Sadistic Helen
“ What fucken time is it anyway?”, asked Helen of herself as she glanced at her wrist watch, answering her own question with, “ Good..., an hour left and it’s liberation time...five o’clock and the damn work day’s over...fucken over..., yea!”
Her beautiful and shapely ass parked in a seat before a computer monitor, sexy dark-haired Helen continued hacking away at the keyboard, entering this and that into the system’s data files. Dressed in a black skirt suit, the dark-eyed brunette just sat there, working away, eager to get home.
“ Here you go...”, said a middle aged man as he entered her small work area, “...here’s some more stuff for you; can you stay later tonight? I’d like that...we could get more done.”
Frustrated by the request, Helen, who worked for the man as his secretary, the guy owning his own savings and loan, swung herself around on the swivel chair and replied, “ Um..., no, I gotta get home.”
“ C’mon Helen..., you never put in any overtime...I’ll pay you time and a half if you stay longer today.”
“ Sorry...I got other stuff to do.”
“ There’s a lotta other women out there looking for clerical work.”
Pissed off now, she snapped, “ What are you implying...you threatening me with my job?”
“ Oh no...it’s not that...you should just put more effort into your work...that’s all...you don’t show much enthusiasm.”
“ It’s how I am..., just give me that shit...I’ll start some of it now, then I’ll finish it up when I’m back here tomorrow.”
“ Please watch your language...this is a professional place...I want you to act like a lady.”
“ Oh...get off it, Sam..., just give me that stuff!”
Shaking his head, Sam. her boss, gave her the folders and left, returning to his larger office, closing the door behind him.
“ Fucken asshole...”, mumbled the brunette to herself, “...why doesn’t he drop dead...motherfucker makes a fucken fortune and I get shit...only make enough to pay my fucken rent, may damn car payment, and a few other things..., bastard..., why doesn’t he die!”
At last, the day came to a close. Wasting no time, the lady raised her terrific ass, turned off the computer, grabbed her purse, and then yelled toward his office door, “ I’m off, Sam..., ok?”
Out stepped her employer and said, “ Ok Helen...see you tomorrow...make sure you’re on time.”
“ Yea, yea..., whatever!”
Helen turned around and left the larger office suite, only Sam and herself working there; she was his only employee, the guy doing most of the other work himself, spending a great deal of time with his business.
Out in the hall, Helen quickly reached into her black purse and produced a cigarette, eagerly firing up, saying to herself, “ Oh yea...does that feel great..., yea...! That motherfucken bastard won’t let me smoke in there, well..., who cares...don’t have to worry about this shit hole till tomorrow...now he doesn’t own a piece of my time..., and one day..., when I find something better, I’ll give him a piece of my mind..., creep!”
In addition to her black skirt suit, the attractive brunette always wore knee high leather boots, elevated at the heels, the color going with her clothes, black, her favorite color. The boots went together with a certain side of her personality, a strange and dark part of her character that she indulged in everyday after work when she got home.
The cigarette in her hand, the sexy lady strolled down the office building’s corridor and then entered one of the elevators of the same downtown skyscraper, finally going down to the parking garage. Quickly, she lowered her ass behind the wheel, started her Cavalier, and was off, driving along for a few miles until she got to her place, an apartment building with a huge lot up front. After parking her car, Helen grabbed her purse from the passenger seat and raised her butt. At last, she was up in the apartment, closing the door behind her, secluded now for the outside world.
All alone, the lady remarked to her own ears, “ Yea..., oh yea..., another hour or so of you know what...” Then she said, “Oh Helen....you’re one sick bitch..., one day you really gotta get yourself some professional help...have your head examined...you really should...!”
Her purse tossed to the sofa, Helen, her dark mane raised to the top of her head, left the livingroom and went to the bedroom. Once there, she started to undress, removing the jacket and putting it away. Next, she slipped out of her skirt. After that, her blouse, bra, and finally her panties went off, tossing her underwear into a nearby hamper. At a casual pace, she left the bedroom and ventured into the bathroom, parking her gorgeous naked ass to the toilet seat, taking a piss afterward, the yellow stuff emerging from her cunt with a thick even flow! When she was done with her business, Helen flushed and left the smaller chamber, going back out to the livingroom.
With nothing on except her boots and stockings, Helen removed another cigarette from her purse and lit the thing, taking more nicotine into her veins. The fresh cigarette between her lips, the attractive naked brunette ventured into the kitchen and made herself a cup of coffee, drinking it black. With the cup in one hand, the woman returned to the livingroom and went over to one corner.
Looking downward, Helen stared straight into a glass terrarium holding over five small white mice that she purchased at a nearby pet store. After she was done with the coffee, she set the cup to the side and reached for a simple pair of pliers that were laying next to the glass cage. She picked up the metal thing and moved it down into the terrarium, finally picking up one of the mice with it, raising the tiny inch and a half long creature from its hairless little tail. Staring at the helpless thing as it squirmed around, Helen’s cunt started pulsating, its insides getting warmer and warmer! Turning around, the woman ventured back to the sofa and parked her nice ass. Next, she leaned forward somewhat until her face was above the two foot high livingroom table. The pliers holding the mouse in her right hand and the cigarette between her lips, Helen again reached into her purse and again removed the lighter, using it to ignite a candle sitting on the same table.
An evil smile on her face, Helen slowly brought the little mouse over the yellow flame, her eyes wide open with intense excitement and concentration! Inch by inch, she lowered the mouse, moving it closer and closer to the heat! As the temperature around the creature rose, it obviously struggled harder and harder. Eventually, it was actually screaming, making a tiny high pitched sound, an obbligato to its own agony!
“ Yessssss..., yea..., ohhhhhhhhhhh...ohhhhhhhh...!”, moaned the perverse woman as her ears took in the animal’s cry.
Slowly, Helen moved her free hand down to her hairy cunt and inserted her middle finger, playing with herself, getting off on the creature’s horrific plight, pleasing herself with another’s pain!
Up and down she moved the animal, allowing it to bath in the heat for a few moments until she increased the distance a little, letting it ‘recuperate’, then lowering it again, again hearing the its wretched cry!
“ Ohhhhhhh..., ohhhhhhhhhhh..., yea, ohhhhhhhhhh....!”, repeated Helen over and over, her fingers working away at her slit, her whole body bathed in a twisted and sadistic delight.
Finally, about ninety seconds later, she burst forth, “ Yessssssssssssss...!”, cumming over her own hand, her pulse twice as fast as normal.
When she got herself back together, the sick lady set the poor creature to the floor. Obviously, since it was terrified and in pain, the animal ran off, trying to get away from the giant looking human female, something that didn’t give a damn about its well being. Standing up now, the sadistic brunette wet off after it, following the mouse as it went toward the other side of the room, its speed reduced somewhat by the damage inflicted upon its feet, the flame blistering its poor flesh!
“ Run..., you little nothing...no one cares about you...you’re in my realm now...my world...here I’m the goddess, I’m everything..., you’re nothing...I own you!”
After Helen caught up with the unfortunate mouse, she raised her left boot and brought its sole down, right on top of the animal, crushing it to death, ending its life in a second!
Throughout her whole frame, Helen felt invigorated, charged up to the point of ecstasy , her perverted mind seeing this as an act of justice, giving her the power over another that she felt she deserved, the mouse standing for the rest of humanity and the world, something she had a grudge against for some twisted reason or another, some reason she herself didn’t understand.
The mouse now squashed and dead, Helen strolled over to a full length mirror in the same livingroom and stood before it. She gazed at her reflection and slowly moved her right hand down to her cunt, again playing away with herself, getting off at her own image! And again, she had another orgasm, intrigued and excited by the reflection staring back at her, seeing herself as the best thing in the world, causing Helen to say, “ Mirror mirror on the wall..., who’s the greatest of them all..., who?”
She answered back to herself, “ Why you ofcourse...you’re best, the best thing that ever happened...and that really goes without saying..., now doesn’t it!”
Rotating her frame, she walked away from the large mirror and took up some tissue, returning afterward to the dead mouse, wiping its remains from the floor, entering the bathroom next, finally flushing the creature to oblivion .
Out in the livingroom again, Helen went over to the sofa and parked her beautiful naked ass, lighting up a fresh cigarette, and simply letting her mind go here and there. As her brain thought about this and that, she reflected upon her condition. Despite her good looks, the twenty eight year old was really nothing, working as a second rate paper pusher for that self employed guy, Sam. She always dreamt about power and wealth, but was too lazy to go out and do something for herself. And more to the point, she was too preoccupied with her perverted fetish, her sick desires taking up a good portion of her time; she was a loner, interested in no one but herself, lost in a world of her own design.
Still naked, Helen got up off her ass, blew out the candle, and went into the kitchen were she made herself supper, ate the stuff, washed the dishes, and finally returned to the livingroom. The rest of the day was spent doing whatever struck her fancy, most of the time used for reading some trashy paperback novel. Finally, she removed her boots and stockings, allowed her mane fall free, showered off, and then went to bed, sleeping with nothing on.
The next morning, hot looking Helen got up, lit a cigarette, made coffee, ate some breakfast, got dressed, raised her hairs back to the top of her head, and finally left for work, again wearing a dark skirt suit and her magnificent leather boots.
A few minutes after she parked her ass behind the PC, Sam came over and greeted her with, “Good morning Helen...how are you?”
With a tired sigh, she replied, “ Fine.”
“ Ok..., you know what to do..., right?”
“ Yea, yea...I got all the shit right here...you gave it to me yesterday..., remember?”
“ Ah, Helen...I hate to say this...but like always..., it’s your attitude..., I just don’t like it.”
Shrugging her shoulders, the dark-haired lady answered, “ Whatever. You want this crap done now or what? I mean..., if you’re gonna lecture me...all that’s gonna do is take up time..., but hey...it’s your time...you’re paying for it...not much ofcourse..., but still..., you’re paying for it.”
Not responding, Sam simply turned around and left, going over and into his private office, closing the door behind him.
Alone with herself, Helen complained, “ Asshole...why don’t he go play with himself..., fuck head..., bastard!”
For the nest two and a half hours Helen worked away, but not very fast, taking a few breaks in between, more than she should. At last, twelve noon came around and she remarked to herself, “ Yea..., lunch..., great...think I’ll go out this time...to that place...they got all that good stuff there!”
Her shapely ass raised, Helen grabbed her purse and was about to leave when Sam entered her small work area and asked, “ Ok..., do you got everything ready...a client of mine needs it this afternoon.”
“ Um..., well, ah..., it’ll be done when I come back from lunch.”
“ You had all morning...you shouldn’ve been done by now!”
“ Hey...I just ain’t finished...what’s the big deal?”
“ I said I need it for a client.”
“ And I said I ain’t done..., so?”
Angry now, Sam raised his voice a little, saying, “ Helen..., don’t even bother coming back from lunch...I’ll mail you your last paycheck...I don’t need you here anymore...all you do is drag your feet...or shall I say those boots..., in fact..., that’s another thing...why do you always wear boots...no matter what the weather?”
“ That’s my business...but what’s this about my not coming back after lunch?”
“ Like I said...I don’t want you here anymore, you’re fired, terminated..., understand?”
“ I need this job!”
“ Then you should’ve done a better job.”
“ C’mon..., you ain’t serious!”
“ Yes I am...now please leave.”
Pressing her lips together, Helen then said to the guy, “ Here...follow me out to the waiting area.”
“ Why?”
“ Just do it.”
Sam followed the sexy woman out to another section of the office suite, a furnished area he set up for his clients, something like a waiting room.
Up against one of the walls was a large black sofa. With no one else around except herself and Sam, Helen quickly tossed her purse to one side of the thing, flopped her good looking ass down to the cushion, removed her suit jacket, pulled her skirt all the way up above her legs and waist, lowered her panties, and finally spread her legs, saying, “ C’mon..., I’ll make it worth your while...how about a fuck, Sam..., a good old fuck...give it to me...give it to me deep...I want it deep..., real deep!”
For a brief moment, he laid his eyes to her big, hairy, and seductive cunt! However, he next looked into her face and yelled, “ I’m married...I don’t do stuff like that with other women...now get out of here or I’ll call the police...I can even have you charged for indecent exposure!”
“ Oh c’mon...I don’t fucken believe this...I’m giving you the opportunity of a life time...a free fuck with a beautiful woman like me!”
“ You think you’re the best thing in the world or something....I like my wife..., she’s good enough for me!”
“ But I’m better...you know that!”
Screaming now, Sam yelled, “ Get out..., now..., get out!”
Frustrated, she pulled up her underwear, lowered her skirt, got up, put on the jacket, grabbed her purse with her left hand, and finally turned to Sam, showing him her right hand’s middle finger, exclaiming, “ Fuck you...that’s right asshole..., fuck you...die and go to hell, motherfucker!”
“ Get outta here, lady, now!”
“ Don’t worry, asshole..., I’m leaving, I’m leaving...just don’t let me catch you alone in some dark ally or something!”
His anger suddenly turned to sarcasm, “ Ha..., you’re a woman...what are you gonna do...beat me up..., kick my ass?”
“ I’ll pull a knife and cut you wide open!”
“ Oh..., so that’s what you’re doing, threatening me...I can always call the cops, report what you just said..., now leave..., don’t let me see you hear again!”
“ Fuckyou!”, cried Helen as she finally left, slamming the office door shut!
Totally pissed off, Helen went down to her car, threw her perfect ass into the seat, and took off, driving back to her place. Inside her apartment, the beautiful brunette tossed her purse to the sofa and quickly marched over to the glass terrarium, reaching in with her hand and grabbing one of the helpless mice. Forcefully, she threw the little creature to the floor. As it laid there, somewhat dazed by the impact, furious Helen raised her right boot and brought it down on top of the poor mouse, watching as its blood and guts sprayed out an inch or two in all directions! Her face twisted with anger, she screamed down at the creature’s remains, “ That’s you, Sam..., that’s what I got these boots for...to crush anything that pisses me off, you bastard, you mother fucker..., you creep...son of a bitch..., I hate you...how’d I love to kill you and get away with it...oh would that be nice..., yes, yessss...torture you...make you die slowly..., oh yea...yea!”
Her fury just didn’t abate! She went over to a bookshelf and started grabbing a few of the hard bound volumes, throwing them across the room at the opposite wall, acting like someone who just escaped from one of those places where they keep all the crazy people. And it didn’t stop with books. Frantically, she went over to the livingroom’s table and turned it over, kicking the wooden thing with her boot, releasing more frustration. Her brain saturated with hate, the lady continued picking up objects here and there, throwing them around, really pissed that she lost her job!
As she moved around, hurling this and that, Helen next grabbed her TV’s remote control device, throwing it against the wall. After it struck the plaster, it obviously fell to the floor. Her attention aimed at something else, a paper weight, Helen took that up as well, also throwing it to the wall.
For the next two minutes, she threw things about, kicking and screaming as her heart pounded away. However, as with any tantrum, it finally petered out, the exhausted woman flopping her ass to the sofa and leaning her head back, staring away at the ceiling until she caught her breath.
Ten minutes later, she was somewhat calm, causing her to mumble, “ This is all a bunch of shit...now what am I gonna do...what the fuck am I gonna do?” With a tired sigh, she spoke on, “ Well..., guess I just gotta go out and find another job, another dead end job...what’s the new name they got for jobs like that? Oh yea..., I think they’re called “McJobs” or something like that..., well, whatever...I’ll buy a paper tomorrow and check out the classifieds...see what crap’s out there...”
Pulling herself back together, the attractive woman raised her rear from the cushion and started cleaning up, replacing all the books, rotating the two foot high table back to its correct position, and simply picked up the rest of the stuff she threw around. In the end, she took up a paper towel and wiped the animal’s remains from the floor, flushing it down the toilet. All set, the lady made herself a simple lunch, sticking something into the microwave.
When she was done eating, Helen returned to the livingroom and parked her ass to the couch, her jacket already removed, laying on the sofa next to her. Having nothing else to do, she grabbed the TV’s remote which was now back on the table. The thing in hand, she mumbled to herself, “ Let’s see what’s on...something good I hope...”
She aimed the thing at the TV and lowered her thumb to the power button, pressing down on it. Suddenly, to her great surprise, a red beam shot forth, striking the television. Quickly, she set the remote back to the table, her eyes wide open with fear and surprise!
As soon as the beam hit the TV, the television was engulfed in a red glow for a second. Next, to her utter amazement, the same TV started shrinking! It got smaller and smaller until it’s height and width were reduced to less than an inch, the thing completely miniaturized, the glow disappearing after the shrinking stopped.
“ Fucken shit...what the hell...I don’t..., it’s gotta be me...this can’t be real...I’m going nuts...I know it...I think this is it..., I cracked...it’s all over now!”
Intense curiosity in her eyes, Helen slowly raised her ass and ventured toward the TV cart. She lowered her face to the thing’s surface and studied the tiny object. After picking it up and dropping it into her palm, Helen exclaimed, “ It’s real...it shrank...it’s the same TV, reduced to almost nothing...shit...this is amazing!”
She spoke on, “ I’m no fucken scientist or shit..., but I remember taking this class back when I was in college...the science teacher talked about changing the size of molecules with subatomic particles...something about forcing the particles into the molecules, forced absorption..., maybe when I threw that remote...it did something to the electronics...and this is the result...a freak accident...”
Not fully understanding the cause, Helen nevertheless said to herself, “ Hey..., I wonder, let me see something...”
Her nerves under control now, Helen replaced the little TV, went back to the table, and again took up the remote. She aimed it at a nearby lamp and pressed the button. “ Oh man...wow..., yea, shit...look at that...the thing’s shrinking like the TV!” Her curiosity heightened even more, Helen went to the glass cage and took up a mouse. She lowered it to the floor, aimed the device at it, and then pressed the button. “ This is fucken amazing...look...that little mouse is getting smaller yet...smaller and smaller...it’s almost gone!”
When the creature was reduced all the way, it was no larger than a speck of dirt. Satisfied, Helen stepped on the animal and then simply glued her eyes to the device in her hand, her mind thinking and working.
Slowly, a grin crossed her face, a very wicked grin, causing her to say, “ yea..., I know what I’m gonna do...oh yea, why not..., it’ll be perfect...I’ll keep this find a secret..., use it only for my own personal needs...no one’ll ever know...and those that do..., well, they won’t be around for long..., ha, ha!”
At this point, Helen was all excited, totally transfixed, her wicked brain going and going, thoughts moving in and out as she grabbed her purse and left her suit, taking the device with her, not even bothering to put her suit jacket back on.
Down in the lot, Helen lowered her nice ass behind the wheel, started the engine, and drove away, saying to herself, “ Oh yea..., that mohterfucker’s gonna get the surprise of his life, oh yea!”
Twenty minutes later, Helen pulled into the parking garage of the same building she just left earlier that same day. After placing the remote into her purse, the wicked lady raised her butt and stepped out of the car, going over to the elevators. Finally, she was up by Sam’s office suite.
After she knocked twice, Sam answered the door. When he saw her, he said, “ I thought I told you never to come back..., I told you your check’ll come in the mail!”
“ I forgot something.”
With a sigh, Sam replied, “ Yea ok..., go in and get it...just make it fast.”
When she stepped inside and he shut the door, Helen simply came to a halt in the center of the suite, turned around, faced the guy, asked , “ We’re alone here..., right?”
“ Yea..., I obviously didn’t hire a replacement yet and I canceled this afternoon’s appointment with my client for reasons you should know...why do you ask?”
“ Sam..., I want my job back.”
Shaking his head, he answered with, “ No..., I don’t need you here anymore...you’re not what I want...”
Slowly, the dark-haired woman nodded her head and replied, “ I’ll give you one more chance to give me my job back.”
“ Is that some kind of threat?”
She repeated herself, “ I’ll give you one more chance...I want my job back.”
“ And I’ll give you one more chance to leave before I call the cops.”
“ Ok...have it your way...no problem with me...”
Helen reached into her purse and produced the remote.
“ What’s that...why are you pointing a..., a TV remote thing at me?”
A diabolical smile on her lips, Helen pressed the button, causing the red subatomic particle bean to emerge!
“ No...what’s going on here...what’s wrong!”
“ Ha, ha...that’s right, bastard, shrink, shrink before me...shrink!”
“ What are you doing...what..., you look like you’re...!”
“ That’s right...I seem more and more like a giant, don’t I..., ha, ha!”
At last, poor Sam was down to only two inches in height, reduced to helplessness as she replaced the remote back to her purse and strolled directly up to him.
Sam felt terror in his heart as he stared forth at her black high heeled boots. Slowly, Helen shifted her weight, placed her hand on her hips, and said, “ Ok..., now I got you...tell me the password...what is it?”
“ Password?”, yelled the little guy upward, his voice shaking with fear.
“ Don’t fuck with me, asshole..., you know what I’m talking about, the vault...I work here, or I did work here...you got two million on reserve in there...what’s the fucken password...I wanna open it, give it to me!”
“ Please Helen...let’s talk!”
A very mean expression on her face, the beautiful woman raised her right boot and allowed its sole to hover above his head.
“ I’ll step on you...I will! I’ll crush you! Now what’s that fucken number?”
His hands held upward in a pathetic jester of self defense, little tiny Sam cried, “ Ok, ok...just please don’t hurt me..., the number’s x89y8623ab20!”
She closed her eyes for a moment and ordered, “ Say it again...do it slowly!”
After he told her a second time, she repeated it twice to herself as she squatted, grabbed the tiny man, dropped him into her shirt’s breast pocket, and then went over to the huge metal vault. Helen entered the code. Sure enough, it opened. To her delight, the brunette was met by stacks of cash, all wrapped in separate bundles!
“ Oh yea, man is this cool or what!”, exclaimed Helen.
Wasting no time, she ran out of the vault and over to a small utility closet where she grabbed a couple of empty garbage bags and returned to the large metal walk in vault. Back inside, she grabbed all the bills and threw them into the two bags. As she did this, the little guy bounced around in her pocket, constantly knocked back and forth by the motions of her left tit!
From inside the same pocket, Sam yelled, “ Helen...I don’t know how you did this..., but please....you’re not doing the right thing..., please, reconsider!”
“ Fuckyou!”, was all she said as the last bundle was tossed in and the bags tied shut.
When she stepped out of the vault, Helen closed it and carried the bags over to the suite’s entrance, straining herself a little as the weight pulled down on her arms. With her purse hung from her shoulder, Helen momentarily placed the sacks to the floor, opened the door partially, and peaked outside. After the coast was clear, she took up the two things again and ran to the elevator, huffing and puffing, both black plastic bags bumping and rubbing up against her legs.
Down in the garage the place was deserted, the people working in the building still upstairs in the middle of the afternoon. Quickly, Helen placed the money bags into her car’s trunk, lowered her ass behind the wheel, and drove back to her place.
Once in front of the apartment complex, she got out of the car and went up to her dwelling, leaving the money in the trunk, the bags concealed from view.
Inside her apartment, Helen ventured over to the livingroom’s table and reached into her shirt pocket, removing little Sam and placing him to the table’s surface.
Sam cried, “ What are you gonna do with me?”
“ Get rid of you, what else...after that...I’ll just pack up a few things here and take off...change my name...start a new life..., I mean..., I got two million bucks...that’ll last a while!”
“ C’mon, return me to normal, please!”
“ I don’t even know if I can do that...even if I could...I wouldn’t...I don’t need you messing things up for me...”
“ I won’t!”
“ Yea right...”, mocked Helen, “...like I said...you’re done for.”
“ Please Helen!”
The lady raised Sam up by the back of his shirt and said, “ Here...I wanna show you something.”
“ What?”
She strolled over to the terrarium and dangled him above it, asking, “ See those mice?”
“ Yes.”
“ You know what I got ‘em for?”
“ No.”
“ To torture and abuse when I got nothing better to do.”
“ Why?”
“ I don’t know...I get off on it...just like I’m gonna get off on you...get off on your termination.”
“ Helen..., no...what are you doing?”, cried Sam as she ripped away at all his clothes!
“ Stripping you naked...what else!”
After he was butt naked, she placed him back to the table and said, “ You know..., you insulted me today?”
“ What do you mean?”
“ I offered you sex..., remember...I spread my legs for you..., here..., like this...”
As the little man looked on, Helen undressed, taking everything off except her boots and stockings! She next rotated her frame and parked her ass to the cushion, finally spreading her legs, aiming her cunt right in his direction!”
“ There you go, Sam..., see my pussy...that’s what I asked you to fuck..., right?”
Embarrassed, Sam replied, “ C’mon Helen...this is serious...let me live!”
“ Why don’t you try fucking me now...yea...try it...”
“ Helen...that’s crazy!”
“ C’mon...fuck me!”
“Helen...don’t do this!”
“ You can’t fuck me because you’re a jerk and you’re too small to get from that table top over to me...you’re smaller in more ways than one...you and your moralizing shit..., can’t fuck because you’re married..., ha...what a laugh!”
“ Helen...try to make me normal again!”
Standing up, the dark-haired lady reached into her purse and produced her cigarette lighter, using it to light up the candle, the same thing she tortured that one poor mouse with last night.
“ What are you doing, Helen...what are you doing?”, yelled Sam as she pinched one of his arms between her fingertips and moved him above the flame!
“ The same thing I do to those fucken mice..., ha, ha!”
“ No, please!”
She lowered her free hand to her cunt and played away, moaning out loud as she lowered Sam ever closer to the flame, “ Oh...yea..., yesssssssssss..., yessss, oh yea!”
“Ahhhhhh..., Helen...you’re hurting me...that burns...my feet hurt..., no..., please, no..., it hurts, it hurts...please, it hurts...!”
“Oh yesssssssssssss...yessssssssssssss..., yea...your pain is my pleasure..., yes!”
“ No! Please Helen...no, please!”
“ Yes, yessssss, yesssss...oh...that feels so good!”, cried the bitch, her middle finger all the way up her snatch, Sam still above the flame, the lower part of his body starting to blister!
“ Helen..., no, no, please!”
“ Yes, yes, yesssssssss..., yea!”
Right when Sam’s pain reached its high point, Helen had hers, her fingers all went with her own cum!
After the sadistic woman caught her breath, she placed Sam to the table, the little guy falling to his side, not able to stand, the tiny soles of his feet all burned up!
“ That was great...that felt good!”, said Helen.
“ I need medical attention, I need help!”
“ Suffer! I hope it hurts like hell..., and besides...that’s what you’re gonna see in a very short while anyway..., hell..., where else would you be going..., greedy motherfucker!”
“ In spite of his fear and pain, the tiny man got angry and yelled, “ Fuck you, bitch..., you go to hell...you’re just as greedy...stealing money like that!”
“ You little shit...how dare you talk to me like that!”
“ You’re nothing but a slut...a cheap slut!”
A grin on her face, Helen stood up and grabbed the little man, strolling over to the livingroom’s full length mirror. Slowly, the lady moved Sam down behind her curvaceous butt and then pushed him up into her ass crack, trapping him in between her two nice rounded and smooth ass cheeks! She rotated her body and presented her ass to the mirror, looking down over her shoulder as well, seeing the little man’s frame partially sticking from her butt!
“ Ha, there..., that’s perfect...got my fucken boss right where he belongs...up my ass! Helen mocked him further, “ So how you like it down there...how’s it feel to be up your secretary’s ass?”
All she felt were his tiny motions as he struggled, trying to free himself without much of any success!
She just stood there and stared at the reflection for a good five minutes until the sexy naked lady moved away from the mirror and ventured over to the glass terrarium, Sam’s helpless body pushed and squeezed back and forth as she moved!
When she got to the glass cage, Helen reached back and pulled him from her ass, finally dangling him above the terrarium, saying, “ You wanna know something?”
“ What?”, asked Sam after he go his witts back together somewhat.”
“ Those mice haven’t been fed in days.”
“ What are you trying to say?”
“ I’m trying to say this!”
“ No..., no!”, cried Sam as she dropped him into the thing, the little guy coming to rest on top of some saw dust.
From his perspective, the mice looked the size of horses, eager for something to fill their stomachs!
“ Helen please..., no, please! Helen, get me out!”, yelled Sam, his burnt legs making movement impossible, the guy screaming over and over, “ Please..., Helen...get me out!”
A second later, the mice went at it, running up to him and tearing away at his flesh with their teeth, ripping tiny chunks of meat from his frame!
“ Helen...please!”
The sick lady looked on as she moved her hand down to her crotch and again fingered herself, moaning, “ Yesssss...,oh..., yea..., cool...look at that, you’re being torn to pieces...eaten alive...this is better than some of the best stuff I see on TV..., yea.., ohhhhhh...yessssssss..., I love sick and gross stuff...it really turns me on..., yesssss!”
“ No...help me...get ‘em away, please!”
“ Yessss, yea, oh yessssss!”
“ Ahhhhhhh..., no!”
“ Yesssssss...., ohhhhhhhh, yea!”
His body came apart, piece by piece, consumed by the mice, the little animals fighting with one another, each mouse trying to get as much of him as it could. At last, he was completely devoured, bones and all! And ofcourse, Helen again exploded in delight, again smearing her cunt mucus all over her fingers!
Her orgasm subsided, the woman reached into the terrarium and grabbed all the mice, taking them into the bathroom where she dropped them into the toilet, sat down afterward, took a piss, and finally flushed all the animals away!
After she washed her hands, the lady quickly got dressed, disposed of his tiny clothes, the reduced lamp, and the shrunken TV. That done, the selfish woman took up an old suitcase she had in her bedroom closet. Wasting no more time, the foxy brunette packed up some basics and other simple stuff. Finally, with the device in her purse, Helen put on her suit jacket, swung the purse over her shoulder, took up the suitcase, and went down to her car.
The large case tossed to the back seat, Helen lowered her gorgeous butt behind the wheel and drove off, starting a new life on the other side of the country, using the shrink device every now and then for her own personal enjoyment.
The End