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This is a giantess fantasy: I wanted him beneath my heels! To worship me! He was trembling before I even stepped into the room. I towered above him—six-inch stilettos on, black latex hugging every curve. To me, he looked no taller than a doll, kneeling on the hardwood floor with wide eyes and a bulge straining in his pathetic little cage. You’re so small,” I whispered, circling him like a predator. “So easy to break.”

I leaned down, just enough for him to catch a glimpse of my breasts swelling against the latex. His lips parted like he wanted to worship them—but I wasn’t here to be soft. “I could crush you,” I said, lifting one heel and placing the sharp tip between his legs. He whimpered. I laughed. “Hahahaha! You’re pathetic!” I loved watching him squirm. I was a goddess to him, untouchable, unstoppable, and he was nothing but a plaything.

I picked him up like a toy—his light little body pressed to my chest—and carried him to the bed. He gasped as I spread my legs, lowering him between my thighs like I was offering him heaven. “Prove yourself,” I growled, grabbing the back

Beneath My Heels

of his head. “Or I’ll find someone smaller… and better.” He dove in, desperate and obedient, tongue worshipping every inch of me. I moaned, not from the pleasure, but the power. The control.

This wasn’t sex. This was worship. This was me towering over him, devouring his pride and feeding him nothing but my body. By the time I came, I had both hands wrapped around his tiny frame, grinding him against my soaked lips like the toy he was born to be. He didn’t need release. His reward was knowing he made his goddess come. And when I was done? I dropped him back to the floor, heel pressing to his chest. “Beg for another chance, little man.”

 

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