Giantess Tara - Unaware Giantess workouts in shiny leggings traps tiny makes him an ass slave

Giantess Tara - Unaware Giantess workouts in shiny leggings traps tiny makes him an ass slave

As Giantess Tara, I couldn't help but feel a sense of power and dominance with every step I took. My shiny purple Nike leggings hugged my voluptuous figure tightly, accentuating every curve and muscle. My white sneakers squeaked against the clean gym floor as I made my way towards the weightlifting area. I paused for a moment to catch my breath, feeling the sweat begin to trickle down my skin. Suddenly, something small and insignificant caught my eye. Perched on a nearby machine was a tiny figure, cowering in fear. With a wicked grin spreading across my face, I approached him. "What do we have here?" I purred, looming over him menacingly. He trembled beneath my gaze, his heart racing in his chest. "It looks like someone needs a little discipline." I reached down, scooping him up into my hand. His eyes grew wide with terror as he realized what was about to happen. With one swift movement, I plunged him deep into the back of my leggings, feeling him slide down my muscular thigh and into the warm, welcoming abyss of my ass. I began my workout, lifting weights and doing squats with ease. From time to time, I would pause and adjust myself, feeling the squirming of my new toy deep within me. The sensation sent shivers of pleasure coursing through my body. But soon, even this wasn't enough for me. My ass slave was proving to be too much of a distraction. With a sigh of resignation, I reached back and grabbed him, pulling him out of my ass and up to my face. He gagged on the stench of sweat emanating from my body. "Sorry, kid," I said, my voice a cruel whisper in his ear. "You were just too much of a distraction. Guess it's time to get a little more comfortable where you are." And with that, I shoved him deeper inside my asshole, feeling him disappear completely. I could still sense him down there, squirming and writhing, but for now, he was out of sight and out of mind. As I continued my workout, I couldn't help but feel a sense of satisfaction. My ass felt full and warm, and the thrill of power that coursed through my veins was like nothing else. And even though I couldn't see him or feel him moving, I knew he was there, trapped inside me, my personal plaything.