Evafarts - Bank Loan Fart Slave

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Evafarts - Bank Loan Fart Slave

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The Bank Trap

A Deal Too Good to Be True

You strolled into the bank, feeling the weight of your worries on your shoulders. The loans officer, a sultry woman in a tailored suit, greeted you with a smile that promised relief. Her name was Eva, and she had an offer that was too tempting to refuse. She explained how she would take all your money problems away if you did as she said—sign a few forms without reading them. You were desperate, so you agreed.

The Agreement

As you scanned the documents, a sense of foreboding crept up on you. There was something strange about the fine print. Before you could protest, Eva took the papers from your hands and placed them on her desk. "Don't worry about it," she purred. "Just sign where I tell you to sign." And so you did, unaware that you had just signed an agreement to become her fart slave in return for the loan.

The Ultimatum

Eva stood up from her chair, towering over you. Her heels clicked on the marble floor as she walked around her desk. She stood directly behind you, her hot breath on your neck. "You see," she began, her voice low and seductive, "I'm going to take all your money troubles away. You're going to do everything I say, and in return, I'll give you the loan you want." She pulled your shirt up, revealing your bare back. "From now on, this is my personal property," she whispered as she ran her nails down your spine. You shivered with anticipation and fear.

The Submission

Eva instructed you to get on your knees, your face level with her ass. You hesitated, but she wouldn't take no for an answer. She was in control now. With trembling hands, you reached out and touched her perfect round cheeks. She moaned softly, encouraging you to explore further. You slowly slid your fingers inside her panties, feeling the warmth and moisture of her body. You were in awe of her power and submission.

The Farting Game

Eva positioned herself over your face, her ass hovering just above your nose. She began to fart, each one more powerful than the last. You could feel the hot air brushing against your face, the acrid smell of gas filling your nostrils. You tried to resist, but she was relentless. She farted over and over again, making you inhale her farts until your head spun. You were her fart slave, and there was no escape.

The Final Act

Finally, satiated with your submission, Eva removed herself from your face. She stood tall, her power and dominance clear. "You see, we have an agreement," she said, her voice cold and calculated. "And you will do everything I say from now on." With that, she turned and walked away, leaving you kneeling on the cold marble floor, her fart lingering in the air.

The Aftermath

The following day, you returned to the bank, hoping to renegotiate the terms of your agreement. But Eva was already waiting for you, dressed in her business suit once again. She smiled, revealing a hint of her foul breath. "Good morning, slave," she purred. "Let's get started." And so the cycle continued, with you submitting to her will and becoming lost in her world of farts and dominance.

The Final Word

In the end, you realized that you had become addicted to her power. The farts, the submission, the control—it was all part of a twisted game that you couldn't escape. You were her fart slave, and you had willingly signed up for the role. The bank loan was just a minor detail now, lost in the haze of your newfound fetish.

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