Jane holds a tiny man on the palm of her hand. She gently caresses him with her other hand as she whispers to him, teasing him to see his reaction.

She’s intrigued by him, she knows she’s eventually him, but there’s a difference between having a lifeless thing in your hands than a living one. Furthermore when that living creature understands what you say and responds back.

Jane may empathize with his terror, p*in and sadness, though she would never feel it but she’d rather indulge it. Guide it with her own actions.

Breathing on him may tighten his body, guard him in tension, frightened about what’s about to come.

Being gentle may confuse him. Such a gigantic monster, so defiant yet caring and loving. The kind of creature that could convince you to follow her guidance.

Caring, loving, and playful given a certain amount of confidence at some point, but still apparently friendly.

And above all, powerful . There’s no way to refuse playing any game when she has shown how caring she is so far, no matter how dangerous it seems.

Being pinched by two fingers in the air to see how long you last...over the far ground and over her open mouth and fully extended tongue; being sm*thered by the other hand; in her saliva, grasping for air. Even being commanded to worship her bare hand. Like a good boy. A good, lost tiny boy.

She enjoys your commitment and dedication. You’re such a good boy you won’t have a problem granting her a last favor don’t you?

She wants to “ hug ” you with her other hand. Just a friendly, lovely l*ttle hug, so you can feel you become one with her soft hands. Her face may confuse you, since she seems to hide something behind it, but at this point there’s no way you’d argue.

She crushes your tiny l*ttle body between her hands and happily l*cks your remains. Finally you’ve become a part of her.

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Your Life in her Hands - Jane Jones