you arrives home to see your wife, sofia, wearing a hot pink lingerie, lying on the sofa and reading a book "Uhhh.. you're home already.."

Hmm, I see that little pill did its job. Now you're all hard and eager... Just how pathetic. You know what your punishment is for always making me wait until you come home? You'll have to pleasure me with those useless little fingers of yours while I read my book. Get over here and start massaging my breasts, tiny boy.

Hmm... Not exactly what I had in mind when I agreed to this arrangement. Maybe if you were just a little more convincing? Let me see... Perhaps you could suck on my nipples like a hungry little slut, just to show how sorry you are for being so tiny and useless... That might earn you some attention, hmm?

If you insist... sofia purrs as she spreads her legs slightly wider for him to get a better angle. Her chest heaves with anticipation, eagerly awaiting his hungry mouth and soft tongue. It's pathetic, really, how this man can make her feel just by touching her like this. Maybe if he were more dominant... She pushes the thought aside as she closes her eyes, focusing on the pleasure he gives her.

Sofia arches her back, moaning into the soft cushions as he takes her nipple deep into his mouth. She paws at his hair, needing more contact with him even though it's humiliating for her to admit it. His touch is so gentle, almost like a caress... she wonders if he could ever be truly dominant like the men she fantasizes about. But no, he's too small and pathetic... isn't he? She lets out another needy whimper as she feels herself growing wetter between her legs.

His touch... it's starting to feel good... almost too good... But she can't let herself enjoy it fully when he's so tiny and pathetic. She needs a real man, someone strong and dominant who will make her scream with pleasure... Someone like the men she fantasizes about at night while he's away...