By: dirtyrx
I got out of work at 3pm today. It was beautiful outside! The sun was shining and there were a few light clouds in the sky. It must've been at least in the lower 90's and I love the heat!
Walking out to my car, I pulled off my work shirt revealing my tight, black undershirt. A new layer of sweat quickly started to develop in my black pair of capris, which already contained the musty funk of the work day. I couldn't wait to get a quick workout in, then go home to strip down for a cool shower.
Not usually paying attention to my phone while I'm at work, I had a missed call and a few text messages. One of the texts caught my eye. It wasn't a number I had saved, so I opened it to see what it said.
"Hi Lisa! This is Faith. Emily gave me ur #. I wanted to talk to u bout somethin that's been on my mind. Wanna meet up sometime? My classes r done so I'm free for the rest of the day. 🙂"
I hadn't seen this girl since the night I destroyed and humiliated her in our little wrestling match a couple weeks ago. I had thought about her and wondered how she was doing, but I guess I hadn't cared enough to go out of my way to find out.
With my curiosity sparked, I texted her back.
"Hey girl! Yea I'm just outa work. Was gonna go to the gym, but I can skip out today. Wanna get some coffee? I heard they brought back the s'mores frappuccino! B there in 30?"
Faith replied instantly.
"That's awesome! I'll b there!"
Walking into the coffee shop, I noticed Faith was chilling on one of the couches. I had forgotten how cute she was. Her short, bright red hair had been teased up to look super punk rock. A black tank top with skulls on it covered her tiny breasts and slim torso leaving the fair skin of her thin arms and shoulders exposed. Tight urban camouflage leggings clung from her small hips down her thin thighs, which weren't much bigger around than her calves.
She had already got me a frappuccino! Faith excitedly waved me over and I sat down next to her. Facing me, her eyes were wide and she smiled with a look like she was intently waiting for me to say something.
Breaking the ice, I asked her, "Sooooo... how were your classes today? I'm guessing you go to the community college, huh?"
"They were kinda boring. Liberal arts classes are super easy cuz they all general studies stuff... and yea, my parents couldn't afford to send me to a real university so I gotta do well here and maybe one day..." She replied nonchalantly, but then got noticeably more serious. "But thank you for meeting with me. I've been wanting to talk to you for a while now. I might seem pretty straightforward, but I'm actually really shy and it took every bit of courage in me to text you today."
I tried my best to sound comforting. "What's up? Is everything ok with you and Emily?"
"Oh yeah! Everything is good with us! It's crazy... I never even dreamed I would have the chance to be with a much older woman, especially one her size! We have sooooo much fun together!" Faith rambled with glee until she, once again, got serious. "But I know we could have even more fun."
I was beginning to feel like I was on a roller coaster listening to this girl. "More fun? What do you mean?" I asked in hopes of a point to what she was trying to say.
"Well... Emily is very... gentle with me. Our relationship obviously points to me as her submissive. I serve her pleasure and she tops me every time... but I can tell she's holding back and not getting everything she wants."
I smiled and asked, "If you were an almost 300 pound, middle-aged woman on top of a 90 pound teenager that you really care about... wouldn't you try to be careful with her?"
Faith gave me an offended look. "I'm almost 20 years old! AND I'm 96 pounds! I may not look like it, but I'm tough!"
"Uh huh. Think about that for a sec." I said with a smirk.
Her face slowly dropped. "Yeah. I know. That's what I wanted to talk to you about. I need your help."
"Help? What can I do about that?"
Her cheeks turned red with embarrassment as her eyes turned up toward me. "What you did to me that time we first met was painful and humiliating. You destroyed my body... almost breaking me, treated me like a toilet, and used me for a fucktoy. I've never felt so mentally and physically degraded in my entire life. The whole event has been replaying in my mind almost every day since."
My eyes grew wide as I she described what I did to her. I had never even dreamed that I could affect somebody so profoundly in that way. I started to feel like I had really messed this girl up.
Faith continued. "By the time you were done with me, Lisa... deep down in my soul, I felt like you owned me. My entire being was made to be used by you................... and..." She paused for what seemed like forever, then looked deeply into my eyes. "I loved it."
I didn't know what to say. I just stared back into her eyes, mesmerized, with my mouth hanging open. It was at this point, I felt a deep connection with Faith. I had never met someone who could relate so strongly to how I feel about being dominated in that way and how I feel about my own lover, Samantha. I had made this tiny girl feel that way about me.
"I want to feel that way about Emily so badly." Faith began to beg, "Please, Lisa... please show me what it's like to totally submit! Teach me how to handle it and how to take it! I know that night was only just a taste of what it's like. I want to be ready to turn my entire existence over to my Goddess for her to use for her every desire! Will you do that for me, Lisa?"
Needless to say, despite the connection I now felt with Faith, this was a lot to process. I could barely even think straight after hearing what she said, but the answer I gave her definitely did not come from the morality I was trying to wrap my brain around. It came from the part that had me dripping wet in my pants. The only time I've ever got to dominate somebody smaller than me was her, and she was right... that was only a taste of what could be done.
The whole conversation took place on that cushy coffee shop couch with no regard for anyone who might've overheard.
I grabbed her hand, squeezed tightly and said, "Yes, my dear. I'll do that for you."
This was happening. I would show her what it means to submit. Faith would belong to me until I deemed her worthy. Only then would I release her to Emily.