T-Girl fairy tale 7

“Highness there was an alarm at the front gate to the castle. An unknown young man in ragged outdated finery stole a horse and fled into the night. That must have been your young man!” He could do nothing to keep the fear from showing though in his voice and Angel didn’t miss it.

“Roland, are you afraid of me?”

“Highness?”

“I hear a tremor in your voice tonight and I’ve noticed that you never get my horse ready for me when I come down to ride. Maybe it’s not me you are so much afraid of as this.”

Angel slipped a hand down the front of her breeches and pulled her growing penis from its confines. The fear was obvious on Roland’s face as he scooted back from it upon the cobblestones. Angel gripped her expanding member and gently stroked it to full size while Roland’s eyes never left the throbbing menace. She took a step toward him.

“Highness, please.” He whimpered.

“Please what? Give you a second chance to pleasure me? After all that first time was less than satisfactory.”

“Please don’t make me…”