The next few hours would have been uneventful for any normal person.

Minnie went about her day, barely acting out of character. Only taking moments to stand quietly and enjoy the feeling of my struggles inside her underwear.

Of course, after a few hours, my body began to wear out and to my dismay; I had been overwhelmed by her woman’s scent and relieved myself several times.

Minnie could feel the rush of power she now felt that only a handful of people in the world would ever feel. To have power over another human being, especially one that would normally be bigger and stronger than you gave Minnie a sense of Godlike power.

I could tell the day was coming to a close for Minnie because the house had a grandfather clock in nearly every room, so I was able to tell when the clock struck six.

I had been attempting to find a way to lie down or possibly sit; I was unable due to Minnie’s very restricting panties. I was held tightly against her womanhood and found my only real movement came from pushing my body against her pussy lips since they had the most give.

It of course helped that my movements turned her on and created a lube to help me reposition myself slightly on occasion.

As I leaned my head against the small patch of pubic hair sitting just above Minnie’s lips, I was blinded by a bright light.

As I covered my eyes, I attempted to look into the sky but was failing to be able to focus on anything.

Before my eyes were allowed time to adjust, I was gripped by four massive fingers and lifted out of the hot, humid prison that I had been trapped in all day.

Finally, as my sight caught up with the world around me, I found myself staring into the large, beautiful eyes of Minnie.

Just below her focused vision was a cute button nose leading down to a pearly white smile.

“You make me feel so good today mistuh Ethan.” Minnie spoke.

“Glad I could help.” I mockingly responded.

“Will you please take me back to my room Minnie? I really think I should get back. Marta will be worried about me.” I said while looking pleadingly into Minnie’s eyes.

Minnie shook her head. “No, miss Marta no find you in my room. She will get ovah losing you. You belong to me now.”

My heart sank as I heard those words. The only comfort I had was the fact that Minnie seemed to enjoy my predicament to the extent that she would be allowing me release seeing as how I apparently can’t live without it based on how horny I have constantly been.

There was of course the fact that Minnie had allowed me release at her feet. This Asian Goddess was a sex freak apparently and liked to get me to release at least as much as I loved to receive it.

“Minnie,” I said, “Why do you want to keep me? I didn’t do anything to you and you know that I don’t belong here. You are an awesome woman and I definitely appreciate what you did for me upstairs, but I can’t stay with you. Why won’t you let me go?”

Minnie’s expression of excitement and joy changed to one of contemplation and seriousness.

“Because, men always telling me what to do. Men always in control and cruel to me. Mistuh Smith is mean to me and otha ladies in house. I be in charge of man now. You nice and make me happeh. You keep making me happeh and we get along.”

I knew there was no way I was going to reason with this woman.

“Where will you keep me?” I questioned, knowing she was staying in the pool house and wouldn’t be able to leave me in there because of the other servants that were temporarily living in there due to my being at the mansion.

“You stay with me all time.” Minnie exclaimed.

I looked around to see I was in a small room. It was definitely smaller than the quarters I was in, but it looked to only be for Minnie. I couldn’t see how another servant would be able to stay in the room with her.

As I took my time to look around, I was lowered and set on the bed.

I looked up to see Minnie stand up and face me. She looked down on me with a gentle, kind smile and began to undress.

Part of me wanted to look away just because I felt like the more I enjoyed this whole scenario, the more I might have well told Minnie I was okay with what she was doing to me.

But the truth was, the part that wanted to resist was a small part and losing badly to the perverted side of me that wanted to watch and enjoy every second of the event that was going on in front of me.

Minnie was a pretty girl to begin with. But her body was even more fantastic than I could have ever imagined. She had perfectly toned legs that of course led down to her very attractive feet that I had been previously introduced to. Above her legs was the finely trimmed pussy I had also met, and above that was a beautifully sculpted set of abs that led up to an even more beautiful pair of obvious D-cup breasts that had the cutest little brown nipples.

I was in complete awe of the sight in front of me and felt my penis stand at an immediate attention.

Minnie noticed my erection and giggled. “You like?”

I only nodded.

Minnie leaned down, placing her hands on her knees and bent forward to get a closer look at me. She puckered her lips almost in a pouting face. “You no mad at Minnie foh taking you?”

I knew what answer was really in my head, but at the moment, there was no activity in my brain. All my blood had gone south and I nodded my head. “I’m not mad in the least.” I whispered.

Minnie giggled and took me in her hand. At this point I figured the shrinking was over and I was about five inches tall.

“We go get shower now.” Minnie said while giving me the biggest smile she could.

“You ready clean my body?” She asked.

My eyes only widened. I could feel myself going pale and my boner getting stiffer.

I shook my head up and down almost violently as I fantasized about what it would be like to be rubbed all over this Goddess’s body.

Minnie carried me off into the bathroom and closed the door.

(We will get to Minnie and Ethan in the next chapter. Let’s check up on Marta and Lori.)

Marta looked at her watch and knew it was time to be getting back to the mansion. After all, her little man would be waiting for her.

Marta grabbed the last of the bags that she needed from the market and began her trip back.

After nearly an hour drive, the limo pulled up to the house and Marta headed inside and immediately up the stairs. She had made sure to call ahead and give instructions to the other servants on what to do with everything that she had purchased for Mr. Smith.

Marta could feel moistness down in her pants as she knew that today would be the day she would finally have a human sized dildo. She couldn’t and wouldn’t wait until midnight tonight. This was the time to get her little man and enjoy him to the fullest extent.

As she entered the upstairs quarters she noticed the door to her room was cracked open.

“Minnie, how many times do I have to tell you to shut my door when you finish cleaning?” Marta spoke to herself while shaking her head in frustration.

She thought about closing her door but figured it pointless seeing as how she would soon be going back into her room with a tiny man and a plan.

Marta bit her lower lip as she opened the door going into Ethan’s room.

“Ethan sweetie, where are you?” Marta called out while looking around the seemingly empty room.

Just as she was about to enter the room, Marta stopped herself and looked down to her feet and slipped off her shoes.

“Almost forgot, I don’t know how small he could have gotten. Don’t want to squish my little man with my big powerful feet now do I?” Marta almost yelled out to get her little man’s attention.

After looking around for another minute or two, Marta noticed that she wasn’t getting any response and felt herself getting nervous.

“Ethan, where are you? Please speak to me.” Marta cried out.

She hadn’t thought about something being able to happen to him. But now that she wasn’t able to find him and couldn’t hear him, all sorts of horrible things began to enter her mind that could have happened to someone his size.

Just as Marta almost began to tear the room apart, she looked to see her note on the bed.

“He obviously got my note.” Marta reasoned to herself.

But just as she walked towards it, she noticed she was looking at someone else’s hand writing. Without thinking, Marta grabbed the paper and prepared herself to read a ransom letter but found herself reading another letter addressed to Ethan but from Lori.

Her eyes grew wide. “Lori knows about all of this?” Marta whispered to herself while beginning to pant.

What Marta didn’t know was that Lori had planned on being back before Marta to remove her letter but was caught up with her friends in traffic and wouldn’t get to the house until nearly ten minutes after Marta had read her letter.

Marta took the letters to her room and sat on her bed while trying to think about how to deal with the situation while Lori entered the house and ran as fast as she could up the stairs to remove the letter before Marta had a chance to read it.

Lori entered Ethan’s room and looked around for the letters but failed to see anything. She began to panic and turned to leave but saw Marta standing at the doorway.

Marta had heard Lori enter the house servants quarters and came to the conclusion that dealing with the problem head on would be the best solution.

The two women stared at each other for what could have been an eternity.

Finally, Marta spoke.

“So, you obviously know about what’s going on. I don’t know if Ethan is the one who has been telling you or not, but we are both adults and need to handle this as such. I need you to tell me where he is.”

Lori looked surprised. “Me tell you where he is? What do you mean? You have him right?” Lori’s expression was turning to panic.

This got a rise out of Marta who was now coming to the same conclusion that Lori had. “You mean you don’t have him?” Marta asked.

“No, I don’t have him. He was sleeping when I left this morning.” Lori responded.

Marta nodded her head. “Same here. Look, we need to find him.”

Lori’s eyes lit up. “I know how we can find him. The cameras.”

Marta’s expression changed to a hopeful one then back to skepticism.

“Wait, what cameras?”

Lori paused and dawned an expression only found on a blonde’s face when they have said too much. At this point though, it was pointless to cover it up and she was becoming worried for Ethan.

“Look, my dad had cameras placed all over the house. That’s how I knew about you and Ethan. He didn’t tell me anything.”

Marta was obviously upset by this news but too distracted at the moment to care.

“Okay we will deal with that problem later. Right now, I want to see these cameras so we can find Ethan.”

Lori nodded her head and led Marta down into the basement and opened a door behind the wine cellar that was meant to appear to be just a normal wine cellar.

Marta gazed upon a room with nearly one hundred monitors in it, each showing a different part of the mansion and its surrounding property.

Lori sat down and clicked on the computer, selecting one monitor.

“This is Ethan’s room. We just need to follow him everywhere he went and find out what happened to him.”

Marta had a look of disgust on her face looking at the cameras but decided there were more important matters at hand.

“Show me.” She finally said while leaning onto the desk.