<strong>Eris Xantelli</strong><br/><br/>Eris paused a moment, frowning as this slave who she had just freely given her body to, whose semen she was still smeared in, defied her and even threatened her. This called for some punishments, and as much as she hated to dish them out she knew he would never submit outwardly if he wasn't properly spanked. As she approached him he would feel himself shrinking. Eris had set his size to approximately a 15/16 scale of his former self. By the numbers it may not have sounded like a big deal, but Zack would feel himself getting lighter by about thirty pounds and his height would diminish by five inches. His proportions would all be to scale so it would not affect his build or body structure, he had just been shrunk and was smaller to scale from every dimension.<br/><br/>Coils sprouted from his pants before they began to slide off and wrapped his wrists, they would pull his arms behind his back and tie his wrists together without Eris needing to do any work herself. The cloth became strong leather entwined with strands of steel. It was melded together around his wrist with no tie and no lock, thus there was no weak point in the material.<br/><br/>Eris walked up to Zack and pressed her body against his. From up close the mark he made on her neck was still visible. Her forehead pressed against his and she looked at him eye to eye, knowing the risks of such close interaction but getting a high from the thrill of it.<br/><br/>"I can assure you, my little friend, that I don't really give a fuck either," Eris said, "Because you wanted to be bad, I'm never letting you get any taller than me. Even if you escape, this will be height for the rest of your life, a little gift from me personally."<br/><br/>She pulled back and leaned against the door to the tunnel. Her eyes were glowing again as she prepared to inflict further punishments on this special forces officer if he wished to be defiant.<br/><br/>"Now tell me that Eris is your mistress and that she is superior to you in every way."