Fart In Brazil - MY NEW UGLY SLAVE SWALLOWING MY FARTS ONE BY ONE - BY ARIEL - CLIP 2

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Fart In Brazil - MY NEW UGLY SLAVE SWALLOWING MY FARTS ONE BY ONE - BY ARIEL - CLIP 2

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MY NEW UGLY SLAVE SWALLOWING MY FARTS ONE BY ONE - BY ARIEL - CLIP 2

As Ariel strutted into her lavish chamber, she ordered her new slave to drop to his knees with a flick of her wrist. The poor woman, still reeling from the scent of the popcorn she had just been fed, struggled to maintain her composure as her Mistress approached. With a smirk, Ariel unzipped her tight dress, revealing the source of her latest power trip - a pair of ripe, gassy orbs begging to be released.



"Swallow my farts one by one," she commanded, her tone cold and unyielding. The slave's eyes widened in terror as the first plume of putrid air hit her face. Ariel chuckled darkly, watching as the woman's body instinctively tried to rebel against the assault on her senses. But there would be no escape for this pathetic creature; she belonged to Ariel now, and she would suffer every fart in silence.



As the farts rained down upon her, the slave's face contorted into a mask of agony. Each explosive release sent waves of nausea coursing through her system, making it impossible to stand upright. Tears streamed down her cheeks, mingling with the saliva that had gathered in anticipation of each approaching blast. Yet still, she obeyed - because defiance would only lead to more misery at the hands - and more importantly, the asshole - of her sadistic Mistress.



In this twisted world where power and submission ruled, Ariel revelled in her control over another human being. She took perverse pleasure in reducing this once-proud woman to a quivering mass of humiliation and discomfort. And while some might call it cruel, Ariel knew that this was simply the natural order of things. After all, who could deny the thrill of watching someone so thoroughly dominated by their own bodily functions?



So it was that the slave continued to suffer, her face buried deep in the folds of Ariel's dress as she steadily ingested each and every fart. For as long as she lived, she would remember this day - and the woman who had reduced her to nothing more than a fart-swallowing machine. And perhaps, just perhaps, deep down inside, she would find a small sliver of respect for the sheer dominance her Mistress exuded, even as she made her life a living hell.

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