Punished with Farts - Part 3
Victor Ramos leaned back in his luxurious armchair, his eyes fixed on the trembling form of his tenant, Slave Jhoni. He'd had enough of Jhoni's excuses and empty promises, so he'd decided to take matters into his own hands—quite literally. As Jhoni pleaded for mercy, Victor pulled down his pants and sat down heavily on the coffee table, his sweat-slicked ass directly facing Jhoni.
"You didn't want to pay me, so you will be punished with farts," Victor growled, spreading his legs wide. He was in control now, and he intended to make sure Jhoni knew it.
Jhoni looked up at his landlord in terror, unsure of what to expect next. But as Victor let out a long, low rumble from deep within his gut, Jhoni knew he was about to experience something truly unsettling. The putrid stench of rotten eggs filled the room, and Victor's massive fart engulfed Jhoni like a hot, wet blanket.
Sobbing and choking on the acrid air, Jhoni begged for mercy. But Victor wasn't listening; he simply sat there, his heavy ass pressing down on Jhoni with each passing second. It felt like an eternity before Victor finally stood up, his thighs shaking from the effort of containing another monstrous fart. Jhoni tried to scramble away, but there was nowhere left to go—the entire studio smelled like a sewer thanks to Victor's relentless assault.
Weak and nauseated from the noxious fumes, Jhoni could barely stand. He knew that he'd never be able to pay Victor back for what he'd just put him through, and yet there was nothing he could do but submit to his landlord's twisted punishments. With one last glance at the trembling Jhoni, Victor turned around and strolled back into his bedroom, leaving behind a trail of putrid air and broken dreams.
As he watched Victor disappear from view, Jhoni couldn't help but wonder when—or if—this nightmare would ever end.
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