Destroying your face with my rotten farts!! By Britney Hunter and Valeria part 2
Britney Hunter strolled into her luxurious home, her heels clacking against the marble floor. She was in a foul mood after a long day of pretending to be a respectable businesswoman. Her stomach churned with the knowledge that she had to punish her slave for something or another.
As she rounded the corner, she caught sight of her slave, Valeria, crouching behind a potted plant, trying desperately to stifle her laughter. Britney narrowed her eyes, sensing something was amiss. "What's so funny?" she demanded, her voice dripping with ice.
Valeria's face turned pale as she scrambled to her feet, tears of mirth streaming down her cheeks. "Nothing, Mistress," she squeaked, "I-I just thought I heard something funny..."
Britney's eyes narrowed even further in suspicion. "Oh really?" she purred menacingly, her hands balling into fists at her sides. "And what might that be?"
Valeria glanced nervously around before whispering the words that would seal her fate: "Um... well, I heard you talking about how you had a stomach ache earlier today, and I was just thinking how funny it would be if you farted right now and it-"
Britney's face turned crimson with rage, her eyes blazing with fury. "You're lucky I don't have you right now," she growled through clenched teeth, her voice barely above a whisper. "But since I'm feeling generous today, I'll let you off with a warning."
Valeria let out a sigh of relief, thinking she had dodged a bullet. Little did she know that her mistress had other plans in store for her. With a cruel smirk playing across her lips, Britney turned on her heel and marched back down the hallway, leaving Valeria trembling behind the potted plant.
As night fell over the mansion, Britney returned to find Valeria still hiding behind the plant, looking more terrified than before. "Come here," she commanded coldly, her voice echoing through the empty halls.
Valeria knew what was coming next but couldn't bring herself to move. With a sigh of resignation, she slowly rose from her hiding place and approached her mistress, her knees shaking uncontrollably.
Britney stood before her, towering over the trembling slave like a giantess. "It's time for your punishment," she purred menacingly, her eyes glinting with malice. "And this time, I promise you won't be laughing."
With that, Britney grabbed Valeria by the arm and dragged her into the bathroom, slamming the door shut behind them. As she locked it, Valeria could see the glint of anticipation in her mistress's eyes.
"You-you're not going to really do this, are you?" Valeria stammered, her voice quavering with fear. "Please, Mistress, I'm sorry. I won't laugh again, I promise!"
Britney chuckled darkly, her stomach rumbling ominously. "Oh, but you will," she said softly, her breath warm against Valeria's ear. "You'll laugh so hard you'll wish you never opened your mouth."
With that, Britney dropped her robe to the floor, revealing her massive, naked form. Valeria's eyes widened in horror as she realized just how big her mistress really was - towering over her like a colossus, her breasts as big as mountains and her stomach a seemingly bottomless pit.
"Please, Mistress," Valeria whimpered, tears streaming down her cheeks. "I'll do anything you want. Just don't make me suffer like this."
But it was too late. Britney stepped closer, her farts already assaulting Valeria's nostrils. With a malicious grin, she leaned down and whispered in Valeria's ear. "I'm going to destroy your face with my rotten farts, Valeria. And there's nothing you can do to stop me."
As the words hung in the air, Britney unleashed a torrent of putrid gas directly into Valeria's face. The slave screamed in agony as the fumes burned her nostrils and seared her eyeballs. She could feel her stomach heave, but there was nowhere to run.
Britney watched with twisted amusement as Valeria struggled to breathe, her face turning an ugly shade of purple. "Tell me," she crooned, her voice echoing through the bathroom, "does it hurt? Do you wish you could just disappear right now?"
Valeria could only nod frantically, her eyes streaming with tears. She knew there was no escape from her mistress's wrath.
With that, Britney stepped back and let loose a gargantuan fart, sending a wave of noxious gas washing over Valeria. The slave crumpled to the floor, her body convulsing with each wave of nausea that hit her.
Britney watched with a sense of satisfaction as her slave writhed in agony. "I warned you," she purred, her voice dripping with cruelty. "Now you'll learn never to laugh at your mistress again."
And with that, Britney turned and left the bathroom, leaving Valeria to writhe in pain and despair. The slave knew that she had crossed the line, and now she would pay the ultimate price.
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