Workout Giantess finds and traps Ass Slave in leggings and White Sneakers
The moment Tara walked into the room, she could feel the tension in the air. Another tiny had been reduced to nothing more than a smear on her ass, and she needed a new plaything to keep her company during her workout. Dressed in her iconic shiny purple nike leggings and a tight tank top, she began to search for someone small enough to be of use to her.
Her eyes scanned the room, fixing on every hiding spot and crevice, looking for any sign of movement. It was then that she noticed something small and pale, hiding on her desk. A trembling figure, trying desperately to go unnoticed. She couldn't help but smirk as she made her way over to them, her muscles rippling under her tight clothing.
Without warning, Tara grabbed the tiny by the neck and pulled them out into the open. Their eyes widened in terror as they found themselves face-to-face with their new mistress. Tara towered over them, her body an imposing figure of power and domination. She teased them for several minutes, rubbing her ass against their face and taunting them with the thought of what was to come.
Finally, she grabbed the tiny and stuffed them into the back of her leggings, where they would be trapped inside her ass for the duration of her workout. As she began to move, the tiny could feel every inch of her powerful body shifting and flexing beneath them. They tried to squirm away, but Tara's grip was unbreakable.
The view from the tiny's perspective was nothing short of terrifying. They were surrounded by Tara's massive ass cheeks, feeling every thump and jiggle as she moved. It was a 3rd person view of their own destruction, and they couldn't help but feel powerless against their new mistress.
Despite the squirming and wriggling of her new captive, Tara found herself growing impatient. She had hoped for a more obedient ass slave, one who would willingly submit to her every whim. So, she decided to take matters into her own hands (or rather, her ass).
With a sigh of exasperation, she grabbed the tiny again and stuffed them deeper inside her asshole. This time, they would be forgotten, left to wallow in their own filth and despair. As she began to work out again, the tiny's cries of despair faded into the background, drowned out by the sound of Tara's heavy breathing and the thud of her footsteps on the gym floor.
The leggings, white sneakers, and Tara's commanding presence were all that remained in the tiny's line of sight. They were trapped, utterly and completely at the mercy of their giantess mistress. And there was nothing they could do about it.
