Cruelqueen - Fart slave restrained and drained

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Cruelqueen - Fart slave restrained and drained

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Fart slave restrained and drained

Title: "The Perfect Seat for My Stinky Ass"



In the dimly lit chamber, the fart slave lay restrained and bound, his body taut with anticipation. His eyes darted around the room, searching for any sign of escape as he listened to the cruel mistress's heavy footsteps approaching. The air was thick with tension and the scent of anticipation.



Cruelqueen strode confidently into the room, her eyes fixed on the helpless creature before her. She towered over him, her towering form dwarfing him in every way. With a sadistic grin, she reached down and grabbed him by the throat, choking out any sound of protest that might have escaped his lips.



"It's time for you to learn your place, my little fart slave," she purred menacingly. "You exist only to serve me and my every need. And right now, I need a comfortable seat."



With that, she shoved him roughly onto the cold, hard floor, positioning his head perfectly between her legs. His eyes widened in fear as he caught the unmistakable scent of her intimate area.



"Now, don't move," she warned, her voice a low, menacing growl. She pulled her pants down just enough to expose her pale, perfect behind to him. A look of horror crossed his face as he realized what she intended.



"Please, mistress," he pleaded, his voice barely audible over the thundering of his heart. "I'll do anything you want. Just don't make me smell you."



But it was too late. With a cruel laugh, Cruelqueen lowered herself onto his face, her massive behind pressing firmly against his nose and mouth. The stench was overpowering, a noxious mix of sweat and farts that made him want to gag.



And so began the torturous ordeal that would last for hours. Each time he thought it couldn't get any worse, she would shift her weight, grinding her hips against his face in a slow, agonizing dance of power and submission.



By the end of it, the fart slave was a broken man, his mind and body shattered by the relentless torment. But even as he lay there, exhausted and spent, he couldn't help but feel a perverse sense of satisfaction. For in that moment, he had truly become his mistress's fart slave, bound to her every whim and desire.

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