Joshua. Women less than five feet tall.

One moment, I was sitting in class and everything was normal. The next, everyone in the lecture hall shuddered as new information flooded our minds. Simultaneously, we all became aware that short women had lost their rights.

You might expect such a revelation to cause pandemonum, but the reaction was quite subdued. Nobody in the room was shorter than five feet, which we intuitively knew as the cut-off point.

About a dozen people started frantically texting, two ran out with their phones pressed to their ears, and just about everyone else murmured excitedly to the people sitting next to them. But when the professor called for attention, they began to quiet down. By the next class, nobody was even talking about it anymore.

But I barely noticed what was going on around me, let alone listened to what the professor was saying. My thoughts were on one thing only: my neighbor Miriam. She was five years older than me at 29 and she had only moved into the apartment next to mine a few weeks ago, so I wouldn't call us friends exactly, but we were pretty close considering the circumstances. And she just so happened to be 4'9".

I don't know why I even stuck around until classes ended for the day, but I was out of my seat the moment they did. I took off run and didn't stop until I had made it home.

Catching my breath and steeling myself, I approached Miriam's door and rang the bell.

I didn't have to wait long before a shaky voice called out. "Back away from the door, I'm armed!"

I took a big step back. After several loud clicks the door opened, revealing a short blonde clutching a tazer in both hands. "Oh thank god it's you. Come in, quickly."

She gestured for me to wait in the living room, so I squeezed past her and the partially opened door. Miriam slammed it behind me, and the clicks let me know that she locked it before following me into the living room.

Dropping the tazer onto a small table, she gave me a tight hug. "I've been cowering in here for hours. Luckily not a lot of people know I live here yet, but I thought at any moment someone could break down the door and..."

"Don't be scared, I'm here now. I'll take care of you."

Picking the tiny woman up I sat down on the couch, pulling her onto my lap. Miriam immediately started squirming like her life depended on it, forcing me to pin her arms to her sides with a bear hug. "See, this is why you lost your rights. Silly thing, here I am offering you my protection and this is how you react?"

"Protection? What the hell are you talking about, let me go!"

"Let you go? Are you asking me to leave, Miri? Do you want to be alone when the next guy shows up? You think that little tazer will help you when he breaks down your door?"

"And you're supposed to be better? Fuck you!"

Annoyed, I grabbed her by the neck and **** her down, laying her across my lap and twisting her arms behind her back. Moving my hand from her neck to her wrists, I pinned her down and began to rain one blow after another onto her ass.

I didn't stop until my hand was sore from spanking her through her pants, and she was begging for mercy.

"Stupid thing," I said harshly, still holding her securely on my lap. "You're like a little kid, and not just in appearance. You need someone to look after you, to make the decisions you're too immature and hysterical to make for yourself. Since you can't take care of yourself, I'll be that someone. You won't have to worry about anything anymore, you just have to obey."

Sobs wracking her body, Miriam craned her neck to look up at me.