Tina's 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 gold liquid and 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 pityful
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 beleive 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 foot 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 dont 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 las 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 plulled up her tights. He felt
her fingers push him deeper into her filthy arse 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 whiped 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 juice 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 boyfreind 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 drown. Her boyfreind 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 fix get you a
drink"......
