Saharra Huxly has recently found her long lost Pixie Doll. She was locked away in a big green box shoved in the back of her lair. So she excitedly rolls the box out into her dungeon, and knocks on the lid. A little squeak can be heard from inside. She's still alive in there. With a smile on her face and a quick flick of the last latch she tosses back the lid to reveal a drowsy Pixie. Grabbing her by her pigtails Saharra lifts Pixie to her feet who stumbles out of the box and stretches long and yawns big. How long has she been in there?

No matter. What's important now is that she's h...

Saharra Huxly has recently found her long lost Pixie Doll. She was locked away in a big green box shoved in the back of her lair. So she excitedly rolls the box out into her dungeon, and knocks on the lid. A little squeak can be heard from inside. She's still alive in there. With a smile on her face and a quick flick of the last latch she tosses back the lid to reveal a drowsy Pixie. Grabbing her by her pigtails Saharra lifts Pixie to her feet who stumbles out of the box and stretches long and yawns big. How long has she been in there?

No matter. What's important now is that she's here, and Saharra wants to play. She sets Pixie up next to her and plays with her white frilly and lace outfit. She's so cute with her little sating gloves and lace topped socks. Just like a little doll. And she's so much smaller than Saharra. Pixie's entire foot could just disappear under one of Saharra's massive feet. So that's what she does. Locking up one of her feet Saharra just lightly pushes the still drowsy Pixie and she falls to the floor. So she grabs one of her feet and rips off her little slide on shoe. The other foot she takes the shoe and sock, leaving one sock on. Grabbing her wrist she picks her up, grabs her waist and starts dancing around the room with her. Swing her legs from side to side as she mocks the standard waltz.

Pixie is beginning to remember where she is and what happens here. Her eyes start looking to the door. And in amongst all the play, Saharra noticed her wandering eye. She grabs Pixie by her throat and backs her up against the wall, slamming her into it. "Why must you ruin my fun?" She says lifting Pixie into the air by her throat. Letting her down to the floor she tries to get away causing Saharra to grab her pantyhose and yo-yo her back to her feet and pushing her back towards her exit and back to her feet. She takes Pixie over to the hook hanging from the ceiling and attaches her to it by the now ripped ass end of her pantyhose. On her tippy toes with a pantyhose wedgie, Saharra begins to tickle her. What more can she do to this little disobedient doll?