A Diva's Perfect Revenge: Feel Your Owner's Farts and Obey Me
As the elevator doors opened, Kiara Nissee stepped out with a confident sway of her hips. Her eyes scanned the waiting area, zeroing in on her prey. She smirked, her lips curling into a knowing smile as she approached him.
"Are you ready for your lesson, slave?" She asked, her voice dripping with seduction.
The man before her trembled with anticipation. He had heard tales of Kiara's prowess in dominance and submission. He had seen the videos from Penelope Clip Store featuring this enigmatic woman who seemed to have a knack for pushing people's boundaries. He had volunteered for this, hoping to please his mistress, but he couldn't have imagined what was about to happen.
Kiara led him to a lavishly appointed room decorated with plush cushions and soft lighting. In the center of the room stood an elevated platform adorned with pillows and blankets. It was clear that this was where she intended for him to spend the night.
"You will lie down on that platform, face down," she commanded, pointing at the object of her intentions. "Your eyes are to remain closed, and you are not allowed to speak unless spoken to."
The man hesitated for a moment before complying, his heart racing in anticipation of what was to come. As he lay down on the soft cushions, Kiara approached him slowly, a wicked grin forming on her lips.
"Good boy," she purred, running her fingers through his hair. "Now, let's see how well you obey me."
With that, Kiara stepped back and began to strip off her clothes, revealing her luscious curves underneath. She was wearing tight jeans, and as she straddled his back, he could feel the familiar pressure building up in her lower abdomen.
"Are you ready to feel your owner's farts, slave?" She asked, her voice barely above a whisper. "Because that's exactly what you're going to do."
Without waiting for a response, Kiara lowered her jeans and underwear, leaving her most private area exposed. She leaned forward, placing her hand against his neck, holding him in place as she let out a long, slow fart right into his ear.
The man gasped, a surprised moan escaping his lips as the warm, pungent air filled his ear canal. It was an unexpected sensation, one that both aroused and repulsed him. But he couldn't deny the thrill of being so intimately connected to his mistress.
"That's it," Kiara whispered, her breath hot against his ear. "You're doing great."
She then began to alternate between farting into his ear and rubbing her exposed sex against his back, teasing him with her wetness. The man squirmed underneath her, his body responding to this forbidden pleasure despite himself.
As the night wore on, Kiara continued to use him in this twisted way, farting into his face, onto his stomach, and even into his mouth. Each time she did, he felt himself growing harder, more aroused by the stench and the humiliation.
Finally, with the first rays of dawn beginning to filter through the windows, Kiara climbed off him, her body glistening with sweat. She stood above him, a satisfied smile on her lips.
"Now, slave," she purred, slipping a robe around her naked form. "Go back to your pathetic life, knowing that you have served your mistress well."
The man rose unsteadily to his feet, his body aching from the night's activities. As he stumbled out of the room, he couldn't help but wonder if he would ever be free of this strange obsession with his mistress's farts. But as he walked away, he couldn't deny the feeling of satisfaction that lingered in his mind.
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