My Little Pet 6 (Chapter 4)

Tessa stared blankly at the photo of her idiotic captor, reminded of how Sarah was freely allowed to continue living a fun carefree life, while keeping a tiny human woman imprisoned at home or, more often, under her feet. She quivered.

“Also, this one I took two weeks ago got the most likes I’ve had all year! It was suuuuper popular, even people at school were saying things about it to me, and also all the nice comments from all the people who wish they were me or want to hang out with me! I do look super-good in a swimsuit, though, so that’s not a surprise,” Sarah mused, once again lost in her narcissistic world. The girl giggled, then continued swiping pictures. “What do you think of that, little baby Bella? Isn’t your Mommy the best? Isn’t your Mommy the most beautiful girl you ever saw anywhere? Don’t you feel so important and lucky that your Mommy chose you to keep for her very own, so you could get to be around her beautiful self all day and night long?”

Nearing her breaking point, Tessa tried her best to hear the word “Mommy” and not recall that this was no maternal figure, but in fact an air-headed giant psycho with a mother complex and a foot fetish. Tears welled in her eyes.

“NO!” Tessa cried. Her voice cracked, but she kept on. “No, I DON’T feel those things! I’ve t-tried so hard to get used to this, once I knew that… you weren’t g-going to let me go. Really, I tried my b-best… just so I wouldn’t go insane. I t-told myself you were my mother, but you’re… NOT! You’re NOTHING like a mother! Real mothers don’t keep their children trapped inside their shoes, feeding them with spit and taking their clothes and hurting them until they say they love them! I’m thirty-four years old, and you’re just some stupid college bimbo! But I… can’t… DO THIS anymore! God, I can’t go on living like this, having to go inside your shoes every time you feel like it, and the smell, oh fuck the smell! It’s the worst thing I’ve ever experienced in my entire life. It doesn’t just smell like sweat and gunk under your feet, it’s like death! That’s what’s going to happen to me if I have to keep going inside your shoes, I’m just going to DIE! But I… I miss my husband and my little three-year-old boy so much, that I keep going, and doing what you want and SCREAMING at your fucking evil face, even though I know you can’t understand me! But you know what, it’s gotten so bad now, I’m starting to think I’ll do anything to get away from you, no matter what happens to me. So THERE!”

Tessa bowed her head, huffing and puffing after the longest string of words she’d spoken during her whole internment with Sarah. Tears poured down her cheeks. She cringed, knowing what was coming soon.

“Awwww… that’s the MOST words you’ve ever said to me, Bella! That was soooooo sweet and nice!” Sarah boomed in her sugary voice, getting squeakier every word. “I knew if I showed you Mommy’s beautiful pictures, you’d want to join in and tell me how pretty and perfect and amazing I am, too, just like all the people on Instagram and at my school! Oh, wow, you’re such a good little baby girl, aren’t you, Bella? Who’s Mommy’s precious cute lil’ thing, huh? Who is it? Is it you? Yes it is! YES IT IS! Booga-booga-boo!”

As she baby-talked her pet, Sarah rubbed a ticklish fingertip over Tessa’s stomach, wagging her legs and even flipping her tangled black hair about. Fully distraught, the little woman started bawling, surrendering to the giantess’s thick fingertips. This only seemed to encourage Sarah further, though. Her voice was now a whiny falsetto.

“You looooove when Mommy plays with her baby doll-girl like this, don’t you, Bella? You want Mommy to hold and touch and kiss and rub you all day long, don’t you? If you keep letting me play with you like this, little one, and say nice things to your giant beautiful Mommy like you just did, then some day you might be almost as pretty as me! Not for a while, though, since you’re still just my lil’ baby, but one day, after you’ve belonged to Mommy for long enough, it just might happen. Isn’t that exciting, Bella? Doesn’t that make you feel good inside, to hear me say that you might be almost as hot as Mommy someday? Why don’t you say thank you to me, like a good little baby girl should? Show your big tall strong sexy Mommy how much she means to you!”

Sarah shut her eyes and puckered her lips up close to Tessa’s exhausted body again. By then, the bosomy nineteen-year-old had rolled onto her stomach again, which laid her hands flat on the mattress. Suddenly, Tessa had access to the ground, and her captor’s eyes were closed. More fired up than ever, the shrunken woman made good on her promise, and leapt from Sarah’s hand. Without hesitating, Tessa ran for the edge, then hurled herself off.

The drop was farther than the little lady remembered, however, and she screamed as the carpet neared. Just before she could splat, though, and possibly break her limbs in the process, Sarah’s hand swooped down. The peachy shape of it curled swiftly under Tessa’s flailing body, catching her in the cup of her palm. Dire fingers quickly slapped closed around the woman, sealing her into her towering captor’s fist again.

“NO, BELLA! BAD GIRL! BAD LITTLE BABY GIRL!” Sarah shouted as her hand reopened. For once, the saccharine tone in her voice vanished, replaced only with a thunderous bratty scowl. The wind of her yelling and several bullets of saliva blared from her wide-open mouth, straight at the despondent Tessa. “After all I’ve done for you, and all the compliments and kisses and cuddles I gave you, and after all the nice things you said about your Mommy, about how I’m the prettiest sexiest girl you ever saw on Instagram, this is how you repay me, little one? I can’t believe you’d do something so stupid and ugly to try and make a jump like that for fun, without thinking about how much you’d get hurt, and how sad your beautiful Mommy would be if something happened to you! Don’t you EVER jump out of my hand again when I’m holding you, baby Bella! Don’t you even THINK about it, or I’ll… I’ll…”

The dumb co-ed rapidly batted her eyelashes, obviously struggling to find the words in this foreign rage. She sputtered, nibbled the corner of her lip, then at last reared her opposite hand over her flattened palm. A powerful thumb flicked Tessa onto her side, exposing her rear end to Sarah’s fingerpad, which quickly pressed itself against the shrunken victim’s miniature cheeks.

“…or I’ll spank you, Bella. I’ll spank you really good, too, and not like the times I spanked you before, either. It’ll be really hard, and probably hurt a lot, which hurts me too since I don’t want to have to punish you so hard, Bella, but that’s what I have to do to make sure you don’t go jumping off of beds like a little dumb baby! I know that’s what you are, but you have to start listening to your gorgeous Mommy and doing every single thing I tell you to do exactly how I want, or else, it’ll be sooooo bad for you. Like this!”

Sarah began firmly tapping her fingertip on Tessa’s rear end. Though it started out normally, it quickly gained strength, until it did indeed hurt. Tessa cried out, shaking each time her kidnapper’s treacherous finger slapped her bare butt again.

“That’s right, little girl. You’ve been a bad little baby Bella, and now Mommy has to punish you. I’ll stop after a minute, just cuz I wanna give you lots of nice kisses to remind you how much I love you again, but… if you do this again… then I’ll spank you until your adorable little baby butt turns all red!” Sarah threatened with a venomous snarl, her timbre dropping so low and dark that no part of Tessa doubted the truth of her words.