A Double Dose of Assumption
Lavinia smirked as she watched her new toy, Paola, struggling to keep up with their demands. She had brought the young woman to her home under the pretense of needing assistance with household chores, but in reality, she had more sinister intentions. Lavinia herself was quite content to sit back and enjoy the show as Paola found herself nose-deep in their asses, her face contorted in disgust at the putrid smell emanating from their backsides.
It was then that Lavinia decided it was time to take things up a notch. With a mischievous glint in her eye, she called out to her friend, Babe. "Hey, Babe! You aren't going to believe what I've gotten myself into." She giggled, then continued, "But I think you should come over and see this for yourself."
Babe, curious as ever, quickly arrived at Lavinia's home. She was greeted by the intoxicating aroma of farts, which immediately caught her attention. As she entered the room, she saw Paola, face buried deep between Lavinia and her ass, taking in their farts like a human air freshener.
"Oh my god, Lavinia," Babe exclaimed, drawing closer to get a better look. "This poor girl must be going through hell!" She couldn't help but chuckle at the pathetic figure before them. It was clear that Paola was completely at their mercy, with no escape from the double dose of assumption she was about to receive.
Excited by the prospect of causing even more discomfort to their helpless victim, Lavinia and Babe decided to team up. They took turns farting into Paola's face, watching with glee as she struggled to breathe through the revolting stench. The smell was overpowering, and Paola's face turned a shade of green that matched the room's decor.
"Oh my, Paola," Lavinia taunted. "Are you going to throw up on us?" She giggled, then added, "That would be quite amusing." Babe nodded in agreement, grinning from ear to ear. This was proving to be one of the most entertaining afternoons they had spent together in quite some time.
As the farts continued to assault Paola's senses, she felt as if she was on the brink of losing consciousness. The room began to spin, and she struggled to focus on anything other than the putrid smell emanating from Lavinia and Babe's asses. Just when she thought things couldn't get any worse, they decided to up the ante once again.
"Alright, Paola," Lavinia said, her voice dripping with sarcasm. "Why don't you try telling us how much you enjoy this?" She winked at Babe, who nodded enthusiastically. Paola, dazed and confused, could only muster a faint mumble in response.
Lavinia and Babe shared a knowing look, their eyes filled with mischief. This was too good to pass up. They continued to fart into Paola's face, watching as she struggled to keep up with their torment. As the afternoon wore on, Paola was left with a bitter taste in her mouth and an overwhelming sense of nausea.
Finally, after what felt like an eternity for Paola, Lavinia and Babe decided to call it a day. They both chuckled as they watched Paola stumble away, her face a mask of disgust and exhaustion. As they watched her hobble towards the door, they couldn't help but feel a sense of satisfaction at their handiwork. After all, there was nothing quite like a good dose of assumption to brighten up your day!
