Babiventurafetish - Destroying your face with my rotten farts!!! By Britney Hunter and Valeria part 4

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Babiventurafetish - Destroying your face with my rotten farts!!! By Britney Hunter and Valeria part 4

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Destroying your face with my rotten farts!!! By Britney Hunter and Valeria part 4

Britney Hunter, the colossal queen of farts, stomped into her luxurious abode, her ample rear end wobbling with every step. With a huff, she slammed the door behind her and made her way towards the bathroom - only to find it occupied by someone who shouldn't have been there.



Her eyes widened in anger when she saw Valeria, her slave, crouched under the sink, shaking uncontrollably with laughter. It was clear that Valeria had been eavesdropping on Britney's stomach rumblings earlier. "What do you think you're laughing at?" Britney growled, her voice echoing through the room.



Valeria tried to compose herself, but the look of fear in her eyes betrayed her. She knew she had crossed the line this time. "N-nothing, mistress," she stammered, "I was just... admiring your scent."



Britney scoffed, her rolling thunder of a chuckle sending shivers down Valeria's spine. "Admiring my scent, huh?" she said, pulling her stained panties down to reveal a plump, puckered butthole. "Well, why don't you get a closer whiff of this, my little toilet sniffer?"



With that, Britney lowered herself onto the toilet seat, her entire weight pressing against the thin wood. She leaned forward, letting out a long, putrid fart that sent a cloud of noxious gas wafting towards Valeria's face. The slave girl gagged, trying to shield herself, but it was too late.



Britney's fart engulfed her, coating her skin and hair in a sticky layer of decay. "That's just a taste of what's in store for you," Britney said with a menacing grin. "I think it's time to teach you a lesson about respecting your mistress's privacy."



And with that, Britney unleashed a torrent of farts upon her helpless slave. Each one more potent than the last, each one sending shockwaves through Valeria's body as she struggled to breathe through the noxious fog.



As the assault continued, Britney watched with a twisted sense of satisfaction as Valeria's face turned beet red and her eyes watered uncontrollably. Finally, when she was sure her point had been made, Britney stood up, her thighs shaking from the effort of holding in her massive gas bubble.



"Now do you understand?" she asked, looming over Valeria like a colossus. The slave girl could only nod, her face covered in a sheen of sweat and Britney's foul-smelling gas.



With a satisfied smirk, Britney walked away, leaving Valeria to curl up in the corner and pray for mercy from the goddess of farts.

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