Queen Annellea - Giantess Received a Tiny in the Mail

Queen Annellea - Giantess Received a Tiny in the Mail

Queen Annellea was not surprised when a tiny man arrived at her doorstep. She had been expecting him for quite some time. The poor man, known only as Peter, had sent himself to her in the mail, hoping that she would take pity on him and keep him as her plaything. Annellea was well-known in the fetish community for her love of dominating tiny men. She had a reputation for being incredibly submissive and treating her slaves with the utmost care and attention. Despite this, Peter knew that he was taking a huge risk by sending himself to her. As she opened the door, she saw the tiny man cowering in fear. He was trembling from head to toe as he looked up at her. Annellea smiled down at him, her warmth reassuring him slightly. "Hello there, Peter," she said softly, crouching down to be at his level. "I've been expecting you. Welcome to my home." Peter could only nod in response, his mind racing with questions about what was going to happen to him. Annellea reached out and gently stroked his cheek, calming him down. "Don't be afraid, Peter," she whispered. "I promise I won't hurt you. Now, why don't you come inside and we can discuss our arrangement?" With that, Annellea scooped Peter up in one hand, marveling at how light he was. She carried him into her living room, setting him down on a large cushion in front of her. "Comfortable?" she asked, watching as he settled in. "Good. Now then, as you know, I am a giantess who enjoys playing with tiny men like you. I'm not looking for a romantic relationship or anything like that. I just want someone to take care of and have fun with." Peter nodded, his heart pounding in his chest. He knew what was expected of him, and he was more than willing to comply. "You'll have to learn to be very submissive to me," Annellea continued. "I expect you to address me as 'Queen' at all times, and to always obey my commands. Do you understand?" Again, Peter nodded. Annellea smiled, pleased with his response. "Good boy," she said, ruffling his hair affectionately. "Now then, let's get started with your training. Later tonight, I want you to come to my chambers and bring me your toy. I'll show you what I mean by that once you arrive." With that, Annellea stood up, towering over Peter once more. She walked towards the door, stopping to turn around and look at him one last time. "Remember, Peter," she said, her voice commanding. "You belong to me now. And I will do whatever I want with you." And with that, the Queen of Giantesses left the room, leaving Peter to ponder his fate as her newest slave.