Timmy starts to struggle more to communicate to Vicki that he is starving hoping she will release him from the captivity of her pussy.  Vicki eats her sandwich and smiles to herself about how easy it is to torture Timmy.   

Vicki pets her tummy and tells him "Now eat up all that cum and fill up your belly so you'll have the strength to satisfy me some more."  Timmy heard her and knew it was just more of her torture and he stopped squirming.  "Don't be sad, Little Timmy" she giggled, "but all you are getting are my delicious juices and if you are a good little toy I may let you have something else but not today." 

When she finished eating she walked around the house checking things out while keeping Timmy trapped in her pussy.  After walking through the house she decided Timmy had enough rest and headed for her bedroom.   She removed her pants and underwear and sat down on the bed.  She leaned back and stuck her fingers in her pussy until she got a hold of Timmy and dragged him out by the legs.

She held him up dangling from her fingers in front of her face.  The cool air felt wonderful but her cum was still dripping from his body.  She smiled at him and asked "What are you?"  Timmy was a bit dazed but replied "I'm a person."  She brought her other hand up and flicked in in the groin causing Timmy to let out a scream from the pain.  "No" she corrected him "When I ask what you are, you tell me  you're are Vicki's toy.  When I ask why you exist you respond to pleasure my mistress, Ms. Vicki"  She laughed at her own comment and dropped Timmy into her palm. 

Her index finger came down and pinned him down against her palm.  "Now what are you?"  Timmy hesitated and knew the only thing he could say to avoid excruciating pain and said "I am your toy."  Vicki stroked his body with her finger and continued "Why do you exist?" and Tim answered "To pleasure you."  Vicki stroked him a couple more times and said "That's right my toy.  Now last time you pretty much went along for the ride in my pussy.  This time you are going to need to work to make me happy.  You want to make me happy, don't you?"   Timmy was defeated and just replied "Yes, Mistress"

Vicki was thrilled that she broke Timmy so easily but this was only the beginning.  Soon he will beg to be inside her using every ounce of energy he had to satisfy her.  She looked down at him and told him, "This time I want you to make love to my clitoris.  You will hug it, kiss it, tickle it, lick it and anything else you can to get me off and you don't stop until I tell you .  Do you understand?"

Timmy didn't know what to say and just stared back at her  and finally only said weakly "Please...".  Vicki knew what he was trying to say but decided to ignore his plea and say "Please?  So polite Little Timmy.  I guess you can't wait to cuddle with my clit." 

Timmy tried to respond again but her hand was already moving down to her pussy with him frightened of the prospect of what awaited him.  He saw her hand holding her wet pussy open and he was shoved inside expect this time he wasn't headed for her deep squeezing vagina.  Instead she pushed him up to her clit until he grabbed on. 

Vicki felt his tiny fingers grasp her soft clit and let out a loud moan.  Her finger retracted leaving him wedged next to her clit holding on.  "Get going" he heard her say, "and don't stop until I tell you."  She grabbed her panties and slipped them on in case he somehow thinks he can escape.  She lies back and enjoys his tiny ministrations.  

Timmy realizes he needs to get to work but this would be so much easier than escaping her crushing vagina.  He could drop down, push through her folds of skin and hit the bed running to escape her.  He could hide in the house until he finds a way to restore himself. 

Timmy decides to ...