Sashacurves - An Un-willing Pet

Sashacurves - An Un-willing Pet

Sashacurves - An Un-willing Pet

The day started off routinely enough. You had been given a task by your boss to deliver a parcel to the estate of Sashacurves, a woman known throughout the city for her vast wealth and even more impressive physique. You had seen a picture of her once and couldn't get the image of her incredible curves out of your head. As you approached the massive oak gates surrounding her home, you couldn't help but feel awestruck by their grandiose.

With a deep breath, you rang the doorbell and waited. Moments later, the door slowly creaked open and you were greeted with a sight that took your breath away. Standing before you was Sashacurves herself, a towering giant of a woman with curves that seemed to stretch on for miles. She was so massive that she didn't even notice your presence, instead lost in the contemplation of admiring herself in a full-length mirror.

You stood there paralyzed by fear, your heart hammering against your chest as you tried to think of what you should do. Her voice boomed through the room, sending vibrations that made your teeth chatter. "What are you doing here?" she demanded, slowly turning around to face you.

Your voice was barely more than a whisper as you tried to explain your purpose for being there. However, it was clear that Sashacurves didn't hear you as she continued to stare down at you with a puzzled expression on her face. You attempted to step forward, only to be frozen in fear at the sight of her massive form.

Finally, after what seemed like an eternity, Sashacurves finally noticed you. She leaned down, her face lowering only inches away from yours. Her features were larger than life, making you feel even tinier in her presence. But despite her intimidating size, there was something undeniably captivating about her that drew you in.

"Come now," she said, reaching out a hand the size of a dinner plate. "Let's have a look at what got your attention." Reluctantly, you took a step forward and placed your hand in hers, feeling the warmth of her skin engulf you. She led you into her home, her gait slow and powerful as she made her way through the sprawling mansion.

As they moved through the house, Sashacurves couldn't help but admire your tiny form. She had never seen someone so small before, and the idea of having you at her disposal was strangely appealing. She asked if you were hungry or thirsty, offering you treats that were enormous in comparison to your size. It wasn't long before you began to feel at home in her presence.

One day, as Sashacurves was going about her daily routine, she realized something was missing. She couldn't quite place what it was, but she knew that something was off. That's when she noticed you were gone. Panicking, she scoured the house, searching for any sign of you. Finally, she found you hiding in a corner, trembling with fear.

Enraged, Sashacurves demanded to know what you thought you were doing. You tried to explain that you wanted to leave, but she wouldn't hear it. Instead, she presented a proposition: keep her happy by being her good little pet, and she'd keep you happy by letting you play with her body. You didn't have much of a choice, so you agreed.

In the beginning, it was exciting. You got to explore Sashacurves' massive body, tracing your fingers along her curves and sinking into her warm flesh. She was gentle with you, teaching you how to please her in ways you never imagined possible. But as time went on, the thrill started to wear off. You missed your old life and desperately wanted to be free.

One day, while Sashacurves was relaxing on the couch, you seized your chance to escape. With your tiny body quaking with anticipation, you approached her pussy and started to lick it, hoping to distract her long enough for you to make a break for it. However, your inexperience soon became apparent as you spilled your tiny load prematurely all over her pussy.

Sashacurves was furious. She had been enjoying your attention up until that point, but now it seemed like you had no respect for her or her body. She decided that she wasn't going to kick you out; setting you free was what you wanted all along. No, she was going to make you suffer for this mistake.

With that, Sashacurves summoned her henchmen and ordered them to find the smallest, most uncomfortable punishments they could think of. The next few days were filled with excruciatingly painful experiences that left you wishing you could just disappear. But with each passing day, Sashacurves' sadistic appreciation for your pain only grew stronger. And before you knew it, you were caught in a web of suffering that you never thought possible.