Loooooong and smelly farts from my new 18-year-old slave - BY ISABELITA AND NEW SLAVE LIVIA BRIZA - CLIP FULL
The powerful mistress Isabelita strolled into her luxurious chambers, her gaze sweeping over the terrified figure tied up on the floor. The 18-year-old Livia Briza trembled beneath her gaze, her eyes wide with fear as she awaited her fate. Isabelita's anger was palpable - Livia had dared to serve her a meal that caused nothing short of a gastronomical disaster.
Isabelita's stomach rumbled ominously, and she turned to face her newest acquisition. The youthful Livia couldn't help but flinch at the sight of the towering goddess before her. Isabelita's immense size was both awe-inspiring and intimidating, her every movement causing the air to ripple with power. With a flick of her wrist, Isabelita unleashed a gust of putrid wind, sending Livia reeling back in horror.
The mistress chuckled darkly, relishing in the slave's terror. "You think that was bad?" she growled, her voice echoing off the walls. "Just wait until you feel the wrath of my farts." With that, Isabelita lowered herself onto a golden throne, her massive behind hovering ominously above Livia's face.
The slave could only whimper in anticipation as Isabelita leaned forward, her fart already beginning to fill the room. With a cruel smile, she placed a hand on Livia's head, pinning her in place. Then, with a force that shook the chamber, Isabelita unleashed a monstrous fart directly into Livia's face.
The stench was overwhelming, causing Livia to gag and retch. But it was nothing compared to the feeling of utter helplessness as Isabelita's fart engulfed her entire being. The mistress laughed heartily, watching with delight as Livia struggled to breathe through the noxious cloud.
As quickly as it had begun, the attack subsided, leaving Livia gasping for air. Isabelita leaned back on her throne, surveying her handiwork with satisfaction. "You see, Livia," she purred, "your punishment will not be quick or painless. It will be long, and it will be smelly. Very smelly."
With that, Isabelita rose from her throne, her giant form looming over Livia like a dark shadow. The slave trembled in fear, knowing that this was only the beginning of her torment. As Isabelita prepared to unleash another wave of putrid gas, Livia could only hope that she would survive the onslaught.
