Description
Vivace grows bored with her shrunken slave and decides it's time to send him to Sovngarde. Usually she toys with them first to revel in their fear and terror drinking it up like the finest of wine. Being a lesser giantess she is still physically superior to most mortal men, but she abuses what little power she has to the fullest. This slave has shown a level of devotion and lustful vigor no other of her slaves have shown before, for years since he was shrunken and enslaved he gladly cleaned the grime from her boots and never fought back when she forced herself upon him. She decides that his reward for a lifetime of unwavering worship without complaint will be a quick and painless death. A gift no other slave has ever been given before or since.
His scream is cut short as his feeble form collapses under her high heeled boot as if he were just a grape. Vivace moans in bliss as she grinds his remains into the carpet reveling in her cruel sadism.
Soon the day will come when she will have to answer in full for the centuries of pain, humiliation, and suffering she has inflicted. A Higher Goddess will come and strip what little power she possesses and lay her down low in front of Man to answer for her crimes.
But tonight is not that night. Tonight she pleasures herself as the bones snap and organs burst of another innocent man ground to paste beneath her feet.
Vivace looks so sexy when you're looking up.