Nadja Azagthoth was a stunning woman, with her full breasts and wide hips making men drool just by looking at her. She loved the power she held over them, and would often use it to her advantage. Today, she decided to have some fun at the expense of one of her slaves, Mike.
Dressed in a pair of tight jeans shorts that accentuated her curvy figure, Nadja sat down on a chair in front of Mike, her phone already in hand to record his reaction. As she positioned herself, her pussy rubbed against the fabric of her shorts, making them cling to her body and causing her to perspire slightly.
Mike's eyes widened as he realized what was about to happen. He knew that Nadja loved teasing him, but this was something else entirely. With a shaky breath, he looked up at her, praying that he didn't disappoint her.
As soon as Nadja was settled, she began grinding her hips against the shorts, relishing in the feel of her pussy against the cool surface. Her other hand grabbed onto Mike's head, forcing him closer to her exposed flesh. His face flushed bright red as he felt the heat emanating from her body and smelled the intoxicating scent of her arousal.
With each thrust of her hips, Nadja let out a soft moan, making Mike's cock twitch inside his pants. He couldn't believe how turned on he was by her actions, yet he also felt a twinge of fear of mispleasing her. Despite the discomfort of her weight on his chest and the stinging sensation of her body hair against his face, he couldn't bring himself to move.
"Do you like smelling my hot, stinky cunt, slave?" she whispered into his ear, the vibrations from her low voice making him shudder with anticipation.
Before he could respond, Nadja leaned forward and raised her hand to her mouth, giving a loud ripe fart directly into his face. Mike gagged on the noxious odor, but couldn't bring himself to move away as he watched in awe as the fabric of her shorts rose and fell with each powerful expulsion.
"Oh, what's wrong, slave?" Nadja laughed, her eyes glinting with amusement as she continued to use his face as her personal ashtray. "Don't you enjoy the smell of your mistress's farts?"
As she spoke, she leaned forward once more and let out another loud fart, this time covering his face completely before pulling back with a satisfied smirk. Mike whimpered, his body trembling from the onslaught of stench and arousal, but he couldn't deny that he was enjoying every single moment of it.
Hours passed, and Nadja Azagthoth continued to dominate Mike with her farts and body heat. She filmed everything on her phone, capturing every reaction and expression of pleasure on Mike's face. By the end of it, both were exhausted, but Nadja was satisfied with the satisfaction she had inflicted upon her slave.
As she finally stood up, Nadja reached down and gave Mike's cheek a gentle pat before walking away, leaving him to wonder when he would be privileged enough to experience her wrath once more.
