It feels pretty weird to be just one inch tall and pressed against my mom's pubic area whilst trapped in her panties. That's not a complaint, I've just never had it happen before. It's actually not that bad. Mom's skin is soft and smooth, and pretty warm. I can hear muffled voices from outside, including one that seems to come from high above me. Clearly, that's mom's voice. I'm not entirely sure how long I've been trapped inside her panties, but I estimate it's about 45 minutes.
Eventually, the pressure eases slightly as I hear the sound of a zipper being pulled down, and then a button being unfastened. Mom pulls the waistband of her panties away from her and gently lifts out me, placing me on the nightstand next to her bed. To my surprise, she's taken her t-shirt off, revealing her large, pert breasts, and now she's taking off her jeans and panties.
Dropping them on the bed, she takes a couple of steps toward the nightstand, and stands there, looking down at me with her hands on her hips. Even when I take a few steps back, I still have to tip my head back quite far to look at the naked giantess standing before me. My friends all think my mom is hot, but the fact is, my mom is insanely, spectacularly hot. She's 41 now, but she still has the body of woman half her age. A perfect size 10. And despite her being my mom, the fact I have a gorgeous woman, who's currently the size of a skyscraper, standing naked in front me has given me a hard on.
"A couple of rules". She says with a benign smile. "First, for the next three days, I am not your mother, I'm your owner. When you speak to me, you will address me as, "mistress". Second, when I give you a command, I expect it to be obeyed immediately and without question. Failure to obey will result in you being punished. Is that clear?"
You nod your head and reply, "yes mistress".
"I'm sure you won't give me any trouble, will you slave?" She asks.
"No mistress", you reply. "I'll do whatever you want".
"Good", she says happily. "In that case, I will let decide what I do with you first. Before that though, slaves don't need clothes so take those off".
Despite feeling embarrassed, I reply with, "yes mistress", and quickly get undressed. If she's noticed my being aroused, she doesn't mention it.
"Now", mom says. "Since this is your first time as my slave. You can decide what I do with you first".
