Babiventurafetish - Farting and humiliating my slave at my brunch!! By Kiara Nissei and Cris part 2
A Nasty Disruption
Draped in silk robes, the stunning Kiara Nissei sat down at her lavish brunch table, ready to indulge in a sumptuous meal. As she sipped her coffee, she couldn't help but notice the presence of a figure lingering in the corner of her eye. Her brow furrowed in confusion as she turned to see her poor, unsuspecting slave cowering pathetically behind a pillar.
Kiara's face contorted into a mask of pure rage. How dare this wretched creature interrupt her sacred moment? Without saying a word, she stood up and marched over to the trembling slave, her heels clicking an ominous rhythm on the marble floor.
A Punishment Fit for a Goddess
The slave tried desperately to apologize, but Kiara silenced her with a wave of her hand. Instead, she bent over the slave and pulled down her miniskirt, revealing her bare, sweaty butt cheeks. With a malicious grin, Kiara pulled out a plump, ripe tomato from a nearby basket and squeezed it hard, releasing a loud, wet fart onto the trembling slave's backside.
The humiliated slave shuddered as the stench of Kiara's fart filled the air. "This is what you get for ruining my brunch," she hissed, slapping the tomato against the slave's ass cheeks. "Now, you will serve as my personal toilet until I say otherwise."
A Power Dynamic Like No Other
For the rest of the brunch, Kiara continued to use her slave as her personal farting target, much to the disgust of the other guests. Cris, a fellow goddess who had joined Kiara for brunch, watched with amusement as the power dynamics played out before her. She couldn't help but feel a twisted sense of admiration for Kiara's dominance and cruelty.
As the meal came to an end, Kiara stood up triumphantly, her slave still cowering in the corner. "This is what happens when you cross a goddess," she declared, her voice echoing through the empty hall. "Now, get out of my sight before I change my mind and decide to feed you something else."
With that, Kiara left the humiliated slave behind, leaving a trail of shame and foul odor in her wake. Cris could only shake her head, knowing that she would never dare challenge a goddess like Kiara Nissei.
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