Date: Thu, 29 Sep 2016 18:50:47 +0000 (UTC)
From: Jan None <janmay696@yahoo.com>
Subject: Domination of Tinny Girl (Lesbian/Authoritarian, oral, anal, F/f

Authoritarian, oral, anal, F/f

This story is a work of fiction and contains
descriptions of explicit sexual acts between a young
girl and older women.  If this type of content offends
you or you are under the age of 18 do not read it.

Copyright 2016 Jan, All rights reserved

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             Domination of Tinny Girl

                     By

                    Jan

      I have to admit that I became a dominatrix
because I have a strong sexual desire, and because I
am such a big woman I was shunned by boys when I
was growing up.  When other girls were starting to
date boys I was ignored because I was taller and
stronger than any of the boys.

      My first sexual encounter was with an older
woman that thought I was older than my ten years of
age.  As much as I enjoyed sex with the older woman
I envied other girls that were interacting with their
contemporaries.

      In high school I was recruited to play basketball
because I was so tall.  By my senior year I was six-
foot six, and was well proportioned but guys didn't
want to be seen dating anyone taller than them.  I
was a natural dark brunette with shoulder length
wavy hair.  During basketball games I put my hair in a
ponytail.  My breasts were proportionally large and
firm.  I didn't need a bra to hold them up, but was
required to wear a tight sports bra to play basketball.
In school I continued to wear a sports bra, just so my
tits wouldn't draw attention to me.  My long legs were
strong muscular well-proportioned things because of
the running required to play ball.  They would draw
admiring looks until people were close enough to
become aware of how tall I was.

      I was a shy girl until I went to college.  I was
sought after by a lot of colleges and universities for
a basketball scholarship.  I selected to attend a
university two thousand miles away from home; One
to get away from my small town yokels, Two because
the coaches that visited my home town, not only told
me about the benefits of going to their school, and
they invited me to their hotel room and seduced me.
The head coach sucked my nipples and made out with
me while the assistant coach sucked my pussy and
tongue fucked my ass.

      In college I got to fuck every member of the
team, and several of my female professors sought me
out to fuck them.  It was fun dominating them, by
making them eat my pussy, and rim my asshole.  There
was one professor that constantly professed her love
for me, so to make her prove her love I made her
open her mouth and I pissed in her moth until my
urine flowed out of her mouth and ran down her body.
I had her let my urine dry on her body and then get
dressed and go to class smelling of piss.

      After college I met a madam that ran a brothel
that catered to both men and women.  She saw the
potential of having me work for her.  She coached me
on how to dress the part of a dominatrix and how to
punish men and women without permanently hurting
them.

      I quickly learned to enjoy dominating both men
and women.  There was a lot of satisfaction whipping
the ass and genitals of mem in retribution for all of
the guys that had made fun of me while I was growing
up.  I had mixed emotions about women.  The pretty
bitches in school had shunned me and made fun of me,
but the other girls not included in the inner circle
were kind to me, even if my size frightened them.

     I had been working in the brothel for several
years and I developed a following of devoted patrons.
I felt comfortable in the stiletto high heeled black
tight fitting riding style boots.  I even enjoyed
wearing black leather corsets with built in push up
bras that lifted my big tits even more and allowed my
big brown areolas to be fully exposed.  As part of the
look I took to wearing large flashy ear rings or hops.
Any jewelry around my neck was deliberately long
enough to show off the deep cleavage between my
breasts.

      Then one day while I was dressed in civilian
attire, but there's nothing I can do to hide my size.  I
tower over almost everyone I'm in a room with.  On
this occasion when I was entering a Starbucks in the
local mall, and when there was the sound of
screeching tires my attention was distracted I almost
knocked over a tinny girl.  I felt like a heel because
at first glance I thought I had just about knocked
over a child.  She couldn't have been more than four-
feet eleven, and a blonde with hair almost reaching
the small of her back.  When I apologized for not
paying attention and almost knocking her down I
realized that she was a fully mature young woman.  I
insisted on buying coffee of her choice for her.

      She protested that it had been an accident and
there was no harm, but I insisted and bought a couple
on mocha late grandees and led her to a patio table.
I was intrigued by such an attractive little thing.

      I introduced myself as Diana.  She said that her
name was Linda, and added that my name was
appropriate, a Roman Goddess of the moon, and an old
European meaning "heavenly, divine".  Her definition
embarrassed me and I blushed.

      I asked her what she did for a living and she told
me that she was a senior in high school.  That
surprised me because I thought she was an adult.
"How old are you?"

      "I'm seventeen...I won't be eighteen for a little
more than three months."

      I couldn't help looking around to see if anyone was
watching.  "I feel like we shouldn't be talking to each
other!"

      "Why would you say that?"

      "If anyone that knows me saw me taking to a
minor it could lead to trouble for me!"

      'Why?"

      "The way I make a living would disturb most
people if they saw me talking to minor."

      "What do you do for a living?"

      I was uncomfortable telling her what I did, "I'm
an emotional therapist."

      "What does that mean?"

      I gave up, "Do you know what a Dominatrix is?"

      She gave me a perfect dictionary definition, "A
female that inflicts physical or emotional pain on
others for sexual gratification."  It took her a
moment before she caught on, "Oh...you certainly
have the figure for it!"

      Now it was my turn to blush.  "You can see how if
anyone that knows how I make a living could accuse
me of trying to seduce you."

      "Hmmm...That does sounds interesting to me."

      I had been attracted to her because she was
such an attractive, angelic looking girl, but I had
thought she was an adult.  Her body was well
proportioned even though she small.

      "By the way, why do think men and women pay for
your services?"

      I thought for a moment, "I suspect that the men
come to me because they have latent homosexual
desires, but can't face the fact, so when I fuck them
with a dildo their desires are satisfied without
admitting to themselves that they are gay, because
I'm a woman.  I also suspect that the women seek me
out because they are lesbians, surrendering to me
takes the guilt away because I'm forcing them to
perform sexual acts."

      Linda took a sip of her coffee, to think about
what I said.  "I'm not ashamed of being a lesbian, but
I would find it exciting to be dominated by a woman
like you!"

       "Look me up when you are eighteen."

      "What is your number?"

      I wrote down my home number on the back of a
business card and pushed it across the little table.
She picked it up and put in in her little fanny pack
that was around her waist.  We chatted about sex
until we finished or coffee.  I eventually began to
feel uncomfortable and wished her a good day, and
dropped my empty paper cup in the trash as I made
my way to the exit.

      I didn't give it much though and had all but
forgotten about meeting her.  The worst part about
my occupation is that you get jaded doing the thing I
do to men and women.  When I first started doing it
I got off punishing the naked bodies of men and
women, but over time it became just a job and I
didn't get any sexual satisfaction from doing it.

      One morning while I was sleeping late the phone
rang about 11:00 am.  When I picked up the phone I
didn't recognize the voice.  I don't give out my home
number to clients, they contact my through an
answering service.  I asked, "Who is this...Dear?"

      The pleasant voice of a young female said, "This is
Mary.  I'm the girl you bought coffee for a few
months ago.  You did tell me to call you when I turned
18."

      It all came rushing back, the way I had almost
knocked her over, and how attractive she was.  She
had been like a living Shirley Temple doll.  "Hello my
dear to what do I owe this honor?"

      "Now that I'm legally an adult I was hoping that
you would like to be my friend?"

      "I would like that, but not in a professional way!  I
would prefer to keep our relationship on strictly
friendly bases."

      "Can we meet some place again?"

      "There would be no better place to meet than the
Starbuck's we first met!  Would say 2:00 pm. be
convent for you?"

      "That would be perfect!  I will see you at 2:00
pm."

      After hanging up the phone I drew a bath and
soaked in the water until it turned cold and my skin
on my fingers prune up.  I took my sweet ever-loving
time selecting the clothes I felt would be appropriate
for meeting an innocent young woman.  I down played
the look, two-inch heeled pumps, nude nylons, simple
teal blue matching brassier and panties.  I used a
small garter belt to hold up my nylons.  I laid out a
selection of dressed to wear.  After some
deliberation I selected a silver shift dress that had
folded material that dipped deep between my
breasts, black pearls were the accessory I added.  I
selected a black beaded clutch.

      I left the house early enough to take my time
driving to the Starbuck's.  I found an empty parking
space near the front of the store and waited until I
saw Mary walking towards the store.

      I locked the car with my remote to lock my car as
I approached her.  When, she saw me approaching her
face lite-up with a big smile.  We entered the store
together and I bought our coffees.  We chose to sit
outdoors where we could talk in relative privacy.

      Mary told me all about her family and told me
that she hated the fact that she was so tinny.  She
had slept in a baby's crib until she was twelve years
old.  She was too embarrassed to invite anyone to
visit because she was ashamed that she was sleeping
in a baby's crib.  She was charged a child's price to
get in movies and couldn't see an R rated move to this
day.  When she drove the family car with cushions
behind her back the cops stopped her because they
thought she was too young to have a driver's license.
She was ignored by her contemporaries too.

      She told me that her first lesbian sexual
experience was a strange thing.  She was 13 at the
time.  She had planned on playing tennis at the local
park, and a girl about the same size approached her
to play with her.  The girl was impressed with my
game and invited me to come home with her, because
she lived across the street from the park I accepted
even though I knew she had no idea how old I was.  In
my tennis outfit I was wearing a sports bra that
smashed my tits.

      She introduced me to her mother and led me to
her room to listen to some music.  I knew she was a
lot younger than me, but she was a horny girl.  When
we were in her room she started kissing me.  She
slipped her hand under my tennis skirt with the built
in shorts.  When her hand slipped under the leg and
into the panties she found that I had pubic hair, and
asked me how old I was.  I told her that I was 13 and
she told me that she thought I was 9 too.  She
continued masturbating me.

      Her bedroom door opened and her mother
entered carrying a tray with milk and cookies.  She
even looked embarrassed when she saw her daughter
masturbating me and sat the tray down and left the
room.  That girl and I sucked pussies that day.  She
was thrilled to play with my tits too.

      I visited her regularly for a few weeks, then one
day when I knocked on her door her mother invited
me in and old me that her daughter was visiting her
grandparents.  I was about to excuse myself and
leave when she took me in her arms and kissed me on
the mouth.  It shocked me, but I didn't protest.  She
started feeling me up.  She was surprised to find
that I had breasts.  When she stuck her hand into my
panties she found that I had pubic hair and asked me
how old I was.  I told her that I would be 14 in a few
weeks.  She had thought I was her daughter's age all
along.  I got my first taste of a woman's pussy that
day.  I continued seeing her daughter and on occasion
visited her mother when the daughter was not
around.

      I told her my similar story with the exception
that basketball did give me some acceptance except I
was still not the person sought out for friendship or
dates.  I also told her about the woman that had
introduced me to sex as a child because she thought
I was a teenager.

      When we finished our stories and coffee I
suggested that she accompany me to my home.  She
jumped at the suggestion.  It was a pleasant trip to
my place.  As soon as we were in the house she
wanted to see my costumes that I wear while
working.  I was reluctant but at her persistence I
relented and opened the closet I use for my
costumes.

      Mary picked up and felt the leather corsets and
boots.  She told me that she would love to see me
dressed up.  I couldn't deny her anything.  I sat on
the upholstered bench in the closet as I removed my
clothes.  When I was naked I put on the sexy little
thong before putting on the dark nylons one leg at a
time.  Then I used boot hooks to pull the tight fitting
black boots with 4-inch stellate heels.  I selected a
tight fitting black leather corset that pushed up my
G sized breasts.  Gold hogs op ear rings completed
the look, except for brushing out my hair.

      She had to stand on the bench to be able to kiss
me on the mouth.  She also took hold of my nipples.  I
picked her up like a child and placed her on my hip and
carried her into my bedroom.  I stood her on the bed
and undressed her like a child.

      She had a perfectly proportioned body.  Even as
small as her breasts were they were large in
proportioned to her tinny frame.  She had streaked
blonde hair that was more than shoulder length.  Her
little pubic bush was darker than the hair on her
head.  I kissed her on the mouth while placing my
hand between her legs and stroking her pussy.

      I eventually laid her on the bed and I lay beside
her.  The difference in our size was so different that
while we kissed she was able to stick her toe into my
cunt and jill me with it.

      She wanted me to use her like I did my clients,
but I felt too motherly to do those kind of things to
her.  I chose to tie her hands to the headboard with
a couple of my nylon pantyhose and her feet the dame
way.  When she was defenseless I started tickling
her feet, tits and pussy until it was driving her crazy.
She even peed on my bed.  When she recovered I
licked her pussy clean.  When we had both had
several orgasms we got dressed.

      I put on a simple dress with two inch heels before
driving her home.  She insisted on me coming in to
meet her parents.  The look on her mother's face was
priceless when she saw me come through the door.
My head only clears the door by a couple of inches.
After the introductions her mother commented on
what a strange couple we made.

      Mary said, "I know people think we are mother
and daughter.  I kind of enjoy I when they think we
are related."

      Her mother said, "I thought you girlfriend was
closer to your age."

     Mary said, "We have a lot in common.  I didn't fit
in with my classmates and Diana had the same
problem because of her size."

      Her mother said, "Diana will you take care of my
daughter like she was your own?"

      "I swear that I do love her like she's my own!"


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