You slowly open your eyes and all you see is darkness, a powerful, rancid smell in the air. Soon you remember, you're in your Grandpa's ass again. You shudder and gag at the stink, struggling against the manly stink...the masculine stink. Tears begin to form in your eyes.
Why? Why must you be forced to smell the ass of a man, especially the ass of a man like your Grandpa. The worst bully, your first bully. You hold back your tears. You went to sleep too the voice of him gloating as he passed gas on you all night, arrogantly reminding you of the way things are.
He loves making you feel powerless. The man expresses his sexism at every turn. He loves doing disgusting things like this to you and all women, and all the meek gay boys he comes across, but even the latter gets more respect from him then you. He may act superior to them, farting on them, flexing his muscles around them to inflate his own who, but he'll hold a door open for them. He'll belittle them, but he won't criticize them unfairly. You even knew one gay teenager that lived in the neighborhood that enjoyed it. He enjoyed the belittlement and disgusting jokes. Your grandpa one day found out he enjoyed it, and was happy about it. Both he and sometimes your father and uncle would dominate him even more after that, and the young teenage boy still goes along with it happily to this day, even going out of his way to serve them.
It takes a break off of you, but you're still the main target. You don't know why your grandpa is like this, unable to fully understand since you're a woman. Maybe he was always like this, maybe he's just another product of his environment.
You wish he could show you a bit more respect. But why would he? You're a woman. In his eyes your nothing but a slave to use as he sees fit. In fact, recently, he's begun to meet up with his buddies, who're just like him, and has had them dominate you as well, and you go along with it because what choice so you have?
You get blasted by a strong, disgusting gust of wind. Vince farted and is waking up. He yawns and says just one word to you. "Lick." You start licking obediently, cringing deeply at the filthy taste of his ass while he farts some more. Vince smirks and decides to...   indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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