Surrendering to the Stench of My Mistress's Farts
Ariel, the stunning and dominant mistress of the house, gazed down at her new slave, Mary Sanches. She was a beautiful woman with soft curves and an innocent look in her eyes. Ariel couldn't wait to break that innocence and make her submit to her every whim. The plan was simple - dominate Mary with her loud and stinky farts, leaving her disgusted and humiliated.
Today was the day of Mary's initiation into the world of servitude and humiliation at the hands of her mistress. Ariel sat comfortably on her luxurious throne as she watched Mary kneel before her, head bowed in submission. She wore a black leather collar around her neck, signifying her status as Ariel's property.
"Look at me, Mary," commanded Ariel, her voice cold and commanding. Mary raised her head slowly, her eyes locked onto hers mistress's. Ariel smiled, revealing her perfect white teeth. "Today, you will learn what true submission means."
Mary trembled, unsure of what was to come. Ariel stood up from her throne and walked over to Mary, towering over her. She reached down and grabbed a handful of Mary's long black hair, pulling her head back forcefully. Mary gasped in pain as she felt her scalp stretched taut.
"You will do everything I say, without question," said Ariel, her voice dripping with venom. "If you disobey, I'll make you regret it for the rest of your pathetic life."
Mary whimpered, nodding in submission. Ariel let go of her hair and stepped back, drawing in a deep breath. She clenched her buttocks tightly, preparing for the first assault on Mary's senses.
Suddenly, a massive fart erupted from Ariel's tight ass, filling the room with its noxious odor. The stench was overwhelming, causing Mary to gag and cough violently. Tears streamed down her cheeks as she tried to breathe through the nauseating smell.
Ariel watched with satisfaction as Mary writhed in discomfort. "That's just a small taste of what's to come," she said, her voice dark and menacing. "You will learn to crave my farts, and when I feel like punishing you, I'll make you smell each and every one."
She approached Mary again, this time bending down to whisper in her ear. "Your punishment for disobeying me will be to smell each and every one of my farts," she hissed. "You will learn to love the scent of your mistress's ass."
With that, Ariel turned and walked back to her throne, leaving Mary trembling in fear and disgust. As the days passed, Mary grew accustomed to the stench of her mistress's farts. However, she never truly came to love it. Instead, she learned to despise it more with each passing moment, knowing that it would always be a constant reminder of her submission and humiliation at the hands of her mistress.
