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Rise of the Giantess - SCALE OF JUSTICE Cruel Giantess Andrea


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The door to the interrogation room swung open, revealing a towering figure clad in a black leather dominatrix outfit. She wore a thin, leather belt around her thick waist that held up her form-fitting leggings and a corset that accentuated her ample cleavage. Her stare was cold and piercing as she stepped into the room, casting a shadow that seemed to engulf the frightened man seated at the table before her.

Her name was Andrea, and she was known throughout the criminal underworld as a ruthless and formidable figure. Today, she was back in her element, ready to extract information from one of the city's most notorious gang members. As she approached the table, her high heels clacking against the concrete floor, the man couldn't help but stare up at her in awe, his eyes transfixed on her towering form.

"I suggest you start talking," Andrea growled, her deep voice resonating in the small room. She leaned over the table, her breasts pressing against the metal surface, her face just inches from the trembling man's. He could feel the heat emanating from her body, and it was making him even more anxious. "You have been brought here for a reason, and I assure you, I will not stop until I have what I want."

The man tried to muster up some courage, but it was clear that he was no match for Andrea's intimidating presence. He stammered out a few words, but they were quickly cut off by Andrea's raised hand. She reached down, grabbing him by the neck and lifting him off the chair effortlessly. His feet dangled in the air as she loomed over him, her face just inches from his. He could feel her warm breath against his skin, and it sent shivers down his spine.

"Talk," Andrea commanded again, her grip tightening slightly. The man cried out in pain, but the sound was muffled by the leather glove covering Andrea's hand. "I will ask you one more time. Where is the stash?"

 

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