The Brunette Princess and Her Slave's Scented Ordeal
Cleopatra, the stunning brunette princess, returned home from a rigorous workout at the gym. Her trainer had given her a protein shake that was causing quite an uncomfortable build up of gas inside her. As she entered her luxurious chambers, she immediately headed towards the servant who had been waiting for her. His name was Daniel, and he trembled in anticipation of his mistress's orders.
"Take off your clothes," Cleopatra commanded him coldly, eyeing the bulge in his pants with disdain. She didn't need to specify what she wanted him to do with them; he knew his place and quickly discarded his clothing, revealing an eager erection beneath.
The princess approached him, her tight ass cheeks swaying seductively as she walked. She reached down and grabbed hold of his already hard cock, guiding it towards her own ass. "Suck on my taint," she instructed him, spreading her cheeks wide open to reveal her puckered hole.
Daniel obliged without hesitation, pushing his face closer to her exposed flesh. He could feel the warmth of her body against his cheeks and the gentle rumbling of her stomach as she struggled to contain the gas inside her. He knew that this was going to be a long and uncomfortable session for him, but he had no choice but to obey his mistress's commands.
As he tongued her sensitive area, Cleopatra closed her eyes and let out a contented moan. She was enjoying the attention but knew that it wouldn't last much longer. She slowly lowered herself onto Daniel's face, her massive breasts pressing against his forehead as she took control of the situation.
"Smell my farts, slave," she commanded him, grinding her hips against his face. "Take in the sweet aroma of my ass and know that it is yours to worship."
Daniel could feel the hot air filling his nostrils as Cleopatra released her first fart onto his face. It was unlike anything he had ever experienced before; a mixture of sweat, protein shake, and the distinct scent of her asshole. He could feel his mouth watering uncontrollably, desperate for more of her intoxicating aroma.
"Good boy," Cleopatra purred, moving her hips in a hypnotic rhythm. "Enjoy every last drop of my farts, slave. They are your new addiction."
And so it continued; for what felt like hours, Cleopatra used Daniel's face as her personal fart sponge. She released fart after fart onto his face, each one more potent than the last. The stench was overwhelming, but Daniel couldn't help but to inhale deeply with each passing wind. His mind was lost in the scent of his mistress's ass, and he knew that he would do anything to please her.
Finally, Cleopatra pulled away, leaving Daniel's face covered in her saliva and the unmistakable scent of her farts. She stood up, towering over him, and surveyed her work. "You are a good slave, Daniel," she said softly, reaching down to caress his cheek. "Now go and clean yourself up. We will do this again soon."
With that, Cleopatra turned and walked away, leaving Daniel to wonder when they would next indulge in their perverse little game. He knew that he had no choice but to obey his mistress's commands, no matter how humiliating or degrading they might be. After all, he was nothing more than a slave to her farts.
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