Ms Fetish Studio - THE FACE IS A PRINCESS BUT THE DOMINATION IS WICKED WITH LOTS OF FARTS PART 3 BY SABRINA GREEN AND AKEMY CAM BY DANI FULL HD
Part 3: The Face of a Princess, the Domination of a Wicked Queen The Box of Humiliation Sabrina Green, clad in her royal regalia, stood over her helpless slave, her gaze cold and calculating. She had spent the last few days subjecting her poor servant to a never-ending stream of degradation, and now it was time for the grand finale. With a cruel smile on her face, she motioned for the slave to approach the box she had prepared. The box was large and made of thick wood, designed to hold the slave in place for her every whim. As the slave stepped inside, Sabrina slammed the lid shut, trapping her prey inside the stench-filled chamber. The slave let out a muffled scream as Sabrina's farts enveloped her, filling every inch of her being with the overpowering smell of rotten food.The Queen's Pleasure For hours, Sabrina relished in the slave's suffering, taking slow, deep breaths to savor the foul aroma. She paced around the box, kneeling down now and then to press her face against the grimy glass and bask in the sight of her helpless victim. The slave's eyes were wide with terror, her body shaking uncontrollably as she tried to escape the overwhelming stench. Finally, Sabrina grew tired of the game. With a flick of her wrist, she opened the box and pulled out the trembling figure inside. The slave collapsed at her feet, gasping for air as the fresh air hit her lungs. "You see, my dear," Sabrina said with a sneer, "even your precious face is not immune to my humiliation."The Final Act of Submission Taking the slave by the hair, Sabrina forced her to her knees. She mounted the helpless figure, her thighs engulfing the slave's face as she leaned forward, her ample breasts pressing into the slave's cheeks. With a look of pure evil in her eyes, Sabrina lowered herself onto her servant's face, grinding her hips against the slave's nose and mouth. As she rode her slave, Sabrina's farts exploded from her body, sending waves of noxious gas over the trembling figure below. The slave gagged and choked, her body wracked with sobs as she tried to escape the onslaught of foul air. But there was nowhere for her to go, no escape from the wicked queen's twisted dominance. In this final act of submission, the slave had become nothing more than a living, breathing ashtray for the queen's pleasure. And as Sabrina rode her slave, she couldn't help but feel a sense of satisfaction knowing that she had truly made this once-proud face her own.c4s_rewrite_done=1