T-Girl fairy tale 6

“You poor thing, you have been in training for me and just didn’t know it. But I still don’t understand something. Unless you were doing a very good job of acting you truly seemed to be enjoying our love making, yet when you speak of them there is obvious hatred in your voice.”

“My step mother and older step sister use me as casually as one would use a paring knife. I was a tool to accomplish a job and nothing else, though I believe that they found extra enjoyment in using me that way. So in self preservation and an effort to keep their womanly penises inside of me the least amount of time possible, I tried to be the most effective tool that I could be. That is where I learned that if I squeezed their throbbing pricks while inside me they came all the quicker and then I could go on my way.”

“Judging from how well it works on me I would say that you were successful in becoming an effective tool.”

The beautiful Angel laughed as she playfully ran her hand over his muscular stomach.

“I did indeed. So much so that they began telling me when to grip them and when not to, so I had to learn to do it with more subtlety so they didn’t realize what I was doing until they were coming.”