the front door, reached over to the mailbox, removing all its contents. After venturing inside, she dumped the mail upon the kitchen table and threw her purse down next to the post. Sifting through the mail, the female accountant eventually came upon a paper reading, " Package being held." Reading it, she decided to head to the post office and retrieve the thing. Getting back into her car, she went to the post office and got the package. Returning home, the lady sat her ass down, having the package next to her on the solfa. Further, for a woman in her mid thirties, she was nevertheless quite attractive dressed in a pair of black slacks and dark colored high heeled shores.
Inspecting the object, she noted no return address. However, she began opening it. Removing the large tape holding the video to the rest of the package, she then unwrapped the matchbox. Sliding the box open gave her an initial surprise. Looking straight down at the tiny stature of her husband sitting there amongst the debree of partially consumed grapes, she ask, " What the hell is this!?"
However, the tiny figure responded with, " Joan, it's me, Mike."
Reaching into the container, she removed the little man, eyeing him in the palm of her hand, saying, " Wow, it's really you, what the fuck happened?"
Not being able to answer her question truthfully, he simply muttered, " I don't know, something just happened to me."
Her initial shock over, Joan lowered him to the solfa, standing him right next to the side of her curvaceous ass. Looking over to the second half of the package, the lady remarked, " Here's a video, perhaps it'll explain things." The woman got up and carried the tape over to the VCR. Turning it on, she slid in the recording. Five seconds later, Joan looked at the image of another livingroom. Watching with close attention, she saw Mike at his original size step into view together with some strange lady dressed in a skimpy leather outfit revealing her private parts. Upon seeing this, Joan glanced in Mike's direction with a very cruel and hateful look, nevertheless returning her attention to the tube. She watched on as Mike and Kate had the dominatrix session. While viewing his infidelity, her teeth clenched together as she occasionally looked at Mike and remarked, " You fuck, you little piece of shit!" Not being able to do anything, Mike just stood there in pure fear and embarrassment.
Eventually, the film reached the shrinking scene. Joan looked on in amazement. However, her anger returned with full force when Kate held him before the lens, explaining the situation. Going on a little longer as Kate used him for sex, the tape finally ended. Walking over to the solfa, Joan next sat her ass next to Mike. Turing her head and sadistically looking down at him, she said, " Your the most pathetic thing I've ever seen!"
In response, Mike only started to beg, " Please, Joan, I didn't meant it, I only needed her to satisfy my fetish!"
Not buying his story, she yelled, " I think I'll take her advice and put my foot down!", screaming at the top of her lungs.
Frightened, Mike crawled behind her ass in a vain attempt at seclusion. Getting up, she grabbed him. Totally out of control with anger, the woman threw Mike to the floor. The room's thick soft carpeting broke his fall. Only slightly dazed, the little creature got to his feet, staring straight up into the eyes of his angry giantess wife. As she raised the sole of her right shoe above him, Mike began shaking. He tried to run, but she was too fast, bringing her foot down and crushing him. Using all her strength, she made certain the carpet's softness wouldn't save him. After removing her foot, all that remained was a stain on the carpet.
Back at Kate's place, the dominatrix was seated upon the livingroom solfa, reading a book, listening to a CD, and smoking away. She had three sessions scheduled for tonight. However, all three of the men would get more than they bargained for. And so it came to pass, the next morning while eating breakfast and drinking coffee, the evil bitch glanced over toward the counter and saw five pickle jars. After finishing her meal, Kate got up and removed the lid from each jar, saying, " Here's your food for today." Working up as much spittle as possible, the lady gave each unfortunate one a wad of her beautiful phylum. Rescrewing the lids, Kate went forth to something else.
As time progressed, turning the weeks into months, Kate worked up a collection of twenty two little men. She didn't shrink every man coming to her for a session, for that would destroy her income. No, the wicked female only reduced enough to satisfy her sick and perverted sexual yearnings. Being constantly abused, tortured, and humiliated, these men lived on nothing save her yellow muckus, existing in her grasp with no chance at escape.
While seated on the couch and reading, wearing nothing except her leather outfit, the doorbell rang. Answering it, she usured a man in. Not knowing the full significance of his own words, he ask, " So mistess, can you cut me down to size?"
Giving him a wicked smile, Kate only said, " You'll be looking up to me all right!"
The End
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Letting the tiny money fall away into oblivion, she next eyed him again and said, " Tomorrow, you'll experience things you've never felt before; but for now, I'll put you in safe keeping; I got some other shit to take care of." The dominant one walked with Karl into the kitchen. Upon going over to the jar and opening its lid, she dropped her captive in, letting him fall to the base. Looking down at him, she said, " I guess at some point you'll get hungry and thirsty; so here's all the nourishment you'll ever need." With a modest amount of effort, Kate began working up some phylum in her throat. In fact, as she crackled away, the wad got larger and larger. Finally, she spit down in the jar. A huge mass of yellowish stuff came to rest next to Karl, eventually spreading itself out and touching his tiny feet. Laughingly, she said, " From now on, that's all I'll ever feed you with; you can live off my spit; and believe me, when you get hungry enough, you'll start eating; it's got plenty of moisture, so you'll never need fresh water again."
Just standing there, Karl began to beg, " Please, I didn't mean to steal from you, please."
Laughing again, she only said, " That's your problem, you're mine and as such I'll do with you as I want." After screwing the lid back on, she left the kitchen.
Upon arriving in the livingroom, Kate went over to Mike's pants and removed the wallet, looking inside and finding another sum of money. However, it consisted of only eighty five dollars. In frustration, she said to herself, You mean all I get for a nights work is a measly old eighty five bucks; fuck, I'll make that asshole pay!" After taking the money from the wallet, she pushed the black leather thing back into the pants pocket and reached over for the glass. She used it to shrink the clothes. After that, she took the tiny apparel upstairs, flushing them down the toilet. Going back downstairs, she got the trenchcoat and went into the kitchen, yelling down to Karl, " Hey shit ball, what kind of car do you have and where is it parked on the street?"
Lowering her ear to the glass's top, she listened to his tiny reply through the holes, " It's a red topaz parked two houses down to the right of this house when facing the street."
Leaving, she went through the livingroom, took up the glass containing the stone, and left the house. She first went over to Mike's vehicle and shrank it. Picking it up, she ventured down the street in the cover of darkness to the said location. Standing before the car, Kate looked both ways and finally reduced the topaz to insignificance, returning with it to her dwelling.
Inside, the mistress placed both cars atop the livingroom table, took off her coat, and replaced it to the closet. Strolling back over to the table, the diabolical beauty brought her gloved hand down hard upon the shrunken cars, smashing them to pieces. Eventually, nothing was left save a mangled mass of tiny metal. With her one hand, she brushed the parts over the table's edge into the palm of her other hand, walking away with the debree, and going upstairs. As she did previously with Mike's attire, Kate flushed everything down the toilet.
Deciding to turn in for the night, Kate flicked off all the lights and made certain the front door was locked. With everything in order, she went back upstairs, removed her dominatrix attire, showered off, went into her night clothes, and finally to bed. However, right before she fell to sleep, the lady thought about the possibility of someone else knowing about the visit from the two men. Convincing herself that no one would have any knowledge because men almost always kept their fetish perversions to themselves, she fell peacefully to sleep.
Morning came and she crawled out of bed at precisely eight twenty six. Lighting up a cigarette, she took that first great morning puff. Going into the bathroom, she removed her pajamas. With the cigarette in hand, she sat her ass atop the toilet and was about to piss when an idea entered her sick and twisted mind. Holding back her golden fluid, she got up and descended the stairs while completely naked. Going over to the jar containing Karl, she grabbed it. As she went back upstairs, the lady looked at its contents and saw little Karl inside just awakened by the movement, again, looking curious and afraid. When she reached the john, Kate unscrewed the lid, dumping Karl into the toilet bowl water. The cold water hit him with a force as he finally came back to the surface. Grinning down at him, Kate remarked, " Hey asshole, wanna see what comes out of my pussy?" Turning around, she lowered her gorgeous naked ass upon the seat. A second later, she pissed away. Needless to say, Karl was now swirling about as her piss pushed him around inside the fixture. Finally, she was done. Getting up and rotating, she said down to the little man, " So, give me one reason why I shouldn't flush you down?"
Karl began to shake, yelling up to her, " Please, I'll do whatever you say!"
Smiling sadistically down at him, the vixen said, " That's right, you will; death is too easy." With that, the woman moved over to the sink after taking the jar back in hand. Turning on the water, she rinsed the jar clean of all her spittle. Next, Kate stuck her hand into the toilet, raising out Karl, placing him under the fauset, and washing off all the piss residue. Finally, she dropped him back into the jar.
Holding the pickle jar in hand, Kate ask, " So did you eat anything last night?" Looking up to her, he didn't say a word. Then, the cunt said, " Well, at some point you will." After removing the cigarette from between her lips, she again worked up some yellow phylum and spit the entire wad into the glass. This time it hit him on the head. Laughing, she said, " Oh, I think that by this afternoon, you'll start enjoying the treat." Finally, screwing the top back on, she went into the bedroom, placed the jar on the dresser and got dressed.
Today, she wore jeans and a purple T-shirt. Ofcourse, she also slipped into her stiletto boots and was ready to go downstairs and eat breakfast. Going down to the kitchen, she took the jar with her and placed it back on the kitchen counter just beneath a window. Then, she turned and looked at the drinking glass containing the stone. She placed it there last night before turning in. Venturing over, she raised it, looked at the stone inside, and said, " I'm really one lucky cunt." After returning it to the counter, the gothic woman made herself coffee and ate a bowl full of cereal.
Breakfast finished, Kate went into the livingroom, lit up another cigarette, and placed a CD into the stereo, Tchakovsky's Francesca Da Rimini. Moreover, its dark and eerie overtones fit quite well with her inner nature. In fact, the piece could have been written for her alone. Next, venturing over to the drawer containing Mike, Kate pulled it open and looked down inside. The man was still asleep; however, the noise of the drawer's sliding open aroused him. Looking up to the evil giantess, the helpless tiny male yelled, " Please get me something to eat and drink!"
Gazing down at the little individual, she said, " Sure, I'll be right back." Returning to the kitchen, Kate came back a few moments later with a couple of pieces of cereal and a liquid dropper full of water. She threw the cereal to Mike's feet. Eagerly, the little creature started to consume. Lowering the dropper toward the captive, the woman said, " Here drink from this." Consequently, as a caged animal, he drank the liquid as she squeezed the rubber top. The water came forth and little Mike drank himself full.
All done with feeding him, Kate looked down and remarked, " I guess it's time to be sent back home, isn't it?"
Mike pleaded, " No. please, please, don't do this to me."
Laughing at his futile attempt to influence her actions, the dominatrix reached into the drawer and removed him, going over with Mike in hand to the livingroom table, and setting him down. Next, she went into the kitchen, replaced the dropper, and then opened the refrigerator door. Looking inside, she said to herself, " Hmm, what could sustain that little bug for a few days?" Finally, seeing some fresh juicy grapes, the feline took three of them and closed the refrigerator door. Afterward, the mistress ventured over to the counter and began rummaging through the drawers, eventually producing a half empty match box. Staring at the thing in her hand, she mumbled, " Yea, this'll do." Kate emptied out the remaining wooden matches into a dish, leaving them sit upon the counter. Mistress Kate took up the box and punched a few holes in the top with the tip of a steak knife. Upon completion, the gothic goddess went back into the livingroom, taking the grapes and match box with her.
Setting her beautiful ass atop the solfa, Kate reached for Mike, looked at him in her hand, saying, " Here, these things will give you all the protein and water you'll need to stay alive for a few days. The evil one placed Mike and the grapes into the box and slid it shut. Walking over to another drawer in the china cabinet, she got some scotchtape. The lady taped the box shut. After finding some packaging paper, she wrapped it around the box. Kate wrote his address on the package; she remembered it from his driver's license which she came across in his wallet. Indeed, she addressed it to " The wife of Mike". Not finished yet, the woman went over to the video camera, removing the cassette from the machine. Sliding the movie into its jacket cover, she next got some duck tape and adhered the video to the base of the wrapped match box. All done, Kate took the package, went out to her car, and drove to the post office. There, the lady mailed it away; and off it went to its destination.
Forty five minutes later, the mistress returned to her abode and went straight into the kitchen, reaching for the jar containing Karl. Looking at it, she said to the pathetic creature, " You little shit, like I said yesterday, you're gonna pay." Afterward, Kate unscrewed the lid and pulled out the tiny man. Holding him close to her face, she licked his entire frame from head to toe, remarking, " I think I know just how to begin making you feel lower than you already are." She reached into the sink and grabbed the plastic dish basin. Upon setting it on the floor and placing Karl into it, she said, " Well, how about this?" Turning around, she lowered her pants and panties, squatted over the container, and hung her beautiful ass directly above the little slave. Then, she began laughing as her shit worked its way out of her asshole. The brown stuff fell right in front of Karl. When finished, the sick vixen stood up and went to one side of the counter, getting herself a paper towel. Returning to Karl, she again squatted over him, this time using the towel to wipe her female ass. Finished with her ass, the lady dropped the used paper into the plastic bin directly atop her shit.
Standing erect again, Kate pulled up her clothes, saying down to the little one, " Start crawling around in my shit."
He answered with, " Come on, please, I don't want to!"
Infuriated, she yelled down at him, " If you don't do as I say, I'll pull you out and step on you!" Having no choice, the little one complied. Slowly, he made a step forward into her shit pile. After the second step, he stood with both feet up to his knees in her waste. Looking up to the evil giantess, he heard, " Now get down and volope in my crap; I want you up to your neck in shit; is that clear?" The power balance against him, he had no choice. Thus, he sank himself up to his ears in her smelly and gross stuff. Just standing there and mocking him, the malicious vixen made him crawl around for over a half hour.
Nonetheless, Kate finally had enough. Bending down, she raised the bin and went upstairs with it to the toilet. Reaching in with her hand, she took Karl by the top of his head, slowly pulling him from the pile and releasing him into the bathroom sink. After dumping her shit into the toilet, she took some cleanser and washed the plastic thing clean. However, Kate threw it to the floor and obviously never used it again for the dishes. Turning her attention to the sink, she rinsed the little man clean, pouring some of the cleanser over him, and again rinsing him down. With that done, the woman took Karl in her hand, going back downstairs.
Inside the livingroom, she placed him atop the table. Lighting up a fresh cigarette, Kate placed another CD into the stereo. Again, as when she tortured the kid, Sam, Mozart's requiem played forth, stimulating her darker impulses with its gothic sound. Staring at the little male atop the table for a few moments, she next got up and went into the cellar. There, she produced a large nine volt battery together with a couple of wires and some duck tape. Returning to the livingroom with the items, she sat down on the couch, placing the items on the table directly before the terror stricken eyes of the little man. Knowing what she had in mind, he begged and begged, " Please, please, don't!" With his pleadings only stimulating her erotic impulses, she removed a strip of tape, forcing it over the front of his torso. Pushing him to his back, the woman adhered the two tape ends to the table top. Then, gothic tyrannous attached the two wires to both battery terminals, taking the other two exposed wire ends and moving them toward each of Karl's testicles. Being naked, his exposed nuts made contact with the wires. The nine volts weren't much, but for one his size, the surge was quite substantial. Hence, when the circuit was closed via his balls, the little creature arched forth, producing a terrifying little scream. Kate, on the other hand, voloped in pleasure, bursting forth with laughter. Again, she placed the open ends upon his scrotum; and again, her victim squirmed about in pain and agony. After the fourth infliction, Kate realized her panties were soaked. Standing up, she undressed herself, removing everything, and finally slipping her panties over her stiletto boots. Wearing only the footwear, she sat her naked ass down, once again tormenting Karl with the DC current. Working away on him for over a half hour, she got bored and began her next endeavor.
Standing up and looking down at her legs, Kate saw cunt juice run down the inner part of her thighs. Reaching toward her pussy, she played with herself for a minute while staring down at the little slave. Next, as the second half of Mozart's masterpiece began, she lit up another cigarette, bent forward, and stuck her pale gothic face over Karl. Blowing smoke down at him, she said, " We're not done yet!" Moving the hot end of the Marlboro ever closer to Karl's genital area, she brought the heat nearer and nearer until the yellow light was so close to his little prick that the slightest move on her part would ensure contact. The intensity of the heat worked its way into the man. Screaming forth, his dick felt as if it were melting. He went on and on, " No, no, please Kate, Kate don't; it hurts, please!" However, all was to no use. Kate only smiled and again massaged her cunt. As he screamed in agony, she moaned with pleasure, " Mmmmm, yes, mmmm, yea, oh yea!" Indeed, the severity of his pain was the intensity of her pleasure, appearing as if both were two sides of the same coin, each dependent upon the other.
Fifteen minutes later, the lady burst forth with an orgasm, exploding in delight, " Yesssssss, yesssssss!!!!" The euphoria subsided, she reached down and removed the tape, doing it slowly to ensure he'll hurt some more. Turning him over, she pealed another strand of tape from the role and again strapped him to the tabletop with his back facing upward. Taking the cigarette, she began depressing the hot end upon the back of his legs, causing the tiny creature to scream as the intense pain worked its way through every fiber of his being. She enjoyed it all. While she tortured him, her cunt began to water as before, causing her to again masturbate. As she played with herself, she burned the Marlboro into various parts of his body, the lower legs, the arms, and the back of his neck. As time went by, she eventually tired of the whole thing. Therefore, she pulled off the tape, going with him back into the kitchen. The female dropped him into the jar, spit inside, and screwed it shut. Leaving it atop the counter, Kate returned to the livingroom while shouting back toward the jar, " It's not over yet; expect more of the same tomorrow, the day after, and forevermore!" Finally, as the Requiem mass reached its conclusion, she let out a diabolical laugh which echoed throughout the entire first floor.
After slipping back into her clothes, Kate lit up another cigarette. Next, the woman took the battery, wires, and tape, placing them into the drawer she had previously kept Mike. Replacing the CD with another, she ventured back into the kitchen, made herself some coffee, and returned to the livingroom, removing a book from the shelf. She spent the next three hours reading. The three hours transpired, she was still absorbed in the pages when the phone rang. Looking at the clock, she realized it was now five thirty in the afternoon. Getting up and going into the kitchen, the female sociopath raised the receiver, saying, " Hello, who is this?"
A man's voice ask, " Hi Kate, can we have a session tonight?"
" Does anyone know you desire to see me?"
"No."
She went on, " Ok, is eight fine with you?"
He replied, " Yes Kate, that's good."
Finally, the mistress said, " Fine, Mark, I'll see you then." After the lady replaced the receiver, she jumped up, yelling to Karl, " Hey little shit; it looks as if you'll be having some company, ha, ha, ha!" Coping with the pain as best he could, Karl said nothing. In fact, his legs and arms were now blistering from the burns. The unfortunate man only sat there in a daze.
Deciding to prepare herself something to eat, the dominatrix made super, ate the food, washed the dishes, and then went upstairs, getting herself dressed for the coming session. In her bedroom, she slipped into the mistress outfit. Ofcourse, when all dressed, the vain witch stared at her reflection coming from the mirror. For a good fifteen minutes, she couldn't pull her eyes away. Having the stone gave her more power. This increased edge over humanity worked itself deep into her psyche, swelling her ego with a pride only the conceited know so well.
After her self adoration subsided enough, allowing her ladyship to pull away from the mirror, she descended the stairs, going back into the livingroom. Moving over to the stereo, she stuck a CD into the system, this time listening to the notes of Dvorsark's fifth symphony. Letting the music work itself forth, she reached for the book on the table and continued reading where she had previously left off, spending the next hour and a half reading. When the doorbell finally rang, the feline got up, looked from behind the curtain, and then let Mark in.
As the front door opened, the man entered, saying, " Hi Kate, so how've you been doing these past two months?"
Answering, the lady said, " Oh, all right; as a matter of fact, things couldn't be better." Smiling in response, Mark didn't know the full significance of her words. Next, the leather clad feline ask, " Let's see the money." Reaching into his shirt pocket, Mark produced two hundred and ten dollars.
As he gave her the bills, he said, " I've given you a ten dollar tip."
Grinning with her gothic air, she said, " Good, you know I'm worth more, but a ten dollar tip is better than nothing." Afterward, the dominatrix yelled, " Slave, take off all your clothes now!" Obediently, Mark complied, removing everything, throwing his attire upon the solfa, and eventually standing naked before the dominant female.
Looking at him, she decided to have her ass kissed before she shrinks him. Thus, from her mouth, he heard, " Kneel and kiss my ass you piece of shit!" Doing as told, Mark went to his knees and stuck his face into her butt as she turned around, presenting her ass. After he kissed away for ten minutes, she said, " Stop and wait here." Kate left the room only to come back ninety seconds later with the magic stone. Upon her arrival, the mistress said, " Get up, stand straight!" Aiming the bottom of the glass at him, she pulled away the cardboard, saying, " Here's something you'll never forget!" The perplexed man just stood there as the red beam struck him.
As everything appeared to get larger and larger, he yelled, " What's going on, what are you doing?" Saying nothing, Kate only gave him her wicked smile, watching as he shrank away. Finally, he stopped shrinking, standing only two inches in height before the gothic goddess.
With her evil task done, Kate returned the glass to the kitchen counter, going back into the livingroom. Standing directly before Mark, she looked down at him with her hands resting on her hips. Transfixed, the little man gazed up at her female glory. Before him stood the elegant form of a giantess. As he stared on in fear and amazement, she bent down, raising him to her face, saying, " So little property, you're mine now!" His fear prevented him from doing anything; he just hung there as she began playing with him. Like Mike beforehand, Kate used Mark as a living dildo, shoving him in and out of her cunt until orgasm. After her burst ecstasy, she pulled him out and went into the kitchen, placing Mark upon the counter next to the jar containing Karl. As the men's eyes met, Mark was horrified at the sight of his fellow companion. Karl looked as if he'd been through the worst anyone could endure.
While Mark inspected the pitiful sight before him, Kate returned with another jar. After punching holes in the lid, the mistress took hold of her latest possession and dropped him in. Then, she spit into the glass and said, " Here, this is your food from now on." The lady screwed the lid shut and placed the jar next to Karl's small and eternal prison. With that done, the evil cunt said, " Now I've got two little play things; ain't life great!" Turning around, she ventured back into the livingroom.
When back in the livingroom, she took hold of Mark's clothes, carrying them into the kitchen, shrinking them with the stone, and finally disposing the objects down the toilet. All finished, the woman put on the trenchcoat and ventured outside, seeing Mark's car in her driveway. As with the previous two vehicles, she shrank his car, bringing the tiny thing back inside. After removing her coat, Kate destroyed the automobile, flushing its remains down the john.
Everything was now in order. The mistress simply spent the rest of the evening listening to music and pacing back and forth in the livingroom with a psychotic frenzy generated by her delusions of grandeur. Working its way toward her inner being, the classical thunder stimulated her psychosis. Eventually, with the late hours approaching, she pulled herself together and turned in.
Three days later Mike's wife arrived home after her job related trip out of town. Pulling into the drive, she next got out, went to the front door, reached over to the mailbox, removing all its contents. After venturing inside, she dumped the mail upon the kitchen table and threw her purse down next to the post. Sifting through the mail, the female accountant eventually came upon a paper reading, " Package being held." Reading it, she decided to head to the post office and retrieve the thing. Getting back into her car, she went to the post office and got the package. Returning home, the lady sat her ass down, having the package next to her on the solfa. Further, for a woman in her mid thirties, she was nevertheless quite attractive dressed in a pair of black slacks and dark colored high heeled shores.
Inspecting the object, she noted no return address. However, she began opening it. Removing the large tape holding the video to the rest of the package, she then unwrapped the matchbox. Sliding the box open gave her an initial surprise. Looking straight down at the tiny stature of her husband sitting there amongst the debree of partially consumed grapes, she ask, " What the hell is this!?"
However, the tiny figure responded with, " Joan, it's me, Mike."
Reaching into the container, she removed the little man, eyeing him in the palm of her hand, saying, " Wow, it's really you, what the fuck happened?"
Not being able to answer her question truthfully, he simply muttered, " I don't know, something just happened to me."
Her initial shock over, Joan lowered him to the solfa, standing him right next to the side of her curvaceous ass. Looking over to the second half of the package, the lady remarked, " Here's a video, perhaps it'll explain things." The woman got up and carried the tape over to the VCR. Turning it on, she slid in the recording. Five seconds later, Joan looked at the image of another livingroom. Watching with close attention, she saw Mike at his original size step into view together with some strange lady dressed in a skimpy leather outfit revealing her private parts. Upon seeing this, Joan glanced in Mike's direction with a very cruel and hateful look, nevertheless returning her attention to the tube. She watched on as Mike and Kate had the dominatrix session. While viewing his infidelity, her teeth clenched together as she occasionally looked at Mike and remarked, " You fuck, you little piece of shit!" Not being able to do anything, Mike just stood there in pure fear and embarrassment.
Eventually, the film reached the shrinking scene. Joan looked on in amazement. However, her anger returned with full force when Kate held him before the lens, explaining the situation. Going on a little longer as Kate used him for sex, the tape finally ended. Walking over to the solfa, Joan next sat her ass next to Mike. Turing her head and sadistically looking down at him, she said, " Your the most pathetic thing I've ever seen!"
In response, Mike only started to beg, " Please, Joan, I didn't meant it, I only needed her to satisfy my fetish!"
Not buying his story, she yelled, " I think I'll take her advice and put my foot down!", screaming at the top of her lungs.
Frightened, Mike crawled behind her ass in a vain attempt at seclusion. Getting up, she grabbed him. Totally out of control with anger, the woman threw Mike to the floor. The room's thick soft carpeting broke his fall. Only slightly dazed, the little creature got to his feet, staring straight up into the eyes of his angry giantess wife. As she raised the sole of her right shoe above him, Mike began shaking. He tried to run, but she was too fast, bringing her foot down and crushing him. Using all her strength, she made certain the carpet's softness wouldn't save him. After removing her foot, all that remained was a stain on the carpet.
Back at Kate's place, the dominatrix was seated upon the livingroom solfa, reading a book, listening to a CD, and smoking away. She had three sessions scheduled for tonight. However, all three of the men would get more than they bargained for. And so it came to pass, the next morning while eating breakfast and drinking coffee, the evil bitch glanced over toward the counter and saw five pickle jars. After finishing her meal, Kate got up and removed the lid from each jar, saying, " Here's your food for today." Working up as much spittle as possible, the lady gave each unfortunate one a wad of her beautiful phylum. Rescrewing the lids, Kate went forth to something else.
As time progressed, turning the weeks into months, Kate worked up a collection of twenty two little men. She didn't shrink every man coming to her for a session, for that would destroy her income. No, the wicked female only reduced enough to satisfy her sick and perverted sexual yearnings. Being constantly abused, tortured, and humiliated, these men lived on nothing save her yellow muckus, existing in her grasp with no chance at escape.
While seated on the couch and reading, wearing nothing except her leather outfit, the doorbell rang. Answering it, she usured a man in. Not knowing the full significance of his own words, he ask, " So mistess, can you cut me down to size?"
Giving him a wicked smile, Kate only said, " You'll be looking up to me all right!"
The End
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