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Prettyprincess - Mouth wet farts

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The Scent of Power

As the Queen of Prettyprincess, I've always known my power to control and humiliate was immense. Today, I wanted to push those boundaries even further. My toilet slave, a pathetic little worm, knelt before me, his eyes fixed on my glistening heels. He trembled with anticipation, not realizing what horrors were about to be unleashed.

The Perfect Target

I slowly lowered myself onto the toilet seat, feeling the cold porcelain against my bare bottom. My breasts swayed gently as I looked down upon my slave. He whimpered softly, recognizing the scent of fear and excitement that radiated from me. I leaned forward, my breasts practically spilling out of my revealing top.

"Do you want to taste the queen's fart?" I asked, my voice dripping with seduction. He nodded frantically, his mouth watering at the thought of being so close to me. I reached down and unzipped his fly, exposing his tiny, quivering cock. It was pathetic, yet arousing at the same time. I knew I had complete control over him.

The Mouth-Wetting Fart

With a smirk, I positioned myself over the toilet bowl. I closed my eyes, taking a deep breath, savoring the moment. My slave watched in anticipation as I lowered my bare bottom onto the rim of the toilet. His tongue darted out, eager to taste what was coming.

I released a long, slow fart, feeling the cool air hit my bare bottom as the sound echoed through the room. It was a slow, wet fart that left my slave's mouth watering. He opened his mouth wider, eager to take in as much of the queen's scent as possible. His tongue darted out, tasting the air, trying to catch every last drop of her essence.

The Aftermath

With a satisfied smirk, I stood up, feeling the cool breeze against my bare skin. My slave continued to lick his lips, savoring the taste of my fart. I turned around, letting him see my magnificent rear end, adorned with a tiny pair of lace panties. They were the only thing standing between him and my perfect, round cheeks.

"Did you enjoy that, slave?" I purred, walking towards him. He nodded quickly, his eyes never leaving my behind. I grabbed his chin, forcing him to look up at me. "Remember this moment, slave. This is how it feels to be dominated by the queen." I said, my voice dripping with power and control. And with that, I left him there, his mind filled with thoughts of my scent and the humiliation he had just endured.

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