Princess Beigh - Face Farts While I Work

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Princess Beigh - Face Farts While I Work

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The Stench of Success: A Giantess Fetish Story

The Boss Babe and Her Stinky Lunch

As Princess Beigh, the boss babe of her own empire, sat down at her desk, she couldn't help but let out a satisfied sigh. Her assistant, a small man with a nervous demeanor, scurried over with a steaming plate of Mexican food. "I hope this is okay, Ms. Beigh," he said hesitantly, his nose already twitching at the nostril-searing scent of spices and sourness that filled the air.

A Power Play of Odors

Princess Beigh, a woman of stature and confidence, laughed heartily, knowing exactly what she had in store for her assistant. "Don't worry, little one," she purred, her voice dripping with dominance. "I ordered this specifically because I know it makes me gassy. And since you're the one who brought it to me, you'll be the one to suffer through my stinky farts."

The Assistant's Submissive Sniffing

Without further ado, Princess Beigh dug into her meal, savoring every mouth-watering bite as she watched her assistant squirm. His eyes were watery, his face contorted in disgust at the thought of having to endure her farts. But he knew better than to disobey his boss babe. So, with a deep breath, he leaned in close and started sniffing up her farts, one by one, while she continued eating and working without missing a beat.

The Sweet Taste of Dominance

The power dynamic between them was palpable - he was reduced to a submissive role, his nose buried in Princess Beigh's ass, while she remained in control, her stomach growling contentedly as she ate and worked. It was a delicious display of dominance and submission, with the sweet scent of success wafting through the air.

Conclusion: A Satisfying Power Play

As the meal came to an end and the plates were cleared away, Princess Beigh leaned back in her chair, content with her lunchtime ritual. Her assistant, still reeking of her farts, stood before her, waiting for his next instruction. She smiled, knowing that he would do anything to please her, even if it meant enduring her stinky farts. It was a satisfying power play that left both parties fulfilled - Princess Beigh with the taste of success and her assistant with the stench of submission.

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