(Part 4) This is Your Christmas Gift, Thank Me
Milena sat at the dining table, her eyes slowly closing as the warmth of the Christmas feast spread through her. But just as she thought she'd escaped the discomfort, a sudden sharp pain sliced through her abdomen. With a gasp, she pushed back her chair and staggered towards the bedroom.
As she stumbled through the door, Milena's eyes glinted with anticipation. This was going to be his Christmas gift, and she couldn't wait to see his reaction. With a mischievous grin, she undid her pants and let them fall to the floor, revealing her plump bottom.
Without further ado, Milena released the contents of her belly into his nose and mouth. The stench was overwhelming, a potent mix of rotten eggs and festering garbage. But that was the beauty of it – he had to eat and smell the stinky and nasty remains of the gases directly from her butt.
As he struggled to breathe through the noxious fumes, Milena leaned over him, her ample cleavage spilling out of her revealing top. She grabbed his head in her hands and forced his face closer to her butt, her fingers digging into his scalp.
"Thank me," she purred, her voice low and sultry. And with that, she pulled her pants back up and left him there, gasping for air and covered in a fine sheen of sweat.
This was only the beginning, she mused, her heart racing with excitement. There was so much more she could do to him, so many ways she could make him feel her power. But for now, she would bask in the afterglow of this incredible display of dominance, knowing that he was hers – body and soul.