The Fart Train on Housemaid
Ariel, Scarlett, and Thay were homeschooled best friends who lived in a luxurious mansion. They had everything they could ever desire, including their very own house slave. One day, Scarlett decided to show off her humble abode along with the unique "service" they had access to.
Without any further ado, she called in their housemaid—a young man dressed in an embarrassing maid outfit—to entertain her friends by making him do something utterly humiliating. The three girls laughed, amused at the thought of how they could degrade this poor soul.
Scarlett clapped her hands and pointed at the housemaid. "Kneel down," she commanded, indicating for him to get on his knees. He hesitated for a moment but did as he was told.
"Now, lick my ass, you pathetic slave," she ordered, pulling her panties down to her ankles. The housemaid looked up at her, terrified but also strangely aroused by the idea of pleasuring his mistress in this way.
As he leaned forward to comply with her request, Scarlett's friends couldn't help but giggle as they watched on. It was then that Scarlett came up with an even better idea.
"We should all bend over the bed," she suggested, her eyes lighting up with excitement. "We'll fart in his face, one by one, and then pass him on to the next person."
Ariel and Thay nodded in agreement, their faces twisted with glee at the thought of this unusual train ride they were about to embark on. The housemaid trembled nervously as they all walked towards the bed, his mind racing with fear and anticipation of what was about to happen.
As they gathered around the bed, Ariel was the first to take a seat on the edge and let loose a loud, stinky fart right into his face. The housemaid closed his eyes, trying desperately not to gag on the repulsive odor that assaulted his senses.
"Open your mouth, you filthy thing," Thay commanded, smacking him hard across the face as she pushed him down closer to Ariel's fart cloud.
Reluctantly, he opened his mouth and took a deep breath of the stench that surrounded him. It was then that Scarlett leaned over and joined in, farting directly into his mouth. The housemaid gagged and choked as he tried desperately to breathe through the nauseating smell.
"Do you like that, little slave?" Scarlett taunted, slapping him across the face. "Because we can do this all day if you want."
The housemaid shook his head, tears streaming down his face as he pleaded with them to stop. But his mistresses only laughed and continued their fart train, taking turns passing the poor soul around like a hot potato.
This was only Part 1 of their twisted game. As they moved on to other humiliating activities, the housemaid could only pray that this nightmare would end soon. Little did he know, their kinks ran deeper than even he could imagine.
