Call Me Alexyah - FACESITTING - Read, relax and fart

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FACESITTING - Read, relax and fart

Title: The Divine Assent



As Alexyah, the goddess of giantess fetishism, sank into her plush armchair, her eyes drifted over to the quivering slave kneeling at her feet. His face, once pale and drawn, now held an eager anticipation mixed with fear. She smiled, reaching for the book she'd been reading - a dark, brooding tale of forbidden love.



"Slave," she began, her voice like honeyed velvet, "I see you've been a good boy. You've been waiting patiently for me to finish my book, haven't you?"



The slave nodded eagerly, his eyes fixed on the gentle sway of her massive ass as it settled into the chair.



"Good," she purred, running a finger down the spine of the book. "Then you'll be more than pleased to know that I plan on rewarding your obedience."



She opened the book, the pages rustling softly as she began to read. The slave's gaze followed every movement of her lips, his heart hammering against his ribcage in time with his excitement. As she read, her voice took on different tones and inflections, weaving a spellbinding tale that drew him deeper into her world.



Suddenly, she paused mid-sentence and let out a long, low sigh. "I'm sorry, slave," she said, "but your restlessness is distracting. You'll have to be punished."



Without warning, she leaned forward and puffed a hot, stinky cloud of gas directly into his face. The slave gagged and coughed, his eyes streaming with tears, but he couldn't look away from her divine ass.



"Clean it," she commanded, her voice now laced with ice.



The slave hesitated for a moment before leaning forward and tentatively brushing his tongue against her puckered anus. The taste of feces and sweat assaulted his senses, but he managed to keep his mouth pressed against her flesh, cleaning her with desperate, hungry licks.



"That's it," she purred, leaning back in her chair and closing the book. "Now, let me return the favor."



Without warning, she lifted her dress and exposed herself to the slave. His eyes widened in shock as he saw the monstrous, engorged clit hovering before him, surrounded by a moist halo of arousal.



"Suck," she commanded, her voice now a low growl. "And don't stop until you've tasted every drop of my essence."



As he lowered his head and took her massive clit into his mouth, she reached down and began to caress his balls. The sensation of her impossibly soft skin against his scrotum sent shivers of pleasure through him, but he couldn't help but flinch as she squeezed them gently, testing their resilience.



"Are you enjoying this, slave?" she asked, her voice now dripping with amusement. "Because I can make it hurt if you'd prefer."



The slave shook his head, his mouth filled with the sweet, salty taste of her essence. "No, Mistress," he whimpered. "Please, don't hurt me."



Alexyah chuckled, reaching down to cup his balls in her palm. She squeezed gently, feeling the soft skin give way under her pressure. "I think I'll leave you with a fond memory of this session," she said, her voice now soft and soothing. "Good job, slave."



With that, she released him, and he collapsed onto the floor, gasping for air. As he looked up at her, he saw the satisfied smile on her face, and realized that he would do anything to earn her approval. Anything at all.

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