Taken Three- The End

Taken Three- The Ending



Your mind slowly came to when you slipped out of sleep and into reality. Your mind didn't want to wake up feeling the warmth all around you but it was necessary, the day was about to begin. Opening your eyes you saw white. It startled you until you realized where you were. All around you were the living flesh of your master, Kevin.

Before he went to sleep last night, he placed you in his sock so you would stay warm as the area was going through a deep cold spell since it was winter now. The house was moderately warm but to you, barely anything to Kevin's form, staying warm would be a lot harder while sleeping. So Kevin decided to be nice to you and allow you to sleep between his warm toes. Otherwise, you would be in his boot or on his flipflops.

There was nothing more you wanted to do than stay between your master's toes but the day was starting, it needed to be done. You pushed his toes away a little, them curled around your tiny body. Kevin seemed to be waking up himself but wasn't really moving. You escaped the grasp of your masters wonderful toes and slid down his sweaty sole to the bottom of his sock, his feet sticking up in the air. You gave it a quick lick, tasting his foot sweat, showing your devotion and wiggled out of the opening, then falling onto the bed.

The sun shown brightly into the window but that didn't mask the fact that it was extremely cold outside. You made your way up to Kevin's face staying close to his body since the house was relatively colder than normal, very cold to you. Once at his face you waited for his eyes to open. You could feel the exhale of his breath all over your body warming you immediately. His eyes started to move a bit signifying he would be opening them soon and sure enough he did.

“ Good morning master,” you said being an obedient slave.

Kevin smiled, “ Good morning little one. How did you sleep?”

You looked down at his feet, then to his face, “ Very good. Nice and warm, comforting.”

Kevin smiled again. Then he swiftly moved his feet onto the floor and sat up. His hand moved towards you and pressed down making you lay flat against the bed. Kevin laughed a little which made you laugh and enjoy his attention. Your master then released you, stood up and lowered you to the floor by his soles. With that his feet lifted above you and swiftly made their way to the bathroom carrying the massive giant man who towered over you effortlessly. You walked over to his flipflops and sat down waiting for your master thinking to yourself how nice of a giant he really is to you.

It has been around six months since the incident with Brenden. You were close to losing your life to Kevin's soles until you decided to take upon yourself the job of ending Brenden. You got first hand sight of a tiny person ending under your master and it felt good to watch, especially seeing Brenden's body smear out, his bones cracking and body obliterating under your master's powerful feet. After the incident, Kevin became even more friendly with you now knowing you had so much devotion to Kevin's being. And since he allowed you to live, nothing would stop you from making his feel good and tending to his every need like a good little slave.

Over the time being his little slave your body began to adjust to being under his weight. It seemed as if your muscles were getting bigger, seemly trying to protect your organs and frame better. It did assist you from not hurting being under your master's feet. But it didn't really matter since any wrong step and Kevin could still end your life. Maybe now it wouldn't be too bad dieing beneath him after such a long, wonderful life of worshiping those things but still living to do just that was even better.

Kevin's construction firm that he now owned was doing very well. A major job they were working on, a very tall sky scrapper, was just finished prompting Kevin to allow a month to two months of break since it took so long to construct and many hours of the men who worked for him. With the money they made from the actual job, anyone could really take off a whole year and not have a problem with money.

Your master came out of the bathroom and walked up to his flipflops. Kevin looked down, then knelt down towards you as you sat waiting for him. He smiled again at you.

" Well, it is Sunday and you know what that means. Football and Frank. I better get down and call him. Ready?" Kevin asked standing up.

You jumped up immediately and laid down on the flipflop sole. His giant rough foot slid in over you and planted itself firmly on your body. Without any second thoughts, Kevin was off to the downstairs with a little human riding beneath him. One thing Kevin was good about was making sure he didn't hurt you. He would gently walk to ensure nothing would happen beneath his sole.

Kevin reached the phone and dialed up Frank's number. Working for Kevin was now a good friend of his, Frank. Frank was a supervisor at the firm and worked many a time with Kevin to eventually form a friendship between the two men. Every Sunday he would be over to watch football with Kevin and shoot the shit as most men did. Frank even knew about after Kevin introduced you two to each other. You two also became good friends as well, you sometimes pampering the giant man despite truly being Kevin's little slave.

" Coming over today?" Kevin asked on the phone.

You waited patiently under Kevin's foot.

" Good. What? Yeah, he is still here. Yeah, of course. See you in a bit," Kevin replied hanging up the phone and laughing, " I should really get him a little guy... but nothing compares to you so I don't know how good it would be for him."

This made you feel good. Kevin went into the living room and kicked off his flipflops, then grabbed you with his big and second toe hoisting you to the coffee table. He dropped you there and propped his feet up. Then you went to work rubbing the massive things while Kevin watched the pre-game shows on ESPN. Every once in a while Kevin would praise you for your work on his feet making you work even harder.

After about a half an hour Kevin stopped you and grabbed you with his giant, meaty hand. He held you up to his face and began to speak.

" Listen, I really appreciate your devotion and I don't want you to go on not knowing this. I also know you will be busy with Frank today as well so I wanted to do this before he arrives he, he'll think I got a little soft on him," Kevin said.

His fingers moved your body so you were laying down on your stomach. Then another finger began to rub your back softly. The massage felt so good coming from Kevin. It was putting you to sleep but that was the least of it. He began to attempt to rub you tiny feet as you would for him. It more so tickled but the thought of it made you feel good. And finally, he decided to get you off. Instead of using his fingers with the possibility of ripping it off, he used his tongue to massage it to the point you couldn't hold it any longer. You released your load on his giant tongue and that was the end. You fell limp in his hand.

" Good, I'm glad you enjoyed it," Kevin said laughing and placing you on his flipflop to rest, " Frank will be here in a while, rest a bit before he arrives."

" Yes master, thank you," you said falling asleep for a bit...



About 30 minutes later you were abruptly woken by something loud and obnoxious. You jumped up immediately on Kevin's flipflop and looked down at the floor soon to realize that it was Frank's foot that slammed down by you and the flipflops. You bent back as far as possible to look up at the giant man staring down at you smiling.

" Hello Frank!" you yelled as loud as possible.

" Hello there little one," Frank said, his hand coming down and waiting for you.

Without wasting a second, you jumped onto his hand and he hoisted you up into the air towards his chest area. Frank then proceeded to make his way over to the rocking chair and sit down, Kevin sitting on the couch looking at you two. Frank lowered his hand to the arm chair and you jumped off, then sat down yourself looking at the giant men.

" So, got any beer?" Frank asked.

Kevin look at him, " Of course, outside in the snow. I figured just use the natural outdoors since it seems to be working so well this time of the year."

Frank gave a courtesy laugh and stood up, the chair rocking back and forth for a few seconds. Soon he was off into the kitchen and the door opened up, then slammed. Kevin looked down at you and smiled again, then back to the flat screen to continue the pre-game show. You waited on the chair wondering where Frank was at. He seemed to be taking a long time to get a beer but then the door opened, and Frank popped back in.

" Hey Kevin, there isn't any beer outside," Frank said.

Kevin looked over at Frank, " Really? I could have sworn there was some outside. Guess we'll need to get some before the game starts."

Frank seemed as if he was hiding something but you couldn't tell. Kevin stood up and gently picked you up with his giant, meaty hand. He strolled over to Frank and stopped.

" Better slip something on quick, then we can get going," Kevin said with you still in his hand.

" We can go over to my house, I have a 30 pack waiting," Frank replied.

" Good enough for me," Kevin said turning to head upstairs.

" Before you go up, let me hold your little slave," Frank said.

Kevin handed you over to Frank and made his way to his room. Franks hand was very warm and starting to close in on your body. You just let him do it since there wasn't any danger, Frank was a pretty nice guy. But his hand didn't stop closing on you. His fingers began to squeeze your little body tightly. You screamed out in pain which caused the giant to stop. He then looked down and smiled at you.

" How would you like a new master?" Frank asked.

You were caught off guard by this question, " I don't understand. I have my master."

" Silly slave," Frank said.

The giant man sat down in the rocking chair and kicked off his one boot. The smell from the boot filled the air. It was about as strong as Kevin's but wasn't anything you wanted to smell. Frank's hand hovered over the boot holding you above it.

" You're mine now," the man said and with that, you plunged into his giant boot.

You hit the insole with a splash. His foot sweat soaked your clothes and your body, the odor awful. You looked up at the giant who was watching you closely. You turned back and looked at the boot seeing the size of it. The boot was an inch bigger than Kevin's, size 21. You couldn't believe it. Then the boot started to move a little. You turned around again to see Frank's socked foot sliding in. You jumped and tried to run but his sole was too fast and pinned you down. Now his foot was pressing you down hard into the insole causing you to drink some of his foot sweat. With that Frank laced up the boot.

" I think you'll like your new home, I know I will enjoy it," Frank said laughing.

The man above you stood up, his weight bearing down on your minuscule frame. The only problem was he didn't attempt to help you stay alive in his boot. His weight pressed you down hard causing all sorts of pain. You could barely breathe but some how managed to while he stood on you. His foot moved a bit in the boot as if trying to reposition itself with you under it. The pain was awful but it was the reality of the situation.

Kevin came back into the room dressed and ready to go, " Hey, where did James go?"

Frank looked up from his boot quickly, " Ah, he wanted to sleep on your flipflops since we were leaving for a while."

" OK, well, lets go then," Kevin said.

You attempted to scream as loud as possible from inside Frank's boot but his sole muffled it. You had to face it, the giant man had you under his control and it didn't look good for you. You were Kevin's little toy, not Franks.

With that, Frank began to walk. With every step his weight mashed you down extremely hard. Your body compressed to the point you thought something would break or it would just give way and collapse under the pressure. His feet were getting very warm and creating a lot of sweat. You tried to stop the stuff from going in your mouth but it was no use.

Frank and Kevin got into Frank's truck, then was off. Luckily for you you were no in his right boot so his foot merely rested upon you the whole ride. You could hear Kevin laughing as Frank told jokes while you laid trapped under the giant. You couldn't help but cry now. You wanted Kevin back, not this guy who thinks that a toy is something that can be taken giant to giant. You are Kevin's feet's property and no one elses.

The truck stopped and out jumped the two men. They made their way into Frank's home. Kevin went into the living room and sat down, then turned on the TV. Frank walked in and turned to Kevin.

" Hey, I need to go upstairs for a bit before we can go back to your place. It won't be but five minutes. Go a head and have a beer since I drove," Frank said.

Kevin didn't object and Frank was off to his bedroom. You cried out with each step as the cruel giant ran upstairs like a little child. He turned into his bedroom and shut the door, then locked it. You started to shiver in fear of what he was going to do to you. You felt the pressure lift off of you as Frank sat down. He slipped his boots off, your body sticking to his sock. Frank laughed noticing you there.

" KEVIN!" you screamed as loud as possible.

" Yeah, like that is going to work. You're mine now and I think it is time to show your devotion to me," Frank said.

His foot lowered and kept you pinned to the ground. Frank began to unzip his pants and slip them down. You cringed knowing what he was possibly going to do to your little form. Suddenly his foot lifted, his hand grabbed you and the other hand pulled his sock off. He held you up to his face and took a deep sniff, then laughed.

" You smell just like my feet, I am such a nice giant unlike Kevin. I rescued you and don't forget it," Frank said.

' No you didn't,' you though to yourself.

Frank held the sock up and held your body over it, " In you go."

You dropped and slid down the sweaty sock feeling all the gunk and shit that was in his sock from his foot. It was extremely disgusting and degrading. Frank looked in and smiled. Then his face moved away and you felt the sock lower. Suddenly the man's member entered the sock and rushed right up against your body. His raging member was very warm and coursing with blood. You wanted to vomit.

Without a second to spare Frank began to jack off with you in the sock he was using. Back and forth you were rammed into his head. In a matter of seconds you could feel the slimy precum washing over you. It was bad but nothing compared to what was going to happen. In about two minutes Frank blew his load into the sock and all over you. The load was massive and filled the bottom of the sock. It covered you completely forcing you to have to tread a bit in it as best as possible.

Frank laughed, " Oh man, that was easily the best orgasm I have had. Thank you little one. Now I need to get back to Kevin's place. I think you should enjoy being in my sock the rest of the night while I am gone. If you are hungry, go a head and eat my load."

All you could hear is Frank laughing as he tied the sock up and dropped it on the floor. The stuff washed over you again. The smell was even worse now having the odor of his feet and his load. You could hear Frank getting another sock and putting it on, he then walked towards you. His foot slammed down on the end you were in and Frank was gone.

The rest of the night you laid there with the stuff drying over you. It kept you in place for the whole night forcing you to deal with it and hope that Frank would be back to release you for other "fun" things he had planned for you...



The next morning you woke up to the sock you were still trapped in moving up violently. You stayed put though still being stuck in it by his load drying over you. The sock swung back and forth as who ever had hold of it walked. Eventually the sock dropped onto what you thought was a table. You just laid there hoping for the best. Soon the sock was being untied and light poured in showing Frank's face.

" Good morning little one," he said, his hand coming and ripping you from your prison.

He pulled you out and placed you on the table. Then Frank leaned back in the couch he was sitting on and propped his feet up on your body. The pain was unbearable. Tears ran down your face as he let his giant feet rest on your minuscule form. Frank didn't seem to notice or care for that matter. His feet just laid there slowly compressing your body.

" Let me tell you, Kevin is pissed about you leaving. You should have heard him. He said the next time he finds you after running off, you won't be able to run anymore," Frank said laughing.

This barely registered as you were suffocating under the man's soles. The pain didn't ease off either. You tried with all your might to get out from under his heal but it was no use. When you thought it was going to be the end, Frank lifted his feet up and placed them beside you. You gasped for air, it entering your smashed form trying to bring you back to life. Suddenly pain erupted around your chest area over your rib cage. You fell to the table holding your mid section. It finally dawned on you that one of your ribs were broken.

Frank placed his feet on the ground, his body leaning forward towards you, " Oh, are you hurt. Well man up, I don't need a bitch for a slave."

His hand slapped you across the table towards the side. In a few seconds you were going over the edge and about to fall to your death. You quickly grabbed onto the edge of the table with one hand trying as hard as possible to hold on and lift yourself up from certain death. Your other hand was occupied with holding your ribs to ensure you didn't hit the broken one.

Meanwhile Frank was laughing as hard as ever. His giant form stood up and walked away into another room. You hung on for dear life hoping he would have at least helped you but no such luck. You were simply going to have to fend for yourself in his house and at this rate, it may not be to long of an adventure.

On the floor by the table was a stack of Playboy magazines. From what you could determine, if you swung over enough and let go, you could possibly land on them and keep yourself from dieing. It was your only hope and chance of survival. You took a deep breath and began to rock back and forth. Once up to enough momentum you swung towards the stack and let go, your body flying towards them and narrowly making it onto the magazines.

You hit the top layer hard hurting your chest area even more. You began to cry from the pain now, it was just too much and far worse than being under Kevin and he was a big guy. While on the magazines you laid there breathing slowly trying to suppress the pain. It barely worked but it was better than nothing.

Suddenly Frank reappeared in the room. He looked at the table trying to find you, then glanced down and saw you on his magazines.

" Well, someone has a good idea. Might have to take advantage of that," Frank said.

He grabbed the stack of Playboys with you still on them and headed upstairs. In his room he dropped them on his bed, the pile falling over and creating a mess. You fell to the bed as well but at least landed on something soft. Frank moved towards the bed and was going to sit down. The only problem was he was sitting over you. You tried to get up but the pain was too much. Frank sat down on you pressing you hard into the bed, your rib cage erupting in pain once again.

" What the fuck you faggot," Frank said standing up and grabbed you hard, then sitting down, " Now for the fun."

Frank dropped his pants revealing his member once again. Only this time you were not in his sock, Frank had other plans. Without any concern to your form and the pain you were in, Frank shoved you into his slit and pushed you in with his finger. There was nothing more disgusting to you than what was happening now, his feet would be much better than this. You could feel the blood pumping through his member as Frank became excited for what was about to happen. You hoped it would be quick and as painless as possible.

" I hope you're ready for some you puny fuck," Frank said.

Frank placed lotion on his hand. Then his hand grabbed his member and began to stroke. You could hear and feel the vibrations of his hand working hard. Anything else but this, though that wasn't the case. Frank went at it for a little while. Under you you could feel pressure building from the pre-cum Frank was releasing. Extremely disgusting now but nothing you could do about it.

" Oh... I can't hold it in anymore," Frank said.

His hand went faster and faster, the pressure building up under you even more. Then, without warning Frank blow his load. It stopped for a brief second under you but then forced you out. You went flying into the air with such force you couldn't judge where the landing and pain would happen at. Frank laughed in the background as he watched. In a few seconds you were falling to the floor. You cringed and hit hard on the floor, more snaps around your midsection and now your left arm. You screamed out in even more pain.

" Fuck you!" you yelled as if Frank could really hear you.

Frank was still laughing at how pathetic you were to his giant being. You watched holding your arm as Frank's feet hit the floor, his body lifting up and walked towards you. His toes stopped right in front of your head as you laid there on the floor in deep pain. His big toe nudged you a bit but stopped when you didn't get up.

Frank knelt down, " Oh, is someone hurt? Didn't my load cushion your fall?"

The giant man stood back up laughing again. You felt so low now. At least Kevin was nice enough to make you feel like a human, just minuscule to his being. You looked up at Frank. His face told the whole idea he had in mind for you. You yelled at him to stop when his foot raised up and began to lower to the floor over you.

" Can't have worthless pieces of shit around my home. If you were a real man, you'd quit being such a little bitch," Frank said.

His giant, rough sole lowered onto your body and rested for a few seconds. The smell was awful again, his toes pressing down on your head. Tears formed in your eyes from the pain and for what was about to happen to you. The giant sole began to press down on your body now. When you thought your pain couldn't get any worse, it did. His rough sole pressed you hard into the ground and when you thought it was all over, it suddenly raised back up.

" One more thing before I crush you out of existence," Frank said.

His hand lowered and grabbed onto your tightly. The pain was still there but there was no use yelling at Frank, he was going to stomp you to death anyway. Frank walked to his computer and sat down. A separate web cam sat on top of the computer screen. Frank lowered you to the desk and began to open up Skype.

" I don't want to end you before Kevin knows," Frank said.

You sat there quiet while he worked. Frank called up Kevin via Skype and waited patiently. Then Kevin answered and the screen shown of him at his home. You became excited once you saw his face. All you wanted was to be reunited with Kevin but that wasn't going to happen, as long as Frank was around.

" Hey Frank, what are you up to?" Kevin asked.

" Oh nothing. Say, did you ever find your little slave?" Frank asked.

Kevin's face turned to anger, " No that little bitch. I cannot believe he would run away. After all I did for him. If I ever find him, he'll see my soles for the last time."

Frank looked down at you, you being out of camera view, and began to laugh.

" What the hell is so funny?" Kevin asked.

" Oh, take a look," Frank grabbed you and held you up to the camera.

Kevin's face changed to a surprised look, " James, I cannot believe you chose to leave with him. You're putting yourself in danger."

" Master! He kidnapped me. My ribs are broken, so is my arm. He is hurting me, please save me!" you pleaded with your giant master.

" Hold on James, I'll be right over!" Kevin said.

Frank then broke in, " Hold on there Kevin. I want you to watch something first."

Frank them dropped you onto the floor from his hand. The giant man stood up and grabbed the camera, then placed it close to where you were laying. Kevin watch intently from his home. Frank began to laugh again as he raised his foot over you. You began to cry as you looked at Frank, then the camera. Frank lowered his foot slowly making it seem like forever before death. There was no way you could run which was perfect for him.

" Master, I'm sorry this is the last time you'll see me. I truly loved being your little foot slave and I wouldn't have it any other way..." you said to the camera as Frank's foot pressed down on you.

You screamed in pain as Frank applied pressure. With in a second your body popped and smear out under his sole. Kevin watched the whole thing unfold from his computer at home. Frank twisted mashing your body into the floor more, then raised it and shown Kevin your bloody remains.

" You better run fucker, I'll be there in a few minutes and it won't be pretty," Kevin said leaving the room.

Frank just kept smearing the remains of a once human, now dead bug beneath his giant foot...



The End of the series.