Lake Superior
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"IN THIS CORNER, FROM THE FREEZING WASTES OF REGNA FEROX! THE UNDEFEATED CHAMPION OF KHAN BASILIO! LON'QU!"
The swordsman of few words tightened his grip on his blade. He wasn't exactly undefeated, he'd been beaten before, however he wasn't planning to waste his breath saying anything. The gate of the arena opened and a figure that was to be his opponent hunched over to get through. He'd never seen somebody of that size, they were big enough to palm his face with one hand if they chose. Lon'qu at his full height would only be up to their chest and if they wanted they could rest those huge pecs on his head and...and...
Lon'qu flushed as he realized it, those were no pectorals. They were a pair of huge breasts that matched the huge woman who now stood in the arena with him wielding an axe that was larger than he was. She took a step forward and the very earth beneath her sandalled foot cracked under the weight. Lon'qu swallowed as she looked down at him hungrily, not out of fear as he'd faced dragons and other opponents that had towered over him before but due to his fear of the opposite sex. Though he supposed those dragons might have been women too now that he thought on it and oh gods that was a whole new level for his fear he'd just blundered into wasn't it-
The mighty woman swung her axe down at him and trapped in his own thoughts, Lon'qu just barely managed to dodge in time. The axe blade caught the very edge of his boot and was so close that it actually sliced off one of the buckles on the footwear. Lon'qu took a step or two with the boot loose and frowned at how much of a liability it had become. Stepping free of the boot he looked to his opponent and blushed even redder than before. The giant woman was well endowed, with a chest bigger than Lon'qu's head and one of her breasts had slipped from her top as she'd swung her weapon. Lon'qu hid his face in one hand and tried to awkwardly point at the woman to tell her without speaking but she wasn't looking at his face.
No, the giant Pjazi was looking down at that one of Lon'qu's socked feet that was now free of its boot. Hidden in a sheer sock, the black clad tootsies was calling to her and the way it's toes wiggled there in the sand made her purr. It looked to be a modest size 10 but to a woman her size it might as well have been a dolls foot, able to be palmed in one hand. She stepped forward to the man and he shuffled back awkwardly. She watched the foot as he took that step and studied closely how the little grains of dirt stuck to the pretty sock along the man's shapely arch. There was the faintest curve to the foot that Pjazi longed to run a finger along and feel his heartbeat through.
She wanted that foot in her hand to be scared and curled but unable to do a thing as she prodded it and did her best to bite it. She was already imagining all kind of things she could do that to pretty, pretty foot and she would do them until the man who it belonged to begged her to stop and then she'd keep going until he begged her for more. She licked her lips and wondered about the taste, would she wash it first she wondered? Maybe oil it? Buff it with a fluffy towel until it was so pink and inviting she'd just have kiss it until he was in tears?
Looking up to Lon'qu's face she saw that blush on the man's face and the way he was pointing at her chest with such urgency finally. She wondered about what kind of tactic her new toy was trying to do but the a gust of wind licking at her tit made her look down and see what he was trying to indicate to her. She sneered at her one exposed breast but couldn't help but like the way it made the man react. Reaching over she pulled down the strap on her bra and let the other one flop out to make Lon'qu recoil. She stepped towards him and he let his blade fall from his hands as the man hid his face in his hands.
"Your cheating now, you y-you..."
Pjazi didn't let him finish, scooping Lon'qu right off his feet and up into a big bear hug that pinned his arms to his sides. He struggled there and tried to pull away but her forearms were bigger than his thighs and she easily overpowered him. He kicked his legs in her arm trying to wriggle free but he couldn't do a thing as the massive woman buried her nose in his hair and smelled the crown of the gynophobe's head.
"Mmmm, your just so adorable. Your coming home with me as a prize for sure." She said as Lon'qu struggled in her arms and tried to wriggle free. The feeling of her taking such a huge whiff of his hair made the normally stern looking man flush himself so red that he feared he might catch fire. "So very warm too, yeeeees. I'll keep you in my sleeping bag for cold nights on the mountains and you'll keep me nice and toasty~"
Lon'qu wanted to protest but the massive woman buried his face in between her colossal breasts so deeply that he was struggling to breathe. Nobody in the coliseum objected when she walked out with him as after all, who even could? Lon'qu wriggled there until he lost consciousness from lack of air.
When the man came too later it was to all enveloping warmth and tightness. It was as if the man was in a fluffy tomb and...yep, he was naked now too. If he craned his neck, he could just see some light over his shoulder that seemed to imply he was in some kind of tight fur lined sleeping bag. There was no way for him to know he was in Pjazi's tent out on the Steppe at night. The giant woman had brought him out heree to put him though her personal humiliation ritual that had never failed to break a pet for her. He had been put into it the wrong way too as his handsome tens protruded from the face hole. His whole body pinkened as he felt huge hands palm his feet and start working something into their soles.
"Hnnnnnghh...o-oil?" Was all that Lon'qu managed to stammer out as the massive hands worked the warm liquid into the soles of his feet. They couldn't help themselves and gave the feet the occasional little poke or stroke that made Lon'qu squirm inside the sleeping sack. His hands were bound behind his back and so all he could really do as his feet were pampered against his will was nuzzle into the warm fur of the bag and try and keep himself from whimpering. He heard a plastic bottle being squeezed and more warm oil was glooped onto his helpless feet that that massive hands worked into his skin.
He lost track of time as the hands just kept working the warm liquid in deeper and deeper into the soles but finally the bottle was squeezed and made no noise, signalling that the oil was at an end. Lon'qu heard a partial zip behind him as Pjazi cracked the tent just enough to let the cold air of the night start to spill in. He didn't have much time to wonder about that though as the sleeping bags opening was stretched wide by those still oily hands. The giant climbed into the bag with haste and made sure to hold Lon'qu down as she did it. He grunted as he realized the massive woman was naked but every thought in his head soon emptied out as she let the furry insides of the sleeping bag crush him into her chest and keep him there.
Trapped in a tight sack with his naked body pressed against the similarly unclothed form of a woman who could lift him with one hand. All Lon'qu could do was squirm as those massive hands cupped his buttocks and pulled him yet closer against her. She purred at the feeling of his uncomfortable writhing and couldn't wait for the next part of this to take effect. It started slowly, as Lon'qu feet outside the bag were still warm from the oil but that wouldn't last. Pjazi held him still, atop her and took the occasional hard squeeze of his peachy rump just to amuse herself.
Finally the cold air started to creep in and make Lon'qu's feet tingle with its touch. The man could only grimace as little gusts blew across his sensitized soles, making him curl his toes. It wasn't anywhere near tight enough as soon that creeping cold got beneath his toes and made it feel to the man as if impossibly small fingers were teasing the skin there. He tried to pull his legs in from the hole but Pjazi simply put one huge hand in to prop his knees up and keep them there. With no way to get his feet away from the gentle molestation of the cold all Lon'qu could do was try and cuddle his way into his captors hard muscles. The feeling of the Gynophobe desperately trying to warm himself against her after being so prickly before made Pjazi smile wide and so she pulled him closer.
Lon'qu's mind was racing with contradictions, the cold was teasing his soft and sensitive feet but inside the bag his whole body was aflame and yet he still sought more?! He tried to look up at Pjazi as if he could actually see the evil woman's face in his dark and furry prison. Instead he got a face full of one of her giant breasts and she pulled him up closer still to muffe his blushing face into it. Lon'qu wanted to scream but opening his mouth just filled it with breast as he couldn't help but feel that fingers of pure cold were painting his helpless soles. In reality it was just the cold stimulating his hyper-sensitized nerves, coupled with how much the contact with the woman was overwhelming his senses.
Still, as he breathed deep of the smell of Pjazi as she started to sweat from how much heat his body was giving off all he could think of was the woman who towered over him and who now held him to her breasts. He tried to cry out but all that filled his mouth was more of her breast and before he knew it he was biting down on it to try and not squeal like a child as the cold started to tingle at his toes. In his mind, someone was out there tapping each of the digits so frustratingly lightly that he wanted to scream for them to stop but all he could do was sweat and pull further into Pjazi's grip. His biting at her tit was exciting the giant and so she buried her face in his hair and started nibbling at the crown of his head.
Lon'qu wanted to beg her, pull his feet in and let those big hands of hers warm them up. He'd do anything she wanted in exchange, he'd be her slave but all he could do was suck tit and tear up as his mind conjured an image of a gentle woman out there with an ice cold touch poking a finger between his toes and tingling their deepest crevices to drive him out of his mind. His cock was at full mast and had settled into the groove between the woman's rock hard abdominals, he didn't want to but as he writhed atop her the muscles pumped his cock and desperate for warmth he let them.
If Lon'qu could talk right now, he would have been babbling for the woman to let him into the bag. To let his poor feet in and to let him warm them, he was already hers and she knew it but she was a sadist. She didn't want a slave, she wanted a pet and so she left his feet out there for his own mind to continue to ravage with his fantasies. He imagined a nose dragging down his sole and inhaling his misery while inside the warm bag a thick finger pressed against the opening of his asshole and started to force its way in. Lon'qu would have screamed but all he could do was bury his face in that massive breast and continue to be muffled by it.
His brain raced with the idea of painted blue nails so lightly stroking his soles as the cold teased him and with a thick cock made of heat alone forcing its way up his ass to have him sweat. Pjazi sweat too, and so she had to hold her man atop her with one arm lest he slip away and get lost in the fluff of the sleeping bag. She liked him on top and the way his slutty waist felt with her arm around it was also nice. She adjust her slippery little charge until he was nice and secure. Then once that was done she reached down and took him by his chin, enjoying the tiny bit of resistance he still managed before she forced him to face her and look in her eyes.
She brought her face down and crushed her lips to his and let her tongue take what she wanted. Outside the bag, Lon'qu's toes curled but that didn't save them in his mind he was still inaginging wicked nails slipping beneath them all the same and sliding their evil points so ghostly soft over the ridge of his foot. His eyes started to water as Pjazi forced her way into him from two different openings and all he could think of was just the wind on his feet! When she broke the kiss he was gasping for air as he was at the point where he'd forgotten his nose was for anything but filling his brain with the scent of the giant.
"Call me your mommy~"
Just hearing a woman tell him that would have normally made Lon'qu recoil as if he'd been struck. Now though, his mind had been almost flushed clean by all of this so all he could do was let out a low volume growl of..."M-Mommy..." Just as she'd asked of him. She laughed, loudly enough to make the man wince and that earned him the finger in his ass gaining a partner. He balled his hands into fists as he felt the second one pushed up inside him but all he could do was grunt and cuddle more against the woman's muscles.
"What a good little pet you are...your just too cute to be left alone. Now beg me to bring those pretty feet of yours in here and warm them up. I think from how sweaty you've gotten you can attest to the fact that I can get you nice and toasty."
Lon'qu was about to do just as she said, so desperate was he to get his poor cold feet in to the warm but he knew this was a trap. He felt he was dangerously close to this becoming his new reality and so he tried to keep quiet. This just meant that Pjazi leaned in and blew in his ear, a steady stream of cold air that from start to finish that had the man shivering even as he kept on sweating right there on top of her. When she finished and asked him once more, he nodded with sweat sliding off his face and onto her chest as he did so. Her hand hand reached down and ran its rough fingers through his hair as she scratched at his scalp.
"Good, pet." Was all that she said before she reached past him to grab his ankles. His poor cold feet were pulled into the bag. She shifted just enough that she could lay Lon'qu on his stomach and pull those feet of his close to her chest. He could feel the heat coming off her already and when she pressed those soles to her abs he hissed out gratitude that he hoped she couldn't understand. The reassuring pat on his ass though made him think she got what he meant all too well, he wiggled as she stuck a finger between his cheeks to give a quick tickle to his stretched hole.
She was back to the feet in short order though, running those massive hands over them. Had she just clenched those hands of hers around the feet she would have palmed them except for Lon'qu's long toes but she wanted to save those little piggies for when she made the man beg her. For now she ran her hands over the soles and did her massage out the lingering cold from the feet as she smirked at the man just melting next to her.
"Tell me your enjoying this my little piggy. Tell your mama how in these hands of hers are where these silly peds were made to be."
Lon'qu stayed silent as that face of his managed to get even redder but when he heard the zipper of the bag open and she put his feet up just enough to let the cold air blow over his toes, he just short of shrieked.
"Th-that's right...they we-were made to fit into your hands..m-mo-mother..."
Pjazi beamed and leaned in to nip the pads of one of those chilly toes, an action that Lon'qu didn't even have the energy to react to at this point. He simply slumped forward in his bonds, having become a spongy pile of meat that had nothing left for reactions but to grimace.
"Good boy, now lets get you comfy..." Was the last thing he remembered hearing before his mind got too overwhelmed to comprehend language.
When Pjazi's men checked in on her tent the next day they cackled at the state of it. That special bag of hers was unzipped and they found Lon'qu in there, upside down with his toes in their bosses mouth. His face completely obscured as her own massive feet were pressed over it. The fur of the bag was matter with seed they knew he'd spilled against his will and they knew from experience that his were going to be the hands that cleaned them back to pristine in the wash basin. Pjazi would be merciless and he'd have to do it in her massive lap, if he was lucky she'd leave him to it and not chew on his ear to make it harder.
In the next few battles, the sight of the once proud arena fighter wearing only shorts and gladiator sandals and fighting alongside Pjazi, spooked more than a few opponents. The sight of the leash around his neck that was attached to her wrist though made the more attractive of her male opponents fight all the harder though, fearing what would become of them if they lost.
It didn't help them.
The swordsman of few words tightened his grip on his blade. He wasn't exactly undefeated, he'd been beaten before, however he wasn't planning to waste his breath saying anything. The gate of the arena opened and a figure that was to be his opponent hunched over to get through. He'd never seen somebody of that size, they were big enough to palm his face with one hand if they chose. Lon'qu at his full height would only be up to their chest and if they wanted they could rest those huge pecs on his head and...and...
Lon'qu flushed as he realized it, those were no pectorals. They were a pair of huge breasts that matched the huge woman who now stood in the arena with him wielding an axe that was larger than he was. She took a step forward and the very earth beneath her sandalled foot cracked under the weight. Lon'qu swallowed as she looked down at him hungrily, not out of fear as he'd faced dragons and other opponents that had towered over him before but due to his fear of the opposite sex. Though he supposed those dragons might have been women too now that he thought on it and oh gods that was a whole new level for his fear he'd just blundered into wasn't it-
The mighty woman swung her axe down at him and trapped in his own thoughts, Lon'qu just barely managed to dodge in time. The axe blade caught the very edge of his boot and was so close that it actually sliced off one of the buckles on the footwear. Lon'qu took a step or two with the boot loose and frowned at how much of a liability it had become. Stepping free of the boot he looked to his opponent and blushed even redder than before. The giant woman was well endowed, with a chest bigger than Lon'qu's head and one of her breasts had slipped from her top as she'd swung her weapon. Lon'qu hid his face in one hand and tried to awkwardly point at the woman to tell her without speaking but she wasn't looking at his face.
No, the giant Pjazi was looking down at that one of Lon'qu's socked feet that was now free of its boot. Hidden in a sheer sock, the black clad tootsies was calling to her and the way it's toes wiggled there in the sand made her purr. It looked to be a modest size 10 but to a woman her size it might as well have been a dolls foot, able to be palmed in one hand. She stepped forward to the man and he shuffled back awkwardly. She watched the foot as he took that step and studied closely how the little grains of dirt stuck to the pretty sock along the man's shapely arch. There was the faintest curve to the foot that Pjazi longed to run a finger along and feel his heartbeat through.
She wanted that foot in her hand to be scared and curled but unable to do a thing as she prodded it and did her best to bite it. She was already imagining all kind of things she could do that to pretty, pretty foot and she would do them until the man who it belonged to begged her to stop and then she'd keep going until he begged her for more. She licked her lips and wondered about the taste, would she wash it first she wondered? Maybe oil it? Buff it with a fluffy towel until it was so pink and inviting she'd just have kiss it until he was in tears?
Looking up to Lon'qu's face she saw that blush on the man's face and the way he was pointing at her chest with such urgency finally. She wondered about what kind of tactic her new toy was trying to do but the a gust of wind licking at her tit made her look down and see what he was trying to indicate to her. She sneered at her one exposed breast but couldn't help but like the way it made the man react. Reaching over she pulled down the strap on her bra and let the other one flop out to make Lon'qu recoil. She stepped towards him and he let his blade fall from his hands as the man hid his face in his hands.
"Your cheating now, you y-you..."
Pjazi didn't let him finish, scooping Lon'qu right off his feet and up into a big bear hug that pinned his arms to his sides. He struggled there and tried to pull away but her forearms were bigger than his thighs and she easily overpowered him. He kicked his legs in her arm trying to wriggle free but he couldn't do a thing as the massive woman buried her nose in his hair and smelled the crown of the gynophobe's head.
"Mmmm, your just so adorable. Your coming home with me as a prize for sure." She said as Lon'qu struggled in her arms and tried to wriggle free. The feeling of her taking such a huge whiff of his hair made the normally stern looking man flush himself so red that he feared he might catch fire. "So very warm too, yeeeees. I'll keep you in my sleeping bag for cold nights on the mountains and you'll keep me nice and toasty~"
Lon'qu wanted to protest but the massive woman buried his face in between her colossal breasts so deeply that he was struggling to breathe. Nobody in the coliseum objected when she walked out with him as after all, who even could? Lon'qu wriggled there until he lost consciousness from lack of air.
When the man came too later it was to all enveloping warmth and tightness. It was as if the man was in a fluffy tomb and...yep, he was naked now too. If he craned his neck, he could just see some light over his shoulder that seemed to imply he was in some kind of tight fur lined sleeping bag. There was no way for him to know he was in Pjazi's tent out on the Steppe at night. The giant woman had brought him out heree to put him though her personal humiliation ritual that had never failed to break a pet for her. He had been put into it the wrong way too as his handsome tens protruded from the face hole. His whole body pinkened as he felt huge hands palm his feet and start working something into their soles.
"Hnnnnnghh...o-oil?" Was all that Lon'qu managed to stammer out as the massive hands worked the warm liquid into the soles of his feet. They couldn't help themselves and gave the feet the occasional little poke or stroke that made Lon'qu squirm inside the sleeping sack. His hands were bound behind his back and so all he could really do as his feet were pampered against his will was nuzzle into the warm fur of the bag and try and keep himself from whimpering. He heard a plastic bottle being squeezed and more warm oil was glooped onto his helpless feet that that massive hands worked into his skin.
He lost track of time as the hands just kept working the warm liquid in deeper and deeper into the soles but finally the bottle was squeezed and made no noise, signalling that the oil was at an end. Lon'qu heard a partial zip behind him as Pjazi cracked the tent just enough to let the cold air of the night start to spill in. He didn't have much time to wonder about that though as the sleeping bags opening was stretched wide by those still oily hands. The giant climbed into the bag with haste and made sure to hold Lon'qu down as she did it. He grunted as he realized the massive woman was naked but every thought in his head soon emptied out as she let the furry insides of the sleeping bag crush him into her chest and keep him there.
Trapped in a tight sack with his naked body pressed against the similarly unclothed form of a woman who could lift him with one hand. All Lon'qu could do was squirm as those massive hands cupped his buttocks and pulled him yet closer against her. She purred at the feeling of his uncomfortable writhing and couldn't wait for the next part of this to take effect. It started slowly, as Lon'qu feet outside the bag were still warm from the oil but that wouldn't last. Pjazi held him still, atop her and took the occasional hard squeeze of his peachy rump just to amuse herself.
Finally the cold air started to creep in and make Lon'qu's feet tingle with its touch. The man could only grimace as little gusts blew across his sensitized soles, making him curl his toes. It wasn't anywhere near tight enough as soon that creeping cold got beneath his toes and made it feel to the man as if impossibly small fingers were teasing the skin there. He tried to pull his legs in from the hole but Pjazi simply put one huge hand in to prop his knees up and keep them there. With no way to get his feet away from the gentle molestation of the cold all Lon'qu could do was try and cuddle his way into his captors hard muscles. The feeling of the Gynophobe desperately trying to warm himself against her after being so prickly before made Pjazi smile wide and so she pulled him closer.
Lon'qu's mind was racing with contradictions, the cold was teasing his soft and sensitive feet but inside the bag his whole body was aflame and yet he still sought more?! He tried to look up at Pjazi as if he could actually see the evil woman's face in his dark and furry prison. Instead he got a face full of one of her giant breasts and she pulled him up closer still to muffe his blushing face into it. Lon'qu wanted to scream but opening his mouth just filled it with breast as he couldn't help but feel that fingers of pure cold were painting his helpless soles. In reality it was just the cold stimulating his hyper-sensitized nerves, coupled with how much the contact with the woman was overwhelming his senses.
Still, as he breathed deep of the smell of Pjazi as she started to sweat from how much heat his body was giving off all he could think of was the woman who towered over him and who now held him to her breasts. He tried to cry out but all that filled his mouth was more of her breast and before he knew it he was biting down on it to try and not squeal like a child as the cold started to tingle at his toes. In his mind, someone was out there tapping each of the digits so frustratingly lightly that he wanted to scream for them to stop but all he could do was sweat and pull further into Pjazi's grip. His biting at her tit was exciting the giant and so she buried her face in his hair and started nibbling at the crown of his head.
Lon'qu wanted to beg her, pull his feet in and let those big hands of hers warm them up. He'd do anything she wanted in exchange, he'd be her slave but all he could do was suck tit and tear up as his mind conjured an image of a gentle woman out there with an ice cold touch poking a finger between his toes and tingling their deepest crevices to drive him out of his mind. His cock was at full mast and had settled into the groove between the woman's rock hard abdominals, he didn't want to but as he writhed atop her the muscles pumped his cock and desperate for warmth he let them.
If Lon'qu could talk right now, he would have been babbling for the woman to let him into the bag. To let his poor feet in and to let him warm them, he was already hers and she knew it but she was a sadist. She didn't want a slave, she wanted a pet and so she left his feet out there for his own mind to continue to ravage with his fantasies. He imagined a nose dragging down his sole and inhaling his misery while inside the warm bag a thick finger pressed against the opening of his asshole and started to force its way in. Lon'qu would have screamed but all he could do was bury his face in that massive breast and continue to be muffled by it.
His brain raced with the idea of painted blue nails so lightly stroking his soles as the cold teased him and with a thick cock made of heat alone forcing its way up his ass to have him sweat. Pjazi sweat too, and so she had to hold her man atop her with one arm lest he slip away and get lost in the fluff of the sleeping bag. She liked him on top and the way his slutty waist felt with her arm around it was also nice. She adjust her slippery little charge until he was nice and secure. Then once that was done she reached down and took him by his chin, enjoying the tiny bit of resistance he still managed before she forced him to face her and look in her eyes.
She brought her face down and crushed her lips to his and let her tongue take what she wanted. Outside the bag, Lon'qu's toes curled but that didn't save them in his mind he was still inaginging wicked nails slipping beneath them all the same and sliding their evil points so ghostly soft over the ridge of his foot. His eyes started to water as Pjazi forced her way into him from two different openings and all he could think of was just the wind on his feet! When she broke the kiss he was gasping for air as he was at the point where he'd forgotten his nose was for anything but filling his brain with the scent of the giant.
"Call me your mommy~"
Just hearing a woman tell him that would have normally made Lon'qu recoil as if he'd been struck. Now though, his mind had been almost flushed clean by all of this so all he could do was let out a low volume growl of..."M-Mommy..." Just as she'd asked of him. She laughed, loudly enough to make the man wince and that earned him the finger in his ass gaining a partner. He balled his hands into fists as he felt the second one pushed up inside him but all he could do was grunt and cuddle more against the woman's muscles.
"What a good little pet you are...your just too cute to be left alone. Now beg me to bring those pretty feet of yours in here and warm them up. I think from how sweaty you've gotten you can attest to the fact that I can get you nice and toasty."
Lon'qu was about to do just as she said, so desperate was he to get his poor cold feet in to the warm but he knew this was a trap. He felt he was dangerously close to this becoming his new reality and so he tried to keep quiet. This just meant that Pjazi leaned in and blew in his ear, a steady stream of cold air that from start to finish that had the man shivering even as he kept on sweating right there on top of her. When she finished and asked him once more, he nodded with sweat sliding off his face and onto her chest as he did so. Her hand hand reached down and ran its rough fingers through his hair as she scratched at his scalp.
"Good, pet." Was all that she said before she reached past him to grab his ankles. His poor cold feet were pulled into the bag. She shifted just enough that she could lay Lon'qu on his stomach and pull those feet of his close to her chest. He could feel the heat coming off her already and when she pressed those soles to her abs he hissed out gratitude that he hoped she couldn't understand. The reassuring pat on his ass though made him think she got what he meant all too well, he wiggled as she stuck a finger between his cheeks to give a quick tickle to his stretched hole.
She was back to the feet in short order though, running those massive hands over them. Had she just clenched those hands of hers around the feet she would have palmed them except for Lon'qu's long toes but she wanted to save those little piggies for when she made the man beg her. For now she ran her hands over the soles and did her massage out the lingering cold from the feet as she smirked at the man just melting next to her.
"Tell me your enjoying this my little piggy. Tell your mama how in these hands of hers are where these silly peds were made to be."
Lon'qu stayed silent as that face of his managed to get even redder but when he heard the zipper of the bag open and she put his feet up just enough to let the cold air blow over his toes, he just short of shrieked.
"Th-that's right...they we-were made to fit into your hands..m-mo-mother..."
Pjazi beamed and leaned in to nip the pads of one of those chilly toes, an action that Lon'qu didn't even have the energy to react to at this point. He simply slumped forward in his bonds, having become a spongy pile of meat that had nothing left for reactions but to grimace.
"Good boy, now lets get you comfy..." Was the last thing he remembered hearing before his mind got too overwhelmed to comprehend language.
When Pjazi's men checked in on her tent the next day they cackled at the state of it. That special bag of hers was unzipped and they found Lon'qu in there, upside down with his toes in their bosses mouth. His face completely obscured as her own massive feet were pressed over it. The fur of the bag was matter with seed they knew he'd spilled against his will and they knew from experience that his were going to be the hands that cleaned them back to pristine in the wash basin. Pjazi would be merciless and he'd have to do it in her massive lap, if he was lucky she'd leave him to it and not chew on his ear to make it harder.
In the next few battles, the sight of the once proud arena fighter wearing only shorts and gladiator sandals and fighting alongside Pjazi, spooked more than a few opponents. The sight of the leash around his neck that was attached to her wrist though made the more attractive of her male opponents fight all the harder though, fearing what would become of them if they lost.
It didn't help them.
