Îndură-mi biciul pentru a-mi adulmeca pârțurile

Trying this new regimen on my slave proves to be hilarious yet frustrating. He is just so weak. He is in tears from my slapping his face before I even lay the whip on him at all, and is almost instantly squirming for mercy. I am so much bigger than him and my presence is intimidating as he shrinks into the corner of the wall and cowers as I lash him. When I'm satisfied, I allow him one fart to sniff before its back to the whipping. I continue this process twice more, but I give him more farts each time. He is learning to concentrate solely on inhaling the gas instead of being distracted by sexual arousal. After my third round of whipping, I spread my ass to give him one last fart that turns out to make a big mess on his face. Oops!! It looks like I really have to go. I make the slave carry me like a little pony to the toilet with the mess all over his face. It's feeding time!