Brightfemdom With Starling Bright - Salary Negotiations with Facesitting Farts - BrightFemdom Fart Fetish Findom Roleplay

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The Power of the Giantess

Salary Negotiations with Facesitting Farts

The air was thick with tension as Mr. Boss Man awoke to a world turned upside down. His head was spinning, his body ached, and most importantly, he couldn't remember what had happened. He opened his mouth to ask, but the only thing that filled his nostrils was the pungent scent of ass. Suddenly, the reality of his situation hit him like a ton of bricks: he was bound and gagged, staring up at the derriere of Starling Bright, the woman who had just demanded a raise for her work at Brightfemdom.

Starling stood above him, her thong-clad ass taunting him to worship at her altar. She was in control now, and she intended to keep it that way. With each passing second, Mr. Boss Man could feel her power over him growing stronger. Her farts were like a drug to him, and he couldn't help but inhale deeply with each release. He was addicted to her scent, her dominance, and the way she made him beg for more.

"Do you want your raise now?" she purred, her voice dripping with satisfaction. Mr. Boss Man could only nod frantically, unable to form words around the gag in his mouth. Starling smiled cruelly, her eyes sparkling with amusement. She knew she had him right where she wanted him - vulnerable, submissive, and completely under her spell.

Slowly, Starling released one hand from his restraints, allowing him a brief moment of hope. "If you don't cum," she warned him, "you can go back to work like nothing happened." Mr. Boss Man could feel himself getting closer to the edge, his cock throbbing with anticipation. He wanted this woman, he needed her, and he would do anything to make her happy.

With a mischievous grin, Starling lowered her bare ass onto his face, giving him a perfect view of her tight, puckered asshole. She could feel his tongue probing against her entrance, desperate for contact. "You'll do anything I say," she whispered, her voice shaking with excitement. "You love serving my dirty sweaty asshole."

As Starling began to move her hips in a slow, sensual rhythm, Mr. Boss Man's world spun out of control. His mind was filled with images of her large, firm ass hovering over him, teasing him with every inch. He could feel the cum building inside him, threatening to explode at any moment. And when she finally gave him the signal to cum, he did so with a force that surprised even her.

With a triumphant sigh, Starling removed her ass from his face, revealing a satisfied smile. "Now that we've got that out of the way," she said, her voice dripping with sarcasm, "about that raise..." Mr. Boss Man, weak-kneed but determined, nodded eagerly. "How much do you think I deserve?" she asked, arching an eyebrow. And without hesitation, Mr. Boss Man agreed to her every demand, knowing that he would do anything to make her happy - even if it meant groveling at her feet.

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