The Art of Domination: A Fart-Filled Lesson
Jully, an 18-year-old dominatrix, stood before her new submissive with a look of pure contempt. The young woman, who had been caught eating Jully's dinner, now found herself on the receiving end of Jully's punishment. She had been ordered to strip naked and kneel before her Mistress, ready to receive whatever Jully deemed necessary.
With a smirk, Jully took a seat on her throne-like chair and began toying with her new toy. She reached down and patted the submissive's head, feeling the soft hair under her fingers. Her mind was already racing with the various ways she could humiliate this pathetic creature who had dared to disobey her.
"You're going to learn the art of domination," Jully hissed, "and I'm going to start by feeding you my farts one by one."
The submissive's eyes widened in terror as Jully stood up, towering over her. She could feel the heat emanating from the dominatrix's body, making her shiver with anticipation and fear. Jully walked around her new pet, studying her naked form critically before sitting back down on the edge of the bed.
"Now, open your mouth," she commanded, her voice low and menacing.
The submissive did as she was told, opening her mouth wide in anticipation of whatever was to come. Jully grinned wickedly, then leaned forward and released a fart straight into her pet's waiting mouth. The force of the fart caused the submissive to gag, her eyes watering as she struggled to breathe through the noxious cloud of gas.
"Swallow it," Jully ordered, her voice firm and unyielding.
The submissive did as she was told, swallowing the fart whole as tears streamed down her face. Jully watched, a small smile playing at the corners of her lips. She was enjoying this far more than she ever thought she would.
For hours, Jully made the submissive swallow her farts one by one. Each time, she would watch with a mix of amusement and sadism as the woman struggled to breathe through the gas. Jully took pleasure in seeing her pet's body react to the farts, feeling her stomach churn and her mouth water in anticipation of the next round.
Finally, Jully grew tired of the game. She stood up, her joints popping as she stretched her powerful frame. The submissive, trembling with exhaustion and fear, remained where she was on the bed.
"Get up," Jully ordered, her voice softening slightly.
The submissive struggled to her feet, shaking as she looked up at her dominatrix with tears in her eyes. Jully smiled, feeling a sense of accomplishment wash over her. She had broken this woman down completely, turned her into a trembling mess of a submissive.
"You have learned your lesson," Jully said, her voice now filled with a quiet menace. "But remember, this is just the beginning."
The submissive nodded, her eyes filled with fear and respect. She knew that Jully was right - this was just the beginning of her training. But for now, she was grateful for the small mercy of being allowed to rest, even if it was only momentary.
