Three Hours/Three Days
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Lauren didn’t vocalize her answer. She simply pulled her tight fitting t-shirt over her head and revealed her smooth, milky white breasts to Sloane. She offered the slightest of nods and a gentle grin. Sloane extended her hand and ran a single finger along the outside of the pert mound. She circled Lauren’s skin, spiraling closer and closer to the already growing nipple at the center. The stunning redhead’s gooseflesh rose under Sloane’s touch as well. As the tiny hand finally met the nipple, Lauren tilted her head back and let out a satisfied moan. Then, as if to surprise her mistress, Sloane took the other nipple into her mouth as she lightly caressed the previous. She sucked and nibbled at the little pink rise as Lauren’s breathing began to deepen and intensify.
“Fuck,” Lauren moaned. As Sloane continued to suckle, Lauren’s hand moved lower, rubbing over the top of her thin cotton shorts.
“Please wait, Mistress,” Sloane said in a breathy voice before switching breasts. “Please let me take care of that.”
“You really are a good pet, aren’t you Sloane?”
“If you say so, Mistress.”
Sloane kissed her way down Lauren’s stomach and untied the bow that held Lauren’s shorts against her hips. She slid her hand inside and began massaging Lauren’s sex while simultaneously exploring her mistress’s navel with her tongue. Lauren squeezed at one of her own breasts and bit the tip of her finger as she gave in to Sloane’s caress.
“Does this feel good, Mistress?” Sloane asked as she balled up a little fist and slid it in and out of Lauren’s moistening gash.
Lauren lost her balance at the intense suddenness of Sloane’s penetration and gripped the edges of the counter, almost loosing herself in lust. “Holy fuck, Sloane! I’m… really… regretting… not… growing… you back… sooner,” she said, breathlessly against each thrust.
Sloane withdrew her arm and then began descending from the counter. First onto a shaky barstool, and then finally to the floor. She positioned herself between Lauren’s legs and ran her arms up the insides of the larger woman’s thighs from knee to crotch. It didn’t take much of a tug to pull Lauren’s shorts down. They pooled up at the giantess’s feet, revealing Lauren’s dripping pussy and the recently trimmed landing strip above. Sloane lifted her chin and set her tongue free to taste her mistress’s sweet honey… straight from the comb.
Lauren’s knees buckled at the sensation and electricity seemed to course through her body. Sloane had complete control of her in a way she never thought someone so tiny could have. So she decided to remedy that a little…
A brief dizzy spell hit Sloane and she fell away from Lauren’s sex. She found she was drenched in sweat and shrinking again… just a little though, maybe a foot. She looked up to the smiling face of her mistress who was holding the phone. Sloane asked with confusion, “Mistress? Have I displeased you somehow?”
“Oh no pet, you’re doing a marvelous job. I just don’t want to make things too easy for you,” Lauren explained with a slight chuckle. “You may continue.”
“Of course, Mistress. I understand.” And with that, Sloane wrapped her arms and thighs around the pale tree trunk that was one of Lauren’s legs and shimmied her way towards her prize. It was difficult, especially being soaked again in her own juices, but her will was stronger than the lack of friction. She buried her face into Lauren’s lips once again, orally massaging the towering redhead to one of the most intense orgasms of her entire life.
With her job done and her muscles about to give out from clinging to the giant thigh, Sloane let herself slide back down Lauren’s leg and then kneeled down patiently at her feet. Lauren was bent over, resting her head in her arms on the countertop trying to catch her breath. She stood up straight again and regarded her little pet lovingly.
“Holy shit… Sloane… that was incredible! Thank you so much!”
“You… You’re thanking me, Mistress?” Sloane asked, genuinely surprised. “I should be the one thanking you for the opportunity to serve at your most sacred of shrines.” A single tear fell from her cheek out of undiluted joy. “Your body is my temple mistress, and I worship at it with all of myself.”
Lauren couldn’t help but laugh, “you’ve been rehearsing that one, haven’t you? Haha!”
Sloane blushed and smiled back, “maybe once or twice.”
"Well… if I’m your religion, I think it only right to bestow more blessings on my only follower. Lauren sat down on the floor in front of Sloane with her legs spread out on either side of the little woman. “Come close, my faithful servant.”
Sloane stood back up and approached Lauren timidly, and that’s when the giant redhead planted a deep, passionate kiss on Sloane’s little lips. This was more than the the tiny blonde could have ever hoped for, her body nearly going limp… wanting nothing more than to melt into Lauren at that very moment. Her eyes popped open in surprise when she felt something enter her. She looked down to discover Lauren’s middle finger working it’s way in and out of her femininity.
This was unprecedented.
Sloane, up until that very moment, had always been the one responsible for Lauren’s satisfaction, and she had grown to love giving it to her. But her mistress had never once reciprocated until just then, and Sloane found herself overwhelmed again with emotions. She couldn’t control herself and weeped freely.
Lauren’s eyes opened as well when she suddenly tasted something salty on Sloane’s tiny lips… her tears. She paused her penetration for a moment without removing her finger from Sloane’s slit. “Why Sloane, my little pet… are you not happy with what your mistress is giving to you?”
“Oh god, Mistress…,” Sloane sobbed, “of course that’s not it. I just don’t think I’ve ever been as happy as I am right now. Not before… not ever. I don’t know why I’m crying…”
Lauren set her free hand to the side of Sloane’s head and the shrunken beauty nuzzled against it in response. Lauren lifted her from the floor as if she had no weight at all, cupping her ass with her finger still inside, and supporting her delicate little head. She laid Sloane down on the floor and then repositioned herself to go down on her miniature servant. Sloane was so overtaken by her swirling emotions that she should hardly think straight. And the feel of Lauren’s enormous tongue methodically demanding an orgasm from her only made the euphoria more intense.
From Lauren’s perspective, this would be the first time she’d ever pleasured, well… anyone, let alone a woman. But from her confidence and method, you’d never know it. She played with Sloane’s body like a seasoned musician plays their instrument. Every motion, every change in technique generating a new tone from the tiny blonde.
It didn’t take long for Sloane to achieve release, but when she did she nearly fainted in a state of pure ecstasy. She laid spread out on the floor, trembling and trying to come back down to earth. She’d had great sex before, but this transcended just two bodies smashing against one another. Lauren was more than her owner… she was a deity, and she loved and worshiped her goddess more than ever.
Lauren pulled away and wiped her mouth along her forearm. When Sloane didn’t move she took one of the near catatonic woman’s calves in her hand and lightly shook it, “hey… you alright, Sloane?”
Sloane stretched and writhed, an enormous smile on her face. She took Lauren’s hand from her leg and brought it towards her face. “Oh Mistress, thank you… thank you so much,” Sloane moaned and then began sucking on Lauren’s fingertips, tasting Lauren’s salty skin as well as her own lubricant. “What could I have done to deserve such a gift?”
Lauren smiled and then slid down beside Sloane, dangling her fingers above the little woman’s mouth one at a time. She propped her head on her arm and took in Sloane’s beautiful, tiny body. “I suppose I’m just in a really good mood, pet…”
“… I’ve met someone. We’re gonna go out tonight.”
Lauren’s words cut to Sloane’s heart like a razor blade. Her stomach began to twist and she couldn’t find the words to express what she was feeling. The hurt look in her eyes said more than she ever could.
“What’s wrong?” Lauren asked, protruding her lower lip. “My little Sloaney-woney isn’t getting jealous is she?”
It’d been nearly a year… a YEAR… since the last time Sloane lost her temper, but this one hurt. She’d given all of herself to Lauren. She would do anything for her. It was love, yes, but the word didn’t seem to do justice for what Sloane felt for her stepsister. And after what they just shared, to have Lauren announce that there was someone else in such a casual way… it was just too much for her.
“Lauren… WHAT… THE… FUCK?!”
Lauren chuckled a little at the shade of red Sloane’s face was turning. “I take you off the emotional leash for less than an hour and you already forget your place, pet. Be very careful, I can always turn the switch back on.”
Sloane’s tears of joy had turned to those of betrayal. “Lauren? I gave you everything… I…I…I let you mold me into this person you wanted me to be. I even grew to love it. How?! How can you do this to me?!”
“Jesus, Sloane… it’s not like we’re getting married or something. Would ya just chill out?”
“Don’t you dare tell me to ‘chill out’! Do you have any idea how much what you just said hurt me?!” Sloane shouted back.
Lauren tried to run her hand down Sloane’s hair, but she slapped it away.
“Look, it’s just a date… alright? He’s a good guy and I really like him. I met him at work,” Lauren explained. She smiled a little and added, “think of it this way, if things get serious, maybe you’ll have two masters to serve.”
Sloane buried her head in her hands and sobbed, her heart shattering to pieces. “You don’t fucking get it, do you?!” She whimpered. “I don’t want to worship anyone but you, Lauren. I… I love you…”
Lauren was taken aback by Sloane’s declaration. She wasn’t sure why it surprised her so much… of course the little woman loved her. The things she made Sloane do, what sort of person would have done them if not out of true devotion? She watched Sloane cry, trying to think of the right thing to say. Finally she reached out and gently pulled Sloane’s arms away from her face and lifted her chin to look her straight in the eye.
For the first time, Lauren would let all formalities in status lapse, if only for a few minutes. The game was on pause. They were just two people at that moment, and it was time to figure out what they really were to each other.
“You know I love you too, right?”
Hearing the actual words leave Lauren’s mouth stunned Sloane. She gripped Lauren’s hand with both her’s, pleading with her sad little face.
“I can’t tell you enough of how proud I am of you, Sloane. Not just because you’ve proven to be such a good little pet, but because you’ve completely abandoned those parts of yourself that were destructive and selfish. Don’t think I don’t understand how hard it’s been for you… remember, it was I living in your shadow… and for far, far longer.”
Sloane nuzzled against Lauren’s palm and cried against it.
“I’ve missed out on a lot of living because of what you put me through for so many years. I need to experience things. I want to eat weird food… drop acid… feel a man inside of me. And just because I want those things, don’t think for a second that you’re being replaced.”
Sloane’s face disappeared into Lauren’s palm. She lightly kissed the little folds and wrinkles in the flesh, still sobbing her eyes out. She wanted to be a part of Lauren, for the two of them to become ingrained in one another.
“These are different times, Sloane,” Lauren continued, “I’m not going to allow myself to be tied off to just one person or one idea. If I want to be with one person for the rest of my life… or twenty… or none, then that’s what I’m gonna do. But I can promise you this, you’re forever in my heart and my number one… do you understand me?”
Lauren stroked at Sloane’s soft hair and could feel her tiny head nod in her hand. She pulled her hand away and placed both under Sloane’s armpits, standing her up straight. She wiped the tears away from under her eyes and wrapped her tiny body in a deep and loving embrace.
“I’m sorry I upset you, Sloane. It really wasn’t my intent, I was just excited and wanted to share it with you.” Sloane took a little step back and Lauren pushed her lovely blonde hair from out of her eyes. “Tell ya what, I’ll text the guy and tell him we need to reschedule. It’s our day after all, we should spend it together… just lying in bed. Would you like that?”
Sloane sniffed and wiped more tears out of her eyes, then nodded. Lauren smiled in return and then stood up. She took Sloane’s hand and lead her into the bedroom. Letting go once inside, Lauren knelt down on the bed, then eased herself into her massive king size with all the grace of a ballet dancer. The bed was enormous, adorned in the softest white sheets with the highest thread counts available.
Sloane knelt down at the foot of the bed and stared at the floor. It was only natural for her, as she was not allowed on any of the furniture. She felt strange being able to see the top of the bed. It was very modern and low profile, but even then, her usual height of a few inches only made it a great wall that filled the middle of the room. Lauren would often tease her pet by dangling her toes over the edge while lying on her stomach, just out of Sloane’s reach.
But now, her mistress’s feet were at as easy an access as ever. Lauren propped herself up on bended elbow and raised her left foot to Sloane’s face. Sloane gripped the ankle and opened her mouth, running her tongue from the bottom of Lauren’s heel to the tip of her big toe. Her mistress’s feet were still huge, but she felt herself getting wet at her new ability to take an entire toe into her mouth… something she wouldn’t have been able to do since long before she grew to love being Lauren’s servant. She savored each as if it were the last time she’d get to taste them, just as she had every day for many months. Lauren pulled her left foot away and raised the right… and Sloane worshiped it as thoroughly as the first. All the while, Lauren had already began to touch herself in anticipation.
When the erotic charge in the air became to much for the gorgeous redhead, she leaned up and stretched out both arms to Sloane, beckoning her closer. Lauren’s pinky toe slipped from Sloane’s mouth in disbelief. When Lauren suggested they spend the day together in bed, she took it as serving Lauren in bed. Her mistress most certainly didn’t mean for her pet to join her… did she?
“Mistress? You don’t mean…,” Sloane gasped, covering her mouth in exited disbelief.
“Come, pet… come warm your mistress,” Lauren cooed, about to burst from the heat growing between her legs.
Sloane cautiously placed a knee on the soft mattress and looked again for Lauren’s approval. Lauren just rolled her eyes and laughed.
“Will you just get up here and fuck me already!”
Sloane smiled from ear to ear and crawled onto the bed on all fours. She couldn’t believe how nice it felt below her knees, having almost forgotten what it was like to lay in one. As she crawled forward, Lauren slid back further against the headboard and the many pillows propped against it. Sloane chased her mistress slowly, her own sexual hunger matching her keeper’s. She slid between Lauren’s quivering legs and laid down on her stomach. Lauren’s sex lifted, dying to meet the lips from which Sloane’s warm breath was escaping.
Sloane wanted to dive in as badly as her mistress needed her to as well, but held back. She kissed the insides of Lauren’s thighs and inched ever closer to her giant, dripping lips. Lauren clenched the sheets in her fists and writhed in glorious ecstasy. When Sloane’s lips finally met her mistress’s, Lauren’s back arched from the shock, moaning loudly.
Just as with Lauren’s feet, Sloane enjoyed every second pleasuring her better’s soft vertical smile. Being able to taste so much of it at once and simultaneously work Lauren’s clitoris was a treat in itself. She licked slow at first, but gradually faster as the sheets below her face began to soak up Lauren’s secretions and her own saliva. Just to prolong the oncoming eruption longer, Sloane dropped below Lauren’s slit and swirled her tongue around her mistress’s exit hole… and everything in between.
When Lauren’s hips finally began to shake, an experience Sloane had felt before at a much larger scale, she knew Lauren was about to give in. Just as the screaming, sweaty redhead was about to cum, Sloane thrust her fist inside of Lauren’s vagina and pumped it wildly against her g-spot. Lauren gasped as her orgasm took her and the room seemed to turn white, but also swirl and blur with color.
As Lauren experienced the single most intense and astounding orgasm of her young existence, Sloane wouldn’t relent. She kept working at Lauren until her giant queen gave her yet another crippling orgasm. She would show Lauren just how much she worshiped her… just how much she loved her… in the only way she could: complete and utter devotion.
As Lauren came down after her third brain-melting climax of the morning, she lowered her giant hand towards Sloane’s diligent mouth and lifted it from her pussy. “Come here,” she ordered, breathlessly.
Sloane obeyed and crawled atop Lauren’s stomach and situated herself between her breasts. “Did I do well, Mistress Lauren?”
Lauren answered with a deep, passionate kiss. Each woman intwined with the other, lost in the electric charge each gave to the other’s lips. Then Sloane felt her body flip around, looking back down towards her mistress’s landscaped tuft. Lauren had repositioned her stepsister so she could return her affections. Sloane’s shins braced against Lauren’s shoulders as the larger woman spread the smaller’s lips and drove her tongue between them once again. Sloane’s arms scrambled for something to hold onto, completely powerless against the size and power of Lauren’s mouth against her little mound.
“Oh… fuck… Mistress… please… don’t… stop…,” the little woman chanted. Tears poured from her eyes as Sloane’s emotions overpowered her as much as Lauren’s deep penetrating tastebuds. She reached forward across her mistress’s long torso with her hands between Lauren’s legs , still trying to find something to hang on to as her climax drew nearer. Lauren accommodated and clasped her thighs together, pinning Sloane’s hands between, grinding her own sex against Sloane’s tiny fingers.
There’s no possible way the neighbors didn’t hear the incredible, weeping scream Sloane released as she collapsed against Lauren’s stomach. It was as if every bone in her body suddenly turned to mush when she finally came. After it was done, Lauren continued to massage Sloane’s sex with her mouth, enjoying the flavor of her little pet. When Sloane could finally move again, she strained to look over her shoulder at her generous goddess. Once again her face was soaked with sweat and tears.
“That good, huh?” Lauren joked.
Sloane replied by flipping back around and pressing her lips against Lauren’s as hard as she could. They explored each other’s mouths for an eternity within a just a few minutes, then Sloane finally collapsed between Lauren’s breasts. Lauren placed a hand on Sloane’s hip while the smaller woman lightly caressed the larger’s nipple.
“Still think you need anyone else, Lauren?” Sloane asked, ignoring all formalities.
Lauren just laughed and replied, “that’s Mistress Lauren to you.” She ran a finger through Sloane’s hair just above her ear and caressed her cheek with the backs of her fingers. “I’ll hand it to ya though, you make a hell of a case for yourself.”
The two of them giggled and then closed their eyes. Lauren drifted off to sleep first, leaving Sloane to enjoy feeling the rise and fall of her mistress’s breathing below her… and the rhythmic beating of her heart. She’d been allowed to lay on Lauren’s lap while they watched tv before, but this was wonderfully new… and so much better.
Sloane knew the next day she’d be ankle high again, or whatever size Lauren desired her to be. And that was as it should be. Lauren would still probably go out with that man from work, and she’d have to find some way to compartmentalize that. She loved Lauren with so much intensity that it hurt, but for the first time… she knew Lauren loved her back. Whatever happened between her mistress and anyone else would pale in comparison to what they had, and that thought eased her mind.
With her cares and worries beginning to melt away, Sloane began to drift off to sleep herself. Her last thoughts before a satisfied slumber were concerned only with how her mistress…
…her goddess…
…her love…
…would most like to be awakened for another round of playful sexual bliss that day.
The End.
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A great read
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@the-big-g Thank you! I’m glad you enjoyed it. It’s always nice to get feedback.
