The Terrible BBW's Revenge: Farting on a Disrespectful Slave
Jack was engrossed in his phone conversation, completely oblivious to the wrath building up in the body of the woman lying beside him. Slutdoll, a curvaceous and busty beauty, had been taking a nap after their intense session when he decided to call a friend loudly, not realizing how much she would hear.
"Yeah, dude. I can't believe she actually did that. I mean, who does she think she is?" he heard Jack say, his voice echoing through the room. Instantly, Slutdoll's eyes shot open, her face contorted in rage. She glared at him, the fire in her eyes searing through his soul.
Without a word, she threw him off the bed and onto the floor, her massive weight causing the mattress to sink beneath her. She stood over him, towering above him like a vengeful goddess. Jack couldn't believe what was happening; one moment they were lovers, and now she was treating him like dirt.
"You've disrespected me one time too many, slave," she growled, her voice low and menacing. "I'll teach you to never speak about your queen like that again." And with that, she let out a long, low rumble deep in her belly.
The sound was primal and terrifying, like thunder echoing through a canyon. It was the sound of a fart, but there was something more to it. Something dark and sinister. As it reverberated around the room, Jack knew he was in deep trouble.
Slutdoll pointed her meaty ass at him, taking aim like a gunman about to fire. The cheeks of her ass quivered, almost as if they were alive. And then, with a force that could knock someone out cold, she unleashed the foulest, stinkiest fart imaginable directly onto his face.
The putrid stench was overwhelming, making Jack gag and choke. Tears streamed down his face as he struggled to breathe through the noxious cloud surrounding him. He tried to crawl away, but she was too strong, too determined to make him pay.
She leaned forward, her massive breasts almost touching his face as she hovered over him. Another fart escaped her lips, this time hitting him squarely in the chest. He felt like he was being suffocated by the fumes.
"Do you understand now, slave?" she asked, her tone still cold and menacing. "Do you see why you should never, ever disrespect your mistress?"
Jack nodded weakly, his entire body trembling with fear. He had never been so scared in his life, and he knew that he had brought it upon himself. He couldn't help but wonder how far she was willing to take this punishment.
As if in answer to his thoughts, she looked down at him with a sneer. "You're lucky this is the end of your punishment, slave. Because if it wasn't, I don't know how much more of this you could take."
She turned her back on him, her massive ass still pointing at him like a weapon. Jack watched as she walked towards the bathroom, his mind reeling from what had just happened. He knew he had to find a way to make it up to her, to prove that he was worthy of her love and attention.
But for now, he lay on the floor, surrounded by the stench of his own punishment. As he tried to catch his breath, he couldn't help but wonder what would happen if he ever crossed Slutdoll again.
