Buzz. One text, and our perfect afternoon is over. My boyfriend is nearly home, he banned tiny submissives from the house, and he’d flatten my favourite little fan under his sneaker without blinking. So I improvise. This giantess fantasy audio follows the plan: I stretch out on the couch, pull my panties from my sweaty crack and announce your hiding spot. My ass. Ten minutes, head first, no arguing. Hear me grumble as you kick and squirm in there, then dissolve into giggles because, honestly, it feels amazing. Have I had a living toy all along? Yes, it’s stinky. Hold on. Then the front door opens, he wanders off to change, and I forget all about you. Shrinking fantasy, giantess humiliation and a very distracted Domme, heard best on headphones.
🖤 Mistress Mercy Rage 🖤 Do you deserve my Mercy… or my Rage?
Buzz. One text, and our perfect afternoon is over. My boyfriend is nearly home, he banned tiny submissives from the house, and he’d flatten my favourite little fan under his sneaker without blinking. So I improvise. This giantess fantasy audio follows the plan: I stretch out on the couch, pull my panties from my sweaty crack and announce your hiding spot. My ass. Ten minutes, head first, no arguing. Hear me grumble as you kick and squirm in there, then dissolve into giggles because, honestly, it feels amazing. Have I had a living toy all along? Yes, it’s stinky. Hold on. Then the front door opens, he wanders off to change, and I forget all about you. Shrinking fantasy, giantess humiliation and a very distracted Domme, heard best on headphones.