Tiny Cuckold (Part 9) - SLM

Kristy and Jack continued watching TV while you were tied and collared to her toe, kissing her foot and worshiping her.

It was clear that Jack didn’t like Kristy's explanations, and he kept looking in your direction every now and then.

“I’m tired”, Kristy announced, pulling her foot back, the chain started dragging you from your neck.

“Kristy!” Jack shouted and held her leg, stopping it from going out of the table, you held the collar with your hands and started coughing.

“Oops”, Kristy said and started giggling, “I totally forgot about it, sorry pet”

Jack removed the toe ring and dropped it on the table, he paused for a moment, with a concerned look he turned his face to her.

“He’s a human being, this is sick Kristy”, he snapped, “I’m sorry, slave or not, and even if he wants that - this is madness”.

Kristy yawned in his face, “gosh, you worry about him so much, why don’t you join and help him then? We can go to the shrinking center right now”, she teased and mocked.

Jack stood up, raising his hands in front of him, “I’ll never EVER live like that, you are not who I thought you were, I’m sorry”, he said and grabbed his car keys.

“Are you serious right now? What? Because I forgot him tied to my toe? I’m still getting used to it, I just bought it yesterday”.

“Nice of you to refer to him as ‘him’, and you could crush him if I wasn’t here right now, or hang him to death, don’t you care about that?”

“Of course I do, it’s my pet I don’t want him to die”

“It sure doesn’t look like that.

Anyway, Kristy, have a nice life, I can’t be with someone who treats someone else like that, you should both get treatment”

“Whatever, just leave then”, she replied in anger.

Jack scoffed and touched the door handle, “and I’m calling SLM, what happens here is sick and wrong, you are a terrible person for not realizing that”

“Call whoever you want, get the fuck out of my house”, she stood up and pointed at the door.

Jack finally left, Kristy sat back on the sofa trying to act cool and look at the TV but then she burst into tears.

You started walking to the end of the table to comfort her.

“K-Kristy…” you started.

“Shut up!” *THUD* she slammed her foot on the table, causing you to fall back.

“It’s all your fault! You ruined it for me!” She was angry, “I should have sent you home to continue living like a pathetic loser, that’s always my problem - I’m too kind, worrying about others first”.

You felt bad for her, “I’m sorr-“

“That’s enough! No more talking! That’s it! Next time you talk without permission you get punished”

You gulped and started to stand up, her toe blocked you from above.

“And no more walking on 2, I’m sick of your arrogance to think you’re a human being, you confuse my dates, they think I torture you just because they think you should have rights”

It didn’t make any sense, but you didn’t want to protest now, you remained on all fours and your mouth shut.

Kristy grabbed a tissue and pulled her nose, wiping off some tears too.

Then she grabbed you and walked to the bedroom, opening the panties drawer and throwing you inside, then pushing it close, she pushed so hard that you were thrown to the inner wall of the drawer, you moaned in pain and grabbed your stomach.

You continued hearing Kristy crying outside until she fell asleep.

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You woke up from very loud knocks on the door.

“What the fuck…” Kristy mumbled, slowly getting up, the knocks continued and grew louder, like the door will break soon.

“Kristen Isaac, open the door” a firm voice from behind the door called, over and over again.

Kristy got up, walked to the front door and opened it.

“Are you Kristen?”

“Y-Yes… who are you? What is this?”

“I’m Emma, this is Michelle, we are from Shrunken Lives Matters, and this is Paul, a police officer”

“Oh god”, Kristy replied with a shaky voice, probably triggered by the trauma of what happened to her and her mother so many years ago.

“We have information of a shrunken slave you own”

“NO!!! He is not a slave!!”

“We need to see him”, the other girl said, probably Michelle, “even if he’s not a slave - it should be documented”

“We signed all the papers in the shrinking center, what do you want?! How dare you come to my house?!”

“We already have 2 complaints about you torturing a shrunken man, we demand that you let us in right now”, Emma said.

“Ok, ok!!” Kristy shrieked and you started hearing footsteps, then the drawer was being opened and a bright light blinded your eyes, Kristy hand quickly pulled you up.

“Here, see?”

“You keep him like that? Not even inside a qualified aquarium?” Michelle said.

“Yes, what’s wrong?!”

“Ok, calm down, let’s sit, Paul - it’s ok, you can leave now”

The police officer nodded and left the house.

“Let’s talk in the living room, calm down”, Michelle said with a smile, Kristy cooperated and walked with them to the living room, placing you on the table.

Emma bent over and smiled to you, “hi there, everything will be ok now”, she said in an assuring tone.

“Why are you talking to him like that? He’s here by his choice!” Kristy snapped, you looked at her, she was blushing all red, shaking, you’ve never seen her so nervous and scared, you wanted to help her.

“It’s true miss, I chose this”, you said loudly, it didn’t seem to leave much impression on her.

“What’s your name?” She asked in return, still smiling calmly.

“It’s.. uh.. it's a pet, I’m her pet”, you pointed at Kristy.

Michelle giggled, “listen - it’s all right, we are here to help you, you don’t need to be scared”

“I’m not scared! That’s just who I am, why are you doing this? I don’t need any help, Kristy is good to me”, you shouted in a shaking voice.

“It doesn’t look like that, when was the last time you ate?”

“T-This morning”, you lied.

“Really? And what did you eat?”

“Uhh… Kristy made an omelet, she shared it with me”, you lied without blinking an eye.

“Oh, is that right?” Emma asked Kristy.

“Y-Yes, I treat him properly, he’s a good pet”, she replied nervously.

Emma looked at you again, “listen, it might be your last chance to grow back again and be free, think about your next words carefully”, she talked slowly in a firm tone, “once we are leaving, we will never come back again”, Michelle added.

You gulped, looking at Kristy and then at them, you started shaking, not sure what to say anymore.

“Do you want our help? We can get you out of here”

Kristy opened her mouth to say something but held herself back.

“I…” you started, pausing for a moment, taking a breath, “I want to stay, sorry for your troubles, I’m happy here”.

They looked at each other and shrugged.

“Some cases are just a lost cause I guess”, Michelle said awkwardly to Emma.

“Ok, sorry for the intrusion”, Emma told Kristy and they both stood up.

“T-That’s right, see? I’m not an enslaver”, Kristy told them, her voice slowly breaking.

They giggled, “call it however you want, he gave his official consent and it will be documented”

“What does it mean?” You looked up and asked.

“That your kind and gentle owner can now crush you with her foot on purpose and it will still be legal, are you happy about it?” Michelle asked you in anger, then looked at Kristy, “you can even do it publicly, starting now”.

You gulped and bowed down your head, “Kristy will never do that to me”.

“Whatever”, Michelle replied.

“All of his belongings, bank accounts, etc. are now officially yours”, Emma told Kristy, “he’s no longer a citizen nor a human being, enjoy your… pet”, she explained impatiently.

“Let’s go”, she told Michelle and Kristy escorted them out, she came back and sat on the sofa, still shaken, her eyes a bit swollen.

You made a big smile and waved at her.

“What? You think you deserve a thanks or something?” She asked aggressively.

You gulped and stopped smiling.

“They came here just because of you, I sacrificed so much to enable you this ideal life of yours, your pathetic loyalty isn’t enough anymore”

You bowed down your head in shame.

“Why are you back on two again? KNEEL DOWN”

You quickly got on all fours.

*THUD*

Her foot landed in front of your face.

“Start licking”, she commanded in anger, you started licking.

“I think we’re done with this drawer thing, tomorrow I’ll spend your money to purchase proper facilities for you”, she said and sighed, your licks slowly calming her down.

“T-Thank you Kristy”, you stopped licking for a moment and went next to her foot so you could see her face.

“Shut up, I said no more talking”, she grabbed you and placed her feet on the sofa, dropping you on them, “you never stop licking unless I tell you to, how many times do I need to say it”.

You nodded as you continued licking, the situation started giving you an erection again, you couldn’t even explain why.

After a few more licks, Kristy noticed it, “fucking hell, this shit again?!” She brutally grabbed you and went to the bedroom, opening the drawer and throwing you inside, she was pissed as hell.

“I-I do not control it Kristy! Please!”

She pushed and closed the drawer, walked away and slowly her angry stomps faded away.

You couldn’t help yourself, you grabbed a piece of panty and used it to knock off your boner, it was the last joy you had in your pathetic life, you couldn’t just give up on that.

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End of part 9