Miss Poison Candi - Lick My Farting Hole
A Morning Full of Farts: The Scent of Submission
Candi woke up to the sound of someone knocking on her door, disrupting her peaceful slumber. She groaned, rubbing her eyes, and threw the covers off her body. As she stood up, her bare feet squishing against the plush carpet, she realized the intruder was already inside. A fart sniffing slave, on his hands and knees, had snuck into her room while she slept.
With a smirk, Candi walked over to him and leaned down, her sweaty pits wafting an intoxicating aroma towards his nose. "Well, well," she purred, "it seems my little fart sniffing slave has arrived early." She chuckled, stepping back to admire his submissive position. "Your punishment for waking me up," she said, her voice dripping with authority, "is to receive my gassy morning ritual."
Candi reached down and grabbed the hem of her nightgown, lifting it up to expose her black lace thong. The slave's eyes widened in anticipation as he caught a whiff of the farts trapped inside. "Go on," she commanded, pointing to the floor next to her bed. "Get in position."
Obeying her every word, the slave lowered himself down, his nose just inches from the floor. Candi stepped over him, her stomach grumbling with each fart she released. She was full of gas after a night of resting, and she couldn't wait for him to experience the full force of her morning breath and farts.
As she sat down on the edge of her bed, her cute asshole barely visible beneath her cheeks, she let out a long, slow fart that filled the room with its pungent aroma. The slave couldn't help but sniff up every last juicy fart, his nose twitching as he tried to catch every scent.
Finally, Candi stood up, her nightgown falling back down to reveal her plump ass. "Time to clean my hole," she said, strutting towards him. The slave trembled with anticipation as he realized what was about to happen. With a mischievous grin, Candi lowered herself onto his face, her sweaty, stinky asshole pressing against his mouth.
She moaned, her hands running through his hair as he began licking her tight, clean asshole. Candi closed her eyes, savoring the mix of submission and pleasure that washed over her. She leaned back, feeling the cool air against her skin, and let out another long, slow fart. This time, she didn't hold back, and the slave eagerly sniffed up every last bit of gas.
As the farting and licking continued, a tingle of excitement spread through Candi's body. She knew she was in control, and that the slave was there solely to serve her needs. She gyrated her hips, her asshole clenching and releasing against his tongue, her farts growing stronger and more potent.
Finally, after what felt like an eternity, Candi pulled away, leaving the slave gasping for air. "That," she said, smiling, "was a delicious sniff and taste of my farts. Now get out of here before I change my mind and make you eat them."
The slave scrambled to his feet, bowing his head in submission before backing away from her presence. As he left, Candi couldn't help but chuckle to herself. The power she held over him was intoxicating, and she couldn't wait to do it again.
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