Goddess Scarlet White - FRANTIC FART DOMINATION WITH NEW SLAVE PART 2

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Goddess Scarlet White - FRANTIC FART DOMINATION WITH NEW SLAVE PART 2

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The New Slave's Torment Continues: A Frantic Fart Domination Challenge!

Part 2

As the girls eagerly awaited the arrival of their new slave, an aura of excitement and power filled the air. Scarlet White, Britney Hunter, Thay Flores, Sabrina Green, and their latest acquisition stood in a semi-circle, their eyes locked on each other in anticipation. The slave, still bound and gagged, trembled nervously as he took in the sight of these glorious goddesses.

"Are you ready for round two?" Scarlet purred, her voice low and seductive. The slave nodded frantically, unable to utter a word through his gag. "Good boy," she cooed, her heels clicking against the floor as she approached him. "Britney, Thay, Sabrina, let's show our new toy what real domination feels like!"

The other girls eagerly agreed, their eyes shining with delight at the prospect of dominating the helpless slave. They gathered around him, their bodies pressed against his, their farts wafting through the air. The stench was overwhelming, but the slave couldn't help but feel a twisted sense of arousal. He was theirs to command, their plaything to use as they pleased.

"On the count of three, we're all going to let loose a big, stinky fart in your face," Scarlet commanded. The slave trembled even harder, his heart racing as he anticipated the onslaught. "One... two... THREE!"

A chorus of farts filled the room, each one landing squarely on the slave's face, filling his nostrils and mouth with the putrid stench. He gagged and choked, unable to breathe through the overwhelming smell, but he couldn't look away from the faces of his mistresses, who watched him with a mixture of amusement and contempt.

"That was just a warm-up," Britney purred, her hand gently caressing the slave's bound form. "Imagine what else we have in store for you."

The girls continued to take turns farting in the slave's face, each one more intense than the last. He felt like he was being buried alive in a mountain of putrescent gas, but still, he couldn't help but feel a twisted sense of arousal at the power they held over him. The frantic fart domination continued, leaving the slave weak and breathless, but also oddly addicted to the thrill of their power.

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