Giantess Fetish: Training Our Fart Slave Part 7! Experimenting and Getting Weird!
The slave's training was nearing completion, and we decided to mix things up. Our little fart slave had been exceptional, so it was time to have some fun. We gathered around him, our towering forms casting ominous shadows across the room.
Power Dynamics at Play
The slave trembled in fear as he watched us eye him up. He knew what was coming next and couldn't help but wonder how far we would push him this time. Our giantesses approached him, their thighs like mountains in comparison to his tiny frame. He lowered his gaze submissively, waiting for his mistresses' commands.
New Positions and Experimentation
We started by trying out new positions; sitting on his face while he gazed up at our colossal pussies, shoving him deep into our cleavage until only his head peeked out. Each position brought a new rush of power and pleasure for us. Meanwhile, the slave squirmed uncomfortably, trying to avoid inhaling our potent farts. It was evident he was not enjoying this part of his training.
Tight Dutch Oven Fart Smothering
Deciding to take things further, we decided to trap him inside our pants and unleash really gross farts. We positioned ourselves around him, our sweaty bodies pressing against his like a vice grip. As we released our noxious gas, the slave found himself trapped inside a tight Dutch oven, suffocating under the stench of our farts. His eyes watered, and he struggled to breathe, but we held him firmly in place, enjoying his discomfort immensely.
Gia's Bathroom Break
After a while, Gia had enough fun. She retreated to the bathroom, leaving the other giantesses to continue their cruel game. A few minutes later, she returned, her face flushed from the excitement of her recent activities. She looked down at the trembling slave, who couldn't help but notice the fresh streaks of toilet paper residue on her cheeks. Gia knelt down, her monstrous form towering over him once again, and whispered menacingly, "Now it's your turn, slave." She wagged her finger playfully before disappearing into the bathroom again, leaving us wondering what horror she had planned next for our poor fart slave.