Jane's Toy...

TWENTY-ONE

I pushed up on the wadded socks, balled up and blocking the opening atop the boot that was my prison. I was sweating within the stifling confines of the Ugg boot, breathing hard as the air was hot and thin and laced with the scents of the giantess who had become my captress and owner. It was almost pitch black, the faintest light seeping through the woolen socks that blocked the opening and held me within, illuminating little.

I shoved again, then fell back with a moan. I was too short, too weak to budge the socks. Defeated I sat back down on the insole of her boot, feeling the dampness of her perspiration under my ass. I was trapped, for how long I had no idea- maybe the whole night.

The Giantess Jane was angry with me for trying to escape. She had beat my ass raw with a rubber band, and become even angrier when I refused to acknowledge her as my owner- my Goddess. It seems stupid now. I could have just said it and saved myself a lot of grief, but I couldn't...

She thinks I'm a toy, a pet, but I'm a man, dammit. No matter how small she makes me I'm still a human being! I will not be owned and kept.

So I said, trapped and sitting in the heel of her boot...

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I woke as the boot shifted. I must have fallen asleep- for how long I don't know- but now I felt the huge Ugg boot tilt and rise into the air, being carried. It swayed and my stomach lurched again, still not used to the suddenly fantastic speeds of the giant world. I tumbled down into the toe of the boot, where it was stuffier and darker, my body tangled in the all but forgotten leather cord that had been tied about my neck as a leash.

We traveled for what seemed an eternity as my head spun and I tried to untangle myself, when suddenly the boot landed with a thump. Finally able to right myself, I unwound the leather cord and crawled back towards the boot's heel even as I saw the first shimmering light creeping down from above. I squinted up into the glare, expecting to see the angelic face of the Giantess leering down at me. I was wrong...

My eyes grew wide and I backed up against the soft leather as I stared up into the face of her butler. His eyes were wide as well, but I saw the spark of desire burning in the dark irises as he licked his thick lips. I yelped, cowering as his hand then shot down into the boot's opening, his fingers spread wide, swooping in and enveloping me.

I felt the heat of his hand immediately as his fingers tightened about my tiny body. I struggled as he lifted me up, my legs dangling and kicking beneath his coiled fist pathetically. He swept me up into the air, the world spinning past, finally settling me before his face where he stared at me, cocking his head to the side and grinning.

I pushed against his callused, meaty fingers but knew that escape was impossible. I could not break free of the Giantess Jane's grip, and this man had to be stronger than she was. Still, I had to try, at least until my strength was spent, and not even then. He squeezed and the pain became intense.

"Nnnnhhh..." I moaned, finally going limp in his fist.

I saw that we were in a small room that I assumed to be his. There was a bed and bureau, a small desk and a couple chairs but little else. There were two closed doors, one leading to a closet I guessed, the other back into the house. There were two windows that showed the world beyond, out of my reach; the dead of a chilly winter's night.

"You're soft," he whispered, his voice husky and his breath hot, reeking of wine. He eased his grip a little, his thumb rising to rub across my chest. His skin was rough and scratched as he felt me, pressing on the hard nubs of my nipples. I writhed at his sensual touch despite myself, and felt my cock growing hard against his fingers. He felt it too and grinned.

"You like that, eh?" he hissed, his huge thumb roughly massaging my nipples. "You like Anthony's touch, little man?"

"No!" I shouted, struggling again. I did not like this at all despite my body's reaction. "Let me go!" He just laughed.

"I don't think so."

Anthony sat on the edge of his bed then scrambled backwards to lay down. He held me above him, shifting his grip until he was pressing me between his thumb and forefinger. I dangled above his grinning face as he stared up at me in wonder and what I assumed to be lust. I could see his left arm moving, his hand doing something but I did not know what until I heard his zipper slide down.

"No!" I shrieked, kicking and screaming but he held me easily as he guided me down towards his groin. I could see his left-hand working open the fly in his pants, then digging within to pull open his briefs. I gagged back bile as I saw his huge, erect cock spring out, bobbing like a giant snake, it's one blind eye dripping in anticipation.

The butler set me on the furry mass of his groin, coarse black hairs scratching my knees in a tangled mess as he held me in place. The fingers of his left hand gathered up the long leather lead of my collar, and as he shoved me up against his stiff pole I felt him looping the leash about me, securing me face first to his hot, throbbing cock.

"Nooo... " I moaned, but he ignored me as he pulled the leather taut. He had pinned my arms at my sides and looped the cord all the way down my body, pressing me flush with his hot pulsing flesh before finally knotting off the end to secure me in place. There was more than enough cord to encircle my whole body, head to toe and then some.

I struggled and squirmed in my new, cruel bondage, but my efforts gained me nothing and simply made his penis grow all the harder. His precum dribbled down the side of his shaft and into my face, lubricating my chest and finally oozing to mix with my own leaking jism.

"Yes..." he moaned, his finger scratching at my back, trailing down to poke at my still sore ass. I whimpered as he pried my cheeks apart, his finger sliding in again and again, a little deeper with every thrust. I lurched forward with each new assault, and that just excited him all the more as it seemed that I was humping his shaft that towered over my tiny, bound body.

"Lick it," he moaned, flicking my ass with his finger. "Hump it. Let me feel it." He flicked again and again, his fingernail slapping the flesh tenderized by the rubber band not so long before. I yelped, tears brimming but tried to hold out. This was too much.

Finally I felt his finger and thumb grasping the sides of my head and shoving me face first into his dripping cock. "Kiss it!" he commanded, shoving my face into the warm flesh. "Show it reverence." I didn't at first, clamping my lips shut. Then I felt him starting to squeeze. I felt the pressure, the roar of blood rushing through my ears. My sight was starting to fade as I finally faced front and puckered...

I kissed the Giant's penis, over and over. I was crying with pain and humiliation both, my body wriggling as he held my head. When he ordered me to lick it again, I did without hesitation. I licked for all that I was worth as he pinched my neck, guiding my head with ease to place my tongue where he wanted. It was disgusting, and I could feel his cock pulsing because of my ministrations.

Worse, I could feel my own prick throbbing, getting harder and hotter as I rubbed against the giant's shaft. He started moving me up and down, rubbing me against his flesh and soon I was moving of my own accord, almost hypnotized with his lust. He still guided me, but my legs dipped and straightened to the rhythm he had set. I kept licking, my body bound to his shaft and unable to get away, his hand on my head and shoulders, fingers pressing me.

My breathing was hot, hard, coming faster and in pants...

I could hear his moans, like thunder rumbling in the distance...

The cords about my body grew tighter as his shaft grew thicker and thicker, pulsing, throbbing...

I was gasping now, his finger pressed into the back of my skull, shoving my face into his penis. My hair was thick and dripping with his precum, coating my shoulders and dribbling down my back...

He moaned as his cock bucked, the force of his ejaculation lifting me off of my feet and waving me about as he spurted high and hard like an erupting volcano. His cum spewed, raining down hot and thick as it spattered his legs and belly, and me. He came fast.

But I came faster I realized as my own tiny penis was pumping against his huge shaft- again. My load was nothing compared to his, but for a second it was just as forceful. Then I was dribbling, my cock jerking in its death throes as I sagged in my bonds against the butler's shriveling cock.

I was crying, not even struggling anymore I was so ashamed.

What had I become?