Ariel and Priscila were two women with bodies that defied reality. They had been blessed with massive, round bottoms that swayed hypnotically as they moved. Their asses were so big that they were practically bottomless, and their cheeks could support the weight of a grown man without breaking a sweat. These super asses were the stuff of legends, and now these two goddesses had decided to use their gifts to teach someone a lesson.
The slave, a pathetic excuse for a human being, had done something to anger his mistresses. He didn't know what it was, but he was about to find out. As he was dragged into the room, his eyes widened in fear at the sight before him. Priscila and Ariel were standing side by side, their massive bottoms facing him. They were both wearing thongs that did little to contain the stench emanating from their nether regions.
"You see this, slave?" Priscila asked, pointing to her own tremendous behind. "This is what you're about to experience."
"And me," added Ariel, flexing her gluteal muscles. "We're going to make you smell our farts until you beg for mercy."
Tears welled up in the slave's eyes as he realized the fate that awaited him. But before he could even process the situation, Priscila's meaty ass cheek was pressed against his face. He gagged on the noxious odor that assaulted his senses, and as he struggled to breathe, Ariel's ass joined the onslaught.
Priscila started the first round, letting out a long, loud fart that shook the room. It was so vile that even the slave couldn't help but retch in response. Ariel followed suit, unleashing an even more putrid cloud of gas that made the slave's eyes water. This went on for what seemed like hours, with Priscila and Ariel alternating between taking turns farting in his face.
The stench was overwhelming, and the slave couldn't take it anymore. He begged for mercy, pleading with his mistresses to stop. But Priscila and Ariel just laughed, reveling in their power over him. They continued to use their super asses like weapons, each fart more punishing than the last.
Finally, after what felt like an eternity, the mistresses grew tired of their game. They pulled the slave to his feet, still gasping for air, and pushed him out of the room. As the door slammed shut behind him, he collapsed on the floor, weeping from the pain in his nose and the horror of what he had just experienced.
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