�Hello Bobby, do you remember me?�
�Tiny?� Bobby replied. �What is this?�
�My master needs some information. You see someone is dealing painkillers to her boyfriend. She wants to know who this is.�
�Come on Tiny, what makes you think I know who this is?�
�Bobby don�t play games with me! You�ve got your ear to the street. You know who buys and who sells.� Tiny then knelt down next to him and whispered in his ear, �And believe me, you don�t want me to tell the master that you are one of ones who supplies the goods.�
�So, what happens if I don�t tell?�
Tiny stood back up and shook his head. He knew what was going to happen next. Unfortunately for Bobby, the master was going to be the one to answer that question.
A moment later, Bobby began to scream out in pain as the colossal paw pressed down on. Its owner gradually applied pressure to his body, compressing it. Then, before breaking any bones, the paw would lift up. This whole process was done slowly, to make the whole experience as painful as possible. Furthermore it was repeated over and over again until Bobby started crying like a baby.
Once the paw stopped, Bobby immediately crunched up into a little ball. His entire body ached. However before he could even think of going anywhere, the paw resumed its previous position. Providing just enough pressure to prevent him from escaping.
�Tiny I can�t, they�ll kill me!� Bobby pleaded in a weak voice while struggling to recover from the torture he just received. �Besides even if I tell you who�s selling to him, someone else will just take their place when you kill them.�
Crystal was now growing very impatient and said, �Listen you little shit, tell me who is selling to him now!�
�Please, I can�t!�
Crystal lifted her paw off of him and positioned one toe over his right leg. She was done trying to negotiate with this punk. He wouldn�t tell her unless he realized that she is the one to be afraid of. So she pressed down brutally on his trapped limb.
As Bobby began to yell, she could feel the satisfying crack of bones breaking. That familiar tingling returned to her paws. She would have loved to crush him flat right then just to feel that magnificent sensation again. But the information he could provide was more important than a few moments of pleasure.
Therefore after she with the first leg, she lifted her toe off and repositioned it over the other leg. Applying just enough pressure to get his attention.
Tiny walked back over to Bobby and knelt down next to his head. He began to stroke the fur on the master�s toe in an attempt to get her to calm down a little. If Bobby didn�t talk soon, she would really begin to make him suffer.
�Listen Bobby this the deal. Tell the master what she wants to know and she�ll let you live. And don�t fool yourself, you will tell her what she wants to know. One way or another! If you fight her, she is going to crush you to death, one part at a time.�
Bobby could tell that his leg was broken in several places. Blood was seeping out of it where the flesh had burst open. The pain was almost unbearable. He looked at Tiny and then up at the face of his tormentor. It was obvious that Tiny wasn�t bluffing. This bitch looked like she wanted to kill him.
�Tiny?� Crystal said in a soft voice, �I don�t think he�s listening to you. Maybe he needs some more convincing.�
Just then Bobby felt the pressure starting on his other leg. Realizing that she will squash it like the other one, he screamed out, �NO! Wait! I�ll tell you anything. Just name it.�
Crystal lifted her paw off of Bobby and scooped him up in her hand. She brought the little man up to her face and asked, �Good, now tell me who is selling to Jim Straight.�
Bobby spilled the beans and told that gigantic monster everything she wanted to know. Who was selling to Jim and who his contact was. After he finished talking, she placed him back on the ground.
Then all of a sudden Crystal lifted her paw up and crashed it down on him. She purred as a jolt of pleasure shot up her leg. Unfortunately for that little cockroach, the temptation to finish him was too strong. However pity was the last thing on her mind. He had plenty of opportunity to talk before first blood was shed.
Tiny walked over to the crater that contained the remains of Bobby and fell to his knees. Why did the master kill him? He told her what she wanted to know.
Just then Crystal bent down and picked up Tiny in her hand. She softly began to stoke him with her finger. He was shaking uncontrollably in her hand. Perhaps killing Bobby wasn�t such a good idea. But she couldn�t help herself.
�Tiny are you alright?�
�Why did you have to kill him master?�
�Let�s just say he was dead from the time he made me shed blood, alright.�
�But master��
�Tiny it�s ok. I promise I�ll never do that to you.�
�Yes master.� Tiny responds, pushing his fear and questions down deep inside. There are many things he doesn�t understand about the master. But he believes that she won�t hurt him and that will have to be enough.
�Tiny did you get all of those names?�
�Yes master.�
�Find out where these little cockroaches live. We�ll give them a visit soon.�
�Yes master, I�ll have them as soon as possible.�
�Oh yeah and tonight I want you to stop by my place around 6:00 pm. I�ve got another job for you.�
�Yes master�
Later that evening Tiny showed up at Crystal�s dorm. Much to his surprise, Jim was there also. Tiny knew that the master always kept Jim in the dark when it came to matters that he tends to deal with. Perhaps that has changed now.
�Hello Tiny come in.� Crystal said and then explained what she wanted from him. Apparently Sam, Jim�s friend who helps him rub her feet, was graduating. Now they had to find someone new to fill his place. She then picked him up and asked him politely to consider taking Sam�s place.
Tiny was actually thrown off guard by her tone and sincerity. She was not telling him to do this, she was asking. Although the idea did not exactly appeal to him, the 2500 credits she offered did. The 3 million helped set Tiny up pretty good, but he spent heavily over last few months. So now he was looking to make some extra credits anyway.
Also staying in the master�s good graces was definitely a plus. He knew all to well what happens to those who get on her bad side. So Tiny agreed to let Jim show him what to do. Crystal petted him gently and placed him back on the ground next to Jim. She then lied down on the mat in front of them.
Tiny turned around and there were the soles of her enormous feet just inches in front of him. As Jim began to explain what has to be done, he fought to push some unpleasant memories out of his mind.
These same feet he was staring at had caused him some much suffering in the past. Moreover, on two occasions now, he witnessed them kill people in the most horrific ways. He couldn�t help but picture the faces of Bobby and the others that were trampled to death by these things.
Perhaps this wasn�t not such a good idea after all. But it was too late to back out. The master would be displeased if he changed his mind at this point. And the thought of his master being displeased terrified him, especially after today.
So over the next 40 minutes, Tiny and Jim washed and oiled up Crystal�s paws. While the massage oil absorbed in, Jim instructed Tiny how to work pressure points.
Once Tiny understood the basics, they climbed up onto Crystal�s paws. Jim selected a pressure point to start with and told Tiny to follow his lead. Tiny did as he was told. As he pressed down, his arms sunk very deeply into the dark pad. Then as he released the pressure, the master moaned very loudly.
Tiny instinctively jumped off her paw and ran back. He got on his knees and began yelling, �I�m sorry master! I didn�t mean too hurt you. Please forgive me!�
�It�s alright Tiny.� Crystal said, �You�re just the strongest person who has ever worked on my paws. Actually that felt really good. Please don�t give up now.� Then Crystal began to curl the big toe on the paw Tiny was working on. She motioned it in a �come here� fashion.
Recognizing he really didn�t have a choice in the matter, Tiny climbed back onto the massive sole. Over the next hour and a half Jim taught him everything he needed to know about working on the master�s paws. He was a quick study, but after all the hard work his teacher was exhausted. So Jim climbed off of the foot he was working on and put him in charge of both of them.
Then Jim went up and spent some time talking to Crystal as she massaged his back. However because Tiny was still there, he decided not to stay the night.
After Jim left, Tiny continued to pamper his master�s feet for several hours. He didn�t want to stop because the master seemed to be really enjoying it. And as long as she was happy, he felt safe.
In the end Crystal ended up falling asleep, purring loudly. And due to exhaustion Tiny ended up falling asleep also, right on the paw he was working on.
The next morning when Crystal woke up, she felt someone on her paw. It did not take long to realize who it was and she decided to allow him to wake up on his own. He did such a wonderful job last night, he deserved to sleep in.
After a few hours Crystal began to feel movement. Tiny was waking up. She began to purr pleasantly to help him get up.
As Tiny opened his eyes, still half asleep, he tried to figure out where he was. He was laying on something that was soft, warm, and vibrating lightly. It felt like a giant leather bed.
Although this bed was very comfortable, there was something familiar about it. Something that made him real nervous. Then Tiny realized that he was on the master�s foot. Suddenly the memories of pain and death that were bothering him last night overtook him. He started screaming at the top of his lungs and jumped off the nightmarish paw.
Concerned, Crystal got up and turned around. She found Tiny in the middle of the floor, cured up in the fetal position, shaking. He was white as a ghost and it was obvious something scared him to death.
Carefully Crystal reached out and picked him up. She could feel his heart racing in her palm. �What�s wrong Tiny?�
�I�m sorry master. When I woke up and realized that I was laying on� I mean, it just made me think of yesterday and the last time you�.�
�It�s all right Tiny. Listen you did real good last night. Jim trained you well. You don�t have to be scared of my paws anymore. I promise they�ll never hurt you again.�
As Tiny sat is his master�s hand, he realized that she was being honest. As long as he continues to pleasure her like last night, he should stay on her good side. Over time he should be able to get used to rubbing her feet. He just needed to get those dreadful images out of his mind somehow.
Tiny began to rub his back. He hadn�t realized until this moment just how sore it has become.
Crystal notices and said, �Turn over, I�ll take care of that for you.�
Tiny obediently turned over and took off his shirt. Using one of her fingers, the master began to delicately press up and down his back. He could feel his vertebrate popping back into place.
Then she began to rub that massage oil on his back. Tiny had no idea the master could do anything to make him feel this good. After several minutes, Tiny was laying in her palm moaning and drooling. Perhaps rubbing the master�s paws wasn�t going to that bad after all, especially if she does this afterwards.
As Crystal continued to reward Tiny, she thought how he has changed over the past few months. He obediently does everything she wants and has proven very useful lately. His English has improved and he spoke to her respectfully. And now knew how to massage her paws.
Yes she finally had her favorite pet trained just the way she wanted him.
Character based upon that created by Rogue.