Oysters

03/03/2020

Oysters

..he followed her into the living room where she Instructed him to turn

around. She carefully placed the handcuffs on him and squeezed them tight,

when he complained that they were a little too tight, she smiled squeezed

them a little tighter and said...relax. She then produced a colorful scarf

and proceeded to bind his feet. Sitting him down on the couch she turned

and said she would be right back, then quickly disappeared into the

kitchen. Opening the fridge she took out some butter, her cocktail sauce,

and some horseradish. She put half a stick of butter in a sauce pan and put

it on low, opened the horseradish and mixed a tablespoon in with the

cocktail sauce. She then opened the fridge got a lemon and sliced it into

wedges, her mouth starting to water with anticipation. She looked at the

parring knife in her hand, washed it, then placed it back into the block

and removed the long butcherknife. This one always got there attention and

made them think twice about trying anything.

She put it down by her side and returned to the living room.

He was still sitting on the couch and she could tell by the look on his

face that the little mickey she had slipped him was already starting to

take affect. She sat down beside his naked form and he smiled at her, she

smiled back then bought the knife within inches of his manhood. His eyes

grew wide as the smile ran from her face.. ..do exactly as I tell you and

you wont get hurt. He mumbled a barely audible ..okay, as she smiled once

more putting her bare foot on his side and shoving him to the floor, get on

your knees. She layed back on the couch and got comfortable as he awkwardly

got to his knees infront of her, she raised her right foot in front of his

face and said.. ...open.

He slowly opened his mouth and she placed her toes in, he started to suck

on her big toe but she kept pushing until all her toes were in his mouth,

she continued to push until a third of her foot was in his mouth. He

stopped sucking and started to gag, but she glanced up from her mail and

gave him a stern look at which point he continued to suck on her foot.

After going through her mail she pulled her foot out and sat up, she looked

at him and could visably see that he was already a couple Inches smaller

and shrinking. She sat back and watched as the serum took affect, it never

ceased to amaze her how quickly it could shrink a man down to any size she

wanted. The last one had made a nice roast that she had in a variety of

ways all week long.

Within minutes he was laying in front of her a mere three inches tall, the

cuffs and scarf surrounding him. Momentarily stunned at his surroundings

and this gargantuan woman before him, he got up and tried to run only to be

scooped up into her hands. Not so fast little man, the last course of

dinner is comming up. She walked into the kitchen and placed him in a large

mixing bowl, to keep him from getting away and making her chase him down.

She opened the fridge and removed a tray full of oysters that she had

opened that morning, before work. She took the butter off the stove and

placed it in a decorative bowl, which she placed on the tray with the

oysters. She put the cocktail sauce on the tray, stuck her finger in it and

tasted it with an audible smack of her lips, as she smiled at him and

said...perfect. She then picked up a lemon, squeezed it on the oyster in

the center of the tray, picked it up and noisly slurped it down. There..

..we have to make room for you, she cooed. She then scooped him out of the

bowl and placed him in the shell in the center of the tray, turned, opened

a drawer and removed a little seafood fork which she placed on the tray

before carrying it out to the diningroom table. She placed the tray on the

table, turned and put on a cd by Sade..there,a little music for dinner. She

sat down in front of him and told him.. ..I wanted to thank you for

pleaseing me all week you were wonderful, but im afraid our time is over,

besides this is the real reason I let you come visit.

So just try to relax and enjoy the experience, because your nothing more

then food now. With that she picked up the fork and dug one of the oysters

out of its shell, dipped it in butter and cocktail sauce, opened her mouth

and placed it on her waiting tongue. She chewed it a few times swallowed,

then smiled at him.

She slowly started working her way through the oysters while flipping

through a magazine that had come in the mail. After the fifth oyster he

started to visably shake.. ..Please he begged..dont do this...I wont tell

anyone. She looked at him, visably annoyed.. ..Hey ...Im trying to enjoy my

dinner in peace.. ..now unless you want me to eat you a..bite..at a time..

...I suggest you shut up..geesh..some people are so rude. She then burped,

looked at him and said..excuse me. She then picked up the last

oyster..stuck the fork in it, dipped it into the butter ..then the cocktail

sauce..looked at him, and leisurely placed it on her tongue chewing it

slowly and swallowing it, her eyes never leaving him. She was clearly

enjoying the power she held over him, making him suffer till the last

moment. He layed there, surrounded by empty oyster shells as she read her

magazine for a few minutes. She finally pushed the magazine aside, gave

another little burp, looked at him and ran her tongue slowly across the

front of her teeth.

...without a word she picked up the shell he ws in..in one hand,

the little fork in the other..His heart started to pound as she looked at

him licked her lips, then slowly and deliberately stuck the fork into him

and scooped him out of the shell. He twisted on the fork in Intense pain as

she dunked him in the butter and swirled him around, she pulled him out and

as he tried to catch his breath, dipped him Into the cocktail sauce.

Dripping in butter and covered in cocktail sauce.. ..he could barely see as

she picked up a lemon and squeezed it over him.

She looked him over one last time, smiled, then opened her mouth wide and

placed him on her waiting tongue. He looked up as she opened her mouth and

watched as her tongue came out to accept him,and her lips closed around him

leaving him in total darkness.

He lay on her tongue as it started to salivate heavily from the over all

taste of him covered in butter and sauce,she crushed him to the roof of her

mouth for a moment tasting him, before pushing him effortlessly over on to

her back teeth. She bit down

on him, her teeth easily cutting Into his body, as she enjoyed the taste of

his blood as it blended with the sauce. She chewed him once more then

pushed his mangled body to the back of her throat and...swallowed. Still

conscious but unable to move, he helplessly slid down her throat into her

stomach, which was already at work digesting the oysters that preceeded

him. He lay there in the chewed, digesting mass and started to thrash in

pain as her digestive juices started to work on him. She felt him move

slightly in her stomach, took a sip of wine, and gave one last little

burp... before returning to her magazine.

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