Breathing in Mistress Iside's Intestinal Farts
Mistress Iside and her friend had just finished a heavy lunch, their bellies full and bloated with air. They stood over the slave, both releasing hot waves of intestinal gas onto his face. The fumes were so potent that he couldn't help but inhale deeply, choking on the bitter stench.
The slave tried to cover his nose with his hands, but it was no use. The farts engulfed him like a thick fog, burning his nostrils and making his eyes water. His mouth hung open in shock as the putrid air filled his lungs, making it difficult to breathe.
Mistress Iside watched with amusement as the slave struggled to cope with their farts. She smirked, knowing he deserved this punishment for his insolence. Her friend giggled beside her, enjoying the power they held over the weakened man.
"Do you like our farts, slave?" Mistress Iside asked mockingly.
The slave could only nod in response, his throat too constricted to speak.
"Good," Mistress Iside replied, pleased with his submission. "Because we're not finished with you yet."
She leaned down close to his ear and whispered, her hot breath tickling his skin. "You're going to swallow every last bit of our farts, slave. And when you're done, you'll beg us for more."
The slave trembled at her words, his body shivering with anticipation and fear. He had never expected his mistresses to be so cruel, but he had also never been so aroused.
As they continued to fart on his face, the slave began to swallow the noxious gas. At first, it was a reflexive action, but soon he found himself craving more of the putrid taste. He moaned in pleasure as the farts filled his mouth, his tongue darting out to catch any stray bits of gas.
Mistress Iside and her friend watched in amazement as their slave willingly submitted to their farts. They shared a look of triumph, knowing they had complete control over their pathetic slave.
Finally satiated, they stood back, allowing the slave to catch his breath. His face was flushed, and his eyes were glazed over with pleasure. He looked up at them, tears streaming down his face from the intensity of the experience.
"That was... amazing," he stammered, his voice hoarse from swallowing so much gas.
Mistress Iside smirked again, pleased with his response. "Don't worry, slave. We'll be back for more."
With that, they turned their backs on him and walked away, leaving him to wonder what other depraved delights they had in store for him.
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