Goddess Si's Lunchtime Fart Vacuum
Goddess Si, the seductive and dominating mistress, had decided to pay me a visit while she was in the area. She arrived at my place wearing her signature black bodysuit, revealing only a glimpse of her flawless skin and firm curves underneath. As she entered my home, I could already detect the unmistakable scent of her presence - a mixture of excessive cologne and suppressed farts.
"I still have to eat," she informed me as she sauntered towards the kitchen. "Why don't you be my personal fart sniffing seat during lunchtime?"
Her suggestion was music to my ears. I couldn't believe my luck when she agreed to sit on my face, her perfect ass cheeks pressed firmly against my nose and mouth. As she began to consume her meal, her own meal, she released one fart after another - each one stronger and more pungent than the last.
Despite the stench, I couldn't help but be enthralled by the sensation of her warm air wafting through my nostrils and across my tongue. I closed my eyes, savoring every second of this unique experience. It was clear that Goddess Si had done something to herself to amplify her farting capabilities, because the stench was overwhelming.
I did my best to contain the odor, knowing that it was important for her to enjoy her meal without distraction. My face turned a deep shade of red from the sheer intensity of the farts, but I remained undeterred. This was my duty - to be her fart sniffing seat and endure whatever she threw at me.
As she continued to fill the room with her putrid gas, my mind drifted back to the first time we had interacted. It was during one of her live streams, where she'd commanded me to provide her with a foot rub while she farted. That encounter had led us here - to this intimate moment where we were completely immersed in each other's worlds.
Time seemed to stand still as I lost myself in the intoxicating scent of Goddess Si's farts. Her ass looked absolutely divine bouncing up and down on my face, a testament to her power and dominance over me. I never wanted this moment to end.
And then it did. After what felt like an eternity, she finally finished eating and stood up, revealing the massive cloud of farts she'd produced around her. "That was amazing," she said with a satisfied smirk, leaning down to kiss me on the forehead. "Thank you for being such a good little fart sniffer."
As she left my home, I couldn't wipe the smile off my face. The thought of her returning for another round of our twisted game filled me with anticipation and excitement. I knew that being her personal fart sniffing seat would always be my greatest honor.
