Kiara Nissei, a successful businesswoman, found herself in need of some relaxation. She had heard about the unique form of massage from her dominant friends - fart massage. Intrigued, she decided to give it a try. She knew just the person for the job, her loyal and obedient slave, Cris.
Cris entered the room nervously, not knowing what was in store for him. He saw Kiara reclined on a massage table, wearing a robe. She gestured for him to approach. As he knelt down, she whispered instructions to him, her warm breath tickling his ear.
"I want you to give me a massage, Cris. But not just any massage. This will be a fart massage." She chuckled softly, a sly smile playing on her lips.
Cris's heart sank. He had never been so afraid in his life. He nodded mutely, his hands trembling as he began to knead Kiara's muscles. She closed her eyes, enjoying the sensation of his hands on her body. Then, without warning, she let out a loud, wet fart right into his face.
Cris recoiled in shock, gagging as the foul odor assaulted his nostrils. But he couldn't disobey his mistress. He forced himself to remain calm and continued with the massage, his eyes watering from the stench.
Kiara let out a series of farts, each one more loud and pungent than the last. She watched with amusement as Cris struggled to maintain his composure. She loved the power she held over him, the way he would do anything she said. It was intoxicating.
After what felt like an eternity, the massage was over. Kiara sat up, stretching luxuriously. She turned to Cris, her face alight with mischief.
"Was that relaxing for you, Cris?" she asked sweetly.
Cris managed a shaky nod, his face pale. He knew that this was just the beginning. Kiara would undoubtedly have more unexpected "treatments" in store for him. But he also knew that he would endure them, no matter how humiliating or unbearable they might be.
Kiara smiled to herself as she left the room. Cris cleaned up the mess she had left behind, his mind reeling from the experience. He wondered when the next time would be, but he didn't have long to wait. Kiara was a woman who loved her little games, and Cris was her willing pawn.
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