Penelope's Store - FUN NIGHTS, WHO FARTS MORE ON THE SUBMISSIVE HELPLESS GIRL? - BY SASHA AND MORGANNA - PART 1

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Penelope's Store - FUN NIGHTS, WHO FARTS MORE ON THE SUBMISSIVE HELPLESS GIRL? - BY SASHA AND MORGANNA - PART 1

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FUN NIGHTS, WHO FARTS MORE ON THE SUBMISSIVE HELPLESS GIRL? - BY SASHA AND MORGANNA - PART 1

The air was thick with anticipation as Sasha and Morgana settled in for their night of debauchery. The two giggled like schoolgirls as they poured themselves another round of drinks, their eyes glinting with mischief. Their bodies glistened under the dim lights, dressed in nothing but their skimpy lingerie.



Suddenly, a thought struck them simultaneously. They looked at each other with twisted grins, their eyes alight with depraved delight. "Let's play a game," Morgana purred, her voice like velvet over steel. "Whoever farts the most on our submissive girl... wins."



They both laughed maniacally, the sound echoing off the walls of Penelope's Store. The atmosphere thickened as they made their way to the back room where their helpless plaything lay bound and gagged on the table. The girl trembled with fear, her eyes pleading for mercy, but she knew better than to resist.



Without another word, Morgana and Sasha began their farting contest. Each time one of them let loose a squeaker or a stinker, they would lean over the terrified girl and let the poisonous cloud engulf her face. The girl's eyes watered as she struggled to breathe, her nose filled with the putrid stench.



As the night wore on, the contest became more intense. The girls' moans of pleasure mingled with the sounds of flatulence, creating a cacophony of sensory overload. The girl's face was red from the pressure of their farts, yet she couldn't help but feel a twisted sense of arousal at their dominance.



Finally, after hours of non-stop farting, Morgana let out a monstrous fart that made the girl gag on her gag. Sasha couldn't help but applaud as Morgana declared victory. The two collapsed onto the sofa, their laughter echoing through the halls of Penelope's Store.



The next morning, the girl awoke with a start, her body aching from the night's activities. She looked down at herself, expecting to see the usual mess of cum and sweat. Instead, she was surprised to find that she was covered in nothing but a fine layer of fart dust.



As she struggled to her feet, she couldn't help but wonder who would be the next poor soul to fall victim to Morgana and Sasha's twisted game.

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