Tori More - Tori's Perfumed Pet

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Tori More - Tori's Perfumed Pet

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Tori's Perfumed Pet

As Tori strutted into the room, she could feel the weight of her presence commanding attention. Her ass swayed seductively in a tight latex suit that clung to every curve, accentuating her power over those around her. She approached her "pet," a man kneeling before her, his eyes fixed on her derriere.

Discovering His Secret

Tori reached down and snatched the man's phone from his trembling hands. A look of horror crossed his face as he watched her scroll through his search history. Each click felt like a betrayal to her, and the anger within her boiled over. "How dare you," she growled, her voice low and menacing. "You've been looking at other dominatrixes' sites?"

The man, trembling in fear, tried to explain himself. But Tori wasn't interested in excuses. She pulled him up by his collar, reminding him of who he belonged to. "You're mine. You live for my ass, and only my ass," she hissed, her glare piercing through him. "You're my perfumed pet."

Punishing Her Disobedient Pet

With an evil grin spreading across her lips, Tori decided on a fitting punishment for her disobedient pet. She grabbed a pair of panties from her vanity and stuffed them in his mouth, the sweet smell of her perfume filling his nostrils. "Open wide," she commanded, and he complied without hesitation.

Tori lowered herself onto his face, her massive ass pressing against his chin. "Suck on that," she ordered, and he did as he was told, feeling the warmth of her breath against his skin. She began to fart into his open mouth, each one filling his nostrils with the intoxicating scent of her ass.

As he struggled to breathe through the pungent cloud of gas, Tori pulled the panties from his mouth and stuffed them back in. "Now you really are my perfumed pet," she taunted, her voice dripping with contempt. "No other dom will come near you, not with this stench clinging to you."

A Day of Submission

With that, Tori left the room, leaving her pet to stew in his own filth. He knew he had crossed the line, and now he would pay the ultimate price. As the hours wore on, he could still smell her ass on him, a constant reminder of his place in the world of BDSM.

It was a day of submission, of complete and utter humiliation. But for Tori's pet, there was no greater honor than to be her perfumed pet, reeking of her ass and belonging to her completely. And so, he waited patiently for her next command, ready to submit to her every whim.

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