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Chapter 2 - The Daughter

She had all three of them trapped in a jar. She decided to conduct experiments just like her mother did. Well... not exactly like her mother, but similar. They had no names anymore, names were the pivilege of humans and the pets of humans, these little things were slaves, nothing more. 

She picked them all out and laid their bodies sprawling on the table. Their sole purpose now in life was to please her. She was their goddess and they were her slaves, they would lay down their lives to please her, if that was her wish. 

"Feed me grapes" They hurried to the shallow plate behind them and each picked up a grape. Katie lowered her head towards the table and opened her jaws, lowering her tongue to allow her tiny slaves to feed her. She felt the cool round fruit touch her tongue and she immediately retracted a grape and swallowed it. The next one, she decided to chew quite blatently in front of them, knashing her teeth and allowing the fleshy grape to squirt out towards them as she chewed it. Then she swallowed it, opening her huge cavernous mouth out towards them, to display how quickly she could make the grapes disappear. Reminding them of their stature and her relative size and power over them.

She continued this charade for a few minutes, occasionally wrapping her lips around the upperside of the bodies of one of her slaves as she pulled another grape into her mouth, gently sucking on it, and feeling, with glee, their weak struggles of panic. But never hurting them. Still, she was growing bored. 

Her index finger jabbed into two of them. 

"You two, come to me." They hurried over and she picked them up in her hand. The other waited expectantly where he stood. 

Katie's other hand drew the bowl of sauce closer behind him. 

She cupped her hands around her two slaves and walked them to the other side of the room. She whispered to them, "We're all going to play a new game. I want you both to dip him in the sauce and feed him to me, okay?" The two tiny men exchanged terrified glances, then reluctantly nodded to her. They had already witnessed what happened to those who disagreed with Katies' suggestions. "He doesn't know about it, catch him by suprise." She tickled them with her fingers, "Come on, it'll be fun," she giggled menacingly. 

She carried the two men back to the table and placed them down. They slowly walked back to their friend and behind him, then they both grabbed him by his arms. His tiny eyes widened in surprise and he wriggled and kicked out in surprise. 

Katie threw her head back and laughed at the struggle. She watched the two slaves fight the third into submission, kicking his legs, pinning his arms behind his back, anything to get him to submit to their will, and it was all for her. 

That thought turned her on even more than she was.  She watched as they slowly dragged the struggling form backwards towards the sauce. They were kicking his struggling legs away from beneath him, punching him, to wind him, every technique to weaken his resolve. She licked her lips in eager anticipation, how terribly delicious this whole moment was. 

Her right hand slowly slipped down to her underwear and begun to carress her womanhood. She started in small circles then sped up as her slaves almost reached the sauce. They were not quite strong enough to overwhelm the other slave. She reached out with her left hand and gave the small group a little nudge. This only assisted temporarily and actually served more to distract the two slaves, rather than force them closer to the sauce. The single slave took the opporunity and struggled free from their grasp. Only to be met by the full force of her fingernail as she gave the struggling slave a flick to the head. It was a light flick for her, but enough to break his nose. His head bobbed dizzily and he staggered, the two slaves grabbed him again and he resumed his desperate struggle. 

Katie gave him another flick. This one almost knocked him out, and her two slaves made more progress. The middle slave was weakly struggling now, as they turned him round and dipped him headfirst into the mayonnaise. One of them held his legs, the other clambered into the pot and jumped into the mayonnaise up to his waist to drag the slave into the pot. This turned Katie on even more. Her slaves were so keen to please her, that they would go to such lengths as to cover themselves in the very substance that would enhance their own flavour. 

Her hand dived under her underpants so she could rub herself harder.

Once they had covered the pitiful slave entirely in mayonnaise the two slaves, themselves covered in mayonnaise, walked the weakly struggling man towards the edge of the table and towards Katie.

She sat, her hand rubbing her clitoris, looking down at the three tiny men, all panting and covered in sauce.

"Good boys!" she cooed. She leant forwards, lowering her huge head towards the men. The man in the middle suddenly started to struggle violently again. The two men started hitting him again. 

"No, leave him this time," Katie demanded. With her free hand she pinned the tiny mans arms to his chest with two fingers and allowed the two men to carry him on their shoulders towards her mouth. 

She offered her open mouth to them, and her tongue came out to taste the feet of her slave. He looked down at the open mouth through the mayonnaise and screamed, shaking his head and rocking from side to side, but she held him in place and assisted the slaves in feeding him towards her mouth. She tasted the smooth mayonnaise on the tips of his wiggling feet and her mouth watered in anticipation. 

She ran her tongue down his legs and finally allowed her lips to close around his legs below his knees. The tiny legs were still kicking as she clamped down on them and started to suck. The tiny body easily slid into her mouth and she finally felt the tiny fists beating against her lips. 

In her impatience Katie tossed her head back and gulped on the solid writhing lump. Without a moment's hesitation the tiny slave slid down her throat, she could feel him kicking and screaming all the way down. She was slightly frustrated with herself. She had been planning all day to savour that moment and to tease him a little more, but she had lost her self control. 

The two remaining slaves looked up in eager anticipation, unable to mask their horror hoping that their ordeal would be over. 

Katie sighed in pleasure and rubbed her bare stomach. 

Katie gave them a sweet smile and lowered her face to eye level with the two tiny men. She eyed each one of them up slowly. 

She delved her left hand under her underpants again and inserted two fingers deep inside herself, quickly withdrawing them and raising the hand to the table.  She looked at her fingers, they were glistening with her fresh juices. 

The two men seemed to cower as they saw the huge fingers appear, they could smell the pheromones and the young woman's sex. 

She slowly moved the fingers to the first man, and gently ran her fingertips from below his chin down to his penis, covering him in her sticky fluids. She could see that while both of them were terrified, they were also aroused by the giant half naked woman sitting in front of them. 

She rubbed her fingers lightly over the erect penis and gripped it between her thumb and forefinger, starting to gently masturbate the man. She could see him wincing in pain, and she had no pleasure from this herself. Their purpose was to please her, not the other way round. She immediately stopped.  

She stood up and allowed her underwear to drop to her ankles. Now entirely nude she approached the corner of the table where the men stood and lowered her wet vagina to the surface. 

Her pussy came down mere inches in front of the men and Katie gazed down beyond her breasts and perky nipples to see their awestruck faces as they looked up at the huge wall of flesh. She expected that her smell, for them so close, was extremely strong, almost intoxicating.  

She inched herself forwards slightly. Both men took an instinctive step back, however they suddenly found a wall behind them. Katie had placed her right hand down behind them and they simply backed into her fingers. They both turned in shock and then looked back up towards her face in realisation. 

She looked down upon them, suddenly feeling more than ever like a goddess. This thought turned her on even more. These two tiny slaves were completely under her control.  

She suddenly snatched at the man on the right and pulled him up close towards her bosom.  The other hand slammed down hard onto the other man. Not hard enough to seriously hurt him, but hard enough to swiftly pin him to the table and knock the wind out of him. 

She began to rub the first man into her left bosom, rubbing his tiny pitiful form up and down against her nipple. She could feel his arms attempt to push his tiny body away from her, but she merely overwhelmed him with the strength of her hand. He was forced to endure being rubbed facefirst into her nipple.  

The other man, pinned under her hand was struggling to get free. She could feel him attempt to arch his back to get his feet below himself to push her hand up. Her fingers curled around him and scuppered his efforts instantly. Instead he felt himself being dragged along the table by a huge powerful hand towards the ravenous cave, her fingernails scratching the surface of the table as they slowly dragged him. She felt him squirm and struggle, his tiny feet peddling away at the table in an effort to gain purchase to push himself away and she gasped in excitement. 

As soon as his tiny body touched her womanhood she almost squealed in delight. She could feel his tiny body squirm against the lips of her pussy. Her hand down below started to rub at the man.  She could feel that she was incredibly wet down there, he must have been drenched in her fluids. She started to rub him into her labia and she felt him gripping at her skin and short pubic hair, that merely served to turn her on even more. 

She could feel more and more of her juices as she rubbed him up and down against her clitoris. She felt an orgasm start to come on, the hairs on her neck started to stand up and she could feel a thrill running up and down her spine. 

Still rubbing the other tiny slave against her nipple, she applied more pressure with her fingers to the slave between her legs. Her index and middle finger pushing against his tiny back pushing the tiny slave against her pussy and forcing him towards the gaping hole of her incredibly aroused vagina. 

She pushed him further down until she could feel his tiny feet knocking against the opening of her vagina. She held his waist with her fingers and with her forefinger she tried to feed his tiny feet into her waiting vagina. The feet kicked and resisted as much as they could, sliding across the surface of her pussy. She managed to get one leg inside, she felt it kicking inside her but the other was more difficult with one hand. She clamped her pussy muscles around the single leg in a sign for him to give up the struggle, but he did not learn his lesson. 

Eventually she pulled the tiny slave out and lifted him to her face. The tiny body dangled in front of her, the tiny form was covered in her juices. The body was red and bruised all over from her rough handling and the expression was one of anger and pain. She merely smiled. 

"You're going inside me whether you like it or not," she purred at him. His eyes widened in horror. She couldn't tell how loud her voice was to the tiny people, but she expected that it was more what she said that so terrified them. 

The tiny form shouted at her shaking his little head and waving his arms and kicking his legs. She didn't listen to what he had to say, she never did. Mostly, because she didn't care. It had little bearing on the events that were to unfold. 

"I wouldn't shake about too much, or I might drop you by accident," she smirked at him. "It's quite a fall for you." The tiny man stopped kicking and stared at her. 

"Now," she started. "As I said, you're going inside me whether you like it or not." She drew him closer to her huge face until she could smell her sexual juices that covered him. Her huge and full lips looming in front of him. "All you have to decide is whether you go inside my mouth or down below..." She shrugged. "Either way, I don't care. But you may survive the latter." Her tongue appeared through her parted lips and slowly moved towards his face. The tip of her tongue licked at his face, tasting her own sex on her little slave. 

She pulled him back to examine him. His helplessness turned her on beyond belief. He was clearly examining his options. To help him speed up his decision she slowly and quite obviously licked her lips with her tongue, then knashed her teeth together in a grinding sound. 

His shoulders were hanging in resignation as he pointed down below. 

"Good choice," she grinned and without further ado she lowered him back down to her vagina. She pulled the other slave from her breast and spoke to him. 

"Help your friend will you?" She also lowered him down and dropped him a few inches to the table. She looked down her chest and watched the tiny slave scurry to help her fingers feed the other slaves' tiny legs into her vagina.

She cupped her hand over the first slave to hold him against her and picked the other one up. She lifted her pussy away from the table and walked the few feet to her bed. 

She laid down and continued to push the tiny slave inside her vagina. He was putting up hardly any resistance this time.

She dropped her other slave on her pubic hair above and nudged him towards her clitoris. He took her hint and began to caress her with his tiny hands. 

Her head fell back into the pillow as the first wave of pleasure swept over her. With more urgency she pushed the tiny slave further inside her, poking at him to force him to struggle. Now that he was up to his waist, there was no escape, he could struggle as much as he liked. In fact, the more the better. 

She could feel his tiny hands pushing against her labia in an attempt to stop her from pushing him inside any further. This merely strengthened her resolve. She adjusted her fingers, her polished nails would be his last sight as she pushed his shoulders until he was almost completely enveloped. 

She had to see this for herself, she always enjoyed watching their expression as they realised their impending doom. She braced herself up on her elbows and looked down to her pussy. She could just see his head poking out from her vagina. Her lips were completely surrounding him and she could feel him inside, his legs kicking, attempting to push himself out. Her muscles were far stronger and she squeezed him with them twice, to show him her strength. 

She could see him wince at the sudden pain. He was looking up at her, pleading. She gave a malicious grin and merely shrugged. With that she nonchalantly placed a fingertip on his head and gently pushed. 

She could hear his screams until they were muffled and then no more. She could still feel the vibrations inside her, but her waves of pleasure were coming quicker and faster now.

She looked at her last slave. He was working faster and harder than ever, in attempt to ensure that she orgasmed to escape further wrath. 

She gave him a little flick to his back, sending him tumbling over the edge and falling between her legs.

Before he could get himself up, she grabbed him with both hands, one holding his waist, the other feeding his feet inside her.  He wriggled and kicked out to no avail. She pushed him so hard that she could feel him push her other slave deeper inside her. 

Suddenly she felt something touch her G-spot, then keep touching it. Waves of pleasure soared through her body and she could feel an almighty orgasm coming on. Desperate to ride the waves of pleasure running through her, she pushed at the tiny body so hard that she felt something in his body snap, probably his spine. She kept pushing until her fingers were deep inside. Something alive was still wriggling inside her and as she climaxed she could feel tiny hands gripping and clawing at her from inside. 

Her muscles pulsed, crushing the tiny forms inside her. She could feel the muscles clamp around her fingers and she rubbed her clitoris with her other hand until she came. Her back arched and then collapsed, her head falling back into the pillow with a gasp. 

*

Twenty minutes later and after a small nap she examined the tiny bodies. She poked at them. One was quite obviously dead, his tiny body completely distorted. The other was in extreme pain and dying. She would have felt guilt for them, had she even known them as humans, before they were given to her. But instead, she merely felt that her brief time with them had come to its end. The dying slave would entertain the house cat. That would be his end. 

The door below slammed and Katie allowed a small smile. She poked at the writhing body of her last living slave, his tiny half open eyes, looking up at her pleadingly. 

"Here come the new arrivals!"

She gripped one of his tiny ankles between her fingers and picked him up. She could hear the screams of tormented pain, but she felt no remorse for the tiny rodent like creature that hung before her. She flicked the limp, dangling body and it spun in her fingers. His use was definitely over for her. 

She turned him so that she could see his eyes and brought her face close to him.

"I hope you like cats..."