The POV Domme's Gas Attack
Milena, the devious domme from Manuela Albertine Fetish, lay in bed after a hearty meal. She had already consumed a large pizza and was feeling quite gassy. As she opened her eyes, she couldn't help but smirk at the thought of her upcoming session. She knew her client was eagerly waiting for her arrival and was subjecting himself to her every whim.
With a mischievous glint in her eye, Milena rose from her bed and made her way to the mirror. She took a deep breath, filling her lungs with anticipation. She undid the buttons of her blouse, revealing her black lace bra. Her heart raced as she undid the clasp, freeing her breasts from their confines. She took another deep breath, savoring the feeling of her tight corset pressing against her gassy stomach.
Finally, she made her way to the door, grabbing her purse on the way out. As she stepped into the elevator, she could already feel the sweet stench emanating from her body. The closer she got to her client, the more excited she became. She adjusted her short black skirt, feeling the cool breeze against her bare legs.
When she arrived at her client's room, she took a deep breath before pushing open the door. His eyes widened in anticipation as he caught a whiff of her foul odor. She strutted towards him, her heels clicking against the hardwood floor. "I see you've been waiting patiently," she purred, her breath hot against his ear.
Without further ado, she ordered him to get on his knees and stick his nose close to her crotch. His face turned a shade of green as he inhaled her putrid gas. She moaned in pleasure, loving the control she had over him. She farted in several positions, each one louder than the last. Her client struggled to breathe, his eyes watering from the stench.
After several minutes, Milena finally released him from his ordeal. She stood up straight, her corset creaking under the pressure of her gassy belly. "That was just a taste of what's to come," she warned, her eyes glimmering with malice. She grabbed his hand and led him towards the bed, ready to continue their twisted game.
As the session progressed, Milena's gaseous attacks only intensified. Her client struggled to keep up with her demands, his face turning an alarming shade of blue. Despite his protests, Milena showed no mercy. She loved the power she held over him, the way he writhed in discomfort under her command.
Finally, after what felt like hours, Milena decided to end the session. She leaned in close to his ear, her hot breath sending shivers down his spine. "I'll see you next time," she promised, her voice dripping with menace. With that, she disappeared into the night, leaving her client to wonder when - or if - he would ever be free from her deadly gas attacks.
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