Making My Slave Sniff My Stinky Farts While I'm Gaming
Surrounded by the hustle and bustle of an online gaming competition, Princess Beigh sat in her opulent throne chair, oblivious to the world around her. Her focus was solely on the game, her hands deftly dancing across the keyboard as she commanded her virtual army to victory. Unbeknownst to her, in the corner of the room her slave kneeled, head buried between her thighs, inhaling deeply the scent of her mistress's recent activities.
Beigh's attention was suddenly snapped back to reality by the shrill beeping of a message notification. She glanced over at her phone, momentarily distracted from the game as she read through the message. With a sigh of annoyance, she leaned back in her chair and let out a long, slow sigh. It was then that she realized the room was filled with the acrid smell of her own farts—a scent she had grown accustomed to but knew her slave shouldn't have to endure.
Without taking her eyes off the screen, Beigh casually reached down and placed a hand on the slave's head, forcing it up between her legs. "Get that smell out of here," she commanded coldly, her grip tightening on the slave's hair as she leaned forward menacingly. The slave whimpered, eyes wide with fear as they met their mistress's gaze.
With trembling hands, the slave reached up and took a deep breath, filling its nostrils with the putrid stench of Beigh's farts. The princess watched impassively as the slave closed its eyes, clearly trying to block out the overwhelming scent. After what felt like an eternity, the slave opened its eyes and slowly nodded, indicating it had successfully removed the offending odor.
Satisfied, Beigh released her grip on the slave's hair and returned to her gaming, once again oblivious to everything around her. The slave remained kneeling in the corner, head bowed and eyes closed, trying desperately to block out the memories of what had just happened.