Scent of a Giantess
Maria entered the chamber that contained her captured tiny human. He knelt in a subservient position on his aching knees with his hands bound behind him at the wrists. His head drooped forward and his face was a picture of agony.
She walked over to him and stood over his crumpled body with indifference. Naked herself, she thought the best way to train the humans was the connection of touch. Clothing hampered her ability to break their spirits, as she knew the men of their race were obsessed with a woman’s nudity. Become nude yourself, and you command their attention, was her motto.
“Look up at me,” she said in a firm tone. He did, even though his muscles burned with aches. “That’s a good little man. Like what you see?” He made no move either way. “Am I not a picture of desire for you? I am your alpha and your omega. Whatever I want, you will do. Whatever I desire, you will make happen for me. Do you agree?” Finally the little bound human man nodded.
“Very good,” she purred, stroking his back with her bare foot. He could smell the sweaty odor from her sole and feel the callous she formed on the ball of her foot.
Maria then lay down on the white floor and raised her right knee high off the ground. Her foot rested on her toes and the result became a view the captive human slave would come to know intimately for the rest of his life. Maria parted her legs and showed him her heavenly vagina, a perfect flower growing out of a wiry pubic patch of hair.
“Do you like what you see?” she asked. The slave man nodded again, this time not able to hide his growing erection. “Yes, of course you do. All men like a woman’s vagina. What do you smell?” she asked.
The bound slave before her spoke in his little voice, “I smell your pussy growing with fluid. I smell your sex,” he said. Maria smiled and smoothed her hand over her thigh in appreciation.
“Yes, yes you do. Know my scent, for it is what will bond us together. Many of my sisters have a similar smell, but you must be able to know mine fluently. I should be able to call to you by stroking myself off. The resulting aroma will be your calling. I want your puny cock hard every time you smell it. Come closer to me.” She emphasized her serious command by using the heel of her right foot to push him toward her.
Trapping him forward, she applied pressure to his ass and lower back with her heel and watched him touch his face to her lips. Wanting to nibble and suck at her lips, she warned him not to.
“You do not deserve to taste me yet. Your job is to appreciate the goddess before you and please her by rubbing yourself on my clit. Do so, now.” On that command, he found himself tossing the top of his head back and forth over her full lips and budding clitoris. He winced in great pain, since he longed to rest and eat something, but knew such requests would either go unheeded or with great punishment. He kept his mouth shut and continued to massage her labia with his head.
Maria helped him along by sliding two fingers over her sensitive clit until she came. The giantess spewed forth a puddle of creamy juice which pooled around the poor little man’s knees and toes. She sat up and allowed him over a minute to slurp up as much cream into his mouth as he could. Like a beaten dog, the little human man lapped at the white floor with his tongue, drinking down her ejaculate.
She stood up again, brushed herself off, and looked down at her pet human. “That’s all we’ll have for today. Kneel before me and thank me for my benevolence. Tomorrow I’ll teach you how to properly bathe my body. I hope you know how to swim.” When she felt he’d had enough, Maria turned and pounded across the smooth floor with her massive feet until she reached the doorway.
Maria turned off the lights and bathed him in darkness as the door closed. How much more “training” he would have to endure was completely up to her. He was her new pet, and he must be trained. He lay on his side and passed out in exhaustion. Such was the life of a tiny man before his giantess. At least he now knew the scent of a giantess.
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