“Oh shit” she said as she reached beside her desk for a discarded towel from her shower this morning. While taking a drink she got distracted by an email from work and spilled the drink in her hand down her front. Being home she was, of course, mostly nude, she had left naught but her work shirt on since the winter was taking it's time fading to spring and the blanket was currently tumbling around across the hall in the washer. 
	Before she had grabbed the towel she had an idea, which caused her to smirk. She then set her iced juice down on the table in front of her, careful to not drip onto her art tablet. Looking down her front she saw the red stain wetting itself into her shirt, exposing her light pink breasts and hard nipples. She slipped the sopping wet fabric off of her frame and shook her head at the puddle threatening to spill over her toned figure and onto the chair she just bought with her bonus.
	Finally taking the towel from the hamper behind her, she sopped up most of the juice, leaving a good size puddle on her stomach and cleavage. She draped the damp towel back on the hamper and stared down herself at the small, silver chain ending in a keyring that snaked it's way up and inside her. She cooed while grabbing the keyring and started to pull, “Tiny? I got a treat for you. Are you awake in there?” In response, she felt a stirring sensation on the other end of the indestructible, fine-chain link leash and deep inside her as if something were waking up and stretching. Pulling slowly so as to savour the increased heart rate and rush from every nerve in her skin being fired at once, she tugged gently on the keyring, up and towards her. The chain glistened as it emerged from her sex and she could feel the payload on the opposite end getting closer to the cool air that permeated the room and kept her nipples hard.
	She could feel her slit widen to accommodate the shape being prized from within and shivered when it slipped out, bringing with it a dribble of cum that oozed down her thigh. She held her captive up a foot away from her face and appraised his inch tall body that was shiny and wet with her juices. He squinted his eyes while licking his arm clean and avoided looking her in the eye while he did so. 
	She giggled and asked, “Don't want it hardening you in place again, eh?” His face reddened but he kept on ridding himself of the slime he was coated in. 
	She continued, “Well we'll get clean in a bit, that's why I brought you out here in fact. I spilled juice on myself, can't you see?” She watched and laughed as he struggled to look down with his collar digging into his chin. 
	“Here, let me get a better view for you” she said as she placed him on her mound with him facing her. His tiny feet shifted as he adjusted to standing after hours lying down inside her, sending goosebumps coursing through her and she thought she could even see him rise as she became increasingly aroused. Looking down between her breasts she could see him flagrantly staring at her chest and hard nipples. 
	Then she chimed, “When you're done admiring me, look down at my tummy and see the juice I left for you. But be quick about it and clean it off before I get sticky.”
	He stammered back while looking down at his feet, “Y-yes Owner.”
	He walked gently across her hips and she tipped her head back and closed her eyes. Her mind slowed and wandered to the feet padding up her skin, sending ripples through her skin and teasing her, making her lust for more. She got it when her tiny bent forward on all fours and started licking at the edges of the still cool drink. It continued like this for a minute or so before she gingerly reached down and around the kneeling tiny and ran her finger up and down his back to encourage him. She could feel the muscles in his back tense at her touch then relax as she continued to lightly stroke him which had the dual effect of cleaning his back of some of her cum and egging him on. When his pace picked up at her encouragement she pulled her hand away. Lazily downward her hand drifted to her awaiting pussy which was absolutely soaked and reeking of her aroused condition. She bit her lip and moaned when her fingers found their mark on her swollen clit and went to work on getting her off; she was at this point, wholly absorbed in her own lust.
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	It had been a week since he last had a drink of anything other than her vaginal fluids and he relished in the treat, despite the frankly embarrassing circumstances he had been forced into to acquire it. Forced into her cervix and paralysed there as punishment for playing around with her on the train. Today he was left inside while she slept, then spent the entire work day being crushed by every little leg movement; every time she crossed her legs (which was often, he believed, on purpose) it became a struggle to breathe and he usually blacked out. 
	So when he finally did feel his arms and legs for the first time in over 24 hours, he panicked. He had no idea what would happen next and he couldn't comprehend what his owner was saying as it sounded garbled and distant. Nevertheless, he stretched his limbs out and prepared himself mentally for what would happen next. 
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