Madame Marissa - Shrunk slave girl suffers under my ass (small version)

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Madame Marissa - Shrunk slave girl suffers under my ass (small version)

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A Taste of Her Own Medicine

The Agonizing Pleasure of Being Crushed Under Giantess Marissa's Ass

Madame Marissa's shrunk slave girl trembled in terror as her mistress approached. Her once-regal appearance now betrayed her new, miniature form. The slave's pleading eyes darted around the room, taking in every detail of her looming giantess mistress. Marissa towered over her tiny subject, a smirk playing at the corners of her lips.

With a flick of her wrist, Marissa summoned the slave girl to her feet. She could feel the girl's heart racing beneath her palm. "I've shrunk you," Marissa purred, her voice sending shivers down the girl's spine, "and now you're going to suffer under my ass."

Marissa placed the quivering girl on a bar stool and then slowly lowered herself onto it, engulfing the slave in her enormous frame. The girl let out a muffled scream as her body was crushed beneath Marissa's weight. Her face turned red from lack of air, and she struggled desperately to breathe.

"You adore my ass, don't you?" Marissa taunted, grinding against the slave girl's body. The slave whimpered in response, tears streaming down her face. Marissa leaned forward, her breasts pressing against the girl's head, trapping her there.

With a casual disregard for her suffering slave, Marissa went about her business, completely ignoring the girl beneath her. The slave felt like she was going to pass out from the pain and lack of air, but Marissa showed no signs of letting up.

Eventually, Marissa grew tired of the game and decided to ramp up the torment. She lifted the bar stool, along with the writhing girl, and moved them both to a new location. The slave girl's cries echoed through the room as Marissa placed her back on the stool and resumed her position.

The girl felt like she was being crushed under a mountain of flesh. Her body ached, and her lungs burned from the lack of air. But despite her pain, she couldn't help but feel a twisted sense of arousal at the thought of pleasing her mistress.

As the minutes turned into hours, the slave girl's world began to fade in and out of consciousness. All she could focus on was the feeling of Marissa's ass pressing against her face and the sound of her mistress's heartbeat echoing in her ears.

In this world of giantesses and power dynamics, Madame Marissa's shrunk slave girl learned the hard way that sometimes, you get a taste of your own medicine.

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