Sweetheart Dreams And Hot Girls - MAKING INSOLENT SLAVE SMELL MY FARTS # PART 4 # GODDESS KIARA NISSEI

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Sweetheart Dreams And Hot Girls - MAKING INSOLENT SLAVE SMELL MY FARTS # PART 4 # GODDESS KIARA NISSEI

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The Goddess's Wrath: A Fart-Filled Humiliation

Chapter 4: The Slave's Punishment

As Goddess Kiara Nissei strolled into the room, she noticed the smug look on slave Alan's face. He thought he was safe, but little did he know, his punishment was about to intensify. With a swift kick, she sent him sprawling onto the floor, his cheeks flushing with embarrassment.

"Oh, look at you trying to act all high and mighty," she sneered, towering over him. "You're not fit to even touch my things, let alone think you deserve them."

She grabbed a jar of rotten food and shoved it under his nose, letting the foul stench fill his nostrils. "Now, it's time for you to learn your place," she said, her eyes glinting with sadistic delight.

Slave Alan's eyes widened in fear as he realized what was coming next. He knew he couldn't escape the wrath of his goddess, and all he could do was brace himself for impact.

With a cruel laugh, Kiara pulled down her pants and let out a long, loud fart right in front of him. The putrid cloud of gas engulfed him, making him gag and cough uncontrollably. She watched with twisted amusement as he struggled to breathe through the noxious fumes.

"Smell that?" she asked, grinning wickedly. "That's the stink of a worthless slave. And you, my pathetic little toy, are going to be the one to suffer through it all."

She continued to fart in his face, each blast more potent than the last. Slave Alan's eyes watered, and his nose felt like it was on fire. He tried to crawl away, but she was relentless, following him with another wave of nauseating gas.

As he lay there, coughing and choking, Kiara Nissei stood over him, her power and dominance radiating off of her in waves. She was the Goddess, and he was her plaything, nothing more.

"I hope you've learned your lesson, slave," she said, her voice dripping with contempt. "Because if not, I have plenty more ways to make you suffer."

With that, she walked away, leaving him to stew in a pool of humiliation and filth. The stench of her farts lingered in the air, a constant reminder of his place in the world—at the mercy of his cruel, unforgiving goddess.

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