You seemed to be the only one to catch the sadistic grin that Charlotte gave you as she suggested that she share with you.
“... I haven’t seen Sammy in so long, I’d love to catch up with him. I also heard about him starting to tutor people and thought that he could help me with a few problems I have been having with school work,” her expression changed as she looked away from you to give Mia the puppy-dog eyes that you knew Mia would never be able to resist.
“Of course you can honey, everyone else ok with that?” You looked around to see everyone nodding in agreement, even Stacy, who you normally relied on to protect you from people like Charlotte. But Charlotte was very good at hiding her sadistic side, so even Stacy was none the wiser to the torment she put you through. Chloe looked a little disappointed that she wouldn’t be sharing with you, but the news that she would be sharing with Stacy made her happy.
Stacy walked over to Charlotte and handed you to her, once you were in her hands she grinned down at you with and evil smirk.
“We’re going to have so much fun little cousin,” she said, emphasising the word little.
Mia and the twins decided to stay and chat in the living room for a while longer. Everyone sat and talked for a few hours. Most of your conversations during this time was with Charlotte and Chloe, who were sitting right next to each other on the couch. The conversation was so pleasant that you almost let your guard down with Charlotte, almost. Every now and then, usually when you were talking to Chloe about a video game or anime, you would see Charlotte staring at you with an almost predatory grin out of the corner of your eye. She knew you were the only one who noticed her do it, and knew it made you uncomfortable. She knew that the anticipation of the torture she did to you was almost as bad as the torture itself, and was doing everything she could to make you squirm. After chatting for a few hours, Charlotte stood up and said,
“Me and Sammy are going to go up to our room and unpack my stuff, then if it’s ok with Sammy I’d like him to give me a little tutoring session,” you opened your mouth to disagree, but she quickly lifted you up towards her ear.
“He’s saying that he agrees, I think we’ll be up there all night, I’m really stuck on these math problems.”
Everyone said that they would see you both in the morning, unaware of the torture you were about to be subjected to. As Charlotte carried you and her suitcase up to your room, she whispered to you while grinning,
“We are going to have so much fun Sammy, I’ve been thinking up fun games we can play ever since I last saw you. I’ve got a list of ways I can fun with you, maybe later we can get other people involved. They would be unaware of course, they wouldn’t see the funny side anyway. Maybe I’ll reacquaint you with my moms ass tomorrow, you only got a brief reunion with it earlier. Or I’m sure there are lots of places I could hide you around Chloe, maybe throw you on her seat just before she starts gaming. But for tonight you’re all mine.”
Upon arriving in your room, Charlotte immediately spotted your makeshift clothes-rack made from popsicle sticks. Curious, she picked it up.
“Did you make this Sammy?”
“Yes I did Charlotte,” you replied, you were proud of it.
“It’s very impressive, although it looks a little delicate,” and with that she closed her fist and crushed it in her hands.
“Oops,” she smirked as she tilted her hand and the splinters of wood and scraps of clothes slid off her hand and onto the floor. You knew Charlotte was cruel, but that was the last thing you expected her to do.
“Oh my Sammy, surely you knew you would have guests over. You might have thought to clean up in here. Just look at all the trash in here,” she exclaimed. Now you kept your room very clean, not making much mess in the first place because of your size, so you knew she was referring to the mess she just made.
“Why don’t you clean it up while I unpack,” she ordered. You almost refused to do it, but thought that if you did there would be a slim chance she might lighten up on the torture slightly. You also hated to see mess in your room.
After about ten minutes you have piled all of the pieces of your clothes rack into a pile and managed to salvage the clothes which survived, around half of your clothes were ruined.
You turned around to tell Charlotte that you had finished cleaning up to be immediately met with her bare left foot slamming down on your body. Her foot landed in a way that your entire body was crushed beneath the ball of her foot, with your head sticking out between her big and second toes. The smelly digits encompassed most of your field of vision. The small gap between her toes allowed you to see up to her angelic face up in the heavens, almost obscured by her generous breasts. You could see that she was pretending to look for you by looking everywhere but under her foot.
“Oh Sammy,” she said, feigning ignorance of your location. Her toes drummed on your face. “Where are you? Maybe I accidentally stepped on him.”
As she said this, she checked the underside of her left foot, you were under her right. As she lifted her left foot off of the ground, she also raised the heel of her right foot off the ground. This not only showed incredible balance, but put all of her body weight onto your tiny body. You screamed out in pain, and she looked down at your tiny face between her toes.
“Oh there you are Sammy! Why didn’t you shout up to me sooner,” she faked surprise, then she gave a look of false realisation. “Oh you are so sweet, you knew my foot was killing me after running track all week and wanted to help cushion it, and you wanted to do it without me realising it so I didn’t feel guilty.”
You could tell she knew you would never do that, she was just toying with you.
“No Charlotte, I would never do that. Just get me out of here,” you wheezed.
“Hmmm...” she pretended to think it over, but you knew she had made up her mind. What does she say?
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