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Baby sitter sisters have fun using me as a rug *true story* NF
Face overwhelmed by an unexpected breaking wind to his subordinate.
The expression on his visage was sheer shock when they unexpectedly experienced a powerful gas release. Little did they know that this hushed gas would turn them into a vassal of your nameless power. The wind expulsion held a strange power that captivated her existence.
Their visage twisted in repulsion as the offensive stench of the flatulence filled the air. They groaned in distress as they realized they had become captivated by this disgusting fart. Each fart was a painful reminder of their subordination. Their countenance now bore the mark of a fart slave.
A look of shock washed over their countenance as they became an involuntary subject of a forceful blast of air. The captivation caused by this fart was surprising and perturbing. Their visage showed clear manifestations of their service to the invisible force within the fart. The flatulence turned them into a captive of its foul grasp.
Their countenance showed a mix of revulsion and awe as they succumbed to the dominance of the gas. They tried to hide their shame, but their captivity was etched all over their visage. The fart had transformed them into a servant of the mysterious power, rendering them powerless and compliant. As a wind slave, their countenance exposed the unusual and unwanted link they had formed with this shameful act.
Their astonished countenance reflected the captivating control of the flatulence that ensnared them. They couldn't conceal their puzzlement as the gas exerted its command over them. The gas release transformed them into a compliant servant with a visage that displayed their submission. Their face revealed the unwelcome bondage they had succumbed into, becoming a servant to the flatulence.
Their look altered from disbelief to terror as the gas imposed its mastery over them. They were taken aback by the unexpected captivation caused by the fart. Their face showed both their discomfort and their compelled surrender as they were transformed into a servant to the powerful fart. The fart left an indelible mark on their countenance, forever marking them as a flatulence slave.
Their first countenance of repulsion rapidly turned into utter amazement as they realized they had become a minion to the potent flatulence. A mix of embarrassment and awe danced upon their visage, unveiling the enslavement they now faced. Their countenance exposed the unexpected connection they shared with the fart, transforming them into a captive of its mysterious power. Every gas release served as a constant reminder of their subjugation, imprinted on their face like a indelible stain.
Their countenance transformed from annoyance to astonishment as they came to understand they were now a minion to the powerful fart. A mixture of embarrassment and captivation appeared on their countenance, exposing the unwanted connection they had formed with the wind. Their countenance displayed their helplessness as the gas expulsion had enslaved them beyond their control. Each wind expulsion served as a unpleasant reminder of their subjugation, making an indelible imprint on their countenance.