Mark barely had time to put away his rope when Nancy came home. She had been gone for hours. She tossed her gym bag on the floor and began to strip off her clothes as she walked to his cage. Having finished her workout, she had a relaxed look and was ready for a lazy afternoon with her little man.
As Nancy opened the cage door, she noticed that Mark was underneath the wash cloth again. He always seemed to be hiding, and in such an obvious place. She gently pulled the wash cloth off her favorite toy, revealing his tiny body.
"Are you ready for some quality time?" she asked her little pet. Not waiting, or caring, for an answer, Nancy carefully picked Mark up. Cradling him gently against her massive bosom, she carried him to the large couch by the window. She tossed aside the foam pillow they had used earlier and reclined on the couch.
Mark was laying between Nancy's huge breasts with his chest against hers, feeling her warm, soft skin and listening to her heart beat. Her giant fingers caressed him tenderly. He was always amazed at how soft and smooth her skin felt, how gentle and comforting she could be. At times like this, he almost felt like she cared about him, wanted to protect and treasure him. But the aches and pains he felt, the huge bruises on his body, the near constant smell of her pussy juices, kept him from pretending he was anything more than a toy for her pleasure and amusement.
Mark knew he had to keep his guard up, but as she continued her soft caress of his body, he found his pain diminishing. The warmth of her body banished the chills he always had when he wasn't with her. Try as he might, Mark could no longer resist relaxing his tense body. The worry and fright he constantly felt drifted away with the tender touch of Nancy's soft finger tips, and Mark soon fell asleep.
Nancy could see and feel the tension slowly leave her little pet. When she realized he had fallen asleep, she carefully reached for the afghan and covered herself. After a few minutes, she too was asleep.
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When Nancy woke, the evening sun was already coloring the clouds. She tenderly ran her finger tips along her little man's back to wake him up. She gently grabbed his leg and dragged him from between her breasts, across her smooth stomach, her smoothly shaven pubic mound, and dropped him so he rolled down her pussy. Her pet felt soft and warm against her skin. She couldn't see him under the afghan, but she could feel his little body moving between her legs.
"Lick my pussy, little pet," she whispered. Mark began to run his tongue along the smooth skin of his master's pussy. The giantess wasn't yet aroused; the soft folds of her labia were still hidden behind the smooth skin of her pussy. Mark was still in awe of her size - even though he was standing, her huge pale legs towered over him. He moved his hands over her warm skin. He'd never been between her legs when she wasn't hot and wet; he hoped she wasn't becoming bored with him.
But his master was far from bored. She enjoyed the sensation of her little pet between her legs. His hands were so tiny and soft and his touches were always so light and tender that she felt like he was caressing her with a feather. She gently began fondling her breasts, brushing her finger tips across the sides and bottoms, ending with her fingers at her nipples. She could feel her pussy react to her touches and her pet's actions. The heat radiating from her pussy increased, and Mark saw the puffy lips of her vagina slowly emerge. He continued to lick and rub her hot skin as he watched her gigantic labia swell and unfold. Soon her pussy was slick with her juices.
Mark worked hard to rub her most sensitive areas with enough force to get her off. He hoped he could satisfy her needs so she wouldn't use him in her cunt again, or smash his face into her clit, or her ass. He wanted to heal enough so he could escape, but if she kept fucking him like she had been, he knew he would be too weak to even survive, let alone escape.
Nancy's soft moan of pleasure was slow and relaxed. She didn't crave his body as she normally did, she just wanted to feel his touches. After her heavy workout at the gym she was ready for Mark to take the lead on pleasing her.
Mark was surprised at how gentle Nancy was being. She never let him work at his own pace; she always took over after just a few minutes, her lust winning her battle of willpower. He continued to work the clit and labia of the giantess as best he could. Her wetness increased as he fondled her most intimate areas.
Nancy continued to gently caress her breasts and nipples. She could feel her arousal increase. Although she was still sore from her workout, she knew she would need release as her passion built. Her pet just turned her on so much she couldn't help the slow buildup of erotic energy. She reached between her legs and gently pushed Mark against her pussy, slowly moving him in circles, spreading her wetness on her labia and all over Mark at the same time. The feeling was electric. Nancy moaned as her little pet bumped against her clit with every circle. She fought to keep her actions soft and gentle, to build her passion slowly, savoring the feeling.
Mark's skin felt so soft on Nancy's wet pussy. She pressed him a little harder against her labia and clit. She could feel herself building to the sweet release of orgasm. She slowed her movements barely in time to prevent her orgasm. Nancy's breathing quickened; she was so close now. She gently maneuvered Mark's head down to her pussy and began to slowly insert his body into her. When he was buried up to his waist, she pulled him out just as slowly, leaving his head inside her.
"Mmmm," Nancy moaned as she pushed her pet further into her pussy while squeezing her nipple with her other hand. Mark's body was nearly entirely inserted in her wet pussy, and Nancy couldn't hold back any longer. She began to rub her clit while Mark squirmed in her pussy.
"Oh, yes, oh yes" Nancy sighed as her orgasm hit. Her pussy squeezed Mark's little body, starting to force him out of her. She increased her grip on his legs to keep him inside. As her orgasm rolled through her body, her hot, sticky cum began to flow over Mark and out of her pussy, drenching the towel she had placed beneath her. Slowly her orgasm subsided and she let out a satisfied moan. She let go of Mark's legs and allowed him to slip from her pussy.
Once free, Mark gasped for breath while kneeling in Nancy's puddle of cum. He wiped what he could of the cum off his face. Despite the gentle nature of this encounter, Mark was still exhausted, his body continually pushed to the limits of his endurance to satisfy Nancy's sexual desires. One gentle encounter wasn't enough respite to heal his body.
"That was so good; I needed that. Time for you to clean up my pussy," Nancy whispered. Mark knew better than to protest, and so he went to work licking up her pussy juices. He was hardly able to make a dent in the copious amounts of fluid still dripping from her pussy, but if he didn't try he knew he would again suffer her wrath. She wouldn't tolerate his disobedience. After only a few minutes, Nancy grabbed Mark and took him back to his cage, tossing the dirty towel into the clothes hamper. She wanted to clean up and have some dinner before she took her laptop out and checked her email. Hopefully there would be nothing urgent and she would be able to continue to relax on this Sunday evening.
Meanwhile, Mark used his water dish to clean himself of Nancy's cum before it dried. Based on his unfortunate experience over the past few weeks he knew it was especially important to clean his hair; once it dried on his head, it was very difficult to get out. Once clean, Mark laid down and covered himself with his wash cloth. He pondered his fate, wondering if he would ever be able to escape. Soon his exhaustion won over and he fell into a fitful slumber.