“Would you like to see them again?” Qi'ra asks, a teasing note in her voice.
She lowers you down slightly. Her smiling face towering over you, as she very obviously implies that she wants you to say 'yes'.
Slightly flustered you reply, “Yes, of course!”
She giggles and lowers you back down to the floor. As you gather your bearings and stand back up, a shadow looms over you, as Qi'ra’s feet dangle above you. She stretches and wiggles her toes over you, holding them just out of reach.
“Like what you see, little one?” She teases, as she continues showing off.
You don’t even reply, too busy being mesmerized by the long black socks, which disappear into the long flowing black pants she wears. She certainly has a sense of fashion, but that is almost lost on you. Her feet begin to draw even closer. Her left foot stops, while her right foot moves even closer, before gently colliding with you. You are knocked to the ground, as her foot hovers over you, only a few inches away.
Qi'ra giggles. “Well, I hope you don’t mind a closer look.”
She gently lowers her foot. Everything turns black, as Qi'ra’s sole becomes your entire world, and the warm fabric of her sock pins you to the floor. Above, you can faintly hear Qi'ra giggling, as she begins to smother you, grinding you back and forth underneath the sole of her foot. It is amazingly warm and soft, not to mention, the feeling of being completely dominated. It feels good, you could get used to this. Qi'ra giggles to herself, sliding her foot off of you, and setting her feet on either side of you.
“You’re so small, and cute.” She teases, “I should keep you forever, as my little pet.”
Her soles close in around you, and pin you between them. She starts to gently rub you back and forth between them. It feels like having two heated blankets, smothering you from either side.
Eventually, the onslaught of affection stops, as Qi'ra’s feet back away, and lie in wait on either side of you.
She leans down, smiling over you. “How about we play a little game?”
“What kind of game?”
“Well, with you being small and all…” She says, gently reaching down and grabbing you. “I was thinking it would be easy to come up with something a little more… Unique...”
She holds you in her palm, just inches away from her seductive face.
“I uh, sure.” You say, getting the feeling, that whatever game she comes up with, will be enjoyable for you.
“Well, I was thinking we could play hide and seek or something. It should be a lot harder to find you at that size. Or maybe prison break.” She giggles. “I could lock you up somewhere safe, and you'd have to try and break out, or else I’ll keep you there. Or maybe put you somewhere more secure when the games over.”
Your imagination starts to run wild with possibilities.
"Or maybe something else." She says. "If you have a better idea."
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