A scorching hot day had just begun, and Bia Mello couldn't wait to get comfortable in her air-conditioned house. She had a particular hobby of playing video games while simultaneously filling her slave's face with her potent farts. Today, she decided to invite her friend Daniel Santiago along for the ride.
As Bia arrived home, she stepped out of her car and into the cool embrace of the house. The smell of freshly brewed coffee wafted through the air, reminding her that she needed to make some herself soon. She kicked off her heels at the door, revealing a pair of stunning, lacy red panties underneath. She giggled to herself, knowing how much her slave would love those.
Her eyes scanned the living room where she saw her slave kneeling on the floor, waiting patiently for her arrival. Bia loved teasing him before they started their sessions. She strolled over to him and bent down, pulling his face close to hers. "Hey, sweetie," she purred, her hot breath tickling his ear. "I've got a special treat for you today."
The slave's eyes widened in anticipation, and Bia couldn't help but chuckle at his eagerness. "I'm going to play my favorite game while filling your face with my stinky farts," she told him, her voice taking on a husky edge. "And this time, we have a special guest joining us."
The slave's face lit up with excitement, and Bia couldn't help but let out a contented sigh. She loved seeing him so excited about their little activities. With that, she turned and walked towards her gaming setup, motioning for Daniel to join her.
As Daniel entered the room, he couldn't help but notice the scent that filled the air. It was a combination of sweet coffee and something else - something musky and familiar. He looked over at Bia, who was already settled into her chair and had her face buried in a controller. "You ready to get started, honey?" she asked without looking up.
Daniel nodded, his focus shifting to the figure kneeling on the floor before them. The slave's face was upturned, eagerly anticipating what was to come. Daniel couldn't help but feel a twinge of arousal himself as he watched Bia subtly shift in her seat, adjusting her position for maximum comfort.
"Okay, here we go," Bia announced, hitting a few buttons on her controller. The game loaded up, and she began playing, her fingers flying across the buttons with ease. At the same time, she placed one hand on her bare stomach, preparing to let loose a torrent of farts.
Her first fart was loud and powerful, echoing through the room. It hit the slave full in the face, causing him to grunt in surprise. But he didn't back away; instead, he leaned in closer, eager for more. And more came - loud, wet, and stinky farts that filled the air with their putrid stench.
Bia farted without getting off her feet, her buttocks clenching and releasing in rhythm with the game. She farted while wearing denim shorts, the fabric stretched tight over her round ass. She even farted directly into the slave's face, making him gag on the noxious gases.
As they continued to play, Daniel couldn't help but marvel at Bia's ability to multitask. She was not only dominating the game but also dominating the slave with her farts. It was a sight he couldn't tear his eyes away from.
The session lasted well into the afternoon, with Bia and Daniel taking turns playing and filling the slave's face with their farts. By the end of it, they were both sweaty and exhausted, but satisfied with their indulgence.
The slave, on the other hand, was completely spent. His face was flushed from the constant bombardment of farts, and he was struggling to catch his breath. But as he looked up at Bia and Daniel, he couldn't help but feel a sense of contentment. This was his life now - filled with stinky farts and submission. And he wouldn't have it any other way.
