Tinas Little Man

Tina sat gazing out of the window. She was in a foul mood. Her tongue slave John had been due half an hour ago and he still hadn't shown up, or even bothered to call. It was totally unacceptable and she was thinking of ways to make him pay for this outrage, when there was a knock as the door. It was the postman with a small parcel for her, from a friend in South America. She took the parcel and opened it. There was a small bottle of shimmering golden liquid inside with a note. The note was from an old school friend who, like Tina had been quite a dominant female even at school. She said in her note that the liquid in the bottle was a very special recipe, that would shrink any creature that drank it. The company that she worked for was planning to market it as a way to make household pests vanish, and she thought that Tina might have some ideas of her own on how to use it. Tina smiled as she thought of a truly delightful way to enjoy herself and teach John a lesson at the same time.

John finally arrived an hour and a half late, with a pitiful excuse about trains running late and mobile battery being low. Tina listened with a smile on her face as he stammered apology after apology. "Don't worry about it" she cooed "you must be thirsty after such a gruelling journey" and she passed him a glass of water which he drank eagerly, thinking himself very lucky that Mistress Tina was in a forgiving mood. How wrong he was, he was about to find out the hard way, how unforgiving she could be.

He felt strange. The room began to wobble like it was being viewed through a heat haze, and the furniture started to stretch and skew. John rubbed his eyes and groaned. He kept his eyes closed until the dizziness ebbed away, breathed deeply and then opened them again. He couldn't believe his eyes. A scream caught in his throat. He was naked standing in the middle of a pile of huge clothes and there in the chair before him, was Mistress Tina. But she must have been 80 feet tall and the smile on her face was as wicked a grin as he'd ever seen. It chilled him to the bone.

Tina reached forward and scooped him up. "well well little man" she whispered "now what shall we do with you? Why don't you suck on my lovely tits while I think for a while" and with that she slipped John into her bra and held him tight against her enormous nipple. Her bra held him fast against her flesh and he could hardly breath, but Tina couldn't care less, he had been disrespectful and would learn his place.

She could feel him squirming against her nipple, and it made her feel wet between her legs. Oh yes she knew what to do next. Tina stood and walked to the bathroom, where she pulled down her navy blue sheer nylon tights and white panties before sitting on the toilet. She reached inside her bra and retrieved John, who gasped for air while she giggled at him. John could hear the sound of running water and realised where he was, just before Tina thrust him between her legs, face first into the hot yellow stream. She held him tight pouring her piss over his face, reveling in the feeling of power. It was then that a truly evil thought struck her and she shuddered.

Could she? would she? why not. She relaxed with a deep sigh, and as the salty stream subsided John was treated to the sound of splashes from the bowl below. Tina finished her toilet and placed John face up in her knickers while she wiped her pussy clean of the last few drops of piss and dropped the tissue into the bowl. Then she pulled up her panties and too late John realised that she had deliberately NOT wiped her arse. With a squelch, John was pulled in between into her arse cheeks and held there as she pulled up her tights. He felt her fingers push him deeper into her filthy crack before she went to make a very important call.

John was in her crack for hours, and she took great delight in squirming around while she was seated, until he was totally coated in her filth. He had even had to swallow two mouthfuls to avoid smothering. Boy was he sorry he had turned up late. It would never happen again. Never.

Finally Tina stood up and walked around the house. John thought he heard the front door and voices, but in his sticky prison he couldn't be sure. At last Tina pulled down her tights and panties and wiped her arse clean with tissue. "You didn't do a very good job of cleaning my arse did you Tongue slave?" she said sternly, before picking him up and climbing into the bath with him. She gently washed him clean in the hand sink first and lay back soaking in the hot foam with John resting between her big soft breasts. He was in heaven, and Tina was getting excited about the finale that she had planned.

Tina climbed out of the bath and dried herself off. She rubbed her clit with one hand while she looked at herself in the bathroom mirror. This was going to be good, she though, and her pussy juices flowed as her excitement rose. She picked up John from the side of the bath and pulled some strands of towel from the frayed edge of the bath towel, which she used to tie his hands behind his back, and his ankles together, ignoring his protests and pleas. Then when he was totally bound, she slowly pushed him feet first into her dark wet pussy, until only his head and shoulders where visible. He struggled and screamed, and Tina got wetter and wetter. Finally she blew him a kiss before firmly pushing John deep inside her.

Tina could still feel John squirming inside her, but she knew that he would never get out, unless she let him. She walked into her bedroom where her boyfriend was waiting. She'd phoned him earlier and asked him to come over to play. She slowly licked his huge shaft, and sucked the head, savouring his precum like a fine wine, before laying back with her legs open. "Fuck me big boy" she whispered as he mounted her. She could imagine John staring at the massive cock in front of his face, with a mixture of excitement and fear. Would Tina make her boyfriend cum inside or outside of her pussy. That was the wicked thought she'd had earlier. Could she let her boyfriend flood her cunt with cum knowing John was still inside her. She felt her boyfriend tense, she had seconds to decide...

"Cum in me" She shouted "fill me with you hot creamy spunk". Her heart raced as she felt that huge load pumping inside her, knowing that John would be coated, drowning in spunk by now, she could feel him squirming inside her, trying desperately not to swallow any of the hot load. Her boyfriend started to pull out of her, but she stopped him "Do it again" she pleaded "Fill me again, and leave your cock inside me". She rolled her face to one side so that he couldn't see the smile on her face. Another load of cum, and no way out from her cunt. That was her revenge. Would John survive....

There was a ring at the front door, and Tina blinking stood from her seat at the window. Crossing the room to the front door she was still smiling at the delicious dream she had just experienced. Tina opened the door and John was standing there gabbling out his excuses for being late, trains running late, mobile battery low. Tina started to walk back into the house, when John told her about the package he'd taken from the postman for her. It was post marked South America. Tina smiled and shuddered with excitement. "Go and sit down Slave" she whispered "You must be thirsty after that journey. I'll get you a drink"....