As much as it hurts to stay in the hot water of the faucet stream too long, you've given up on ever escaping Sara after seeing how far she'd go to keep you in her possession - dead or alive, as far as she seemed to be concerned. You have to face the facts, which means accepting you're her toy for life. Or until she gets bored of you and throws you out, or gives you to someone else who wants a tiny human toy like you. The only thing you can do to make your situation better is try to make her happier with you, so you ignore the pain and scrub yourself as hard as possible.

Luckily, Sara seems pleased with the results when she finally comes back to get you from the sink, wearing nothing but her underwear. "Nicely done, toy boy! Not even a whiff of stink!" She smiles with genuine enthusiasm, carrying you over to the bed.

"Now I know you're self-cleaning enough so I don't have to worry too much about where I stick you! You know, I wasn't going to feed you if you'd let me down, but just for that you can have some of the edible stuff. Say 'Ahh'!" She gets a small lube bottle from her nightstand that looks different from the one last night, and has you open wide and swallow some as she pours it over you. The sweet, banana flavored stuff feels like drinking oil, but since you've been starved for a while you manage to get some down.

Then, Sara dangles you over her head. "You know, normally maybe I'd reward you now, a little, for impressing me? But you're still on probation after yesterday, so instead we're making it a test. No cumming for you, or else we'll find somewhere else for you to sleep that's not so pleasant. Understand?"

"Yes, Mistress! Thank you, Mistress! Even though you're the most beautiful woman in the world, I won't cum!" You're just relieved that your punishments are getting easier.

"Good."

That is, until she lifts you up and pops you legs-first into her mouth. "Mmm!" Sounds of her enjoyment booms around you as she savors your banana-flavored body, working her tongue all around and over you. You finally catch your bearings when it pins you to the roof of her mouth, chest down, and then gasp as you feel it slide down and split your legs, forcing itself between them and playing with what you had there.

Despite fighting against your entrapment, Sara's tongue working on you feels amazing, and you're rock hard in almost no time. Before you get into any real danger of losing control, though, you're violently spat out into the cold light again. Your spit-and-lube soaked figure smacks into Sara's now bare chest, and half-tumbles, half-slides rapidly down into her panties, which she's holding open for you.

As soon as you land in the musty fabric, she lets go of her panties, snapping the waistband over you and pinning you against her. "If you know your place now, then get in there and show me the best you've got, toy. And don't forget what I said about cumming. If that little thing of yours isn't still hard when I check, then you'll regret it. Understand?" She threatens, bringing one hand down to grind you against her through her panties.

You feel frustrated and humiliated at being literally cockteased so effortlessly by the evil giantess holding you captive - but no, you shouldn't think about her that way. Of course it was easy for her. From her perspective, she's just playing with her toy. You, on the other hand, need to focus everything on working her vagina while maintaining some lingering arousal, or your owner will be disappointed. So you push off against her hand to help work your way inside, and...