Call Me Alexyah - Relieving my gas in his face

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Call Me Alexyah - Relieving my gas in his face

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The Stomach-Ache Remedy: Releasing My Gas in His Face

Alexyah, the mistress of Call Me Alexyah Studio, sat on her comfortable throne, clad in nothing but a white top and panties, her stomach churning with discomfort. She was determined to alleviate her stomach ache and decided that the best way to do so was by using the 'smotherbox' and her loyal slave.

As she settled into her seat, the tension in her belly began to rise along with the anticipation of releasing the pent-up gas that plagued her. She closed her eyes, focusing on the uncomfortable sensation that threatened to overwhelm her. Suddenly, a loud rumble escaped her lips, alerting her slave of her imminent need.

Without opening her eyes, Alexyah spoke to him in a low, authoritative tone. "Come here, slave. It's time for you to earn your keep." Her words resonated in the quiet room, causing the slave to tremble slightly as he approached his mistress.

As he knelt before her, Alexyah let out a long, low sigh of relief as her farts escaped from her body, filling the air around them. She felt the warmth and weight of the gas as it enveloped her, causing her to squirm slightly in her seat. The smell was intoxicating, a heady mix of stale air and unmentionable aromas that made her slave's nostrils flare.

Slowly, Alexyah reached down and removed her panties, revealing her bare bottom to the slave. "Now, slave," she commanded, her voice firm but laced with an undercurrent of pleasure. "Swallow it all. Every last drop."

As the gas continued to pour out of her, the slave moved closer, his tongue darting out to taste the foul air. He lapped at her skin, cleaning her of any residue from his mistress's gas. His movements were reverent, almost worshipful, as he attended to her every need.

Finally, after what seemed like an eternity, Alexyah felt the last of her gas escape from her body. She sat back in her seat, taking a deep breath of fresh air as her slave continued to clean her. With a satisfied smile, she leaned forward, placing a hand on his head. "You have served me well, slave," she purred. "Now go, and prepare for your next task."

With that, Alexyah dismissed her slave, her stomach finally at peace. The experience had been intense, both physically and emotionally, but she knew that her slave had served his purpose well. As she pulled her panties back up, she couldn't help but feel a twinge of satisfaction at the thought of the gas lingering in the air, a testament to their unique and powerful dynamic.

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