Fetish Factory Brazil Farting - TWO SUPER BIG BUTTS FARTING ON THE POOR SLAVE - BY ARIEL AND NEW DOMINATOR PRI MELANCIA - CLIP 3

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Fetish Factory Brazil Farting - TWO SUPER BIG BUTTS FARTING ON THE POOR SLAVE - BY ARIEL AND NEW DOMINATOR PRI MELANCIA - CLIP 3

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TWO SUPER BIG BUTTS FARTING ON THE POOR SLAVE - BY ARIEL AND NEW DOMINATOR PRI MELANCIA - CLIP 3

As the door to the dank, dimly lit chamber opened, two women of towering proportions stepped inside. One, Ariel, was a stunning goddess with long flowing hair and piercing eyes that seemed to glow in the low light. Her companion, Pri Melancia, was equally imposing with a tall, curvaceous frame that seemed to defy gravity. Their entrance was marked by the loud crunch of heavy footsteps on the hard floor, echoing through the room.



Jack lay there, chained and naked, his eyes darting back and forth between them in a mixture of fear and anticipation. He knew what was coming—he'd been here before. The women approached him slowly, their hulking figures casting long shadows across the room. Ariel reached down and roughly gripped Jack's chin, forcing him to look up at her. Her face was expressionless, but there was a glint in her eye that sent shivers down his spine.



Pri Melancia stood behind Jack, her massive buttocks inches from his face. She leaned forward slightly, releasing a deep, rumbling fart that shook Jack's entire body. The stench was overwhelming, causing him to gag reflexively. But it wasn't just the smell that was horrifying—it was the feeling of helplessness that washed over him as he was forced to endure this humiliation.



Ariel moved around behind Jack, her hands gripping his hair as she positioned his face just right. Then, with a loud grunt, she also released a foul-smelling flatulence directly into Jack's nose. He sputtered and coughed, struggling against his bonds as the women continued to take turns assaulting him with their foul-smelling gases.



Their laughter echoed through the room, a cacophony of malicious amusement. Jack could feel himself being pushed to the brink of sanity by the onslaught of putrid air being forced into his body. He looked up at them, pleading with his eyes for mercy, but all he saw was a twisted sense of power and dominance.



As the women finished their cruel game, they stepped back to admire their handiwork. Jack lay there, heaving and gasping for air, his face and clothes coated in a thick layer of their noxious fumes. It was then that Ariel leaned down and whispered in his ear, her voice cold and menacing: "This is just the beginning, slave. You are ours to use and abuse as we please."



With that, they turned and left the room, leaving Jack to stew in his own filth and misery. The door slammed shut behind them, leaving him alone with his thoughts and the lingering stench of their farts.

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