A few days after their intense private fitting session, Su Qingyi sent Mr. Wei a short, imperious message that left no room for discussion:
"Come to my penthouse tonight at 8 PM for the final fitting and adjustments of the gown. Don't be late."
When the doorbell rang exactly at 8:00, Su Qingyi opened the door wearing a long, flowing black silk dress that clung to her tall, statuesque 178 cm frame like a second skin. A daringly high slit ran all the way up her left thigh, almost reaching her hip bone and revealing a tantalizing glimpse of smooth, toned leg with every movement. Beneath the elegant silk, she wore absolutely nothing — no bra, no panties, nothing to hide her body from the short tailor she had summoned.
Mr. Wei stood in the doorway, looking even smaller than she remembered at only 152 cm. He clutched his tailoring kit tightly, his eyes widening instantly the moment they landed on her towering figure and the provocative slit of her dress.
Su Qingyi looked down at him with her signature cold, arrogant smile — the kind that made powerful men feel small. "Come in."
She turned gracefully and led him into her luxurious living room. Floor-to-ceiling windows offered a stunning night view of Shanghai's glittering skyline, but Mr. Wei's gaze was helplessly glued to the sway of her hips and the long, exposed stretch of her thigh.
"Stand there," she ordered, pointing to a spot directly in front of the large, plush sofa. She remained standing tall in her sharp black high heels, towering over the tiny tailor by more than 25 cm. The height difference made her feel powerful, in complete control.
Mr. Wei knelt down immediately, as if it were the most natural thing in the world for him. He opened his kit with slightly trembling hands and began the pretense of "adjusting" the dress. His fingers brushed along the edge of the high slit, slowly moving higher up her smooth, toned thigh. In the name of checking the fit, his palm glided over the firm curve of her ass, squeezing lightly.
Su Qingyi stood perfectly still, her expression cold and imperious, but inside, her body was already heating up rapidly. A familiar warmth bloomed between her legs. She could feel her pussy starting to moisten from the sheer dominance of the situation — this short, insignificant man kneeling at her feet, touching her like he had permission.
Mr. Wei grew bolder with every passing second. His fingers returned to the edge of the slit again and again, "adjusting" the fabric while deliberately letting his fingertips brush against the soft, smooth skin right beside her bare pussy lips. Each time he did it, he lingered a little longer, stroking the sensitive area teasingly.
Su Qingyi's breathing deepened. She could feel herself getting wetter, her slickness beginning to coat her inner folds. When his fingers brushed directly over her pussy lips for the third time — sliding lightly across the delicate skin — a small shiver ran through her long legs.
Mr. Wei's voice came out low and shaky, thick with lust. "Miss Su… the slit is a bit too tight here. I need to check the fit more carefully… I can feel how wet you are already. Your pretty pussy is getting so slippery just from my fingers brushing against it."
Su Qingyi's cheeks flushed with a mix of embarrassment and arousal, but she kept her tone icy and arrogant. "Is that so? Then stop talking and fix it properly, little tailor. If my pussy is wet, it's because you're taking too long."
Mr. Wei swallowed hard, his face flushed red. His small hands trembled with excitement. "May I… remove the dress completely? It will be much easier to adjust the slit and check everything properly if you're naked for me."
Su Qingyi didn't bother replying with words. She simply reached behind her neck with elegant fingers and slowly unzipped the long black silk dress. The luxurious fabric slid down her tall body like liquid, pooling silently at her feet. She stood completely naked before him except for her sharp high heels, her 178 cm frame on full, breathtaking display.
Mr. Wei's eyes widened in pure awe and hunger. Her body was flawless — endlessly long, toned legs that seemed to go on forever, a graceful slender torso, perky C-cup breasts with stiff pink nipples already erect from arousal, a tiny cinched waist, and a perfectly rounded, firm ass. Above her smooth, glistening pussy was a neat, small triangular bush — trimmed elegantly short, just enough to look feminine, teasing, and sophisticated.
"Beautiful…" Mr. Wei whispered reverently, almost in disbelief. "Your body is absolutely perfect, Miss Su… so tall, so elegant, so commanding. And this little bush… it makes your pussy look even prettier. So delicate and feminine… like it's inviting me to touch."
He reached out with two fingers and gently played with the soft, neatly trimmed patch of hair above her slit. The little triangular bush was perfectly shaped — short, silky black curls arranged in a delicate, elegant triangle that pointed downward like an arrow toward her pussy. It was trimmed short enough to look sophisticated and feminine, yet long enough to feel soft and teasing under his fingertips. He stroked the tiny curls lightly, tugging them with delicate care, letting the soft hairs slide between his fingers as if he were admiring fine silk.
His third finger brushed teasingly against her wet slit, sliding slowly up and down the slick, puffy outer lips without pushing inside. Su Qingyi's pussy lips were full and smooth — plump, slightly swollen from arousal, with a delicate rosy-pink color that contrasted beautifully against her pale skin. The inner lips were thin and dainty, just barely peeking out like soft petals, already glistening with a thin layer of her clear, sticky nectar. Every time his finger glided along the seam, her lips parted slightly, revealing the wet, shiny entrance beneath.
Su Qingyi let out a soft, involuntary breath, her long, toned legs trembling slightly at the knees. "Mmm… careful with your hands, little man…"
The sensation of his warm fingers playing with her elegant bush sent tiny sparks of pleasure through her lower belly. She could feel every gentle tug on the soft curls, every slow stroke of his fingertip along her slick pussy lips. The wet, slippery feeling was intoxicating — her own arousal coating his fingers, making soft, faint squelching sounds as he teased her. Her clit, hidden at the top of the slit, was already swollen and throbbing, begging for more attention, but he deliberately avoided it, keeping her on edge.
Mr. Wei continued his slow, worshipful exploration for several long moments. He used his thumb and index finger to gently pinch and roll the tiny curls of her bush, then let his middle finger glide repeatedly between her plump outer lips, spreading her wetness up and down. Occasionally he would press just a little firmer, letting the pad of his finger dip between the soft folds without entering her, coating himself thoroughly in her slick juices. The wet sounds were quiet but unmistakable — soft, lewd schlick… schlick… noises every time his finger moved along her increasingly soaked pussy.
Su Qingyi's breathing grew heavier. She could feel the warm, slippery trail his fingers left behind, the way her pussy lips grew even plumper and more sensitive with every teasing stroke. Her long legs felt weak with building desire, and a thin string of her clear arousal was already beginning to drip slowly from her entrance.
After several long, torturous moments of him lovingly stroking her elegant bush and teasing her dripping pussy, Su Qingyi's voice finally came out commanding yet thick with arousal:
"Enough playing with my pussy and my pretty little bush, you perverted little tailor. Lie down on the floor. Now."
Mr. Wei obeyed instantly, lying flat on his back on the expensive carpet. Because of his short height, his head ended up positioned right near her feet, giving him a perfect, submissive view looking up at her towering, completely naked 178 cm body.
Su Qingyi stepped over him with graceful dominance, planting one high-heeled foot on each side of his small frame. She looked down at him arrogantly from her full height, her smooth, glistening pussy hovering directly above his face. The neat triangular bush framed her plump, wet pussy lips beautifully, the soft black curls glistening with traces of her arousal. A single thin strand of her sticky nectar slowly stretched downward, threatening to drip onto his lips at any moment.
She slipped off one of her sharp black high heels, revealing her elegant, perfectly pedicured foot. Her feet were long and slender like the rest of her body — high arches, smooth soft soles, and long, graceful toes with neatly painted deep-red toenails. She lifted that elegant bare foot and placed her warm, soft sole directly onto his crotch, pressing down firmly against his surprisingly short but very thick cock. The sole of her foot was warm and silky from being in the high heel, and she began to slowly rub and stroke his girth with deliberate, sensual movements. Her long toes curled around the thick shaft like a living ring, massaging and squeezing the fat cock with teasing pressure, feeling every throbbing vein and the heavy pulse beneath her skin.
At the same time, she raised her other still-heeled foot and shoved it toward his mouth, the sharp heel dangling dangerously close before she pressed her toes against his lips.
"Suck," she ordered coldly, her voice dripping with superiority and lust. "Worship my beautiful feet while I play with this thick little cock of yours. Show me how much a pathetic short man like you loves being stepped on by a tall supermodel."
Mr. Wei opened his mouth eagerly, moaning with submissive delight as he began licking and sucking her long, elegant toes. His tongue swirled greedily between each toe, sucking them one by one into his hot, wet mouth with loud, hungry sounds.
Slurp… lick… suck… slurp… mmmph…
"Mmm… your cock is so ridiculously short but so fucking thick…" Su Qingyi murmured, looking down at him with a mix of arrogant disdain and genuine, growing arousal. She ground her soft, warm sole harder against his throbbing girth, stroking him up and down in slow, sensual foot-job motions. Her long toes flexed and curled tightly around the fat shaft, squeezing and milking it rhythmically while her sole rubbed the sensitive underside. "It feels so funny under my foot… I can barely cover the whole pathetic length with my sole, but I love how hard and fat it gets for me. Look at you — a tiny, worthless little tailor getting foot-fucked by a naked supermodel while you slobber and drool all over my perfect toes like a desperate dog."
Mr. Wei moaned loudly around her toes, the deep vibrations traveling straight through her foot and up her leg. His short but impressively thick cock pulsed and twitched violently under her other foot, leaking sticky precum that smeared messily across her soft sole with every stroke. The wet, slippery feeling of his precum mixing with the warmth of her foot made her toes glide even more smoothly over his shaft.
Su Qingyi's own pussy was dripping wet now. Standing tall above him, she could feel her plump pussy lips throbbing, the neat triangular bush glistening with her juices. Another thin, clear string of her arousal slowly dripped from between her slick folds, stretching downward toward Mr. Wei's face. Her long legs trembled with building lust as she watched him moan and drool beneath her, completely lost in worshipping her feet while she dominated him with her own.
She pressed her bare foot harder against his cock, using the ball of her foot to rub slow circles around the thick head while her toes continued squeezing and stroking the shaft. Occasionally she would slide her foot lower and gently squeeze his heavy balls between her soft toes, rolling them teasingly before returning to stroke his throbbing cock with firm, rhythmic pressure.
The tall, arrogant supermodel stood completely naked and dominant above the short tailor, using her elegant, long feet to both pleasure and humiliate him. Her perky breasts rose and fell with heavier breaths, her hard pink nipples stiff with excitement, while her wet pussy hovered teasingly just out of reach above his face.
The night was still very young… and Su Qingyi had every intention of pushing this little man to his limits before she was satisfied.
After several long minutes of intense foot teasing — her soft sole relentlessly stroking his thick cock while he slobbered over her elegant toes — Su Qingyi looked down at the short man lying helplessly beneath her with a cold yet burning aroused smile.
"Enough playing with your little toy, shorty," she said arrogantly, her voice low and commanding. "I want to use your face now. I'm going to smother that pathetic mouth with my wet pussy."
She gracefully stepped forward, turned around so her perfect ass faced him, and slowly lowered her tall body onto Mr. Wei's face in a full facesitting position. Her long, toned legs straddled his head as she settled her dripping, bare pussy directly onto his mouth and nose, her neat triangular bush brushing against the tip of his nose.
Mr. Wei let out a deep, muffled groan of pure pleasure. Up close, her pussy was breathtakingly intimate. The outer lips were plump and smooth, swollen with arousal, a soft rosy-pink color that glistened with her abundant nectar. The inner lips were delicate and thin, slightly parted like silky petals, revealing the slick, shiny entrance that was already leaking clear strings of arousal. The neat little triangular bush above her clit was perfectly trimmed — soft, short black curls forming an elegant arrow that pointed straight down toward her throbbing clit, which was now swollen and peeking out from its hood.
Her feminine scent was strong, musky, and intoxicating — a heady mix of sweet arousal and elegant perfume that made his head spin.
Su Qingyi started doing slow, controlled hip movements, lifting and lowering herself in a teasing sit-up motion so her wet pussy rubbed and dragged across his mouth and nose with every rise and fall.
"Ahh… mmm… yes, use your tongue properly, you worthless little man," she commanded, her voice breathy but still dripping with dominance. "Lick my pretty pussy while I sit on your face. Stick that tongue deep inside my wet cunt and drink every drop."
Mr. Wei obeyed eagerly, his hot tongue sliding between her plump outer lips, licking long, hungry strokes from her entrance up to her swollen clit. Wet, obscene sounds filled the room.
Slurp… lick… slurp… schlick…
Su Qingyi moaned softly, her long legs trembling slightly as she continued grinding her pussy against his face in slow, deliberate circles. Her juices coated his lips, chin, and nose, making everything slick and messy.
"Mmm… good boy… your tongue feels decent for someone so ridiculously small… Keep licking my clit… ahh… right there… suck on my swollen lips like the desperate slut you are."
After several minutes of facesitting and face-fucking his mouth, Su Qingyi finally lifted her hips off his drenched face. A thick string of her arousal stretched between her pussy and his lips before breaking. She lay down gracefully beside him on the soft carpet, her tall, naked 178 cm body stretching out like a goddess. She turned toward him and casually draped one of her long, elegant legs over his small body.
Her soft, warm foot immediately found his short but extremely thick cock again. The sole of her foot — smooth, silky, with a high arch and long graceful toes painted deep red — began teasing him once more. She stroked his girth slowly up and down with her sole, her long toes curling tightly around the fat shaft, squeezing and milking it with deliberate, sensual pressure.
At the same time, she leaned in close, her perky C-cup breasts brushing against his chest, and started licking his dark, hairy nipple with her warm, wet tongue. She swirled around the sensitive bud teasingly, then sucked it gently into her mouth.
"Look at you," she whispered filthily against his skin, her voice full of mocking control. "Such a short, pathetic little man… lying here like a toy while a tall, superior goddess like me plays with your ridiculous thick cock using only my beautiful foot. Does it excite you knowing these long legs could crush you whenever I want? That I can smother you with my wet pussy and you'd thank me for it?"
Mr. Wei moaned loudly, his hips twitching. "Yes… Miss Su… your foot feels so good… so soft and warm… I'm so small compared to you…"
Su Qingyi laughed softly, a low, arrogant sound, and sucked harder on his nipple while her foot continued its slow, teasing footjob — sliding her sole along the entire short length, rubbing the fat head with her toes, occasionally pressing down to squeeze his heavy balls.
"You're so fucking short… your cock is short too, but so stupidly thick and veiny. It feels funny under my foot… like a fat little toy I can play with. But I love how hard and desperate it gets for me. Look how much precum is leaking just from my toes squeezing you."
She then sat up smoothly, straddled his waist with her long legs, and lowered herself so her plump, dripping pussy lips rested directly on top of his thick cock. Her wet outer lips parted around his girth as she began rubbing her slick, soaked cunt back and forth along his entire shaft in long, slow strokes. Her hand reached down to play with his heavy, full balls, gently squeezing and massaging them, rolling them between her elegant fingers.
"Mmm… feel that, shorty?" she teased, her voice dripping with arrogance and lust. "My pretty pussy is so wet and warm… sliding all over your short, fat cock. My plump lips are kissing every inch of you. Your balls feel so heavy and full… are you really going to cum just from me rubbing my dripping cunt on you like a cheap whore?"
Mr. Wei groaned desperately, his hips bucking upward. "Miss Su… your pussy feels incredible… so slippery and hot… I'm getting so close already…"
Su Qingyi smiled wickedly and rubbed her pussy faster along his throbbing shaft, her swollen clit grinding against the thick head while her fingers continued squeezing and tugging his balls.
"Good. Then cum for me, you pathetic little man. Show me how quickly a short, worthless tailor loses control when a tall woman uses him as her personal sex toy. Spray your cum all over my pussy lips."
The combination of her slick, warm pussy lips sliding relentlessly along his cock, the pressure on his sensitive head, and her hand mercilessly massaging his balls finally pushed Mr. Wei over the edge. With a loud, broken groan, he came hard — thick, powerful ropes of white cum shooting out and splattering across his own stomach, her plump pussy lips, and dripping down onto his balls.
Su Qingyi didn't stop. She continued sliding her soaked, cum-smeared pussy over his twitching cock even as he was still cumming, smearing his seed all over her swollen lips and clit, making everything messy and shiny.
After his first orgasm finally subsided, she lifted herself off him. Using her elegant long feet, she gathered the thick cum that had landed on his stomach, rubbing it thoroughly onto her soft soles and between her long red-painted toes until her feet were glistening with his load.
"Now clean it up, shorty," she ordered coldly, extending one cum-covered foot directly toward his mouth. "Lick every drop of your own filthy cum off my perfect feet."
Mr. Wei obeyed without hesitation, his tongue eagerly licking and sucking his own cum from her beautiful soles and toes while Su Qingyi watched with a superior, aroused smile.
Once her feet were spotless again, she moved back to his cock. It was still semi-hard and twitching. She inspected it closely, wrapping her elegant fingers around the thick girth and stroking it slowly. Her thumb rubbed teasingly over the sensitive slit at the tip, spreading the mix of cum and precum in slow circles.
"Mmm… your cock is still twitching even after cumming… It's so short, but so thick and veiny. Look at how it reacts when I play with the head like this… so sensitive."
She leaned down, bringing her face close to his cock, and licked the swollen head with just the tip of her tongue — a slow, deliberate, teasing lick right across the slit. Then she did it again, and again, flicking and swirling her tongue around the sensitive head while her hand kept stroking the thick shaft.
Mr. Wei moaned loudly, his small body jerking and trembling.
Su Qingyi laughed softly, her eyes gleaming with dominance. "Pathetic… you're already close again? Then let's see how much of a mess a short man like you can make."
She increased the pace — her tongue licking faster over the head while her hand stroked him firmly. The wet, slurping sounds of her tongue mixed with his desperate moans. The intense stimulation on his oversensitive cockhead after his first orgasm quickly became too much.
With a helpless, high-pitched cry, Mr. Wei came again — this time harder and messier. Thick ropes of cum mixed with clear fluid squirted out in powerful spurts, spraying onto her hand, her fingers, and even splashing onto her perky breasts and stomach. His whole body convulsed as the intense orgasm forced out both cum and a small amount of involuntary pee-like squirt from the overwhelming pleasure.
Su Qingyi pulled her hand back slightly, looking at the sticky, messy mixture on her fingers with a mocking, satisfied smile.
"Oh my… you came again so quickly? And you even squirted a little pee mixed with your cum… How utterly pathetic. A short, weak man like you can't even control his own cock or bladder when a tall woman teases him a little. Look at the mess you made all over me."
She laughed softly, raising her cum-and-squirt-covered hand to show him, her expression full of arrogant amusement and dark satisfaction.
Mr. Wei lay there panting heavily, completely spent, humiliated, and trembling, while Su Qingyi continued to look down at him with cold, dominant superiority, clearly far from finished with her little toy.