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Love In The Trenches

Date: 3/28/2017, Categories: Dark Fantasy, Female Domination, Mind Control, Scatology, Author: nunkie, Rating: 66.7, Source: sexstories.com

how sorry you are.’ I probably wouldn’t have done it, had she not turned around and pulled up her dress. She was wearing black knickers of a transparent fabric that revealed the dark crack of her ass, and a shiny satin crotch pad. I couldn’t walk with my trousers and boxers wrapped around my ankles, so I went down on my knees and shuffled towards her. As I did, she bent forward and stuck her ass out at me. I kissed her right on the crack, a few inches above the crotch pad. ‘I’m sorry I upset you, Susan. I won’t do it again.’ ‘You betcha you won’t. Keep your lips glued to my ass, I’m not through with you. A little lower. Lower. There. Open your mouth and keep your lips latched on to my ass. Here comes penitence.’ I had to strain my neck backwards to keep my lips where she had wanted them, on the lower part of her ass where it curved inwards, right on the crotch pad. For a while nothing happened, but I could feel her body tighten above me. Suddenly a loud fart ripped from her ass right under my nose, bloating the crotch pad into my mouth. The smell was nauseating, but I didn’t dare move. Or didn’t want to. As disgusting as this was, it was an important part of why I had come back to her. Not the farting, which was gross, much less the smell which was awful, nor the act in itself which was denigrating. But the way she did it, and the fact that she could. Her total dominion over me, and how easy it was for her to establish it. ‘Suck it in!’ As I did, a second and longer fart ... sputtered into my mouth and I almost choked on it, although I did my best to remain unperturbed. It took her half a minute to plop out a last small fart, then she straightened up and turned towards me. I was still kneeling before her and she looked down at me. ‘I’m not going to fuck you tonight. You don’t deserve to be fucked. So get that ugly squirming worm out of my sight. Pull up your pants.’ She was looking at my dick. I stood up and sheepishly pulled up my pants. Susan pulled down her knickers, allowing me a quick look at the grey bush I loved so much before she straightened down her dress. As soon as I had buckled up my belt, she motioned me onto the bed with a movement of her head. I lay down where she told me, on my back. She climbed onto the bed beside me and straddled me, lifting her left leg over my body and sitting her ass down on my chest. Her knees were alongside my ears. She looked down at me. I had trouble breathing with her weighing down on my ribcage, but tried hard not to let it show. I looked up at her, a question on my face. ‘Don’t look at me like that. That you don’t get to be fucked doesn’t mean I’m not going to cum tonight. Why waste battery time on my vibrator if I can have your tongue for free?’ For the first time tonight she laughed, and I felt a little better. She grabbed the headboard with one hand and lifted the hem of her dress with other, then shuffled forward until I was inside the tent of her dress and her cunt was right above my face. It was ...