This choice: Continues the fart torture with some new surprises • Go Back...Chapter #6Continues the fart torture with some new surprises by: rockysavannah   {Originally written by Dudebroman  on Princess Fiona Interactive/Torture}
Fiona releases your tongue from her anus, then pries your mouth open, looks inside, and takes a whiff. Before you can react, she pulls you in for an unexpected french kiss. Her tongue, saliva, and breath are a new form of awful, but after going through fart hell, it's almost pleasant. Almost. Stepping back, she chuckles. "I love taking in my work, and that was a pretty good batch I brewed there. By the way, you should look at your tongue." You stick your tongue, trying to not gag on the residual smell of farts and ogress breath. To your horror, it's green. She was apparently serious about that part.
"Well, a deal's a deal, so your mouth's off the hook for a while. Looks like your nose is up for the asshole treatment now." You gasp and lament the situation you put yourself in. She said upfront that most ogres can't handle her stink. Did you really think this would be a good time? You try to run again, but don't get any farther than last time. In one fluid motion, she grabs you by your collar, lifts you through the air, plants you in front of her still bare ass, and shoves your nose up there. Even before she farted, it somehow smelled worse than it tasted. Once the gas came, you might as well have died. Again, there wasn't much sound. There was simply a faint his as her gas went straight from her intestines into your nostrils. Not even a little bit of air got to dilute it. This time she couldn't keep you conscious, and you lasted all of thirty seconds.
When you came to Fiona was laying on top of you, face to face. "I guess that went about as well as expected, you slaves are all so fragile. Oh well, I guess this means you'll have to play with the front end for a while now. I assure you, it's not any less nasty than the back. She leans down to give you a small kiss, and then launches into an incredibly loud, wet burp. It's a different smell from her farts, more sweet and sickly. You want to throw up, but Fiona gives you an evil look. "I bet I know what's going through your head right now, and if you vomit on me, I vomit on you. You better hold out, slave." All you can do is try not to barf as she repeatedly burps in your face, putting her mouth over your nose to ensure that you get it particularly focused. After a bit of this, she leans back and begins to make a hocking sound. To your horror, her mouth is filling with phlegm, and she spits a massive loogie onto your face. It's huge enough to where she has to scrape some of it away so you don't suffocate. Laughing, she hawks a few more. You try to hold out, but one gets in your mouth, and that's the breaking point. Unable to stop it, you throw up. You tilt your head so it doesn't go all over Fiona, but she takes a look at it and slowly turns back to you.
"You went and did it. I guess you are into the nasty stuff after all, slave." You beg for mercy, but she doesn't seem to care. Amidst your pleas, she rolls her eyes into the back of her head and begins to tilt her head up. Next thing you know, *HHHHHHHHHUUUUUUURRRRRRRRRLLLLLLLLLLLGG* Fiona releases a torrent of vomit straight at your face, you try to not breathe, but after 15 seconds she shows no sign of letting up and you're forced to. This could be viewed as the evilest form of waterboarding to ever happen. The smell and taste of what was hitting you was indescribable. After a solid minute she stops, admiring the new home she'd given to the contents of her stomach. "I guess that means I need a second lunch now. It's not like you're going anywhere, slave." Without even bothering to pull you out of the small vomit lake she made, Fiona ties you up and goes off to get more food. At this point...  indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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