That gaze …

The dark, the light.

Everything here is otherworldly.

I so rarely desire to be big or powerful …

I want this. A lot right now.

It’s beyond being simply big.

It’s being unleashed and unrestrained.

And not alone.

Two as one.

Only concerned with our desires.

And the fuck with the puny shits below.

Power to be.

Your ability to create stunning scenes is always so amazing. It’s more than gorgeous woman looking gorgeous, but instead, it’s so much more.

It’s gorgeous, talented artist looking gorgeous and creating feels in the person viewing.

You’re amazing Kass ❤️

Take care and rest up. Hope you feel better soon.

So much blue 💙

So beautifully imposing.

Reduced to such a puny, pathetic status …

Not just the size of an insect, but so mentally insignificant as well.

Barely able to comprehend what has happened or the extreme dangers I now face.

Just a dumb little nothing within your shadow …

I love that you’re not looking down.

Just so above it all.

Gorgeous photo ❤️

this has been doing something to me since the first post...

this is enchanting

(and has got me extremely flustered)

I love hearing that ❤️ Thank you so much.

And this little storyline has been all over my brain throughout the day as well.

My little-black-dress dwindling down with me…

The material starting to show a few sweaty spots as my body boils from the inside.

My face is flush, and I struggle to be the perfect hostess.

From across the room her deep brown eyes devour me. She licks her lips…

I freeze, whispering, “please… no”

As I walk by, she whispers in my ear … “Hornier …”

I gasp. A small squeak escapes my lungs.

She gazes down at me with such vicious delight.

“You be good now, sweetie.”

Her hand slaps me on the ass, and propels me back to my duties.

“From behind she purrs, “Oh and babe. Smaller.”

The way her muscles stretch the material of her outfit …

Her natural confidence …

How she dominates all those around her …

These things have always attracted me to her, but now … now she’s altering my mood and emotions.

It takes everything I have not to melt right there, and she loves it …

Everyone is taller than me now.

Holding the serving tray with my smaller hands poses a more challenging endeavor.

And I’m sweating… not from serving everyone, but from the arousal she imposed upon me.

It’s hard to concentrate.

Even as I’m a dutiful hostess, I can’t take my eyes off her…

This is “wow” on a whole other level.

Such gorgeous and exciting images.

Trapped within those fishnets. Tiny body pressed so tightly against such a beautiful leg …

Powerless to escape. Of course, nobody would want to, but still … too small and weak to dimple your skin or push the delectable material away.