With that in mind, you continued to knead and rub the gargoyle woman's foot. You wouldn't stop until she told you to. The last time you did she made sure to punish you accordingly. The lesson learned was to pace yourself and that Demona would tell you when you were done, not the other way around.
It was easy to tire yourself out given how small you were when compared to your mistress. There was a lot of her to tend to and so little of you. At least the experience helped to train your bodies stamina, and it was far easier to massage a human Demona than a Gargoyle one.
Her Gargoyle form was a lot tougher and required greater effort on your part. The first time she ordered you to attend to her at night after she'd been out and about as her true self was absolutely exhausting. Your fingers ached and your lungs burned. Not to mention you were completely drenched in sweat afterward.
You didn't know how to pace yourself or attend to the giantess properly and she made you pay for it. You shivered slightly when remembering the harsh punishment she put you through. Needless to say, you feared her armpits now.
You quickly shook off the thoughts of punishments and your situation and returned your focus to the current task at hand. You pretty much were done with the first foot but wouldn't believe you were truly finished unless the redhead said so.
Nevertheless, you set your sights on the other foot and began to work your magic. Demona's human skin was so soft to the touch and flawless at a glance. Honestly, she could be mistaken for a model. You could picture it now, the Gargoyle woman in a bikini on tv talking about the wonders of skin care products.
The thought made you chuckle. Slowly you started to rub in little circles, and this earned you a small sigh from your captor. She blinked once before her eyes fell upon your miniscule body, working your fingers to the bone to please her.
A small smirk wormed its way onto her face, and she crossed her arms as she lied back in her seat. "Keep this up little man and I may actually stay in a good mood until sundown."
"I live to please, mistress." You spoke. It was obvious to her that you were trying your best to not say or do anything to get on her bad side. You already were for obvious reasons, but your words were still music to her ears.
"That you do." She continued to smirk. As Demona continued to enjoy your hard work, she couldn't help but think about her latest plan. If all went well than after tonight, she wouldn't have to worry about the human race anymore. The unintentional test she conducted on you with the shrink ray was a complete success and now she was ready to turn it on every last human on the planet. Her enemies as well.
Then there was you, her little servant worm. She could use the shrink ray to be rid of you as well, but she'd grown quite fond of having a tiny servant to attend to her every need and punish however and whenever she saw fit. She'd keep you for now and ponder your future later down the line. But for now...
"Harder worm. Press harder." She ordered. You did precisely that and the Gargoyle woman couldn't help but snicker. Yes, she'd definitely keep you for a good while longer.
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