PART 1
Daniel leaned back in his chair and rubbed his eyes,
giving them a well-earned break. He’d been staring at his screen so long
they felt like they were going square; it felt like he’d been slaving
away for hours. Surely the day was nearly over?.. He glanced down at the
digital clock on his screen.
Friday, 1:03 pm. Still 4 more hours to go until he was
free for the weekend. Sighing, he sat back forward and opened up yet
another spreadsheet, carrying on like the diligent little worker drone
he was.
“Hey Daniel, how’s it going?” One of his co-workers suddenly appeared behind him, greeting him with a hearty slap on the back.
“Oh, h-hey, Greg.” He replied, startled. “Yeah, not bad, you?”
“Not bad, not bad! Actually, I was wondering if you
could do me a little favour. I’ve been swamped this past week, and
haven’t had a chance to do my TPS reports. Would you be a pal and handle
them for me?”
Daniel silently groaned. Those reports were a nightmare
– they usually took a full day to complete, and he had his own work to
do today besides! Not to mention they were supposed to have been
finished days ago, and Daniel knew Greg had been goofing off instead. He
had a hundred valid reasons to politely decline his colleague, but
instead…
“Uh, yeah, sure. No worries. I’ll get that done as soon as I can.”
Daniel had a problem – he was practically incapable of
saying “No”! Even if he didn’t particularly like a person, it was like
his brain was hard-wired to try and make them happy. No matter how much
it inconvenienced him, no matter how much he already had on his plate,
he just couldn’t seem to bring himself to turn anyone down!
“Great, thanks bud!” Greg slapped his back again. “Oh, and by the way, Lexi wants to see you in her office.”
“…Oh, s-she does? Ok, uh… thanks.”
“No worries! Better bring your gas mask, am I right?”
Greg laughed as he walked away, leaving Daniel to sigh dejectedly. His
boss wanted to see him; that was bad news. Not because he thought he was
in trouble – he was shy, polite to a fault and even a bit of a
pushover. He was good at his job, and would never intentionally cause
problems for others. No, there was another reason he didn’t want to go
see her, a reason that he was far too polite to ever mention to her
face.
He got up and walked over to her office. Reaching her
door, he took a final deep breath – both to steel himself, and to enjoy
one last taste of fresh air before going in – then he knocked twice, and
waited to be summoned inside.
“Come in!”
Pushing open the door, he felt his nose instantly
wrinkle in disgust. This room had been subjected to a lot of stink, over
a very long time. Long enough that a rich, earthy odour seemed to have
saturated into the very walls, and even the air felt thicker and warmer,
as though he had entered a foul-smelling sauna. And there at the
epicentre of this stinky storm, she sat; completely unbothered by the
horrendous smell (or by anyone else’s opinion of it), his extremely
gassy manager Lexi.
“Dan the man! Just the guy I wanted to see.” Lexi was a
beautiful buxom redhead, with a slightly plump figure that gave her
appealing curves. Her tight business suit looked like it was struggling
to contain her massive chest, and her skirt was experiencing similar
difficulties. She really was gorgeous, and probably would’ve been the
subject of many of the office men’s affections – where it not for her
rather unladylike habit of…
Bbbfffrrrt
…farting. Lexi leaned over in her leather chair and
pushed out a short, noisy blast without so much as blinking, then
glanced up at him and smiled innocently.
“My bad. Tacos for lunch, does it to me every time. But
I never learn!” She laughed. Daniel smiled weakly as the beany, meaty
stink wafted toward him, somehow managing not to gag or cough.
“Right then, come in, close the door, grab a seat.” She
gestured toward him. He complied quickly, although it pained him to
seal off his exit, knowing he was trapping himself in with the stench.
He sat down and glanced wistfully at the closed window behind her,
wondering if it would be rude to ask to open it.
“So Daniel, good work this week, as usual,” she said
while flicking through some paperwork. He muttered a quiet “thank you”
as she paused to take another bite of taco, then continued with her
mouth full. “Got any plans tonight?”
He did, in fact. He was looking forward to some
hard-earned downtime after a long, stressful week of non-stop work.
“Well, I... ”
“No? Great!” She swallowed, and belched quietly. “I
need someone to stay late and help me fill out some forms for corporate.
What do you say, are you my guy?”
“Ah… Well…” Daniel looked down at his feet. It was so
frustrating; he didn’t want to, and he shouldn’t have to, if he was only
brave enough to risk upsetting her! But once again, he was falling
victim to the quirk of his personality that made it seemingly impossible
for him to disappoint anyone. “Maybe, I guess… I suppose I could – ”
“Great! That’s terrific, I knew I could count on you.
Well then, I’ll let you get back to work, and I’ll see you back in here
later.” She turned back to her computer screen, effectively dismissing
him. But just before he got up to leave, he heard a low gurgle that made
him pause.
Gggbrrlbbffffffrrrrrrrrrrrrrppppppppppppp
Lifting her leg, Lexi unleashed a monster fart which
bubbled, then exploded against the leather seat. It rippled noisily and
filled the already unpleasant air with the scent of expired beef and
cheese; Daniel was frozen in shock and sat still, tasting the rotten
odour and focusing all his efforts on not gagging.
“Ha ha, wow! That was a nasty one, even by my
standards,” Lexi laughed, fanning her nose. “Yikes, I think I can
actually smell my breakfast burrito. Pretty bad, huh?”
“…Aha… well, no, it’s not so bad…” He eventually
managed to gasp. Naturally, he was lying. Lexi was infamously nonchalant
about her farts; if even she was commenting on their aroma, it had to
be truly horrific! This was one of the worst smells he’d experienced in
his life, but he could never be so rude as to say that to her face!
She rolled her eyes, clearly not fooled. “Come on,
Daniel, you don’t have to lie. Just admit it, that could’ve made a skunk
blush!”
“No no, really, I… I can’t even really smell anything!”
She raised an eyebrow at him, and her lips curled up
into a small smirk. “Yeah? Come here a sec.” She leaned over her desk
and grabbed his tie, then slowly began pulling him toward her until
their faces were mere inches apart. He looked up at her nervously, while
she confidently returned his gaze and subtly shifted her weight.
Bbbbbbbbbbbbrrrrrrrrattt!
She continued to hold him as she ripped a wet-sounding
blast into her long-suffering chair. The gas quickly wafted up around
both of them, punishing Daniel’s nose; he had never smelled one of her
farts in such close proximity before. It was a whole new level of stink.
“You’re telling me,” Lexi said softly, as her fumes floated around them. “You don’t smell a thing, huh?”
“Ugghhh… no… nope.” He choked feebly. He even took a
big sniff to prove his point, and felt his stomach lurch in response to
the beefy odour. For a moment neither of them moved, him gazing up at
her – blinking rapidly as his eyes watered – while she stared carefully
back at him, studying him like a cat stalking its prey. Then suddenly,
her face broke into a pleasant smile.
“Haha, ok! Whatever you say, Dan.” She let him go so
fast he almost fell backward, and turned her focus back to her computer.
“Alright, I’m pretty busy and I’m sure you are too. So if there’s
nothing else, let’s get back to work, huh? And I’ll see you at 5!”
Daniel was speechless for a moment, surprised by her
sudden return to professionalism. “O – OK, sure, see you at 5.” He
stammered, before quickly excusing himself and shutting the door.
“Ugghhh, what the hell is wrong with me?!” He cursed
himself for being so awkward. “Why didn’t I just agree with her from the
start? She stank! And she obviously didn’t care if I said so!” He
berated himself repeatedly as he returned to his cubicle, hating himself
for his clumsiness. If he had listened closely as he walked away, he
might’ve heard the sound of suppressed laughter coming from the office
behind him.
*
A few hours later, Daniel watched sadly as the last of
his co-workers packed up and left, leaving just him in the workplace.
Well, him and one other person, although she was currently awaiting him
in her virtual torture chamber of an office.
“This is my last chance… I could just leave, pretend I
forgot?” He thought to himself briefly, before sighing and getting to
his feet. This whole situation was his own fault for not having the guts
to politely decline his boss. Beating himself up wasn’t going to help;
all he could do now was try to get this work done as quickly as
possible. He returned to Lexi’s door and knocked politely, beginning his
overtime and sealing his fate.
“Ah, there’s my favourite little helper! Ready to get started?”
Daniel pushed open the door – and was almost knocked
off his feet! A wave of eggy stink crashed against him, so dense it felt
like walking into a wall. Somehow the usual stench of her room had
grown far worse, it’s normal stale odour replaced by something far
fresher and fouler. Just standing in it for a second was enough to make
his head spin!
Lexi glanced up at him and smirked, amused by his
obvious disgust. “Oh yeah, it might be a little smellier in here than
usual. Normally I’d try and hold in my gas, but since you said you
couldn’t smell anything earlier, I’ve just been letting rip!”
Brrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrt
She demonstrated with a bassy toot that wafted quickly
over toward him, filling his nostrils with the scent of digesting meat.
This was the reason her room smelled so much worse; she’d spent the last
few hours practically hot-boxing it!
“Ahhh. Gotta say, it feels good to just let ‘em loose like this! And you’re sure you don’t mind, right?”
“Ah… yeah, it’s… no problem…” Daniel replied, coughing under his breath and hating himself more than ever.
“Great!” She beamed, trying to make her smile look
friendly rather than sadistic. Ordinarily, Lexi used her extreme
gassiness to put the guys in the office off; she knew how hot she was,
and didn’t want them slobbering all over her. But faced with Daniel’s
extraordinarily stubborn politeness, she’d set herself a personal
challenge. “Let’s see how long it takes for you to admit my gas stinks…
or better yet, to beg for some fresh air,” she thought to herself
evilly.
“Alright then! Shut that door and let’s crack on, huh?”
He obeyed sadly, sitting down and looking up again at
the window – which was now fogged up slightly by the sheer volume of gas
contained in the room. “So wait… everything up until this afternoon,
all of her incessant, shameless farting – that’s been her holding
back?!” He wondered. “What have I done? I’ve created a monster!”
For a while Daniel and his boss worked quietly in her
stink, wordlessly filling out forms. Although neither of them said much,
there was plenty of noise: every now and then Lexi would lean to one
side and noisily rip ass, or instead she would sit still and there would
be a muffled thud of air hitting her seat, and a moment later Daniel
would be assaulted by the smell of her bowels. Occasionally she would
unleash punishing silent-but-deadlys, and there would be no warning at
all before an ungodly stench snuck up his nose and sent him into a
coughing fit. And at no point did Lexi acknowledge the horrors she was
producing, except to sigh contentedly as she relieved herself.
Prrrrrrrrrrrrrrapppppppptttt
“Ooh, a hot one.” Lexi wrinkled her nose at her most
recent blast, a little too pungent even for her. She glanced up and saw
Daniel silently gagging on it; she tried not to laugh as she watched him
do his best not to retch at the stench, wondering just how far he would
go not to offend her. “Alright, I think I can finish the rest of these
forms myself,” she decided. “Let’s make this overtime a little more
interesting.”
A sudden clattering sound startled Daniel, causing him
to look up. He saw some stationary rolling across the desk, and his boss
smiling at him.
“Oops,” She said playfully. “I think I dropped a pen!
It’s under my desk somewhere, would you be a gentleman and go get it for
me?”
“Uh, yeah, no problem!” Daniel replied, quickly getting
to his knees. He crawled beneath her desk and saw the pen, which had
somehow rolled right beneath her chair – right between her stocking-clad
legs, which were spread apart slightly. In fact, if he looked just
right, they were spread enough to give him a slight glimpse up her –
His face turned red and he stared at the floor. “That
is not what I’m supposed to be looking for,” he reminded himself,
deciding to concentrate on the task at hand. Besides, he wanted to get
back up as soon as possible; the smell down here was way more intense,
since it was basically ground zero for her farts. He held his breath and
crawled slowly toward her, reaching out inch by inch until…
“Wuh?” Said Daniel, as Lexi’s legs suddenly locked
tight around his neck. He tried to pull backward, but her hold was too
strong. Instead she pulled him in closer, her warm thighs closing firm
around either side of his head.
“Uh… what are you doing? Lexi?”
“Hm? Sorry Daniel, just a second.”
Frrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrraaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaarrrrrrt
Still holding him in her scissorlock, she ripped a hot,
dry fart point-blank in Daniel’s face. The wind raced up his nostrils
before he could even think about avoiding it; he had to resist the urge
to vomit as he inhaled the rancid cheesy blast, so thick he could taste
it on his tongue.
“Ahhh. Actually Dan, while I have you down there, could
you go ahead and sniff that up for me? I don’t know if you’ve noticed
but my farts have been a little stinkier than usual, and I’d rather not
smell them.”
“Oh, come on! This has gotta be too far!” Daniel
despaired. The whole situation was just so ridiculous! As if her farts
weren’t bad enough already, now she expected him to sniff them up
straight from the source? No way! This had to be his breaking point!
And yet…
Scarcely able to believe it himself, he closed his eyes
and took a long, deep sniff, sending his entire body into shudders as
he absorbed the full brunt of Lexi’s rotten gas. As bad as it stank, and
as embarrassed as he was, even this painful, demeaning task was
apparently easier than standing up for himself and telling his boss
“No”.
Above, Lexi smiled and shook her head in amazement.
“Wow. There really is no limit to what you’ll agree to, huh?” She
chuckled to herself. She almost felt a little bad for him – but then it
wasn’t like she was forcing him to do anything. He was agreeing to it!
She draped her skirt over his head, creating a mini
Dutch oven for him, and slid down in her seat until her panties pressed
up against his face. “Mmm. You know, I can finish the rest of these on
my own. Why don’t you stay down there and sniff up all my farts until
I’m done – which should be in, say… an hour or so. Sound good?”
Daniel managed a low moan in response, but made no
effort to escape. It felt like he’d crossed a point of no return – like
he’d had multiple chances to avoid all of this, and missed them. Once
you’re on your knees, having willingly sucked up your bosses’ fart, how
do you come back from that?
So instead he remained still, took another deep sniff, and raised his hand to give Lexi a shaky thumbs-up of acceptance.
“Excellent! Ahhh, Dan. What would I do without you, huh?”
Ffffffffffffffrrrrrraaaaaaaaaart
Unfortunately for Daniel, Lexi stayed true to her word.
For the next hour she sat at her desk filling out forms, and he sat
below her with his head up her skirt. She showed him no mercy and
blasted him relentlessly with fart after stinky fart; they built up
quickly in the enclosed space, the gas growing denser and richer, and
the temperature soon began to rise as well. Before long sweat was
dripping down Lexi’s thighs and onto Daniel’s face, and he struggled to
avoid the salty beads rolling into his mouth and nose – often
unsuccessfully.
But amazingly, throughout the entire ordeal, he managed
to stop himself from squirming, fighting or screaming in disgust. He
took all of her most potent stink with barely a whimper; even in this
bizarre situation, he refused to act impolitely or unprofessionally! He
just did his job the best he could, even if it repulsed him. Even Lexi
had to be impressed by his determination.
Ssssssssssppppppprrrrrrrrrrrrrrttttttt
She sighed as she squeezed out yet another greasy
blast, and felt Daniel’s hot breath against her as he dutifully sucked
it up. “Uh oh. That one was a panty burner for sure,” she thought,
grinning. “If that doesn’t break him, nothing will.” She put down her
pen and waited for his reaction: Daniel coughed, gagged, moaned and
groaned, and his fingers twitched as the smell of pure rotten waste
filled his body. But he made no word of complaint, and no effort to pull
his head away. He just sniffed it all up and obediently awaited
another.
“Unbelievable.” She sat back and sighed, disappointed
with herself; it felt like she had lost the battle. “Well, I guess it’s
time to let him go for today. I mean, I finished the reports 10 minutes
ago.”
“Ok, time to go home!” At long last, Lexi rose from her
chair and ended Daniel’s long torment. He fell backward with a gasp,
and took a few moments to enjoy his freedom from her leg-lock before
awkwardly climbing out from under the desk.
“Great work today, Dan. Especially with the fart sniffing – I couldn’t smell a thing!”
“Oh, that’s… good. Thanks.” He mumbled.
“Of course! In fact, you did such a great job, I think you’ve earned a promotion! How would you like to sniff my ass full-time?”
“I – wait, what?”
“That’s right! From now on you’ll be working directly
under me, working as my personal ass-istant from 9-5. I think we’ll
start you off with simple fart absorbing like you were doing just now,
then introduce you to more duties as you go. How does that sound?”
“It sounds – I mean, it sounds…” Daniel took a deep
breath. If there was ever a time to grow a backbone, it was now. This
new job sounded like a living nightmare! If he didn’t say no now, he’d
be stuck inhaling farts for the rest of his career!
“It sounds… good. Great. I’d love to. Thank you for the
opportunity.” He just couldn’t say it. He hated himself for it, but he
just physically couldn’t turn down his boss – not when she was offering
him a promotion, of all things! How could he possibly be that rude?
“Fantastic!” Lexi exclaimed. Her voice sounded strange,
like she was holding back laughter. “Then I’ll work out all the details
over the weekend, and I’ll see you back here first thing Monday! My
morning coffee always gets my gut churning, so you won’t be getting an
easy first day,” she said with a wink.
“Haha, OK… sounds good, Lexi, uh… have a good weekend!”
Daniel left backed out of the office as quickly as he could without,
before he agreed to more disgusting deals. Once the door was shut behind
him, the full weight of his decision settled in, and almost brought him
back to his knees.
“I don’t believe it. I’ve actually agreed to be my
bosses’ fart sniffer. My job is to sniff farts,” he realised, horrified.
His people-pleasing personality had caused him trouble in life before,
but this was a new low! What could he even do? “I’ll just have to come
in Monday, and tell firmly that I don’t want this job. O-Or, that I’d
like some time to reconsider. …Maybe I can just negotiate how much time I
have to spend sniffing her ass?..” He felt himself grow less confident
with each hypothetical, and his heart sank as he turned to leave the
office. He had a nasty feeling that, if he let it, his future was only
going to get smellier.
Lexi, meanwhile, was feeling a lot more enthusiastic
about the future. She may not have gotten Daniel to break today, but now
that he’d actually accepted her insane job offer, she’d have plenty of
opportunities to try again!
“My own personal ass worshipper,” she smiled to herself
dreamily, already planning his first day on the job. Then she started
to laugh, thinking again about his bizarre behaviour. “It’s crazy. He
seriously just says “yes” to anything anyone asks of him!”
“What was it the guys in accounting were calling him?
The “Office Ass Kisser?”” Her evil smile returned. “On Monday, I think
we’ll see about making that name more literal.”
PART 2
Lexi stifled a yawn as the computer screen in front of
her flickered into life. She glanced down at the digital clock in the
corner – Monday, 8:29 am. Ordinarily this was the most depressing part
of the week, being so far from the weekend, but today she had a special
reason to be excited. Today was the first day she’d be working with her
new assistant… or, as she liked to call him, her assistant.
She took a small sip of her morning coffee and, as if
in response, felt her stomach gurgle angrily. Leaning to one side she
strained, preparing to rip ass just as she usually would, but suddenly
stopped herself and sat back down. “No point wasting good gas, when I
could be saving it for my little helper’s nose,” she reminded herself
cheerfully. “Ah, and speak of the devil!”
She watched her favourite employee, Daniel, through the
glass as he walked up to her door and hesitantly knocked. “Come in!”
She called out to him.
“Good morning, Lexi,” he greeted her as he entered,
shutting the door behind him. He stared at the floor, awkwardly avoiding
eye contact.
“Morning, Dan!” She replied. “You don’t need to knock,
by the way. This is basically your office now, too, since you’ll be
working with me at all times!”
“Oh r-right, um… ok. Great.” He was so obviously
unenthusiastic, she couldn’t help but chuckle; he clearly hated the
smell of her farts, but was still stubbornly refusing to admit it! He’d
even willingly agreed to a new job sniffing them up! The whole situation
was ridiculous. “And you know it too, don’t you, Dan? Let’s see if I
can’t get you to break today,” she thought to herself, deviously.
“Um… I picked up your breakfast order. By the way.” He
held up a takeout bag – her sausage, egg and cheese biscuit, so greasy
that even the bag looked like it was soaked through.
“Oooh, yum! Thanks, you’re a lifesaver.” He handed it
to her with some reluctance. Everyone in the office knew to avoid Lexi
for a few hours after she ate fast food. Well, avoid her more than
usual.
“Ok then! I thought I’d start by walking you through
some of the details of your new promotion, but first things first...”
She spread her legs and pointed up her skirt, winking. “I need your head
down here.”
Dan swallowed as he stared at the stinky abyss beneath
her desk. After his experience there last Friday, he had no desire to
ever return. “A-actually Lexi, I’ve been thinking…”
“Yes yes, we’ll talk all about the job in a minute. My stomach is cramping, so if you don’t mind?”
Dan paused… but only for a moment. Then he quietly got
to his knees and began crawling under his bosses’ desk. He’d spent the
entire weekend psyching himself up to turn down this job, preparing to
explain everything to Lexi as soon as he saw her so that he never had to
sniff her farts again, but the second he met resistance – he’d
crumbled. Confrontation just wasn’t in his nature. And now here he was
again, back between Lexi’s legs ready to receive her gas, all because he
couldn’t say “no”.
Lexi smiled as she felt Dan push himself up against
her, his nose pressing flush against her panties, and she closed her
thighs around his ears. “Ugh, just in time.”
Pppppppppfrrrrrrrrrrrrooooootttttttttttttttttttttt
The fart was bitter and hot, and extremely forceful;
like someone was blowing a foul-smelling hairdryer in his face. He tried
to sniff it all up like she wanted, but a single taste made him gag and
retch, and some of it wafted up towards its maker.
“Oh man, what a relief… I’ve been holding that in all
morning,” Lexi sighed. She sniffed the air and winced. “Yikes, I guess
holding my farts in makes them smell a bit more. That’s pretty brutal!
Well, good thing you don’t mind it, right?”
Of course he did mind. But that was how this whole mess
had started, with his innocent, polite little lie. “Why did I have to
tell her her farts don’t smell?” He despaired. “What the hell was I
thinking?!?”
“Now then, your new job,” Lexi began, picking up her
breakfast muffin. She took a bite and continued with her mouth full.
“I’ve written up a contract for you to sign. It’s all very complicated
legal mumbo-jumbo which I won’t bore you with, but basically it’ll make
you my personal assistant; and as such, you’ll be doing anything and
everything I might ask of you in order to make my job easier. Which, as
we’ve discussed, will mostly involve sniffing my farts.” She filled his
mouth with one, as if to demonstrate. “Oh, and it comes with a 20% pay
rise. So, what do you say? Sound good?”
She lifted herself off him slightly, giving him a
chance to speak. He inhaled gratefully, and thought hard about what to
say next. “Ok, time to stand up for myself,” he decided. “It’s simple. I
just have to tell her I’ve changed my mind! I can do this!” He took a
shaky breath, gathered up all his courage, and prepared to tell her the
truth.
“W-well, Lexi… Thank you very much for the opportunity, but the thing is –”
Bbbbbbbbrrfffffff
A sudden, perfectly timed fart to the face caught him off guard, sending him into a coughing fit and interrupting his speech.
“Hm? Sorry Dan, didn’t quite catch that!” Lexi called down, supressing a giggle. He shook his head woozily, then tried again.
“The thing is, I –”
Sssppppppttttttttttt
“I’ve been trying to tell you that –”
Ffrappppppp
“Your farts are actually kind of –”
Frrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrroooooooooooooorrrrrrrrrrppppppppttt
“Sorry Dan, you’re going to need to speak up!” Lexi called again, her shoulders shaking with supressed laughter.
Dan’s cheeks were bright red. With each fart he felt
even more pathetic, and lost even more confidence in himself. He knew
this was his last chance, but as he looked up to meet his boss’s gaze,
his eyes watering and his mouth filled with the taste of rotten egg, he
knew he couldn’t do it.
“…thanks, Lexi. The job sounds great, and I’d be happy
to accept.” He hung his head shamefully, glumly resigned to his fate. In
the end, he just couldn’t bring himself to say “No”, even when it
would’ve saved him from the job from hell. He simply wasn’t strong
enough.
“Fantastic!” Lexi grinned. “Then I’ll just need you to
sign this contract before the end of the day. There’s no immediate rush
though, so for now, why don’t we both get to work?”
She pushed her chair back away from him and stood, then
pat the leather seat her ass had just been occupying. “Go ahead and put
your head right here for me. Face up.”
Dan’s face blanched. “Y-you’re going to sit on me? But I thought…”
“Well unfortunately, I caught a whiff of some of my
farts earlier. I’m not suggesting you’re doing a bad job, but I’m sure
you’ll have a much easier time sniffing them if I’m physically on top of
you. Don’t you agree?”
“Plus, I have to ramp things up somehow, or you’re
never going to admit how bad they stink,” she thought to herself, hiding
a smirk.
“I… I guess that makes sense…” He clambered awkwardly
over to her chair, laying his head on the (still warm) leather and using
his arms to prop himself up, in a sort of crab position. Once in place,
he had time for only one quick glance up at Lexi – before her ass
filled his entire view, and he was abruptly squashed beneath her rear!
“Hmm, not bad. Pretty comfortable!” She wiggled her
hips, grinding against Dan’s face as they both sank slowly into the
seat. He moaned as he was crushed under her weight; Lexi wasn’t a large
woman, but she had some impressive curves, and right now they were doing
their best to bury him! His nose crumpled against her tight skirt,
forcing him to inhale deeply just to breath. And of course, the air he
did manage to take in was… less than fresh.
Bbbbfrrrrrrrrrrattttt
Trapped between his face and her ass, Lexi’s farts now
had nowhere to go once released – except for his waiting nose. Unlike
his previous position, in which a small amount of gas might escape to
diffuse throughout the room, there was now no avoiding even a single
particle of his bosses’ rancid fumes.
“Wow, this is much better! That one sounded especially nasty, but I couldn’t smell a thing! Good work down there!”
Somehow, Lexi’s praise did little to encourage him.
“Now then, you just stay right there. I’ve got a lot of
work to do, so I need you to concentrate on sniffing everything I give
you as best you can! Let me know if you need a break, although I am very
busy, so please try not to interrupt me unless it’s urgent.”
Dan gulped nervously, while Lexi chuckled, her butt
jiggling up and down with laughter. They both knew he wouldn’t dare ask
for a break now, not after she’d asked him not to disturb her – that
would be rude! He’d just lay there, taking fart after fart without rest,
until he reached his breaking point.
“You’re handling them well so far, but let’s see how
you’re holding up after an hour or two… or three, or four!” Lexi thought
as she blasted him with another airy toot. Dan’s first day at his new
job was certainly going to be rough.
*
Dan felt like he was in some kind of limbo state.
Smothered beneath Lexi’s massive ass, with only her relentless
flatulence to measure the passage of time, he had no idea how long he’d
been under her. Long enough that his face seemed to have moulded into
her crack, as though they’d become one! And long enough that the smell
of her gas seemed to be imprinted on his nose, a foul, rich scent so
powerful he was afraid even a thorough shower might not remove it.
Bbroooooooooooorrpppp
He winced as he was battered by yet another toxic
ass-blast, before dutifully sucking it down. It was hot, and vile, and
his body instinctively urged him to flee as far away from it as possible
– but he managed to stay still. This was his job, a job he had agreed
to do. And no matter how horrific, his personality wouldn’t allow him to
quit halfway through.
Above, Lexi could only shake her head, amazed that Dan
still wasn’t admitting defeat. “Over four hours of non-stop fart
sniffing, and not one word of complaint,” she muttered to herself
quietly. “I thought for sure he’d break once breakfast kicked in. My
cheese and egg farts are practically poisonous!”
His stubbornness was as frustrating as it was
impressive; yet strangely, more than anything else, it made her feel…
excited. If he wasn’t objecting even after this much, what else could
she make him do? She smiled, another evil idea occurring to her.
“Hey Dan, how you holding up down there? Everything smelling good?”
He moaned softly. It was the first time she’d spoken
directly to him in quite a while, but he was too weary to respond – and
even if he had, his words would be inaudible with her ass still crushing
his head. He just had to wait and hear what she wanted this time.
“So, my ass is feeling a little itchy. Think you can help me out, give it a scratch?”
“…mmfkk.” It was an odd request, and slightly
demeaning, but trivial compared to what he’d done already. Only… he
frowned, realising the problem. Neither of his hands were free – he was
using both to hold himself up! “How am I supposed to…?”
He started shaking his head, rubbing his nose up, down
and around her ass in an attempt to satisfy her. It felt like he was
motorboating her butt, or perhaps giving it an Eskimo kiss. Either way
he felt ridiculous. “God, what am I doing?!”
Lexi giggled at his earnest efforts as they tickled her
crack. “Hmm, that’s not quite working, Dan!” She said. Then she paused,
not wanting to rush the moment, before suggesting innocently: “You
should try your mouth, maybe?”
He blinked slowly, confused. “My mouth? What does she –
” Then he groaned. Understanding came, and with it so did a wave of
embarrassment – because he knew what she wanted, and in spite of how
humiliating it was, he also knew he wasn’t going to refuse. And so,
closing his eyes as if to hide from reality, he puckered up and starting
planting kisses all over his bosses’ skirt-clad bottom.
“Ahh, ha ha! There you go, now you’re getting it!
Hahaha!” Lexi couldn’t help laughing out loud, and didn’t even try. He
was actually doing it! She hadn’t even needed to press him particularly
hard, and now he was literally kissing her ass! “Ahaha, great work! Just
keep that up for me, would you?”
Bfffpt
Brrarrrrrt
Lexi’s laughter seemed to shake a few extra farts
loose, but even as the putrid gas rushed into his open mouth, Dan kept
on kissing. After all, he wasn’t going to suddenly grow a backbone now,
in the middle of worshipping her ass! If anything, the more pathetic he
felt, the less likely he was to start standing up for himself. He was
caught in a vicious mental cycle. And unfortunately, his situation was
only about to get worse.
“Argh, this itch is just a little bit deeper, Dan! You’re not quite reaching it. Here, one second.”
She stood, her ass rising off of Dan’s face for the
first time in hours. The relief of pressure was incredible, and he
gratefully gulped down lungfuls of fresh air like a diver reaching the
surface just before he ran out of oxygen – but his respite was painfully
brief. Lexi hovered above for only as long as it took to unbutton and
pull down her tight black skirt, exposing her massive, bubbly ass-cheeks
and panties, before crashing back down on top of him.
With her skirt out the way, there was nothing to
prevent Lexi’s crack from swallowing Dan whole. He sank deeper into her
butt than ever before, until he found himself pressed up against her
lacy lingerie; the wafer-thin fabric was now the only thing separating
his nose from her butthole.
Brrrrrraaaaaaaafffffffffffff
“Oh, God! It stinks!” Dan was deep enough that he could
actually feel her anus twitch as it delivered a barrage of revolting,
oniony gas straight up his nostrils. He almost screamed, but settled
instead for a quiet sob. It was so much stronger! He could never have
imagined it would be this much worse next to the source!
“Ahem. If you don’t mind, Dan? Don’t you have a job to do?”
He didn’t even think about it this time. Mentally, he
had already surrendered; and with the stink of her farts dominating his
senses, unable to think clearly, it was easiest to just to follow his
natural instinct to obey. So once again he pressed his lips to Lexi’s
butt, tasting the subtle hint of ass-sweat on his lips, and held them
there for a moment. Then he immediately began moving to another spot to
kiss, and repeated.
“Ooh, that’s it… that’s the spot!” Above, Lexi started
to laugh again… but stopped as another feeling began to take priority.
The sensation of Dan’s lips on her bare skin, combined with his abject
submission, the awareness of the complete dominance she held over him…
it was sending unanticipated waves of pleasure through her body.
Ffrrrrrraaaaaaaaarrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrpppppp
She farted again, a hot and steamy monster that burned a
little coming out; she knew it must absolutely reek. But the kisses
didn’t stop for even a second, and she smelled nothing, as her assistant
faithfully sucked it all up.
“He’s just taking it… Fuck, he’s just accepting it!..”
She exhaled softly, biting her lip and grinding gently against his face.
She strained, and a thick silent-but-deadly oozed heavily out of her
ass, the sensation causing her excitement to build further.
Slowly, unthinkingly, she reached a hand down toward the front of her panties, concerned by nothing beyond her own satisfaction…
“Oh, shit.” She stopped herself, suddenly remembering
that she was at work. “I think I got a little too caught up in the
moment there!” She felt hot, and slightly flushed; dominating Dan felt
so good that it had almost overwhelmed her! Maybe it was best to take a
break.
“R-right! Ok, it’s 1:00 pm now, shall we call that
lunch?” Lexi stood up hastily, pulling up her skirt. Dan was so
exhausted that he could only slide off the chair, collapsing onto the
floor and panting wearily. He rubbed his aching neck; his entire body
felt stiff and painful after the bizarre position he’d been contorted
into for the past few hours.
“Little stiff, huh?” Lexi noticed. “Sorry about that!
Don’t worry though, I’ve been looking into special smothering chairs
online, with holes in the seat. Should be a lot easier for you, you just
sit beneath, pop your head through, and… well, I’m sure you can
imagine.”
Dan groaned as he climbed unsteadily to his feet. He didn’t want to imagine, but he certainly could.
“Anyway, great work today! Both with fart sniffing, and
ass-kiss – ahem, ass-scratching, you just keep on impressing me! I
should’ve made you my personal assistant a long time ago!”
“Oh, um… th-thank you…” He couldn’t believe himself. What on earth was he thanking her for?!
“Now then, let’s talk lunch. Here’s my card; I want you
to go to the local Taco Bell, and pick me up… oh, I don’t know.
Something with a lot of meat and beans, and especially cheese. And buy
yourself something nice, too. My treat.”
He accepted the card nervously. “T-taco Bell? But won’t that… I mean, won’t it make you… g-gas-”
“Gassy? Damn right it will! I’m gonna make this
morning’s farts seem like a gentle Summer breeze!” She laughed proudly.
“But that’s OK, because now I have you, and I know you’re up to the
challenge! So, just one more thing before you go…” She slid a document
across the desk and offered him a pen. “Your contract. Just sign at the
bottom, and your new position will be official!”
Dan stared down at the paper. He was trying – really,
genuinely trying, willing himself to be brave. He knew what signing this
contract would mean; this was his last chance, the last opportunity to
prevent this morning’s nightmare from becoming his new standard,
everyday routine.
He fought a desperate internal battle, struggling more
than he ever had in his life to find the strength within to stand up for
himself. And if he hadn’t been the subject of vile ass-torture for the
past few hours, maybe he would have succeeded. But he was already a
broken man. Lexi’s farts had defeated him, both physically and mentally.
So in the end, he simply picked up the pen, bent over the contract,
signed his name… and sealed his fate.
“Heh. I look forward to working with you, Dan.” Lexi
couldn’t keep the villainous grin off her face as she reached over to
firmly shake his hand. “You are officially mine.”
“O-Ok then, Lexi, I’ll be back with your lunch as soon –
as soon as I can!” Dan blurted out awkwardly. He turned and practically
ran out of the room as soon as she released him, as though to flee from
his own regretful decision, and slammed the door behind him.
“God… what have I just done?..” He wondered miserably.
“Her official assistant… well, if it gets really bad, I’ll just – I’ll
just work up the courage to resign. At least I’ll always have that out…”
He held onto that last crumb of hope as he set out to buy his boss her
heavy, gas-inducing meal, and tried not to think about how dreadfully
smelly his future had just become.
Back in her office, Lexi smirked and sat back in her
chair, putting her feet up on the desk. “Huh, that was a surprise. I
didn’t think he’d sign without even reading it!” She chuckled. “Ooh, I
can’t wait to see his face when he finds out about the work from home
policy. Or the part that says he can’t legally quit until he completes
at least one full year of employment!”
She sighed happily, imagining all the disgusting things
she would do to him from now on. And for the first time, she found
herself motivated not just to see how far she could push his politeness –
but to feel that thrill again, the raw pleasure of simply dominating
the poor man.
“Maybe I’ll lose the panties after lunch…” She muttered
to herself, the thought alone giving her shivers. “Ahh, but that might
be too far while I’m still at work. Plus, I’m about to have Taco Bell
for lunch. There’s a real danger of things getting messy!”
She laughed, but the idea was already getting her
excited. “Oh Dan, my little Office Ass-Kisser…” She whispered dreamily.
“I wonder how you’d react, if I suddenly promoted you to Brown Noser?..”
PART 3
Dan looked up fearfully at the house before him. Not
that it was an especially scary looking house; it seemed like an
ordinary upper-class home, fairly large, with a classy modern
architecture. It was in a nice neighbourhood, the front lawn was
well-maintained… even the sun seemed to be shining directly on it! No,
it wasn’t the house that scared him. It was the beautiful, yet
monstrously gassy woman he knew was waiting for him inside it.
This house belonged to his flatulent boss Lexi, and he was here for his first day of “working from home”.
When the company had first announced that all employees
would be required to work remotely, Dan had almost wept with joy.
Finally, after weeks of fart-sniffing, an escape! After all, he couldn’t
work as her seat remotely, right? The feeling of relief was
indescribable… as had been the wave of dismay, when Lexi produced the
contract he’d signed, and revealed he was now legally obligated to work
from her house instead. He’d been so devastated, he’d almost quit on the
spot. Almost.
But his inability to say “no” had once again been his
undoing, and so here he was. He looked down at his watch; 8:59 am, right
on time. He couldn’t delay any longer. He sighed dejectedly, walked up
to the front door, and rang the doorbell.
“Is that you, Dan? Come on in, it’s open!”
Taking one last deep breath, he pushed open the door and stepped inside.
He was a little surprised. Knowing Lexi as he did, he’d
expected the house to be a mess, and to be saturated deeply in the
stench of her farts. Instead it looked neat and tidy, and had a
pleasantly fresh aroma – clearly, his boss saved all her gas for the
office. “For me”.
“Lock the door behind you, then come straight through!”
Lexi called from a room to his right. He did as instructed, reluctantly
following her voice into the living room.
He found her sitting on a rich leather sofa, prepped
and ready for work with her laptop set on a makeshift desk in front of
her. Even this early in the morning she looked stunning; her eyes were a
bright blue, her lipstick a deep crimson, and her hair a fiery red that
hung in loose waves around her shoulders. It was hard to believe that
this was the woman that would soon be firing toxic farts up his nose.
She glanced up at him and smiled. “Morning, Dan!” She greeted him cheerfully.
“Good morning, Lexi… oh!” He looked away suddenly, turning bright red. “Lexi, you aren’t – I mean, your clothes – !”
“Hmm? Oh, this?” She wore her usual, a tight business
blazer and plain white shirt. Even if it was struggling to contain her
massive chest, she looked quite the professional corporate woman… from
the waist up. But below, she was wearing nothing but a pair of bright
red panties!
“Haha, I suppose it is a little casual. But I should be able to dress comfortably in my own home, shouldn’t I?”
“Well… well yes, but – ”
“And the webcam can only see above the desk, so what’s the harm?”
“I – I’m, just not sure – ”
“Come on Dan, it’s nothing you haven’t seen before.”
She said, rolling her eyes. “Now, I do have quite a bit to do today, so
I’d like to get started. Shall we get you in my crack so I can crack
on?”
“Y-yes, Lexi. Right away.” He fell to his knees as Lexi
leaned to one side, patting the sofa beneath her invitingly. “How did
it get like this?” He thought, ashamed, as he crawled under her desk. “I
used to at least attempt to resist her, didn’t I? When did I stop
trying?”
Reaching the sofa, he lay his head in the large, warm
depression her ass had made in the couch, and braced himself for what he
knew was coming next. Lexi smiled, then plopped down on top of him
unceremoniously, wiggling left and right until she was in her favourite
position – with Dan’s nose nestled neatly in the centre of her crack.
“Now then! Let’s get to work.”
Bbbbbbbbbbbfrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrraaaaaaaappppppppp!
Lexi’s first fart of the day surprised Dan, blasting
him in the face without almost no warning. But after weeks of training,
he was able to react to it almost automatically; pressing his nose flush
against the seat of her panties he took a long, slow sniff to suck up
as much of the rancid gas as possible, just as he had hundreds of times
previously.
Something was different this time, though. The moment
the fart entered his nose, the terrible odour made him recoil with both
disgust and confusion. Lexi’s gas always stank, of course, but this was…
worse, somehow. Far stronger and thicker than he was used to, with a
stomach-churning bitter undertone.
Bbbbbbrrrrrooooooooooootttttttttt!
A second blast confirmed his suspicions. Somehow, she’d
found a way to increase the stench of her farts. Something he hadn’t
thought possible!
“Is she on a new diet or something?” He thought,
panicking, as he forced himself to inhale the poisonous air. “Oh God!
This might be more than I can handle!”
“Aaahhhh! Man, that is such a relief.” Lexi sighed
happily above him. “It wasn’t easy holding those in until you got here,
Dan, but I’m so glad I did. They felt really bad!” She laughed. “What do
you think, were they bad?”
She lifted herself up slightly, just enough that he could reply. “N-no, Lexi…” He coughed. “They were… fine…”
“Really? Great, I won’t hold back then!”
Pprrrrrrrrrrrrrrrraaaaaaaaaaaaaapppppppppppppp!
Lexi settled back down on Dan’s face, trapping her
latest putrid emission in with him. She smiled as she felt his body
twitch and spasm lightly in response to her stink; even if he wouldn’t
admit it, she had spent enough time sitting on him to understand his
subtle wiggling. Based on this response, her farts today had to be pure
torture.
“Experiment successful, then.” Lexi was a very
organised woman, with a strict daily routine she rarely deviated from.
Today, however, she’d decided to alter it slightly by skipping her usual
morning dump, to see how having tightly-packed bowels would affect the
stink of her farts. It made her stomach slightly uncomfortable, but so
far the results seemed promising.
“But it’s still not enough, is it, Dan? You’re so stubborn… it’s one of the things I like about you.”
Pllaaaaaaaaaaaaaapptttttttttt!
She ripped a particularly bubbly fart, and enjoyed the
way it vibrated against Dan’s face. She felt his almost imperceptible
reaction beneath her, his nose brushing against her cheeks and crack as
he trembled in discomfort. She caught a tiny trace of her own gas, the
smallest whiff that had somehow escaped to float up, and nearly gagged.
“How much worse must it be for him?” She bit her lip.
And then, in spite of the hell she was putting him
through, he kissed her! She jumped slightly as she felt his lips’ soft
caress against her cheek, and let out a quiet, sultry moan. She didn’t
even need to ask any more; she dominated him so completely, kissing her
ass had just become a natural part of his job! The feeling of power was
intoxicating.
“Shit… I’m getting excited again.” She exhaled softly.
Increasingly, Lexi was finding that face-farting Dan made her eager for
release, and the urges were getting harder to ignore. She’d always
forced herself to stop, knowing she couldn’t go too far while at the
office – but now, she was in the safety and comfort of her own home. And
so was Dan…
“Maybe I should just…”
An alert pinged suddenly on her laptop, interrupting
her train of thought. She glanced down, annoyed, at a reminder for a
video call with the other managers, scheduled 5 minutes from now.
“Ugh, fine.” Lexi sat up with a frustrated sigh, deciding to distract herself with some work. Business before pleasure.
“Hey, Dan?” She called down. “I’m gonna be pretty busy
for a while, so can I just leave you to it? You know the drill, big
sniffs, lots of kisses, all that jazz.”
Dan gasped for breath as his boss leaned to allow him another brief chance to speak. “Y-yes, Lexi! I’ll do my best – ”
Bllllaaaarrrrt
“Mmm, good boy.” After a short, hard blast, she
squashed him again beneath her massive rear. Interrupting him like that
was a little rude, but she didn’t feel guilty about it. After all, they
both had a lot of work to do.
*
Lexi fired off one last email before sinking back into
her couch with a tired sigh. Sorting through all this corporate bullshit
was exhausting… although there were certainly worse jobs.
She smiled as she felt Dan’s lips puckering up for yet
another kiss. It had been hours since they’d started, and yet he was
still working diligently beneath her without complaint. “I guess he’s
earned a quick breather. First, though…”
She wanted to wait until the perfect moment. Dan was
planting each kiss slowly and deliberately, moving to a new spot on her
ass each time; her left cheek, her right, the upper part of her crack,
then the lower… until finally, she felt him press against the exact
centre of the seat of her panties, only a thin layer of cotton
separating his mouth from her anus. Bullseye.
Pffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffttttttttttt!
“Mmmngg!”
Lexi giggled at his audible moan of disgust; Dan
usually did his best to absorb her farts in silence, so it was rare to
get any reaction out of him. But apparently injecting a hot, steamy,
silent-but-deadly into his mouth would do the trick.
“Right then!” Once she was sure he’d swallowed all her
gas, Lexi stood up, leaving Dan to gasp for breath in the ass-crater
she’d left in the couch. “Good work so far! I’m gonna go grab a coffee,
you want anything?”
“N-no… thank you…”
“Suit yourself. Oh, and here; if you could review a couple of these documents for me while I’m gone, that’d be great.”
She walked off without another word, blowing a strand
of hair out of her eyes with a frustrated sigh. She felt distinctly
unsatisfied as she walked into her kitchen and started up the coffee
machine; not only was Dan still not giving up, her stomach had started
to cramp from holding in her morning dump. And on top of everything
else, she was constantly horny!
She picked up her finished coffee and took a small sip.
And as if on cue, her bowels gave a deep, angry gurgle, and she winced
as she felt another cramp. “Yikes, I might not be able to hold this much
longer…” she thought, rubbing her tender stomach. “Fuck it, I can make
it a couple more hours. And the longer I do, the smellier my farts will
be!”
Smelly farts alone wouldn’t be enough, though. She knew
Dan well by now, and knew that no matter how vile her farts got, he’d
pass out before he admitted they stank… she needed something more to
make him crack. Escalation, somehow.
She smiled as another evil idea came to mind.
Back in the living room, Dan finished filling out his
fourth report and quickly got started on the next. It wasn’t exciting
work – quite the opposite, actually – but he was just glad to be working
as an actual assistant for once, instead of a glorified seat. “Maybe if
I do a good enough job, she’ll let me do real work more often!” He
thought optimistically, as he raced through his fifth sheet.
“Ahem.” He jerked his head up at Lexi’s subtle cough; he’d been so absorbed, he hadn’t noticed her come back in.
“Oh – hi, Lexi!” He smiled hopefully. “I’ve finished these documents for you, and organised them chronologically – ”
“That’s nice.” She interrupted, pointing a finger at
him and motioning downward. “If you could get back into position, Dan,
that’d be great.”
“…Y-yes… right away….” He sank back down sadly,
wondering why he’d allowed himself to hope he could be anything but her
fart sniffer. It only made the reality of his situation that much more
crushing.
He was still wallowing in self-pity as Lexi’s ass cast
its shadow over him, and began to descend. It was a sight he was well
used to, having seen it at least a hundred times before… only this time
there was one key difference that, in his misery, he’d failed to notice
until the last possible second.
She wasn’t wearing panties.
His eyes widened in horror and he opened his mouth to
plead, but not nearly fast enough. Lexi sat down hard, and this time he
found himself deeper in her crack than he’d ever gone before, eye to
brown-eye with her reeking sphincter. It’s raw, earthy scent alone was
enough to bring tears to his eyes; vision blurring, he stared as it
slowly winked twice at him, before pulsing, and –
Bffffffffffffrrrrrrrrrrrrraaaaaaaaappppppppppp!
“Nnnmmpphh!” Dan couldn’t hold back a disgusted moan as
he was bathed in a torrent of hot, cheesy wind. Not only was this one
of Lexi’s worst yet – her gas was somehow still getting smellier as time
went on – but now he was experiencing it pure and unfiltered, straight
from the source. Even the slightest whiff was torture, and he was
trapped with an entire cloud just waiting to be sucked up his nose!
“Mmmm…” Above, Lexi was also unable to hold back a
moan, albeit for an entirely different reason. She hadn’t realised that
squashing her subordinate under her bare ass would feel so good! Every
sensation she’d come to love was magnified by 10, and his hot breath
against her most sensitive area made her shiver uncontrollably.
“Fuck,” she breathed, “I might have to… Ooh!” Her
stomach suddenly cramped again, even more intensely than before. She
clutched her stomach and bent forward, wincing, as she aimed her ass at
Dan like a cannon.
Prrrrrrraaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaappppppp!
“Yikes, that was close. Forget a couple more hours… I
might not be able to hold this for a couple more minutes!” Lexi sighed.
She was so irritatingly close – that last fart had felt positively
rotten, and based on his exaggerated reaction beneath her, Dan seemed to
agree. But if she stayed much longer, things were going to get messy.
She had to accept that it was time to go.
“Fuck it, one more for the road.”
Ppppbbbbbbbbrrbbbbbbt!
Unfortunately for her assistant, who had been mere
seconds away from getting a break, that last fart was enough to tip her
over the edge.
Lexi’s eyes widened. The powerful wave of relief she
felt at the release of pressure, combined with the thrill of the
absolute domination she held over him, had already been getting her
excited. So when, in his tortured thrashings, she felt Dan’s nose brush
lightly up against her hole… she lost control entirely.
Slamming her laptop shut, she pushed her desk away and
spread her legs open wide. Work didn’t matter right now; nothing
mattered, nothing except this moment, this feeling, and keeping it
going.
“Oh God, I’ve waited so long for this…” She moaned, as
she reached her hand down and began to stroke herself. The sensation was
like electricity rippling through her entire body; she closed her eyes,
arched her back and gave herself over to desire, rubbing faster as she
felt another fart brewing at her back door.
Bllllrrrrrrrrrrpppptttttttt!
“Ngggh!” Dan retched beneath her as he received the
blast point-blank. It was an uncharacteristically loud reaction, but he
didn’t care anymore; his limit was fast approaching. For whatever
reason, in the past few minutes, her farts had become increasingly
rancid…
Frrrrrrppppttttt!
…frequent…
Ffffssssssssbbbbbbbrrrrrrrppppppppsst!
…and – though he hoped to God it was his imagination – wet.
“It’s too much… I can’t take it!..” He whispered to
himself. Even Dan’s ridiculous level of politeness couldn’t handle this
much. After weeks of sniffing farts without complaint, she’d finally
produced a stink that had broken him! “I’ve gotta get out,” he decided.
“Uh… Lexi?” He tried to call out to her, but his voice –
little more than a whimper – went unnoticed. He hesitantly poked her
thigh in an attempt to get her attention.
Braapppp!
“Oh God!” His response was a short, beefy fart. For a
blast so small, the stench it packed was enormous. The worsening odour
made him even more desperate for escape, and he tried again to alert her
with increased urgency.
“L-Lexi?!?”
“Mmmmm, fuck… Sniff it up!…” Unfortunately, Lexi was
still lost in her own world of pleasure. She was dimly aware of her
assistant’s rising agitation below her, but that knowledge only made her
more excited. She began to grind herself slowly against his face, and
stroked faster and faster, knowing she was close.
“Lexi, please!” Dan gagged. Her ass was so foul, he
could barely breathe! Beginning to panic, he decided to get her
attention the only way he knew how – by planting deep, rapid smooches on
every inch of her bottom his lips could reach.
“She has to be noticing this, right?” He thought to
himself. “Why won’t she let me out?” It was only then that he noticed
the strange, rhythmic swaying of her hips against his face, and what
sounded oddly like moaning coming from above. Realisation slowly dawned.
“W-wait… is she – ?!”
Two things happened near-simultaneously.
The first was that Lexi experienced the most
pleasurable, earth-shatteringly powerful orgasm of her life. She
screamed and her legs convulsed as she came furiously, her juices
spilling out over Dan’s chin and upper torso while she sank back into
the couch, her entire body paralysed by the feeling of pure bliss.
The second occurred just after, as Lexi finally lost
control in the heat of the moment. As she came, her stomach gave its
hardest cramp yet as her bowels demanded angrily for release; and in her
passion, holding back was bumped some distance down her list of
priorities. The result was her blasting Dan with more than just air as
she unleashed in his face, for the first time, a massive, messy, wet
shart.
Bbbbbbbbllrrrrrrpplsssssssssppttbbttssssssssssssspprrrrsst!
Dan blinked as his face was spattered splashes of warm,
sticky debris. For a moment he wasn’t sure what had happened – then the
smell hit. His stomach rolled and he dry heaved, as the overwhelming
bitter stink of human waste attacked his senses, and he realised the
substance that now covered his nose, eyes and mouth.
“This is – Oh God, this is – !” Some of it had actually
gotten in his mouth. He could feel bile rising in his throat. “LEXI!
Let me out!”
“Ohhh, wow… That was… Hm?” Above Lexi was recovering,
still feeling the occasional aftershock shudder of pleasure, when Dan’s
struggling below brought her slowly back to reality. He felt feistier
than usual for whatever reason; she smirked, briefly considering staying
put. “Ah, I guess I’ve had enough fun for today.”
Leaning to one side, she allowed him to wriggle out
from under her. He practically fell out in his haste to get away, and
slid heavily onto the floor; but there he stopped suddenly, and sat
motionlessly with his back to the couch.
“Ahem. Sorry about that! I was just a little busy
with…” She paused, suddenly noticing the brown stains covering the top
of half of her subordinate’s head. Only now did she realise just how
explosive her last release must have been. “…Oops, haha… Sorry Dan, I
guess that’s a bit of an occupational hazard! Ah… how are you holding
up, do you need a break?”
For a moment he didn’t respond. He looked almost as
though in a state of shock. Then he mumbled a single word, in a voice so
soft she almost missed it: “…stinks…”
“Um. Didn’t quite catch you there Dan, what did you – ”
“I said it stinks!” He shouted furiously. “Your ass
stinks, your farts stink – they make me sick!” His anger seemed to come
out of nowhere; it was like all his pent-up stress from the last few
weeks was being released in one big emotional outburst.
“I’ve always hated the smell! I-I’ve just never been
brave enough to admit it! I hate your gas, I hate this job, and now I’m
sitting here with my face covered in your – your – ” He didn’t continue.
He seemed to suddenly run out of steam, slumping forward with all the
tension gone out of him, and he stared numbly at the ground by his feet.
“I can’t keep doing this. I want – I want to quit.”
Lexi was speechless. She didn’t know how to react – he
looked so pitiable, collapsed on the floor in a depressed heap with his
face covered in her shit and cum, that she couldn’t help feeling sorry
for him. But at the same time… she’d done it! He was actually admitting
it! Finally, after weeks of trying, her ass had managed to break her
impossibly stubborn subordinate. The goal she’d set from right at the
very start was at long last achieved!
“So, do I stop?” She thought.
“…No.”
More than guilt, pride or anything else, what Lexi felt
most when she looked at Dan right now was… desire. She wanted him; she
wanted to own him, and for every single fart she released from now on to
go straight up his nose. The time she’d spent facesitting Dan had
awakened something in her, and she knew she couldn’t let it go. “Sorry,
Dan. You’re mine.”
“…Ok, Dan. I get it, and I’m sorry. That was a little
rough, huh?” She spoke in a kind, understanding tone, reaching down to
pat him on the shoulder. “But the thing is… you can’t quit.”
He turned slowly to look up at her.
“You remember that contract you signed, buddy? There’s
this little clause on it that stipulates you have to work a minimum
length of time before you can legally resign. And for you, that length
is one full year. Well, 11 months or so now.” She smiled
sympathetically.
“A year…” He whispered. The poor man looked like he was on the verge of tears.
“I’ll tell you what though. Why don’t we head upstairs
to the bathroom so you can clean yourself up a bit, and we’ll have a
talk about what you want to do. Sound good?”
Standing up, she brushed herself off and stepped over
Dan, taking hold of his hand. He didn’t resist as she pulled him gently
to his feet and led him out of the living room. What would be the point?
He had no choice but to do whatever she asked of him, for the next year
of his life.
He felt empty. Finally building up the courage to stand
up for himself, and even attempting to resign, had felt so incredibly
empowering! That single moment of bravery had almost been worth the
shart he’d had to eat to trigger it. But for all his effort, nothing was
going to change. In fact, having reached this new low, he saw himself
as being even less likely to resist her.
He followed Lexi out into the hall where she continued
to lead him up the stairs. Obscenely, from behind he found his head to
be exactly at her ass level. It bounced attractively with each step, yet
still leaked that disgustingly acrid aroma his nose was all too
familiar with. He grimaced and tried to keep as much distance as
possible.
“Here we are!” Lexi announced once they reached the
top, and ushered Dan into the bathroom. He immediately raced over to the
sink and began to wash his face; the fragrant, sweet-scented soaps were
like heaven to his senses after the horrors he’d been exposed to today,
and he felt his spirits lifting slightly as he cleaned, as though he
was scrubbing his soul as well as his body.
“Maybe… maybe things won’t be so bad,” he thought to
himself. “She might feel sorry for me after today, or embarrassed, even!
Maybe she’ll go a little easier on me from now on – ”
PPPRRBBBLLSSSPPPLLRRRRRRRTFFFTTTTTTF!
Dan’s thoughts were interrupted suddenly by a
catastrophically loud noise. It sounded like someone had fired several
pounds of thick, wet mud out of a cannon, which had then slapped heavily
into the floor behind him; he wheeled around, shocked, to discover Lexi
sitting on the toilet. Hunched over, her arms clutched tight around her
waist, positively shitting her guts out.
“Ooooohhh, my God,” She sighed, sitting back up. “You
have no idea what a relief that is. That felt almost as good as the
orgasm, haha!”
“L-Lexi?!” He stammered, horrified. “What are you – ?”
“Hm? Oh, don’t worry, I’m not embarrassed or anything. I
feel like we can be more open around each other now, you know? After
how intimate we’ve been today!” She sniffed the air and wrinkled her
nose cutely. “Oof. Could you shut that door, Dan? I don’t want to stink
the whole house up.”
He stared at her, jaw hanging open. How could she be so
brazen? And... the smell! “How can someone so beautiful produce a
stench so grotesque?!” He didn’t even bother trying to hide his gag. But
nor did he try to defy her will, quickly moving to close the bathroom
door despite knowing he was trapping himself in with her stink.
In looks, personality, odour – Lexi could dominate him
with every aspect of her being. This job, and his life in general, would
be easier if he just accepted it and let her have her way.
The pair looked at each other, and in that moment shared a silent understanding.
“So!” Lexi started brightly. She crossed her legs,
straightened out her blouse and fixed him with a confident smile.
Somehow, even in this indecent position, she still managed to look
professional.
“Why don’t we discuss the terms of your contract?”
PART 4
There was something oddly relaxing about being the last to leave the office, Lexi had always found.
Perhaps it was just in contrast to how busy the
workplace usually was. Nobody knocking at her door to bother her, no
meetings to distract… no racket of ringing phones, clomping footsteps
and constant droning voices. Only the faint hum of her computer and
rhythmic clicking of her mouse disturbed the otherwise perfect silence.
Well. That, and the occasional –
Bbbrrrrrraaaaaappppppp
Lexi smiled proudly. It was an especially loud, bubbly
fart, the kind that just sounded absolutely rancid. She couldn’t be
certain, however, because every last trace of it was being dutifully
sniffed up by her faithful assistant, as she sat comfortably on his
head.
"Dan. My loyal Office Ass-Kisser.” She smirked. “However did I get by without you?”
It was hard to believe it had been almost an entire
year now since she had taken his career path in its smelly new
direction. To think, this had all started because he’d been too awkward
to admit her farts stank; and in trying to force him confess, she’d
discovered her love of having her ass worshipped. So now, that was what
he did full-time.
Her stomach growled suddenly. “Ooh, another one.”
Ppppppbbbrrrltt
Lexi sighed with relief. She felt her subordinate press
his nose flush against the seat of her panties and inhale deeply. She
felt his little shudder of disgust, though he tried his best to hide it,
and finally she felt his lips caress both buttocks, then her crack, as
he demonstrated how he’d earned his unofficial job title.
“Ahh… good work, Dan,” she exhaled happily, then
glanced at the clock and frowned. “Shit. 6:27 already?” She couldn’t
keep him past 6:30 in accordance with the company policy on overtime.
Frustratingly, her pleasure would have to end here.
“Ahem. Good work, Dan!” She repeated, more loudly. “I think we’ll call it here for today.”
Leaning reluctantly to one side, she allowed her
assistant to free himself. He shot out from under her like a cannon,
practically falling over in his haste to get away. His face was red and
sweaty and he panted heavily, gulping down great lungfuls of fresh air.
Lexi could see the joy on his face, the relief of finally being set
free. God, how she longed to shove him straight back down.
“Th-thank you, Lexi,” he finally stammered, once he’d caught his breath.
“Oh, no problem at all,” she smiled. “Lunch wasn’t too
stinky, was it? Sorry about the chilli. I know what it does to my
stomach, but I just can’t help myself!”
“N-no, that was… well, it wasn’t too bad…” He was such a
hilariously bad liar, he wouldn’t even meet her eyes. “Anyway, I… I’m a
little tired, so…”
“Sure, sure. It’s been a long day, huh? You get yourself home. And hey, Friday tomorrow! Just one more day to go, right?”
“Haha, yeah… well, um, I’ll see you tomorrow, then. Bye!”
Dan scampered out the room before she could change her
mind. Lexi sat back in her comfortable office chair, smiling as she
watched him go. “Hiring him as my assistant was the best decision I ever
made.”
Over the past year Lexi’s productivity had almost
doubled. She found she worked much more efficiently while pumping her
gas up Dan’s nose, and if her workload ever unexpectedly increased, she
could always get him to help – he was more than happy to assist if it
meant even a few minutes away from her rear.
Her success had earned her several promotions, each of
which came with substantial pay-rises. She was eating well and
exercising daily, a routine that had given her a flatter stomach and a
bigger butt. She had wealth, health, power, job satisfaction and a
living seat to dominate five days a week. She had never been so happy in
her life.
“And yet…”
Lexi sighed. As incredible as life was with Dan as her
assistant, she couldn’t help wanting to take things further. She wanted
to feel his tongue up her ass. She wanted him to swallow more than just
her farts. She wanted to use him not just at work, but every hour of
every day – from the moment she woke up in the morning, to settling into
bed at night, she wanted his nose between her cheeks. She wanted to own
him completely.
But there were lines they just couldn’t cross as
employer and employee. Once, while working from her home not longer
after he’d become her direct subordinate, she’d actually had an orgasm
while sharting on his face. She masturbated to the memory at least once a
week. But it had been too far. He’d almost quit on the spot, and only
her smooth talking (and the contract he’d signed) had kept him from
leaving.
No, she’d just have to be content with things the way
they were. “After all,” she thought, “it’s not like he’s going anywhere
anytime soon.”
Bzzzt!
Lexi started. That was odd. A vibration, and not one caused by her ass. Where had that come from?
Bzzzt! Bzzzt! Bzzzt!
She looked down to see Dan’s phone, lying on the floor
beneath her chair. It must have fallen out of his pocket at some point
while he was servicing her. She bent down to pick it up, seeing he’d
just received several text messages. “From a girl!” She smiled. “How
cute. Has my little assistant been trying to find a girlfriend?”
When she realised what she was reading, the smile dropped from her face.
> Hi Dan! Sorry for texting so late, but I wanted to share the good news
> The interviewers were very impressed with your skills and experience!
> They want you to start as soon as possible. I’ll
send the contract for you to sign by close of day tomorrow. As soon as
that’s done you can put in your notice at your current role
> Congratulations, and best of luck with your new job!
Lexi read through the texts several times, almost
unable to believe them. She didn’t want to believe them. “So,” she
muttered finally. “My loyal assistant is trying to leave me.”
A hundred different emotions surged through her at
once. Shock. Hurt. Anger. She felt betrayed, as though she’d discovered
her partner was cheating. And confused. He’d been her obedient seat for
almost 12 months at this point. Why leave now? What had changed?
“The fixed term,” she realised suddenly. His current
contract, the one she’d had him sign to be her assistant, had a
stipulation preventing him from resigning… for a period of one year.
That year was nearly up. She hadn’t even questioned that he’d keep
working here; she’d just give him a renewal contract and ask if he
wouldn’t mind signing. After all, he’d never be so rude as to refuse
her.
But now he had an obligation to another job. He was
taking advantage of his own weakness. By being unable to say no to them,
he’d given himself an excuse to say no to her.
“So…” she squeezed the phone tightly in her hand. “So after everything I’ve done for him… he’s just going to run away..?”
“No.” She said aloud. She wouldn’t allow it. Dan was
hers, and no-one else’s. The only question was, what was she going to do
to stop it?
Suddenly she heard footsteps – Dan was coming back.
Quickly she put the phone back down where she’d found it, and pretended
to be looking at something on her computer.
“Um – hi, again, Lexi,” Dan stammered, poking his head
into the room and looking around anxiously. “I, um, I just – I think I
might have left my phone…?”
“Your phone?” She asked innocently. She kept her voice
relaxed, her face cool, calm and collected, though inside a storm was
raging. “No, I’m afraid I haven’t… oh, unless that’s it down there?”
Dan made a strange gasping noise, lunging toward the
device as though afraid it might suddenly leap away. Lexi watched him
glance at the screen, saw his eyes widen for just a second as he saw the
messages he’d received. Then he slipped the phone back into his pocket,
attempting to act casual.
“Thanks, Lexi.” He appeared to fake a cough. “That was all I came back for. So, I’ll just… be on my way.”
“Mmm…” She nodded wordlessly. She stared intently at
him, unblinking, like a cat studying its prey. Her heart pounded; her
mind raced. A sudden idea came to her. “Oh, Dan?” She called out, just
as he reached the door.
He looked back at her, nervous. “Y-yes?”
“I just remembered.” She gave him a reassuring smile.
“I have a… special project, I’d like your help with. Could you come in
early tomorrow? Say, around 7:30?”
“7:30?” He asked, trying and failing to hide his disappointment. “...yes, of course Lexi. I’d… be happy to.”
“Great! Then I’ll see you tomorrow, bright and early.”
She smiled sweetly, before turning back to her computer, giving him his
cue to leave. He took it without hesitation.
The moment he left, Lexi’s smile vanished. She
navigated immediately to one of her favourite websites, an online store
that specialised in BDSM products, and looked up a particular item she’d
had her eye on for some time. She began placing her order, making sure
to select the next-day-delivery option. She had to work quickly, she
knew. She only had until 5:00 tomorrow before she lost her assistant
forever. Unfortunately for him, the short window required her to take
somewhat drastic measures.
“So you want to run out on me, Dan..?” She muttered to
herself as she clicked. “Well, you go ahead and try. But there are going
to be consequences.” She hit Order Now, and a green tick confirmed her
purchase had been processed. She sat back in her chair with a sadistic
grin, already imaging how she was going to use it.
“Whatever happens next… you only have yourself to blame.”
*
Starting work early was never a pleasant experience,
even less so after staying late the night before. It gave the peculiar
feeling that almost no time had passed between finishing work and
starting again the next day.
“7:30,” Dan muttered, yawning heavily as he stepped out
into the parking lot. “What does she need me to come in at 7:30 for?
And why did I have to agree? God… this job.”
No matter how frustrated he felt, however, or tired or
anxious or scared, he couldn’t shake a feeling of quite optimism.
Because after the longest, most brutal year of his life, the end was
finally on the horizon. He was actually going to quit. In a few short
hours, he would be Lexi’s assistant… no more.
“One last day.” A small smile crept onto his face as he
walked toward the office building. “One more day, and I’ll never have
to sniff farts, kiss ass, or be used as a seat cushion ever again.” He
grinned fully. At 5:00 today he’d sign the new contract, and quit over
the weekend. He’d checked his contract carefully; no notice was legally
required. He could even send in his resignation by e-mail, avoiding any
confrontation with his domineering boss.
Lexi… wouldn’t be happy, he knew, and that made him
nervous. When he’d realised last night he’d left his phone behind, he’d
almost had a panic attack – and when he’d read the texts on his screen,
he’d thought he might faint! If Lexi had seen those… he shuddered to
think what she might do in response. But she hadn’t noticed, thank god.
She didn’t suspect a thing. Now all he needed to do was maintain his
poker face for a few more hours. “And I’ll finally be free!”
Reaching the building he made sure to take a few deep
breaths, savouring the taste of fresh air, before pushing inside. Where
surprisingly, he found his boss already waiting for him in the lobby.
“Morning, Dan!” She greeted cheerfully.
“Good morning, Lexi,” he replied, approaching as slowly as possible. “You’re here, um… early…”
“Well, the early bird gets the worm! Or in this case, a
few extra farts.” She winked. “Thanks again for coming in, I really
appreciate it.”
“No problem.” He forced a smile. “So, about this special project..?”
“Eager to get started, huh? Let’s head on up, and I’ll show you what I’ve got planned!”
She took the lead, walking him toward the back of the
lobby. At the doors she paused, and turned back to look at him,
thoughtful.
“What do you think, Dan? Elevator or stairs?”
“She’s giving me the choice?” Dan considered carefully.
The thought of being trapped inside a small metal room, pinned to a
wall by his bosses’ massive ass and hot-boxed by her farts all the way
up, was not an appealing one. “Sh-shall we take the stairs?”
He realised before even the second floor that he’d made a huge mistake.
Ffrrrrrraaaaaaaarrrrpppppp
“Ahh! I think you made the right call here,” exclaimed
Lexi, as she fanned her putrid, eggy ass-blast into his waiting
nostrils. “The extra exercise is really helping my gas flow. Plus, I can
already feel a bit of a sweat building up. By the time we get to our
floor I’ll be positively dripping!”
Dan didn’t reply; he was too busy trying not to gag as
he sniffed at the seat of Lexi’s tight business skirt. Her position a
few stairs ahead of him placed his head perfectly level with her butt,
so neither of them needed to adjust to allow her to face-fart him.
Although she seemed to like stopping every few steps anyway and bending
slightly just to feel him walk accidentally straight into her ass.
“At least the elevator would have been over quickly,”
he thought unhappily as she did it again, and he collided with her
cushiony cheeks just in time for a wet-sounding rip.
“Phew! That one was raunchy.” Chuckled Lexi. “Come on, Dan, keep up. Only seven more floors to go!”
By the time they reached their floor, Lexi was leaking
more gas than a faulty sewer line while Dan was struggling just to
breathe, having inhaled more methane than oxygen on the climb. He
staggered woozily after his boss, following her through the entrance
doors and past the reception desk. He expected her to lead him into her
personal office, but to his surprise they walked right past it.
“Just in here.” Lexi motioned him into the conference
room, occupied as usual by a long table and scattering of chairs. What
was unusual, however, was the large delivery box stood beside the door.
He stared at it uneasily.
“This is… the special project..?” He asked.
Lexi beamed at him. “I ordered it just last night!
Asked them to bring it up to this room specifically. I’ve had you come
in early to help me set it up, because I’m expecting there’ll be some
assembly required.”
“Right…” He glanced back toward it. For such an ordinary cardboard box, it felt strangely ominous. “But… what is it?”
“I think that will become apparent fairly quickly.” She smiled cryptically. “Shall we get started?”
Lexi was half-right; it took only a few minutes into
construction to realise what they were putting together, was a black
leather office chair. Yet the longer they worked, the more unusual it
started to appear. He had never seen a chair with such a wide base
before, or with such thick cushioning. There was a huge amount of space
beneath the seat – so much, in fact, you could probably fit an entire
person down there!
“Oh, no…”
“Phew!” Said Lexi, wiping sweat off her forehead after
nearly an hour of intense effort. “Great work, Dan. I’d say we’re just
about finished! So, what do you think? Looks comfortable, right?”
“Lexi…” Dan swallowed. “Is this… am I going to be under there..?”
“Nothing gets past you.” His boss grinned. “This is a
very special chair, you see. The area underneath is sound-proofed and
vacuum-sealed, so not a trace of sound or stink will be able to escape.
And the seat itself is heavily cushioned, except for this thin spot
here” – she tapped the middle of the seat – “where your nose and mouth
are going to go. So don’t worry, the smell won’t be reduced in the
slightest!”
“But – but why here? Why in the conference room?” He asked.
“Well, I’ve always like the idea of using you in front
of others. But I needed a way that guaranteed you wouldn’t be seen, or
we’d both end up hauled in front of HR. And now I have it! The next time
we’re having some boring meeting, while everyone else drones on about
sales and expenditure reports and next quarter’s financial projections,
you’ll be right beneath me… perfectly silent, completely invisible,
sucking up all my nasty gas. And no-one above will have any idea.” She
shivered. “Mmm… I can’t wait to try it out.”
Dan certainly could. “That… that sounds, um…”
“And, look at the time! You’ve been such a helpful
little handyman we still have another thirty minutes before work
starts.” She patted his head condescendingly. “You know, between our
stair climb earlier and the effort of putting this chair together, I’ve
really worked up a sweat. Seriously, I’m soaking wet!” She lifted an
arm, revealing a large dark stain spreading below her pit. “Tell you
what, Dan. If we head through to my office, would you be a real team
player and help me clean up a bit… downstairs?”
“You – you want me to – ” Dan turned pale. He knew
exactly what she meant by “clean.” “I really don’t, um… I think that
might be a bit too – ”
“You’d really be helping me out,” she insisted. “My ass
is just so slimy and gross right now! What do you say? My number one
subordinate isn’t gonna let me down, right?”
Dan’s mouth opened and closed, but no words came out.
“This is too far. This is way too far! She never asks me to do more than
sniff her farts and kiss her ass! Why – why does she suddenly want me
to – ” He suppressed the sudden urge to gag. He could say no, of course…
and yet… he could hear a little voice inside, urging him to take the
easy path. Resistance was so stressful, while submission came to him so
naturally; just avoid the confrontation, keep Lexi happy.
“Fuck it,” he sighed internally, as he nodded his
assent and watched his boss clap her hands excitedly. “It’s just one
more day, right? No matter what unpleasantness she has planned, I’ll
endure it. I can make it through… as long as it’s just one more day.”
*
Lexi pulled her panties down slowly, savouring the
moment. The air on her naked ass was cool and refreshing. She pulled her
cheeks apart with a soft scchlllppp, and felt beads of sweat trickle
gently down her crack. “This is going to be fucking amazing.” She bit
her lip. Then she sat down hard on her assistant’s face.
“Ahhh,” she sighed, feeling his nose slide deep into
her ass and brush against her anus, damp and sticky with perspiration.
She hadn’t been kidding about the sweat – her rear was so drenched, the
term “swamp-ass” didn’t do it justice. Her crack was a marsh, a dank,
putrid bog, an entire wetland of earthy stink.
“Now then, Dan.” Lexi cleared her throat, struggling to
maintain a professional tone. “As I’m sure you can see, it’s a bit of a
mess down there! But there’s no rush, okay? Just take your time,
breathe nice and deep, and whenever you’re ready… dig right in.”
There was a long pause. For a moment Lexi wondered if
he might refuse, if he might have changed his mind now he’d actually had
a whiff of her filthy behind. But then she heard it.
“...yes, Lexi.”
And he began to lick.
“Ohhh, yes,” Lexi let out an involuntary moan. She felt
Dan’s tongue, hot and soft and wet, press against the side of her left
cheek as he dragged it gently up her crack, and the warmth of his breath
on her butt-hole. It seemed to take a second for the taste to hit,
because he stopped suddenly and there was an audible retch – but then he
swallowed, and went back in for another lap.
“That’s good, Dan. Good boy.” Lexi whispered. Then she
felt her stomach gurgle. “I could warn him,” she thought to herself.
“...then again… his mouth is already open…”
Ssssspppprrrraaaattttttttt
The fart was a powerful one, heavy and moist; she felt
her anus sputter as it sprayed bitter sweat and ass-juice in all
directions, and knew plenty had to have coated the inside of Dan’s
mouth.
“Uuurrrk!” He choked. The sound was slightly wet, as
though he were actually gargling her waste. Lexi shivered with pleasure
at the disgust she knew she was causing him.
And yet, he didn’t stop. After just a moment of pitiful
gagging noise, he went right back to his task – this time sweeping his
tongue directly across her greasy, sweat-stained sphincter.
“Oh, my god!” Lexi moaned. The feeling was
indescribable. The delicate, soothing sensation, and Dan’s revulsion,
his tender attention to her lowest of places, and the overwhelming
superiority… it was ecstasy. She reached a hand between her legs and
stroked herself, closing her eyes as she gave herself over to pure
pleasure. “Yes… yes…”
“...no.”
Lexi sighed. With tremendous effort, she restrained
herself, pulling her hand away. “Not yet. God, it feels so good… but I
have to wait. Just a few more hours. I have to see today through.” She
sunk back into her chair, enjoying Dan’s lapping at her ass but not
acting on it. She farted again, a shorter, dryer blast. This time he
swallowed it almost whole, and there was barely any pause before he
returned to his task, slurping the aftermath off the sides of her crack.
“Such a good boy,” she muttered, more to herself than
him. “It almost makes me feel bad, knowingwhat I’m going to do to you
today.” Once her plan was complete, Dan’s life would be ruined forever.
“Such a shame it had to come to this.”
Lexi felt suddenly conflicted. Dan had been her
diligent, hard-working assistant for a full year now. He was an
excellent employee, an even better fart-sniffer, and she genuinely did
care for him. She didn’t really want to destroy him, not unless she had
to.
She decided to give him one last chance.
“Ahem. That’s enough, Dan. Thank you.” She stood
abruptly and pulled Dan to his feet, directing him to take a seat on the
other side of her desk. “There’s something I’d like to discuss with
you.”
“Y-yes?” He jumped up gratefully, wiping her sweat from
the corners ofhis mouth as he sat down opposite her. She smirked to see
him grimace as he swallowed, the taste of her ass still clearly
imprinted on his tongue.
“It’s about your contract.” A sudden look of dismay
crossed Dan’s face, but Lexi went on, pretending not to see it. “I’m not
sure if you remember, but when you first signed on as my assistant you
had a minimum term of one year. We’re actually coming up to the end of
it.”
“Oh… really…”
“So, I was thinking,” Lexi reached into her drawer and
pulled out a small stack of papers. “Why don’t we just set you up for
another year right now? I’ve got your renewal contract here; it’s
largely the same stuff, although I’ve thrown in a pay rise for being
such an excellent assistant.” She winked. “There’s no actual need to
sign right away, of course. It’s not officially required until Monday.
But I figured, why wait? Let’s get it out of the way now, right?”
Dan gulped.
“Here.” Lexi slid the papers over toward him, tapping
her finely manicured nails on the line at the bottom that awaited his
signature. This was it. The pivotal moment that would determine both
their futures. She stared hard into her subordinates eyes, waiting
patiently for him to decide his fate. “Last chance, Dan.”
“Actually, Lexi, um…” Dan swallowed. “Do you think…
would I be okay to take this home? So I can read through it over the
weekend... and then we can sort it out on Monday?”
“And there it went.” Lexi sat back in her chair,
gifting him her sweetest smile. “Of course, Dan, that’s absolutely fine.
You take all the time you need! No rush.” She turned to switch on her
computer, acting like nothing was out of the ordinary. “Now, it’s almost
9:00. Time for our actual work to start! Why don’t you head to the
bathroom and clean up a bit? No offence, but your breath is a little
smelly.”
“R-right!” Dan gave an awkward laugh. He sounded
relieved, clearly believing he’d gotten away with his ruse. “You’re
right, Lexi, I’ll go and do that now. I, um… thanks.”
Lexi smiled at him until he turned away, leaving her
office and shutting the door behind him. Once more, she found herself
alone.
“Shame,” she muttered softly. “I really hoped he’d stay loyal.”
Dan’s fate was now sealed. She had offered him mercy,
and still he had chosen to abandon her. But in spite of his betrayal,
she felt suddenly very calm. Relaxed. Resolved. Because the path forward
was clear, and she could follow it without guilt.
“I’m sorry, Dan. But you’ve brought this upon
yourself.” She said as she began drafting an e-mail, and booked the
conference room for the rest of the day. There was no turning back. The
first step of her master plan had officially begun.
“You came into work this morning as my assistant. But by the time you leave… I’ll have made you my slave.”
