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BBW Rosalia First Farting Experience I

The hulking figure of BBW Rosalia loomed over Slave Milena, her beady eyes glinting with mischief. The room was thick with anticipation, every breath drawing out the tension like a bowstring. Rosalia smiled, revealing her plump lips and glistening teeth. She licked them slowly, leaving a trail of saliva that glistened in the low light.



Without a word, Rosalia reached down and grabbed Slave Milena by the hair, yanking her head up to meet her gaze. The look in her eyes was predatory, promising a torrent of foul-smelling gas that would leave Milena reeling. Rosalia leaned in close, her warm breath washing over Milena's face. "Are you ready?" she growled softly.



Milena trembled, her heart racing in her chest. A shiver ran down her spine as she nodded slowly. "Yes, Mistress," she whispered, her voice quavering with fear and excitement.



Rosalia grinned, revealing a mouthful of crooked teeth that seemed to dance in the darkness. She released Milena's hair, but kept her grip firm on her collar. "Good," she purred, taking a step back.



With a deep breath, Rosalia let out a long, low rumble that seemed to echo around the room. It was a primal sound, like the earth groaning under the weight of the heavens. Slowly, she started to bend over at the waist, her massive belly leading the way.



The air around her shifted, becoming thick and cloying. Milena wrinkled her nose, trying to avoid the nauseating stench that assaulted her senses. But as Rosalia leaned over further, releasing an arc of putrid gas directly into her face, she knew there was no escape.



Tears welled up in Milena's eyes, but she forced herself to stay still. This was her punishment, her duty as a slave. She had to endure every foul smell and disgusting noise that came from her Mistress's body.



Rosalia chuckled, the sound vibrating through Milena's body like a bassline. "Do you like it?" she asked, her voice low and husky.



Milena didn't respond, her lips pressed together in a thin line. All she could do was nod, feeling the weight of Rosalia's gaze boring into her skull.



With one last shove, Rosalia pushed Milena away, sending her tumbling to the ground. She stood there for a moment, towering over her victim, before letting out a final burst of foul-smelling air and walking away.



In the aftermath of the encounter, Milena lay there, breathing heavily. Her head spun, and her stomach churned with the memory of the horrific odor that had assailed her senses. But even in her state of discomfort, she couldn't help but feel a sense of awe at the power of her Mistress, Rosalia.

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