Facesitting Fantasies Mf - SMELL MY FARTS DEEPLY WITH YOUR TAPED MOUTH - BY ARIEL - CLIP 3

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Facesitting Fantasies Mf - SMELL MY FARTS DEEPLY WITH YOUR TAPED MOUTH - BY ARIEL - CLIP 3

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SMELL MY FARTS DEEPLY WITH YOUR TAPED MOUTH - BY ARIEL - CLIP 3

In a dark, intimate room lit only by candles, Ariel loomed over her helpless victim, her towering form casting an ominous shadow across the room. She'd had enough of the petty gossip and backbiting that had been directed her way, and now it was time for retribution. With a sneer, she grabbed the trembling babe by the chin and forced their eyes to meet. "You've been talking about me behind my back," she hissed, her breath hot on babe's face. "It's time to learn your lesson."



Her fingers dug into babe's skin as she yanked her head back, exposing the smooth, vulnerable flesh of her neck. With a flick of her wrist, Ariel tore off a strip of duct tape and pressed it firmly over babe's mouth. The sticky adhesive muffled any protests as it sealed babe's lips shut, leaving her gagged and unable to speak. Ariel took a step back, savoring the look of terror that crossed babe's face as she realized she was completely at the giantess' mercy.



"Now," Ariel continued, her voice cold and commanding, "you're going to do exactly as I say. And the first thing you're going to do is smell my farts." She let out a slow, deliberate burst of putrid gas, filling the room with the acrid stench of rotten eggs and sulfur. Babe recoiled, tears welling up in her eyes as she tried desperately to escape the noxious cloud. But there was nowhere for her to go; she was trapped, helpless under Ariel's unyielding glare.



As if to drive home her dominance, Ariel lowered herself onto the bed, positioning babe between her massive thighs. Her farts continued to waft upward, each one stronger and more pungent than the last. Babe whimpered into her gag, her eyes watering as she tried to hold her breath against the overwhelming stench. But Ariel was relentless, her breath hot on babe's face as she commanded, "Smell it. Smell my farts deeply with your taped mouth."



With each passing moment, the air grew more noxious, choking and suffocating babe with the power of Ariel's farts. She could only watch in horror as the giantess' ass undulated before her, the rippling muscles of her thighs flexing with each heavy exhale. It was a testament to her humiliation—a test of just how far Ariel was willing to push her.



Babe's world had become a cacophony of smells: the acrid stench of gas, the musky scent of Ariel's skin, and the faint hint of fear that clung to her own body. Tears streamed down her cheeks as she struggled against the gag, unable to break free from the hold it had on her mouth. It felt like her entire being was being consumed by Ariel's farts, her senses overwhelmed by the potent mix of pleasure and pain that coursed through her veins.



As if to add insult to injury, Ariel grabbed a pillow and shoved it under babe's head, forcing her to lie down in the thick cloud of farts. Her eyes widened in horror as she realized there was nowhere left to run, nowhere to hide from the giantess' wrath. All she could do was submit to her fate—to inhale the foul scent that had become her new reality.



And so, with each passing moment, babe breathed in deeper, the taste of Ariel's farts coating her tongue and filling her lungs. It was a sensation like nothing she'd ever experienced before: equal parts disgusting and exhilarating. She could feel herself growing weak from the noxious fumes, her body surrendering to the giantess' power as she lay helpless beneath her. This was Ariel's world now, and babe was just a plaything in it.

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