Jess was at the restaurant in ten minutes. It should have been fifteen, but Jess has quite a lead foot on a normal day; when she needs to be somewhere...fast, watch the fuck out.As she pulled up to the curb, she could see Emma wiping the tears from eyes. She started to exit the car but Emma immediately went to the passenger door and opened it; she hopped inside and slammed the door closed.“What happened?” Jess asked with concern. She looked Emma over to see if she was hurt at all, but, of course,. I think it’s because I’m so tiny - I’m a bit under five foot. Black hair, which I keep pretty long, and I try to keep myself in shape. “Petite” would be the word, I guess - I’m small all over.Christie’s not exactly a big girl or anything like that, but compared to me she’s tall. Compared to me, pretty much everyone is tall though - it doesn’t bother me much. It makes me a bit of an attraction, I guess - a lot of lesbians want to dominate me, and without going into too much detail, I’ll tell you. He had me sit on it, he was in a chair we were facing each other so he culd look in my eyes as i slowly sat on it... it going in me real slow. strchin me.i finally got it all in me. and we just sat there... his dady ddick deep in me. he was so nice. he asked how i was. and then he kissed me. it was the best kiss ever. and he said look at the moon and the waves... it was real romantic. fianlly he started lifting me up and down. he was fucking me. we did it like this for a long time, but then he. I knew that it was just for fun that I didn?t really buy a slave, but the illusion was intriguing to say the least. We talk most of the night. I made her crawl on her hands and knees whenever we moved around. Toward the end of the evening she decided to spill a glass of water on me. She then asked me to spank her right there in the club for making such a mistake. And I did... Later we went my place??We were married 6 months later.Over the years our lives have taken a rather plain turn now that.