Cutiepiie Chubby - Sitting on my Slave's Face and Farting

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Cutiepiie Chubby - Sitting on my Slave's Face and Farting

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The Trans Girl's Ultimate Humiliation

As I, the voluptuous and irresistibly curvaceous Mistress, walk into the room, my trans girl slave cowers in fear. Her heart races with anticipation of what's to come. I smile wickedly, knowing full well that today is going to be a day she'll never forget.

Claiming My Rightful Throne

I strut over to my plush throne, an enormous chair that dwarfs even my impressive figure. With a flick of my wrist, I motion for her to approach. She hesitates for a moment before moving closer, her eyes never leaving my commanding presence.

My Slave's Destiny

As she gets closer, I can't help but admire her submissive nature. She was made for this kind of treatment—to be dominated by someone like me who knows how to truly claim her throne. With a swift motion, I force her down onto her knees in front of me, her head bowed low in submission.

The Wrath of My Big, Beautiful Ass

The anticipation builds as I slowly remove my skirt, revealing my round, plump bottom. My slave stares at it with wide eyes, her mouth watering in eager anticipation of what's to come. She knows that she's about to experience the full force of my dominance—the wrath of my big, beautiful ass.

Humiliating My Slave

With a powerful thrust, I sit down on her face, feeling the warmth of her breath against my skin. I lean back, enjoying the feeling of her mouth enveloping my ass cheeks as if they were made for this very purpose. She tries to resist, but it's no use. She's mine, and she'll do as she's told.

Farting Contest

As we settle into our new position, I can't help but notice the nervous tension building between us. It's time for the main event—a farting contest between my trans girl slave and me. We both know that this is about who deserves to be on top, about who's really the boss here.

Who's the Real Boss Here?

The room fills with the sound of our farts, echoing off the walls in a cacophony of power and dominance. I can feel the heat radiating from her face as she tries to hold in her farts, but it's no use. She's going to lose this contest, and she knows it.

The Ultimate Humiliation

In the end, my slave can't contain her farts any longer. They burst forth from her, filling the air with their pungent aroma. She looks up at me, her eyes filled with shame and humiliation. I smile down at her, knowing that I've claimed another victory in our ongoing battle for dominance.

Conclusion

As she licks my ass clean, wiping away any trace of her failure, I can't help but feel satisfied. My trans girl slave may think she's lost this round, but she's really just entering into a new phase of her training. Soon enough, she'll understand who's the real boss here—and it won't be her.

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