A Stinky Seduction (Part 3)
Thammy, the plump and smelly BBW, wasted no time in throwing her slave onto the bed as soon as they entered her room. She straddled his face, her thick thighs enveloping his head like a second skin. "Smell me," she commanded, her fleshy folds releasing a putrid blast of hot air that made his eyes water.
He struggled to breathe under the overwhelming stench, but Thammy didn't seem to notice or care. She ground her sex onto his face, moaning in pleasure as he tried to hold back his own gag reflex. "That's it, baby," she cooed, running her fingers through his hair. "Take a nice long whiff of your mistress's ass."
Her sweat-slicked body rocked against his face, and he couldn't help but inhale deeply with each passing second. The taste of rancid farts filled his mouth, mixing with the saliva that was quickly pooling on the bed beneath him. He tried to pull away, but Thammy's grip was like steel.
"Oh no, no escaping this," she purred, her voice thick with desire. "You're here for me, and I'm going to make sure you enjoy every last bit of it." With that, she lifted herself off him slightly and then slammed back down, burying his face deep in her armpit.
"Mmm, your mouth feels so warm," she murmured, her free hand tracing along his jawline. "Don't you just love the taste of your mistress's sweat?" She leaned in closer, her hot breath fanning over his face, and he felt himself growing hard beneath her.
As if sensing his arousal, Thammy began to grind her hips against his face with a newfound fervor. Her fingers dug into his scalp, holding him in place as she relished in the power she had over him. "That's right," she whispered into his ear, her warm breath sending shivers down his spine. "You're mine, and I'm going to use you however I please."
Her farts grew more frequent and more intense, each one sending waves of nausea through him. But somehow, he found himself wanting more. The stench was overwhelming, but it was also strangely addicting. He felt himself giving in to the perverse pleasure that she was drawing out of him.
As he succumbed to the stinky seduction, he could feel his own arousal reaching its peak. He moaned into her folds, unable to resist the intoxicating mix of pleasure and pain that she was giving him. And when she finally climaxed, her body shuddering above him as she let out one last, enormous fart, he knew that he had truly been claimed by his mistress.
