Rxproductions - MAKING MY SLAVE SMELL THE FARTS FROM THE BOTTOM OF MY ASS # PART 6 # HUMILIATION OF THE 230 KG BBW

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Rxproductions - MAKING MY SLAVE SMELL THE FARTS FROM THE BOTTOM OF MY ASS # PART 6 # HUMILIATION OF THE 230 KG BBW

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The Giantess's Perverse Fart Game

Part 6: The Scent of Shame

Thammy, the colossal BBW of Rxproductions, reclined on her plush chaise longue, lost in thought. Suddenly, she felt something brush against her feet—her masked slave had arrived to grovel at her feet once more. With a sigh, she prepared for another round of her twisted fart game.

As he got down on his knees, the slave's eyes widened in anticipation. He had become addicted to the nauseating scent that emanated from Thammy's ass every time she released one of her putrid farts into his face. Despite the humiliation, he couldn't help but crave more.

Thammy watched as her slave positioned himself eagerly, ready to receive whatever she would unleash upon him. She savored the power she held over him, knowing that with every fart, she was pushing him deeper into a life of degradation and submission.

With a smirk, Thammy leaned forward and let out a long, low fart. It reverberated through the room, filling the air with its pungent stench. Her slave inhaled deeply, his nostrils flaring as he tried to catch every last whiff of her ass-crack.

As he leaned in closer, Thammy decided to up the ante. She let out another fart, this one even more potent than the last. The slave's eyes watered, but he wouldn't back down. He knew that if he showed any sign of weakness, Thammy would only increase the intensity of her farts.

For hours, they played this perverse game. Each fart stronger than the last, each whiff more intoxicating to the slave. As the night wore on, Thammy began to wonder if her slave would ever be able to break free from the intoxicating scent of her ass.

In the end, only one thing was certain: the power of her farts had ensnared her slave forever. He was hers, body and soul, bound to her by the scent of shame that now filled his nostrils. And as for Thammy, she couldn't help but revel in her newfound power over him, knowing that with every fart, she held him tighter than before.

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