In the dimly lit room, the goddess reclined on a lavish throne adorned with orange velvet and gold trim. She breathed deeply, filling her lungs with the sweet scent of oranges that permeated the air around her. Milena knelt at her feet, head bowed in submission, eyes fixed on the floor. Her heart raced as she anticipated what was to come next.
The goddess's hand brushed lightly against Milena's cheek, causing her to look up in surprise. A playful smile curved the corners of the goddess's lips. "Time for our little session, my pet," she purred.
Milena swallowed hard, her stomach knotting with fear and anticipation. She knew what was expected of her, but the thought of willingly subjecting herself to such humiliation made her blood run cold.
With a gentle nudge, the goddess pushed Milena down onto her hands and knees. The girl immediately began to protest, but her words were muffled by the thick gag stuffed in her mouth. The goddess paid no heed, instead reaching behind Milena and unfastening her robe.
The cool air hit Milena's skin, sending shivers down her spine. She could feel the goddess's warm breath against her ear, sending a shudder through her body. Suddenly, a hot rush of wind hit her face, and she knew what was coming next.
A loud, wet fart blasted against her cheek, followed by another and another. The goddess chuckled darkly, her laughter echoing in the quiet room. Each fart was stronger than the last, causing Milena's eyes to water and her nose to burn.
"Smell that, my pet?" the goddess asked, her voice almost sing-song. "That's the scent of a mighty goddess. You should be honored to be the recipient of such a gift."
Milena whimpered into her gag, her body shaking with shame and humiliation. She could feel the goddess's fingers tracing patterns on her back, and she knew that there was no escape.
The goddess continued to fart on Milena's face and neck, each blast stronger than the last. After what felt like an eternity, the goddess finally stopped. Milena collapsed onto the floor, gasping for air and wiping tears from her eyes.
"Good girl," the goddess purred, patting Milena's head. "Now, let's see if you can handle a little more."
Before Milena could protest, the goddess was at it again, her farts raining down upon the helpless girl. This time, the stench was even more intense, causing Milena to retch into her gag. She could feel her stomach churning, wondering how much more of this she could possibly take.
As suddenly as it started, the goddess stopped again. Milena lay on the floor, panting heavily, trying to catch her breath. She didn't know how long this would go on or when it would end, but she knew that there was no escape from the wrath of the mighty goddess.
"Well done, my pet," the goddess said, her voice full of praise. "You've shown that you can handle a little of the power of the gods. Now, go and tell the others what it means to serve at my side."
With that, the goddess dismissed Milena, who crawled away on shaking legs, her mind reeling from the experience. As she left the room, she couldn't help but wonder what other trials awaited her in the future.
