Ariel, the goddess of long farts, stepped into her luxurious spa room and immediately noticed the scent of a male slave's arousal. She followed the aroma to find him kneeling in her hot tub, his hand slowly moving up and down between his legs.
The sight of her slave being so brazenly disobedient ignited a flame of anger within her. With a glare that could freeze water, she approached the tub and demanded, "What do you think you're doing?"
The slave looked up at her, his eyes filled with shame and desire. "I-I'm sorry, Mistress Ariel," he stammered. "I couldn't help myself."
Ariel clenched her teeth in frustration. This slave was always testing her patience. She thought about different ways to punish him but decided that she wanted him to fully understand the consequences of his actions.
"Get out of the tub," she ordered coldly.
The slave hesitated before climbing out of the water, his erection still visible beneath the surface. He stood before her, naked and trembling.
"Bend over the edge of the tub," she commanded.
Obediently, he placed his hands on the cool marble of the tub and lowered his body into a submissive position. His exposed ass cheeks quivered in anticipation of what was to come.
Ariel grinned wickedly. This would be a punishment he'd never forget. With a deep breath, she let loose a long, slow fart right into his face. The hot wind of her ass blew across his cheeks and nose, causing him to gag and cough.
"Breathe in my fart," she commanded him. "Take it deep into your lungs."
The slave closed his eyes tightly, trying to block out the smell and taste of his mistress's ass. But Ariel wasn't finished with him yet. She continued to fart, each one landing directly on his exposed skin, causing him to shudder in pleasure and pain.
"Now breathe in my fart, slave," she ordered again.
This time, he opened his mouth and took a deep breath of her ass. The stench invaded his senses, filling his nose and mouth. It was the most disgusting thing he'd ever experienced, but he couldn't deny the arousal coursing through his veins.
Ariel watched with satisfaction as her slave struggled to breathe her farts. She moved closer, allowing her warm ass to press against his quivering lips. She felt him part his lips slightly, and she knew he was ready for more.
With a newfound determination, she began to fart forcefully into his open mouth. Each hot blast of air filled his mouth, coating his tongue with the taste of her ass. He tried to push her away, but she held him in place with one hand while she continued to fart into his mouth.
Finally, Ariel pulled away, leaving her slave gasping for air. He lay there in the hot tub, shaking from the intense pleasure and pain he'd just experienced. Tears rolled down his face as he tried to process what had just happened.
"Remember this moment, slave," Ariel said coldly. "Because if you ever disobey me again, you'll be experiencing much more of my farts."
As she turned and left the room, the sound of her ass pounding against the floor echoed in the slave's ears. He knew he'd never forget this moment, and he vowed to never disobey his mistress again.
