A Delightful Disgust - The Art of Farting with Natalia
Natalia, a Brazilian BBW queen with curves that never seem to end, reclined on her plush couch, one leg casually draped over Milena's shoulders. The latter was a slave girl who worshiped every inch of her mistress's body, even when it let out its most disgusting farts. Today was no different as Natalia settled into her routine with a contented sigh, her ample thighs shaking gently as she prepared for another round of farting bliss.
Milena's face was buried deep between Natalia's thighs, inhaling deeply as the first wave of putrid gas hit her nose. She closed her eyes, trying to suppress a gag reflex as she savored the taste and scent of her mistress's farts. Natalia's farts were a delightful disgust, and Milena was addicted to them. With each passing minute, her lungs filled with more of the putrid air, making her lightheaded and dizzy.
"Milena," Natalia purred, her voice thick with satisfaction. "You really are my perfect toy. You not only love my fat rolls and soft flesh but also my disgusting farts."
Milena moaned in response, unable to form words around the thick coating of farts in her mouth. She arched her back, offering more access to her nostrils as Natalia's farts became more frequent and forceful. The BBW queen laughed heartily, watching as Milena's face turned crimson from the intensity of the stench.
"That's it, my dear," she said, reaching down to stroke Milena's hair. "Enjoy the aroma of my mighty farts. You were born to be my disgusting fart slave."
As hours passed, Milena's mind began to blur from the overwhelming smell and taste of farts. She lost track of time, lost in the sensory experience that was Natalia's farts. She didn't even notice when tears began to stream down her face or when she lost control of her bowels, soaking Natalia's couch in a putrid mixture of sweat and feces. All that mattered was the next fart, the next chance to inhale her mistress's disgusting bliss.
Finally, as the sun began to set, Natalia released Milena from her duties, allowing her to stagger to her feet and collapse onto the floor. The slave girl lay there, panting heavily, her whole body aching from the assault on her senses. She looked up at Natalia with hazy eyes, her mouth still coated in the taste of farts.
"Mistress," she murmured, reaching out to touch Natalia's thigh. "Can I... can I have your permission to lick your asshole clean later? I promise to make it worth your while."
Natalia laughed heartily, slapping Milena's hand away. "Of course you can, my little disgusting toy. Now go and clean up yourself. We'll do this again soon."
With that, Natalia got up from the couch, her ample rear end swaying back and forth as she walked towards her bedroom. Milena watched her go, already salivating at the thought of the next time she would be able to inhale her mistress's disgusting farts.
