Ebony Fetish - Face Farting and Ass Licking

Ebony Fetish - Face Farting and Ass Licking

Dressed in a figure-hugging mini-dress, Iris was looking sensational with her voluptuous curves, big, round ass, and towering height at 6'2. Her chocolate skin glistened under the dim light, casting an alluring aura about her. She strutted towards the room where her slave awaited, tapping her foot impatiently as she anticipated what he would be doing next. She opened the door slowly, allowing just enough light to escape the room to heighten the suspense. There he was, kneeling on the cold, hard floor, head bowed low in submission. He looked up at her with fearful eyes, his heart racing at the thought of facing more of her fiery ass gas today. "You woke up gassy, didn't you?" she purred ominously. Her ass was indeed distended, giving way to a few barely audible grumbles every now and then. "Yes, Mistress," he murmured, already knowing what was coming next. "Then you better get ready for a treat," she said, her voice dripping with seduction. "I'm going to fill your mouth with the most delicious farts you'll ever taste." Before he could react, she lifted her skirt up to her waist and spread her cheeks wide apart, offering him a view of her plump, juicy ass. The ripe smell of her fetid farts filled the air, causing him to gag and struggle to keep from retching. "Kiss it," she ordered. There was no room for hesitation or disobedience - he pressed his lips against her cheek, feeling the warmth of her body against his cool lips. He closed his eyes tightly, trying to block out the vile taste and smell of her farts. But then, without warning, a massive cloud of gas enveloped his face, suffocating him with its overwhelming stench. It was followed by a series of wet, splattering sounds as she farted directly into his waiting mouth. He tried to swallow them down as best he could, but they tasted like rotten eggs, and the taste lingered long after each fart had been swallowed. Just when he thought it was over, she let out a long, low rumble. "Oh no," he moaned, knowing what was coming next. Sure enough, another fart erupted from her ass, and this time, he was forced to catch it right in his face like a boomerang. "Mmmm, that's my slave," she purred in satisfaction. "Now get on your knees and lick my asshole clean. Every last trace of my farts must be gone by the time I'm finished with you." He did as he was told, his face flushed with embarrassment and his stomach churning from the foul taste. He ran his tongue around her anus, cleansing it of any remaining traces of her ass gas. And when he thought he was finally done, she gave him one last task: to inhale deeply and savor the smell of his own dirty face, filled with the intoxicating aroma of his Mistress's ass. Satisfied with his service, she lifted him up from the floor and patted him on the head like a beloved pet. "Good boy," she cooed. "Now walk away from me and never look back." With that, she turned around and strutted out of the room, ass swaying from side to side, leaving behind a wake of foul-smelling air and trembling slave in her wake.