BBW FARTING ON MY SLUT SLAVE
Atrea watched as her slave Carol struggled to keep up with her, the weight of her enormous body making it difficult for her to move quickly. She was getting impatient, her massive ass shaking with irritation as she trudged through their home. Finally, they reached the hallway that led to the living room where Atrea knew they would find what they needed.
As they walked down the hall, Atrea couldn't help but revel in the power she held over Carol. The once-beautiful woman now resembled a pathetic shell of her former self, wearing only a collar around her neck and a look of fear in her eyes. Atrea had taken great pleasure in reducing Carol to this state, using her massive body to control and humiliate her former friend.
"Almost there, slave," Atrea said, her voice echoing off the walls. "Remember your place."
Carol nodded weakly, her eyes darting around nervously. She knew what awaited her once they reached their destination, and she couldn't help but tremble in fear. Atrea's farts were no laughing matter; they were powerful, stinky, and often used as a form of punishment by her mistress.
They finally reached the living room, and there it was: the oversized recliner chair that Atrea would use to sit on while she farted on Carol's face. It was enormous, designed to accommodate Atrea's massive girth without breaking a sweat. The smell of last night's farts still lingered in the air, a reminder of Atrea's wrath.
Without a word, Atrea sat down in the chair and motioned for Carol to kneel in front of her. As soon as Carol was in position, Atrea let out the first of many farts, aiming it directly at her slave's face. The putrid stench filled the air, making it impossible for Carol to breathe through her nose. She whimpered, tears streaming down her cheeks as she tried to block out the assault on her senses.
"Mmm, that's it, slave," Atrea said, her voice dripping with sadistic delight. "Take your punishment like the good little girl you are."
Atrea continued to fart on Carol's face, each fart more powerful than the last. The stink was overwhelming, and Carol could feel herself starting to gag from the smell. She pleaded with her mistress, promising to do better, to be a good slave, but Atrea was unfazed.
Finally, after what felt like an eternity to Carol, Atrea rose from her chair and walked away, leaving Carol to struggle for air amidst the stench of her own mistress's farts. As she watched Atrea disappear down the hallway, Carol couldn't help but wonder when this nightmare would end.
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