Amazon Punishment
by American Wonton

WARNING. THIS STORY CONTAINS FART DOMINATION, BUTT DOMINATION, POOP DOMINATION, AND ANAL VORE. READER DISCRETION IS ADVISED.

Rayola had to pause as she reached a new layer of pleasure. She felt a fart coming on and pushed it out slowly, savoring it’s texture against her buttcheeks. FFFFFFFLLLLLLAAAAARRRRPPPTTT! It was quite long and had a stink to match. MMM, cabbage and bean stew, an Amazonian favorite. She took a long drag on the fart air, savoring it’s potency. The slave beneath her didn’t seem to share in her admiration.

“You aren’t obliged to take a break with every fart I break, fart boy. Continue.” Rayola savored commanding slave boys as much she savored farting on them. She currently had one pleasuring her vagina. Rayola was a decently sized Amazon and the poor boy had quite a task ahead of him. He was currently face deep in her vagina, pushing himself deeper and deeper till she told him to stop. Rayola watched him pant. Half of his body was stuck up there. Tinies were quite pathetic in measure of the Amazons. Rayola could close her legs and choke the poor boy out if she wanted to. The way this boy was working, she might do such a thing just to get a thrill.

Suddenly, an Amazon guard entered Rayola’s chambers. “Sorry to interrupt your pleasantries, princess Rayola.” said the guard, “but your mother has requested your presence at her side.” Rayola rose, bringing a frantically shaking slave boy with her. “I will be there shortly. Thank you.” The guard left, turning to blow Rayola a kiss. The princess was known to have sex with her Amazonian peers. She always had the best slaves to bring along to the orgies.

Rayola turned her attention to the boy stuck up her privates. He was trying to pry himself from her grasp, no doubt wanting a gasp of fresh air. Rayola removed him and fulfilled his request. BBBLLLLLLAAARRTT! The fart caught the slave boy off guard and he coughed at her stench. “We will finish up later slave. Now, off to my mothers’ chamber.” Rayola sat on his shoulders and giggled as her undeniably overweight self toppled the boy. It took him a minute, but he regained his strength and carried his mistress to the palace. Rayola gave him much encouragement, with her words as well as her ass.

The two finally reached the palace and the slave boy collapsed with Rayola on top of him. “Good work, boy. You are dismissed.” Rayola rose off him with a departing upset of gas. BBBLLLLLLLRRTTT! The boy scurried off. Her mother entered the room. She had a total of 10 servants carry her. The pain was quite visible upon their faces. Her mother was Sasha, Queen of the Amazonians. Queen was only bestowed upon the mightiest and beefiest of the Amazonians: Queen Sasha’s behind fit that description quite well. The slaves stopped at her throne and entered a resting position. BBBBLLLLLRRRRPPPPTTT! Sasha sighed in relief as her fart echoed across the throne room; the sound of coughing servants followed. One boy fell to the ground in a fit. “I feel a pair of hands has left my cheeks,” spoke Queen Sasha. “If those hands do not return themselves onto my magnificent ass, they will be carrying me alone. INSIDE MY BUTTHOLE.” RRRRRAAAAAAPPPPTTTT! The slave boy found new strength and put his hands where they belonged. Rayola always admired how her mother instilled fear into the hearts of her slaves. She was a true Amazonian.

Rayola took her seat,(of course meant by two slave boys) and spoke, “Why is it that you requested my presence mother?” Rayola slumped, trying to entertain herself by putting extra weight on her left cheek. The slave boy groaned in pain. Rayola added to his torment, excreting a SBD in his face.

“My daughter, I have a surprise for you. I know you were questioning your Amazonian habits the night previously. However, I noticed the young slave boy you silenced under your ass.” Ah yes, Rayola could still remember his screams against her ass. The thought made her horny. She farted fiercely into her servants face. She would have them pleasure her to that thought later. Her mother continued.

“My daughter, I will have you take part in a little capital punishment with me. A young slave has refused service to one of our Amazonian sisters. I figured if he won’t serve the common folk, maybe he would be better suited with royalty.” Sasha slapped her ass for emphasis, laughing as her little chair struggled to keep her steady. “Indeed mother. I would love to help.” Said Rayola.

A guard entered the throne room with the slave tightly wedged between her cheeks. “For your majesties, prisoner 123x.” The guard spread her cheeks and shot the young boy out with a monstrous toot. He hit the ground with a thud...right in front of Queen Sasha. “Stand boy!” commanded Queen Sasha. The weakened youngster rose to his feet. Rayola eyed him up and down. He was around average height, but that didn’t mean much. He looked like a lightweight to her. He might survive awhile with her, but against her mother, he was as squishable as a grape underneath her ass.

“State your crime!” Sasha bellowed. The boys voice quavered and his knees shook. “I- um-I disobeyed an Amazon...your highness.” The Queen smirked down on him. Rayola could only imagine the torture she was envisioning for such a feeble creature. “Tilt me.” She commanded. The slave boys pointed her ass at the slave, with great difficulty. BBBLLLLAAAAAAPPPTTT! The monstrous fart knocked the boy on his feet. “Ahhh. Now tell me boy, who just farted at you?” Rayola smiled at the boys pathetic stature. If one fart knocked him down, he wouldn't last long with her mother. “Umm, you did, Queen Sasha.” RRRAAAPPPPTTT! Another fart blasted in his face. “Correct. To be precise, an AMAZONIAN farted in your face. Now, be it royalty or a simple farm girl, when an Amazon requests you for her ass, you will obey. You are to accompany her farts till your dying breath...is that understood?” Rayola watched the boy look at her mothers asshole. Her brown hole was feet away, but Rayola figured he could still feel the stink waves coming from her glorious brown pooper.

Suddenly, something amazing happened. “NO! I will be your slaves no longer!” he shouted. The throne room was silent. Rayola didn’t want to admit it, she was impressed by his courage...it made her want to dominate him even more. “Toilet! I want a toilet!” Sasha shouted. More servants brought in a pan and laid it under her ass. She smiled down at the boy. “We will now do this the hard way. Rayola?” Rayola rose from her throne and placed the man underneath her mothers ass. “Slaves! You are relieved of seat duty!” said Sasha. The slaves ran out from underneath her..leaving her mighty ass to rest on the lone shoulders of the slave boy. Her mothers ass was crushing the slave. He barely managed to lift her ass off the ground.

“Here’s the deal slave. I’m going to shit. And if my ass touches my own excrement, you will be my personal toilet slave till death.” Sasha farted long and deep, cementing the challenge that lay ahead for the boy. “In fact, I feel something poking out now...get ready.” Rayola watched as the monstrous poop slithered out her mothers ass. The boy gagged, struggling to manage the smell and his mother's weight at the same time. Rayola was quite impressed he had made it this far.

SQUELP! Queen Sasha pinched off the mighty turd. “MMMM, we aren’t finished yet, little toilet.” She stated. BBBLLLLRRRAATTT! BBLBLBLBLTTT! BBBRRAAAAUUUPPP! Rayola could smell her mothers farts from where she was standing! “The will of this boy is incredible!” she said to herself. “To take my mothers farts point blank and not collapse! The gods are with this one!” PPPLLLLTTTSSSSHHHH! A wet fart unleashed a flurry of diarrhea from her mother's asshole. The slave boy was losing ground as Queen Sasha’s feces rose to his stomach. It wouldn't be long until her ass made contact with her droppings.

“Mother, I believe that is enough!” shouted Rayola. Queen Sasha gave her daughter a puzzled look. She rose off the slave boy, but not before giving him a congratulatory toot. BBBRRRRAAAPPPPPPPPTTT! The boy collapsed under her smell and into her poop. He looked defeated as he felt defeated. “What is this display of compassion daugher?” Asked Queen Sasha. “Not compassion mother...um, I feel left out. Did you not say I could help?” Her mother smiled. “Of course dear, my apologies. I’ll tell you what; I’ll have this little fart catcher clean up this mess, then I’ll send him to your room. Do with him as you wish, my daughter.” “Thank you mother.” replied Rayola. She cupped a fart in her hand and blew it towards her mother. Her mother caught it and took a sniff. Rayola walked back to her room, catching a glance at the slave boy. Her mother stuffed him inside her cheeks. He would surely be made to lick her mothers ass clean. “Oh and mother, go easy on him. I want to be the highlight of his punishment.” said Rayola. “Of course daughter. I suppose I could just use him as a brush. Alot quicker I suppose, eh fart boy?” Rayola winced as her mother sat on the poor boy. BBBLLLLAAARRRTTTTTTTT! Rayola hoped her mother would keep her promise. Her farts were deadly enough; combine that with a shit-caked ass and she would be hopeful to find the boy alive later.

Sure enough, Queen Sasha kept her promise. The boy was delivered to Rayola’s room. She was quick to greet him. “In my ass. Now.” The slave boy obeyed in quite the daze. It seems Queen Sasha had given him quite the run. “Don’t worry my little poop wiper. I assure you that your time with me will be a lot more pleasurable.” PPPOOOOOOTT! “...for me.” Rayola rubbed herself to the boys struggle. This one was going to be fun.