Goddess Rosalyn
by American Wonton

WARNING. THIS STORY CONTAINS FART DOMINATION AND TORTURE. READER DISCRETION IS ADVISED.

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I walked home from school with a sense of dread. It was late at night and there was a chilling sense of danger in the air. I was grateful for every lamppost I came across. Their occasional light ushered in a sense of safety. That was, until I saw a figured shadow cast by one. I quickly turned around and my face smacked into something hard...yet soft. Then, I smelt something foul...I hit the pavement hard.

It was still night when I woke up. My legs were chained to a wall like a prisoner. I tried screaming for help. I listened as my voice echoed across the hallways. Nothing, for 5 seconds. Then: BBBBBBBRAAAAAAAPPPPPPTTTTT!

The sound was loud and abrupt. It matched the volume of my scream. Whatever it was, it sounded fierce...and hungry.

In entered a beauty my eyes had never seen before. She was completely naked with a darker complexion and brown silky hair tied in a bun. She was twice my height, but as slim as a tree log. That was, until she turned around. Bending over to pick up her key, I saw a bottom like no other. Full moon and everything; her cheeks were glorious. It looks as if my whole head and a cantaloupe could fit between them. My animal instincts gravitated me towards the center. Her cheeks separated as she bent down, exposing her anus. It was a petite, brown dot, slowly flexing in and out...like it was preparing for something...it let me know soon enough. BBBBBBRRRAAAAAAMMMMPPP! My nose wrinkled as I got a whiff of her stench.

“Mmmmmmm, excuse me dear,” said the creature in a mocking voice. “ But my booty is very flexible towards positions such as this; a thesis, in which you will become fully versed with.” She turned around, grunted, then let loose one of the most atrocious sounds I have heard in nature. RRRRAAAAAAAARRRRRRRPPPPPPPPPTTTTTTTT! My eardrums ached at the sound of her ass and my nose wasn’t faring well either. The woman entered my chamber and stood over me. “I am Rosalyn. Your Goddess. You will call me as such, for you are now my slave. Is that understood boy?” I sat in silence staring at her figure. “What-what do you mean?...your slave?” She frowned then bent down to my level. “Spread your legs boy.”

My heart jumped with glee as I did what I was told. Maybe this slave thing wouldn’t be so bad! She was pretty massive, but hey, sex is sex! Rosalyn then slapped my balls...hard. I cried out in pain.

In a flash, she rose to her feet and planted her ass on my face.I was already in tears when her buttcheeks suffocated me. I could feel her butt sweat dripping onto my face. PPPPLLLLLLOOOOOOOOORRRRRRRRTTTTTTT! The smell was a combination of cabbage, cheese, and pure hell. I groaned in agony. My pain was met with another slap to the balls. “From now on, the only sound I want to hear is you sniffing from my butt-valve. Is that understooD?” I hesitated. She placed her hand on my balls… “Is that UNDERSTOOD SLAVE?” I nodded my head the best I could inside her ass-walls. She seemed satisfied, taking her hands off my nuts.

“Let’s begin now. Sniff.” I began sniffing her ass. Nothing but her previous smells. A couple grunts...then: BBBBBBBBFFFFFFFRRRRRRRBBBBBBBTTTT! I coughed. “Ahhhh, good work slave. Now where should I begin?” BBBBBRRAAATTT! Her petite fart caught me off guard and I stifled my coughs the best I could. “Well,” Goddess Rosemary continued, “ I am a goddess. My purpose is to keep toilets like you in line. It’s a very hard job but,” she shifted. RRRRRRRRAAAAAPPPPPTTT! “I do think I am pleased with my progress.” She took a moment to laugh...I took a moment to start silently crying. “You should feel glad my little slave. You just happen to my 10th participant. You are going to make a special someone very happy.” PPPPRRRRRRRRRRRRRR….her silent fart made my eyes droop. I wasn’t breathing. Goddess Rosalyn rose off my face and allowed me to breathe.

“As I was saying, you are my 10th fart slave. As a slave, you are instructed to follow orders. You must live by the ass,” Goddess Rosealyn began twerking slowly in front of my face. “You may also, have to DIE fromt the ass.” She laughed and farted in my general direction. “I demand proper slave etiquette,” she continued. “You are to obey every order and follow it with, ‘yes goddess rosealyn’. Understand?” I stared at her mighty cheeks in disbelief. It’s like they were begging me to mess up, to embrace me with their stink. “Yes, Goddess Rosalyn,” I said with disdain.

She then got into a fetal position; her ass was wide open, directed towards my position. “Now, come please your Goddess, toilet.” I watched as her butthole moved in and out like the tide. It wasn’t so pleasing to me now. “ TOILET!” screamed Rosalyn, breaking me from my gaze. “ The more you resist, the worse I can make it for you.” She grunted, and I watched as a turd poked out of her anus. It grew and grew, much to my amazement. When it was done, it was the size of a skateboard. PLOP! It landed on the ground like a pound of play-doh. Goddess Rosealyn chuckled with desire. “Now, come hither toilet.”

I slowly, agonizingly moved my face towards her ass. It smelt like beans and casserole. Something else gave it a stench too. I couldn’t describe it, it was just shit; like Goddess Rosalyn's personal branding. I hoped that merchandises wouldn’t make it to my face.

Finally, my face was planted in her ass. She got right to work. BBBBBBBLLLLLLAAARRRRBBBBBTTTT! The bubbly fart popped against my face. I recoiled as Rosalyn's shit-stained butthole ‘kissed’ my nose. I was beyond nauseous. PPPPPPRRRRRRRRRRRRRTTTTTT! That was a strong one. “I don’t hear you sniffing, boy”. Said Rosalyn. I took one whiff and took my ass out. I couldn’t bear it. Goddess Rosalyn proceeded to sit on my face. I tried pushing her off, but before I knew it, my arms were tired and I was flush with her anus again. “Save you strength, little toilet. My slave’s find this experience much more enjoyable if they just give up all hope.” BBBBLLLLLAAAAARRRRRTTTTT! I gagged and she beamed. “There’s a sort of peace with knowing you will die in the hands of a Goddess.” BRRAAATTT! Her ass proved otherwise.

I heard a door slam upstairs. “Well, well, it looks like your playmate is home. Remember how I said you are going to make someone very happy, my fart boy?” I shuddered at her thought; a loud, bean flavored fart shook me from my stupor. BBBBBLLLLLLAAAAATTT! “Well,” she continued mid-fart, “ you are going to meet your next Goddess quite soon. She and I make quite the couple….and a team.” BLLLLLARRRRRPPPPPPTTT! What could that possibly mean?! I couldn’t take it. My body convulsed with panic. Goddess Rosealyn rose and gave me air. “Please Goddess Rosealyn, how long are you going to keep me here?!” I screamed. She sighed sexily. “The short answer? Never.” I screamed as her ass descended upon me again. I stayed down with her the entire night. Her ass fumes put me sleep; full of fear, full of nausea, and full of Goddess gas.