The Smooth Black: Part 13


Posted by lbh on February 13, 2003 at 18:41:58:

The Smooth Black: Part 13
As Mixer finished the latest series formulas a rack raised from the center of the mixing table, where she began to load the various sized beekers and vials. When finished she lowered it back into the table where mechanisms within and beneath it sent them to where they would be needed. No sooner had these disappeared when other empty containers rose to to take their place and a small computer screen scrolled a list of the next series of formulas that would be needed. By now she knew each chemical composition in an almost second nature but to her growing horror she had forgotten her own and most of her life before coming to this, and she feared that that very soon she would become the mindless drone that Madam Hatter had created her to be. ************************************************** At one time the woman that Mixer had been was a very talented biochemist working for one of Madam's companies. Madam Hatter had been impressed with her work but became more interested in her when a lower employee, in an effort to further her own career, told of an incident at one of her former College days involving several fellow students, some untested drugs and a strange weekend where at the end the Dean asked her to leave the school. Soon using her resources Madam was able discover that she still indulged in such "pass times" and had become alot more careful since, she seemed perfect for what Madam wanted. ************************************************** One Friday afternoon she was invited to one of Madam Hatter's intown penthouses for a discussion of "her future". She wore a respectable buisness suit and was shocked when Madam greeted her clad in a black silk robe and tall highheels. As she sat in her office Madam waisted no time, she stood behind her and spread out a series of pictures of herself engaged in her twisted S&M games. She could say nothing and sat there mortified as she stared down at them, wondering how she had gotten them but even more, wondering what "this" was all about. Not blackmail, for money anyway, Madam's attire suggested something else however. ************************************************** Madam Hatter drank in her embarassment a moment longer, glad that atleast she the sence not to fumble for some half assed lie or explanation. Finally she walked around to her side and wispered into her ear, "Quite interesting....for an amature. But ofcourse you have not had the practice or advantages that I've had." Madam walked around the desk, again enjoying her confussion, "Fear not. This is no moral judgment or some threat for sexual favors, though I won't mind "having you" , no this is the best offer you will ever get." Madam opened a cubboard in the desk and took out a silver tray with a silver cover on it and placed it before her. ************************************************** Madam smiled as she could only stare down at it, "What I offer you today is the chance learn from me the ability to create such Dark Wonders that would make those images infront of you pale in comparison. If you have the wisdom to except ofcourse?" She began to reach for the cover of the dish only to have Madam lay her fingers on it, "Before you look remember....once you have seen what is under there there is no turning back. One way or another you will be forever with me. And by the way....how I became aware of your activities was from a conversation with that snotty secritary of yours....Emily was her name.... I think she thought it would get her somewhere." With that Madam removed her fingers. ************************************************** She stared down at the tray a moment longer wondering what might be under the cover, maybe pictures of Emily in some simular "trouble" , maybe Emily's severed fingers, she was afraid but excited aswell and in the end she wanted...no needed to know. She removed the cover and gasped as she saw the 4" inch tall Emily laying naked and unconscious on the tray. "A figurine" she thought at first but saw as the tiny chest moved with her breathing, she looked up to Madam Hatter, "Oh she is real." she said as she took something from the desk drawer. She reached out with one finger and poked her tiny breasts which jiggled then rose up with a deep breath as Emily awoke. She sat up and looked down at herself realizing she was naked then up at the Giantess her employer had become, she screamed and scrambled backward on her arms and legs off of the tray onto the desk. Almost mezmerized she reached for the tiny form only to have the tip of a double edged dagger drive into the wood between her fingers and Emily's legs. ************************************************** As Emily screamed at the appearence of the second "Giantess" Madam Hatter slid the flat of the blade up her wrist to her sleve, as she walked back to her side Madam sliced into the clothe, the razorkeen edge cutting the sleve open, leaving her skin untouched. Again Madam whispered into her ear, "No no, just watch her, see what she has become." cutting more off her clothes as she spoke. Emily screamed up to them asking what had happened to her, as she stepped forward her feet stepped upon the pictures, she looked down and and screamed with new terror at these atrocities and ran blindly across the desk. "Amazing isn't it, how a mere desk has become as a mountain prison to her." she heard Madam whisper as she distantly felt more of her clothing being cut from her. Emily tripped over the blotter and fell face first, as she pulled herself to her feet her hands met a paperclip, she picked it up and stared, finally realizing what had happened to her. "Even now she is only begining to realize what has happened to her. But even more wonderous is to watch as they dwindle, aware of what is happening to them, their eyes widening as they realize what is being taken from them. And all the time you know how much you can still take from them." ************************************************** As Emily ran and hid behind Madam's Coffee She stood up and faced Madam, the shreds of her clothing falling to the floor, the blade cut her panties free and she stood naked before her, she tried to reach up and kiss Madam only to have the tip of the dagger lay flat against her lips, "I offer to share my wealth, my power, my wonders with you, to teach you all my secrets.....all I ask is that you swear yourself to me." To Madam's joy she knew exactly what to do, he tongue came from between her lips, sliding up one side of the the blade over the tip and down the other, deeply cutting it. Madam lowered the blade and kissed her passionately, drinking her blood in. Madam licked her lips and smiled then looked over to Emily who stared in horror at the twisted scene. She used the blade of the dagger to slide the cup to one side, her hiding place gone Emily began to run for the phone, maybe to slide down the cord, Madam slapped her tiny ass with the flat of the blade, driving her to the blotter, then drove the blades tip into the blotter just a quarter inch infront of her head. This caused her to freeze long enough for Madam to scoop her up. ************************************************** "The first thing I wish to teach you is control." Madam said as she held the squirming woman up infront of her new apprentices lips. Emily pleaded in incoherent sobs only to see the huge lips curl into a smile, the wounded tongue licked saliva and blood over her tiny head and breasts. "Put her in your mouth." Madam said with a wicked smile, paniced Emily pushed at lips and teeth with her hands in vain, the tongue merely brushing them aside. Soon Emily's upper body inside her mouth as the tiny legs kicked frantically from her lips, Madam Hatter spoke loudly so she could hear over the small shrieks in her mouth, "Now let us see if you can enjoy her cries and my 'attentions' without biting her in half." As she said this Madam's hand slipped between legs, her fingers into her pussy. ************************************************** As Madam began to massage her she stepped closer and slid her own tongue between Emily's flailing legs needing her tiny sex, causing her to kick harder. As Madam's fingers worked upon her and she watched her tongue's tip drive itself into the tiny orifice and heard and felt the small thing in her mouth, she began to moan loudly, her own tongue pressed the tiny figure up top the roof of her mouth, straining the tiny back, and slid side to side over her breasts, her mouth became wet and Emily's screams began to gurgle with the flood of moisture. *************************************************** Finally as Madam brought both of them to orgasm it took all of her strength not to bite down, still her teeth closed down slightly, she heard Emily's scream reach it's height and felt one of her ribs crack. Finally as her last orgasm took her she gasped out and Emily fell to Madam's waiting palm. She looked on expectently as Madam Hatter inspected the small wimpering form curled in her hand, she drew a nail lightly over scarlet tooth mark on her waist, "Hmmmm ....well not bad I suppose, for a first attempt." She smiled and walked up close to her new Mistress and drew her own finger over the quivering form. ************************************************** As she once recalled the rest of that weekend was quite was surprizingly intimate for she and Madam Hatter, no other of Madam's wonders, none of the black rubber, it was only them naked in the silk sheets of the penthouse, making love as Emily crawled over their flesh. In time Madam shared much secrets and works, showing her depravities she could have never dreamed of. She had loved it so, having such power over the ones they had made small together. Then because of her own stupidity it all ended and she became "This". ************************************************** As Mixer looked over the latest list of formula's she realized that Madam Hatter was involved in some lengthy projects and would not be back for a while. She looked over to where Madam had left Dina and Tina bound to each other, and thought it odd that Madam leave them here for such a long time unattended, they were near the edge of the table, possibly trying to find a way off or contemplating jumping to their deaths, either way they didn't seem interested in begging her for help. Hose could come back at any time to check on them, but she had learned how to tell when she was coming. She was sure she had time to play with her "Last Toy". TO BE CONTINUED