T-Girl fairy tale 9

“You are only a woman! There is no way you can break me! You’ll be out on your arse before I even break a sweat.”

“I do not think so. You see I have a very special way to break you that I’m sure will have you talking very soon.”

Mistress Martha’s back was to her unknown audience when she dropped the cloak down around her feet. In addition to the mask she had on only knee high ridding boots. They could see the face of the spy go completely ashen and he began to stutter as sweat appeared on his brow.

“Please Mistress…no…I’ll tell you everything…please no…”

As they continued to watch Mistress Martha turned around. Jared gasped as they all saw the incredible size of her cock. It was monstrous! Easily long enough to reach her knees and thick enough to take both of her hands to encircle it. She was holding it in her hands as she approached the spy’s unprotected arse and began to press the huge tip between his small butt cheeks. As he began to scream wildly Angel tossed the cover back over the crystal ball and silence fell in the room.