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There you are, looking up at me — again. You, so small. Lite..

Published: May 13th 2025, 7:55:35 pm

There you are, looking up at me — again. You, so small. Literally. And I can see it in your eyes: you love this. Don’t pretend you don’t.

I see how your whole body tenses, how you're trying to hold on to some scrap of dignity — and I haven’t even touched you. I’m just standing here. Just... bigger. So much bigger. All it takes is a look from me, and you remember exactly who’s in control.

“So, you finally made it,” I say calmly. “Spent all that time dreaming about this moment — being down here, at my feet. Isn't that right?”

You don’t answer. Of course not. Words don’t really work for you at this size, do they? I lean in just a little — and even that makes you flinch. Cute.

“You know, there’s something kind of sweet about it. You, so small, with such big fantasies. You really think I don’t notice how you shake every time I get close?”

I reach out — slow, deliberate. Don’t even touch you. Just letting you feel the possibility. And you freeze. Good.

“Don’t worry, I won’t hurt you. Not unless you ask me to.”
I smile. “But let’s be honest. You like this. Being like this. Beneath me. For me.”

You always wanted me to notice you. Well, here you are. Noticed. Held in my hand.
And you're not even trying to resist.

“You don’t mind being like this, do you? Small. Easy. Mine?”

You don’t speak.
But I already know the answer.