Again it has been too long since I posted or did any updates but this will all change. I have moved to My new playspace in Sandy Springs and have had several pleasant sessions.

I love my new condo. It is located in a very nice area accessible by several major highways. I am still equipping my playspace so any dungeon furniture builders out there feel free to contact Me for ways you can contribute to this special project.

Until next time…Assume the position!

Greetings one and all,

once again it has been too long since I have been in contact with you. I am in the process of moving to a new location to live and work. I am working with my little pet, jason to get some additional stories, pics and videos posted onto the blog as well as My regular website. It is late in the evening, I am tired and I still have to put the playspace together so that I can work. Will be updating you soon.

It has been too long since I last posted. I really do not want this site to become dead or full of fluff and BS. I am in the process of moving to a new, more sophisticated location, started classes this week and I am operating on ALL cylinders. ALL of these things will make for a more fulfilling experience with Me.

A new, better equipped playspace in a nicer more discreet area. Yes, My as well as those visiting Me, your safety and well being come first. It was a bit of a transition and culture shock in My current location but I should be out of here within the next two weeks.

What is NOT to love about an educated Domme. I am taking 3 psychology classes one of them including human sexuality. These should make for some interesting postings in the near future.

My little pet will be posting an updated story soon. Until we “read” again assume the position!

Hello all,

I am glad to see that the response to My blog on Giantess Fetish is doing so well. I have My little pet j. reed working on more stories. I will be adding some pictures and videos soon.

Several Links have been added today:

Niteflirt: This is where you can have a telephone or webcam session with Me. NEW callers to Niteflirt get three free minutes. Also if you use Me as a referral I get a bonus, YET another way to tribute to your Goddess’ wellbeing.

MyFlirtStore: This is where you can purchase pics, videos, stories and my messenger IDs. On this site you will find items you will not get for free on the blog. ALSO: if you sponsor Me for $ 10 (Lady Lilith) I will be entered to win and Iphone or other prizes. See yet another way to honor Me.

Amazon Wishlist: These are items I would like to have and you can purchase items and it will be delivered to Me. I will take a pic of the item and list it here along with the purchaser on the blog and My website.

Well that is it for now….look for updates soon.

It means a lot to me to be a model. I just never saw myself posing for Macy’s at all. There are many models of course around the world. All of a sudden, I feel that my career may be over. Walking into the head office, I began to question my fate. I looked on in the lobby, as I walked to my manager’s office, and noticed many female models looking at me and laughing. In this business, there is always someone that won’t like you at all. In this case, all of the women hated me. My name is Jason Reed. I got a letter of termination which obviously, every woman here in the lobby finds to be pleasurable news. I remembered some of the male models that joined this franchise with me. Some of the others were fired as well and just like that old saying, “gone with the wind.” I have not seen or heard from them since. “Mr. Reed, Ms. Lilith will see you now!” the secretary said. The secretary looked at me amused by this. I did not like this at all. I just ignored it. Hell, the whole lot of them began to piss me off. I then heard the women in the hallway began to sing. “Hit the road jack and don’t you come back no more, no more, no more, no more!” the women singed. I stepped into Lilith’s office calmly and found my seat. Sitting next to her right is Macy’s hottest new model. I knew all about her. Her name is Carrie. She was multitalented at one point. Not too many people realized it but she use to pose for Victoria’s Secret. “Mr. Reed. Good day to you. You are probably wondering why I sent for you being that I have already terminated you”, Lilith said. “Yes ma’am! I would really like to know”, I responded. “Well, I have the utmost responsibility here to maintain the integrity of my company. I have full intentions that no one else gets quite the compliments that Macy’s gets on their Sunday ads. You were a pretty good model young man! I just don’t think that I would want you modeling anywhere else let alone informing any other stores of our secrets here”, Lilith said. “Why that’s absurd. Why would I do such a thing? If you are worried about your profits and your ability to capture the eyes of the consumers, I assure you that my career as a model will not cause you any harm at all. I would not even do or say anything that would jeopardize this company. Take my word Lilith, I happen to love Macy’s and I am not going to sit here and take this nonsense….being accused of attempting to do something that I would not dare to do,” I said. I was very angry. At the same time, it just may be exhilarating, but I was terribly erect as Lilith stood in front of me. Lilith had long black hair and currently wearing a black pants suit with her designer high heels on. She almost never wore stockings at all. It was not unusual to catch her like this but I will say, with this damn business suit that she had on, it would have looked more presentable. Sitting in my chair, I noticed that Lilith took a quick look at my throbbing cock. I soon saw her smile…..then raise her left foot in the air and sent the high heel clad foot crashing down onto my cock. “Damn! Crazy bitch what the fuck is wrong with you”, I screamed in pain. It felt like she tried to pierce my cock with the heel of her shoe. This had not been enough for her though. Lilith soon slid the ball part of the sole to my balls, twisting and causing my nuts to become peanut butter. “How does that feel Jason”, Lilith asked me. I could barely talk. The damn woman was crushing my manhood to goo and I was not enjoying it. “You men are all dogs and as I indicated before, I will have no hardons in my office”, Lilith said. I was now grinding my teeth as she was grinding my cock. “Damn it! You bitch! Get off”, I screamed. I couldn’t really be polite at this moment. Then again, who would be? That shit hurts. Surprisingly she took her foot off of my cock. “Very well! I will have you know Jason, no man terminated by me goes unnoticed”, Lilith said. Suddenly, the damn bitch walked up to me again but this time, Carrie who sat quietly the whole time, came right along with her where they both ended up planting a shoe clad foot into my crotch.“Ouch! Damn you two! Fuck off”, I screamed. It was not in me to hit women, so I helplessly held on to the chair that I sat in. It did not seem as if though these women were going to back off me at all. Lilith then began to chant something. “Come on! Speak English damn it! First of all, get the fuck off of me”, I screamed. They still did not bother to listen. I found myself sweating profusely in pain. Then, the two of them, began to scream and scream at the same time. I was frantically turning my head and at the same time trying to cover my ears. Looking around, the damn screaming was so loud that I saw a mirror in Lilith’s office crack. My ears suddenly began to bleed. Somehow, something did not make any sense. The two women finally took their heels off of me. I saw them laughing but heard nothing. I realized that their horrible screaming had busted my ear drums.

I was not going to take this anymore. I stood up horrified by the events that had happened thus far. I began to scream hoping to be able to hear myself…..but it was useless. I have truly lost my ability to hear. Standing up, I turned around beginning to run towards the office door. I, at the time, was looking down while running and did not remember it taking that many steps to get to the office door. I have been here before. Nothing made sense. I stopped only for a moment….then looked up. I dropped my hands from my ears and soon began to look at my surroundings. This could not be possible. I now stood on the floor, in the middle of twelve women…….TWELVE GIANTESS. My heart began to race at the awesome sight of the giantesses that stood before me. You wouldn’t believe what happened next. The circle that I stood in began to get smaller. The women were all walking towards me, closing my circle and depriving me of the space that I did have little by little. I could not even hear their walking as they walked on the marble floor. I suddenly saw all the women stop, raise one foot in the air, and then dropped it all at the same time like some sort of witches’ ritual. The vibration was ground breaking. The shockwaves sent my heart beats to an all time natural high. One thing was for sure, I could still feel. I noticed that two of the twelve women above were Lilith and Carrie. Keep in mind, the rest of the women were models and like I indicated before, neither of them liked me at all. I could only think that maybe the reason why all the other men that I joined with were never heard from again was because maybe upon their termination, this is what they went through. Lilith soon stepped forward as the other women stood in place. This caused a pretty good sized gap in the circle that the women did not seem to fill. Lilith was talking but at the same time I still heard nothing. I don’t even think that she noticed that she busted my ear drums. Lilith then stopped directly in front of me. I looked at the massive black pointy high heels that she had on. Lilith soon slipped her right foot out of the pump and then kicked it over. It suddenly dawned on me how pathetic I was. I played football in high school and I would be lying if I told you that Lilith’s shoe was not the length between the ten and fifty yard line. That was not all that dawned on me. I began to smell something extremely foul. Like someone spilled vinegar or something on the floor. I realized that it was the aroma coming from Lilith’s shoe. I looked in the shoe and found that there were many red stains inside on the insole. The stains looked horribly smeared. I guess that I just got my answer. I figured that I was doomed. What I was not going to do was go out without a fight. Just standing there, I looked up and raised my middle finger up at everyone. I swung it around to show that I was not going to tolerate this that easily. The giant women just threw their heads back and laughed as I looked on. Just as they did this, I took off for the door which luckily, I was not too far from. I was able to even slide underneath it. I soon made way for the wall knowing darn well that there were giants all inside of the building. I came across this one model sitting in the chair next to the office door. She happened to be wearing a nice pair of jeans with this designer tank top women seem to dig these days. The tank top was brown. I could not help but notice that she had on tan stockings and of course a pair of the ugliest shoes that I had ever seen. This woman was a little on the plump side but she was not big at all. She was very attractive and I did not recognize her to say the least. From what I could tell, she still had her shades on I guess because it was sunny and hot here in Buffalo for a day in September. I simply hid under her chair just as the office door opened. All of the women came walking out. Looking up, I even saw Lilith and Carrie walking but not looking for me at all. I figured that so far I might have achieved my escape and felt that to them, finding me was pointless.

So, here is where Lilith’s point is made. I guess I am finally out of the company’s way. Then again, as far as I am concerned, I have to find my way out of this mess. I could risk getting crushed easily by any of these women that are walking around here. Still under the chair, the woman began to get a little impatient. I saw her cross her legs and impatiently, shook her feet as if though she was fed up. I remember when I worked as a stock boy. I would stock shoes like this and could even tell you what brand it was. The woman was wearing a pair of “Basic Editions”. These particular shoes were loafers. I can tell that they were remarkably bigger than Lilith’s feet. The woman obviously was wearing wide widths which were of a monstrous size to say the least at my new sense of proportions. The shoes looked as though they had been worn for a while. They are black with a buckle on the sides of them. The woman soon did something I would see a lot of women do. She pulled a foot out of the shoe which exposed the inside of it. To me anyway, looking from underneath the chair she sat in, I saw a tiny sentient creature. First, I saw legs and feet taped to the insole with what looked like construction tape. I was not too sure at all. I walked up a little closer to the front legs of the chair to get a closer look where I soon saw the tiny creature in full detail. It was a man, shaking helplessly and looking down at me from inside the shoe. He looked as though he was horribly imbedded into the insole and had blood gushing out of his nose. I was even able to look into his eyes but I could not see him any further. Then again, it looked like he was slowly but surely being worn away. Looking at his arms, I could tell that his left arm looked flatter than his right arm. The man made eye contact with me and began screaming something. I am not much of a lip reader but it looked like he was pleading for help. As a matter of fact, the man looked like one of my old coworkers. I soon jumped back, because the woman that sat in the chair leaned over to look inside the shoe. I knew that if she saw me, I would probably unwillingly end up with a new job inside of her other one. Then again, I thought, that one may be occupied as well. I looked on at the woman who now shook her head in disgust with the little man trapped inside of her shoe, bound spread eagle style and forced to try to survive in the rank odor and heat that I am sure the shoe possessed. The woman was truly heartless. I felt sorry for him. I soon saw the woman get up, having slipped her foot back into the shoe on the poor man, and walk away. I thought to myself that that man had to have been going through terrible grinding moments on the way to this building but, now, his ride continues with the grinding and heavy pounding of the woman’s walking. She did not really walk with much care in the world. I thought to myself, by now, the poor man had to have been dead. Now was my chance. I took off again and this time I happen to make a mistake. I was spotted. It was the damn secretary. I found myself just standing next to her stinky stocking clad toes. She did not have her shoes on as some secretaries are famous for doing. The girl stood up, straightened her dress out, and looked as though she was going to finish me once and for all. She was actually getting a kick out of this. I began to back up which only caused her to walk even closer. She stood there looking down at me as she placed her hands on her hips. I did the only human thing I could possibly think of. I dropped to my knees and begged. I could not even hear myself. Suddenly, I stopped only for a second felling a sudden tremor in the ground. I looked up again at the girl and she happened to smile again but was pointing behind me as though she wanted me to look. The tremors now were getting closer. I turned around slowly where I saw those first pair of dreaded heels that I came across earlier. It was Lilith walking violently towards me. This is it. She has found me and has come to finish the job. Left, right, left, right! I could just see her walking and not slowing down. She walked towards me sensuously and finally stopped when she got up to me. I looked up as she raised the same heel that she stomped my balls with before. I then looked at her as she spoke and was able to read her lips very clearly. “YOU’RE FUCKED”, she said. She then sent the heel down for me. I closed my eyes now, feeling my demise. I remember something a man once told me before…..there are six million ways to die. Maybe he was wrong! How about six million and one? “SPLAAAAAAAAT!”

By Jason Reed