Punished with Stinky Farts
The studio of Fetish Factory Brazil Farting captured another tantalizing moment between two individuals, this time featuring the new mistress and her submissive. The mistress, Mibby, was clearly not pleased with the actions of her sub, and she let out a loud fart as a sign of her displeasure. The camera zoomed in on the sub's face as she tried to hold back tears and the potent smell of the fart that filled the room.
Mibby, dressed in a tight latex catsuit that hugged her curves, stomped over to her submissive and grabbed her by the hair. She pulled her closer, her eyes filled with anger and disdain. The submissive attempted to apologize, but Mibby wasn't interested in hearing excuses. With a forceful grunt, she released another fart directly into her submissive's face.
The submissive gagged as the fart engulfed her senses; it was strong, pungent, and seemed to linger in the air. Mibby giggled maliciously and leaned in close to her submissive's ear. "Do you know what happens when someone disobeys their mistress?" she whispered menacingly. "They get punished...with farts."
She grabbed the hem of her latex skirt and hiked it up, revealing a pair of lacy black panties covering her ass. A smile crept across her face as she turned around, her plump round behind facing her submissive. She let out another thunderous fart that shook the room before she slowly lowered her panties to her ankles.
"Now, babe," she said, pointing at her exposed ass, "you get to smell all my stinky farts until I say stop." With that, she forced her submissive to lean in closer and inhale deeply. The camera zoomed in on the submissive's face as she breathed in the putrid stench of Mibby's farts.
One by one, Mibby released farts onto her submissive's face, each one stronger and more pungent than the last. The submissive tried to cover her nose and mouth with her hands, but Mibby would have none of it. She continued to release farts onto her submissive's face, chest, and mouth until she was satisfied that she had sufficiently punished her.
Finally, after what seemed like an eternity, Mibby let out a sigh of relief. "That's enough for now," she said, pulling her panties back up and turning around. She grabbed a bottle of water and took a sip before pouring some onto her submissive's face. "Now, clean yourself up," she commanded.
The submissive, tears streaming down her face, wiped off the sweat and stench of Mibby's farts with a towel provided by her mistress. As she sat there, exhausted and humiliated, she couldn't help but wonder when—or if—she would ever learn how to please her new mistress.
