Feeding My Submissive Malnourished Slave on the Kitchen Floor with Long and Smelly Farts
Bella Cruel was livid. Her carefully planned and meticulously prepared salad was gone, devoured by her obese and insolent submissive, Lauren. The raven-haired beauty stormed into the kitchen, her eyes ablaze with anger as she glared at the now empty salad bowl.
Without a word, she grabbed Lauren by the hair and pulled her to her feet. Lauren, trembling with fear, stood before her mistress, waiting for judgment. Bella eyed her up and down, her eyes landing on the bulging rolls of fat that spilled over her skin-tight latex dress.
"You've been taking advantage of my kindness, haven't you?" she hissed, her voice dripping with sarcasm. "You think you can just eat everything in sight and not face the consequences?"
Lauren lowered her eyes, her face flushed with shame. She knew better than to try to defend herself against Bella's wrath.
"Well, today is the day you pay for your gluttony," Bella continued, her voice growing colder. She roughly pushed Lauren towards the kitchen floor, where she landed with a loud thud.
"Spread your legs," Bella ordered, her voice now a menacing growl. Lauren hesitated for only a moment before obeying, wide-eyed with fear as she parted her legs obediently.
Bella reached into the fridge, pulling out an unripe banana. With a wicked smile, she began to peel it while staring coldly at her helpless submissive. Lauren watched in horror as Bella took a bite out of the banana and chewed slowly, her gaze never leaving her victim's terrified expression.
"Don't you worry, Lauren," she purred, her voice dripping with seduction. "I'm going to give you something much better than that pathetic salad."
With that, Bella leaned forward and pushed the half-eaten banana into Lauren's mouth. The slave struggled for a moment before swallowing it whole, her eyes watering from the unripeness.
And so it began. For what felt like an eternity, Bella fed her slave bits of banana, each one more ripe and delicious than the last. As she chewed and swallowed, Lauren could feel the pressure building up inside her.
Finally, Bella could stand it no longer. With a satisfied smirk, she turned her back on her submissive and released a long, loud fart into the air. The putrid stench filled the room, causing Lauren's eyes to water even more.
"Swallow my fart," Bella commanded, her voice calm but unyielding. Lauren opened her mouth obediently, her lips parted in anticipation of the horrible taste.
Without hesitation, Bella released another fart into the air, this one landing squarely in Lauren's waiting mouth. The slave closed her eyes tightly as she felt the warm, smelly gas fill her mouth, coating her tongue and teeth with its awful taste.
And so it continued, fart after fart, each one more humiliating than the last. By the time Bella was satisfied, Lauren's face was beet red and tears were streaming down her cheeks. But she had obeyed her mistress to the letter, swallowing every fart with unwavering devotion.
With a final look of disgust, Bella turned away, dismissing her helpless submissive like a piece of trash. Lauren lay there on the kitchen floor, her stomach churning from both the foul taste and the shame that coursed through her veins.
As she struggled to catch her breath, Lauren couldn't help but wonder when her next punishment would come. Because in Bella's world, there was always something worse waiting around the corner for those who dared to disobey.
