By: SuperBeak
Dark, mysterious and eerie. The only words befitting of a dense and foggy forest, a forest where the nights practically stood still… Not a peep from the animals nor a noise from the wood, apart from the occasional call of the owl. The only noise of any real notice was the wind, howling through the wood and rustling through the bushes, the plantlife a mystical symphony of instruments, all tuned to play a mystifying tune that would make even the bravest of knights quiver in their armor.
But it seemed that tonight wasn’t to be like any other…
No…
Tonight, there was an odd tinge or whisper in the wind…
An ever so exhausted and exasperated exhale…
It was coming from a young girl, running through the forests and dashing through the leaves. Running as if her life depended on it, not that it didn’t of course…
It was a princess, though not of any normal, lovely little fantasy kingdom…
She was a succubus, of a particular nobility set to rule all of the dark lands… A dimension of sorts, one that was known to many as Hell… Though it was far from the burning pits down below yonder.
Resia was her name. Tall, seductive and beautiful, her form was especially befitting of a succubus. She had long, vibrant violet hair, and a pair of black wings that spread wide. She was well-endowed, with a large pair of breasts adorning her chest and a rear behind her that behaved as the perfect counterweight. She was also smart, calm, and patient… but like any young noble, her confidence would sometimes get the best of her.
Tonight was a clear example…
As she would often do, Resia snuck out of her family’s mansion during the earlier hours of the night, hoping to test her newly learned skills and abilities on… unsuspecting creatures of the night… And unfortunately for her, the creature she’d come across tonight happened to be far stronger than she’d initially judged… In fact, it’d taken most of her strength just to distract the beast long enough for her to get away, lest she wanted to become food for said creature’s spawn come morning.
Though, no pun intended, she was far from out of the woods yet…
In fact, in her haste, she’d wandered even deeper…
Past her own family’s territory and into anothers…
And unfortunately, her trespass didn’t go unnoticed… and Resia was far too preoccupied to watch out for yet another predator hunting her down, though this one was far more subtle, hiding in the shadows and lying in wait… biding its time for the perfect opportunity…
Which soon came, as the frightened and exhausted stopped to take a breather… it closed in on her… and soon everything went dark for the poor, frightened girl.
Though it wouldn’t be too long before she awoke…
And luckily… she wasn’t in the belly of a beast, but instead… in an… unfamiliar manor… Her vision dazed and blurry, she couldn’t quite make out the finer details… but she knew it from memory that she was nowhere near home… The walls were a shade of violet, a deep, rich color… presumably a shade of dark amethyst… There were some kind of engravings in the wood, some fine detailed trim evident of the owner’s influence and societal status… yet they remained unfamilar…
It wasn’t until her vision began to clear, as her eyes finally settled into their new light… that she realized… not where she was… but who she was with… or rather… in the captivity of.
“Sleep well, princess~?” A voice called out in a tone that was all too ear-irritatingly smug… yet terribly familiar.
“It’s Carmine… fuck…” Resia thought to herself, bracing slightly as she looked ahead.
The flowing white hair, kept in two large pigtails, the two black horns… Her bright, crimson eyes with that same overjoyed, sadistic stare. That horribly mischievous, red-lipped grin with fangs showing ever so blatant and brightly… That overconfident and overbearing feeling of being looked down upon…
It was definitely Carmine.
“What… what is the meaning of this?!” Resia snapped, puffing out her wings and her chest… despite finding her arms and ankles tightly bound behind her, “Did you kidnap me?! Do you have any idea what kind of incident this will cause!?”
Carmine only smiled wider, slowly getting up from her throne… tossing away a chalice that had run dry moments before.
“Resia, Resia, Resia~” Carmine chuckled, stepping closer ever so slowly, soon circling the succubus hungrily, “It is not my intention to cause an incident, I assure you~” She giggled, reaching slowly, taking the heart shaped tip of Resia’s tail into her hand… sending a shiver up the succubus’ spine.
“Hey!” Resia snapped again, her tail snapping away from Carmine’s palm. “You know… not to touch a succubus’ tail…” She proclaimed, blushing profusely…
“Mmm~ my apologies~ It seems that I’ve forgotten how sensitive succubus tails can be~”
“So why am I here?!”
“Ooh~ Down to business, are we~?” Carmine continued to giggle, taking slower and slower steps around Resia, “You see, princess… I found you passed out in the woods, just a little beyond my walls~ A tad unbefitting of royalty such as yourself… or am I mistaken?”
Resia blushed harder…
“That’s… that’s none of your concern…” She huffed, puffing out her chest with her head turning to the side, refusing to look at her Vampiric captor.
“Oh~? It isn’t? I suppose you’re right, the royal princess sneaking out shouldn’t be of my concern~ Perhaps I should contact your family, and see to it tha–”
“N-no!” Resia interrupted, her eyes darting away, “I-I… I don’t want them to find out about this…”
“Oh? Don’t wish for them to find out about what? Sneaking out? The trespassing on another noble’s territory? Or the fact that you’d been bested by a wild beast?” Carmine laughed, gauging Resia’s reaction to the information put before her.
“How did you… Ugh… fine… what do you want?”
“Oh~? What do I want? Aren’t you a clever one~” Carmine giggled again, cupping Resia’s chin, looking down as she forced Resia’s gaze upward, their eyes meeting quickly… Carmine smiled wider, not that her smile had ever drooped… reaching down with her other hand, she began to play with Resia’s hair… before finding one of her horns… touching them gently, much to Resia’s discomfort.
Carmine stayed silent for a moment, acting as if she was pondering what she wanted, though she was really just enjoying Resia’s uncomfortable fidgeting… Knowing that, much like their tails, a succubus’ horns were extremely sensitive to touch…
“Well… your majesty… If there’s one thing I want… Do you remember my… proposal… when we met initially?”
Looking up, it took a few seconds for Resia to remember what Carmine was on about. They’d met a few times here and there, mostly at political noble parties of some kind. Their interactions oftentimes being nothing more than a formality, as the two’s personalities quickly proved to be incompatible even at a basic friendship level.
“W-w-what?! O-Out of the question!” Resia retorts, snapping back… remembering their first ever conversation…
“Mmm… well… not forever I couldn’t… but say~ One week mayhaps~?” Carmine continued to smile, her grin growing wider still.
“No! I won’t be enslaved by the likes of you!” Resia exclaimed, shaking her head free of Carmine’s grip for a moment.
“Mmm~ Consider the position you’re in, your highness~” Carmine whispered, running the edge of her nail slowly up the base of Resia’s neck, ending with a light pinch to her chin, “Ponder it for a second… one week of servitude… and a lifetime of private shame perhaps… or… a lifetime of public shame, where everyone will know that their darling little princess was bested by a wild beast~”
“I don’t know how you succubi think… but it might just be the best deal you’re going to get~ What do you say~?”
Taking a moment to weigh the two options, rather begrudgingly, Resia found herself unable to disagree.
“Fine… fine…” Resia retorted, rolling her eyes and shaking her head in disgust, “One week…”
“But on one condition!” Resia snapped, quickly thinking of something…
“And that is?”
“No… public exposure… or anything that’s going to cause anyone else to see me…”
“Hmm~ Okay, okay~ My little slave~” Carmine teased.
“Ugh…” Resia thought, shaking her head. She was still in some level of disbelief, the realization that she’d fallen this far weighing heavily on her conscience…
Carmine snapped her fingers smugly, letting one of Resia’s hands go free…
“Shall we shake on it then~?”
Reluctantly, Resia reached out, eyeing Carmine’s hand… which practically glowed with a sadistic, ominous glow, highlighting her ulterior motive… but without any other options before her, Resia was forced to take Carmine’s hand for the first time…
In an instant… everything went white…
When she came to… things were… different… Resia felt powerless and weakened, and there was a sinking feeling of dread lingering in her stomach, alongside a heavy oppressive aura perched on her shoulders….
She knew what it was almost immediately, it was a binding magic of sorts… one that would keep her under her “mistress’” control for exactly one week, starting now…
Resia’s mind wondered what kind of depraved, awful things that Carmine might make her do… but her mind never wandered in this particular direction.
In front of her sat Carmine’s… ass, mere inches away and right in her face… with little separating Resia’s face from getting intimate with the most intimate of the vampire’s bodily areas. As well as apart from a pair of lacy, white lingerie… Carmine was rather… lacking in clothing. Though this wasn’t the biggest shock of them all. The two were crammed quite cozily into Carmine’s coffin, something that most vampires chose to sleep in for whatever reason… and she had gotten the ass end of the deal, literally.
“Mmm~ You like having my beautiful, big butt in front of you~?” Carmine teased, wiggling her ass even closer, “I bet you like this… having your face just oh so near this cute posterior of mine~”
“H-huh?!” Resia thought, not speaking but jerking her head back in confusion.
Carmine only giggled, feeling Resia’s shock.
“Now, now… I would say don’t be afraid but… in your case… I would be~” Carmine chuckled, barely able to contain both her glee and laughter, “You see, I get quite gassy during the night… actually, I get quite gassy in general… so, my dear princess, that’ll be your job for the night~”
“I… I won’t…” Resia growled, resisting slightly.
“Mmm~ I suppose you still don’t understand how this works~” Carmine giggled putting on a rather fake, playful but irritated tone, rather enjoying how much Resia wanted to struggle…
“If I want you to sniff, you sniff… and you’re going to sniff up all my farts tonight~”
With that command, suddenly Resia felt very, very compelled to push her head forward… nearing the panty-clad asscrack of her captor… but she was a fighter. Her willpower pushed to the max, she attempted to restrain herself, to keep her face from plunging into Carmin’s depths…
And she managed this with… moderate success…
She had managed to prevent herself from diving in completely, but she still remained only a breath away… in a literal sense. With her nose so close, she could smell Carmine’s musky, slightly sweaty posterior. It wasn’t an overly pungent experience, luckily it appeared that Carmine kept up with her own hygiene quite well… though that wasn’t going to ease neither Resia’s humiliation nor fear… especially since Carmine had openly admitted to being “gassy.”
“Psssssssssssspht…”
The first of many…
It was a silent, pungent fart… of which Resia didn’t hear, but she definitely felt… and smelt… as the air rushed past her face and engulfed her nose… her body sniffed involuntarily…
“SNFFFF….SNFFFFFFFF….MMMGH! GLHK..!” Resia huffed, nearly choking as the thick stench made its way through her nose and into her lungs, coating the very lining of her lungs…
It was a thick and cheesy smell, one that while not overly pungent had some serious lingering time. Though Resia couldn’t tell whether that was a property of the gas itself or the fact that they were practically cocooned together… And this smell was going to be something she would suffer alone, Carmine having drifted off into dreamland without so much as a “Goodnight.” Instead, she’d just given Resia the command to sniff and subsequently snoozed immediately.
“Ugh…urghh… this is so nasty…” Resia winced, cringing heavily as she felt another warm rush of air pass over her, entering her nose and continuing to engulf the coffin’s interior.
“Psssssshhhprrrrrrhhhppppt…”
“Pssshhhppppt…”
“Pssrrrppphhhhfffprrrrrt.”
“Mmmnnghhhhh… glkgkgk.. Glkg…” Resia gagged softly, still unable to do anything other than sniff… though there was something else dawning on her, her ability to resist was… fading…
As the inside of the coffin warmed up, more and more of Carmine’s gas managed to slip by Resia’s nose and fill up their enclosed space… Resia’s willpower faded… with her head starting to falter closer and closer towards the vampire’s ass…
But she held strong… for now…
A few more silent, nose melting farts came and lingered… the smell perfectly sealed within…
“Pssshhrrrrrrrrphhhrrrrrrrpppt!”
Each one being a little more violent… and a little more pungent than the last, some even starting to have a little bit of noise to them.
“Pshhhrrpffrrrroorrrrrpptttt….!”
“PRRRRORRRRRPTTT!”
And then with one… faithful… massive eruption, the last of Resia’s capability to resist gave way… and she plunged face first into Carmine’s panty-clad crack… Which still reeked fresh from her last… horrid outburst…
And if she thought that being a few inches away was bad enough, Resia was in complete shellshock at just how much worse it was up close and very, very personal…
“PRRRFFFFFFFFFPPPPLLPLPT!”
“PPFFRRRPLPPLORTP!”
And unfortunately for Resia, things would soon take an even larger turn for the worst… as Carmine moved in her sleep a little… At first, it was nothing more than the occasional stretching of a leg or an arm… maybe a shift to the left or right for a moment, but eventually it culminated in Carmine shoving her butt back, scooching rearwards in the coffin…
“HH-hmph!?” Resia gasped as she found herself not just face first in Carmine’s butt… but completely wedged in between, with her face engulfed in her cheeks… and her nose brushing right up against the vampire’s pantyclad asshole…
She tried to groan and complain, attempting to get Carmine’s attention and at the very least garner a bit of breathing room, that way she wasn’t just huffing the vampire girl’s farts directly from her asshole… though she wasn’t going to get any kind of break… Carmine was fast asleep, completely undisturbed by her own smell and the succubus’ struggling…
“PHHRRRRRPLPLPLPLPT!”
“PRRRRORRRRBBBBPLPLPT!”
“PRRBT!”
It had the same smell… over and over again, the only difference being just how intense it got as the air content within the coffin became more and more concentrated with the vampire’s gas…
Resia could feel herself struggling to breathe… as her lungs struggled against the brutal, humid and fetid air to gather what little oxygen there was within…
Soon, she could do nothing but succumb to the smell… and mercifully, she started to feel the consciousness slip away from her… and she passed out into a deep, gas induced slumber…
And as the morning light, a deep, grey overcast spreading itself across Hell’s sky, illuminated the lands, it brought along with it not a shred of mercy for the poor, tortured nose of the succubus princess. Who was awakened quite rudely by a sudden pain, lashing across her face and jolting her into life.
“Wakey, wakey, little princess~!” Carmine said sternly.
Despite the stern undertone, Carmine’s voice maintained that slightly pretentious, almost “better than you” confidence… but it was clear that something had set her off, annoying her in a way that Resia hadn’t seen before… not that she could really process that at the moment.
“Ourgh… huh?” Resia groaned, blinking rapidly as she tried to adjust to the quick onset of light… “W-what is it…?” She said in her half asleep stupor… only to feel a tightness wrap around her neck, pulling her forward.
“H-Hu-AHH!” She yelped, suddenly being pulled face first into Carmine’s ass.
“Mmm… I said to sniff up my farts, didn’t I?” Carmine stated, pulling Resia even tighter in, her grip straining on the leash she’d fitted the girl with. “And what do I smell in the morning? As I woke up?”
“Mmmphhh…” Resia groaned, struggling to breath as her face was engulfed in flesh, with the strong smell of Carmine’s lingering farts and ever so heavy morning musk emanating from between her cheeks.
“Mm~ Oh! That’s right! This…”
Carmine yanked on the leash hard, forcing Resia to yelp as her head was yanked forward again. Her mouth becoming forced open around Carmine’s asshole…
“A-Ah! MMMPH!”
“PHHRRRRRRRRPPPT!”
“MMMPHHHHHGGGHH! GLKHLK!” Resia gagged, her cheeks rapidly inflating at the rush of intense morning gas that just flooded her mouth.
“Oh? What’s the matter? That didn’t taste good?” Carmine teased, maintaining her grip.
“PORRRRRRPPPPLPLPLPLTPLP!”
“HMMnnngghhngh! Glkg….glkgh…” Resia moaned into Carmine’s ass, gagging softly.
“Hmm~ So that didn’t taste good?” Carmine giggled, just barely loosening up on Resia’s leash, before gripping tightly again. “Answer me, slave…”
“M-mmo…” Resia responded, her voice muffled, struggling to breathe through the remnants of Carmine’s latest batch of… expulsions…
“Hmph… good, would you rather sniff them or eat them?”
“Auhhh wou–”
“PFFRRRPT!”
“GLHKH!” Resia choked, Carmine’s fart causing her own words to get stuck in her throat as the short but pungent eruption cut her off completely.
“That was rhetorical, by the way.” Carmine giggled, releasing Resia’s leash…
Resia immediately slumped backwards, her own body going into a fit of coughing and gagging as her lungs scrambled to suck in any kind of fresh air… though all the air in both the room and surrounding hallways was mildly contaminated. But nevertheless, it was better than taking it directly down the throat…
But there would still be little rest for her, as Carmine softly tugged at the least again.
“Now come on, slave. We’ve got a busy day ahead of us.”
Getting dragged along, it wouldn’t take Resia all that long to figure out what her next few days… or rather… week, was going to consist of. She’d been granted hand and kneepads, accepting them gratefully although unceremoniously… and she was now reduced to crawling around behind Carmine on nothing but her hands and knees… being pulled along by the pull of a leash and collar as Carmine went around her daily business. Luckily enough, Carmine was fairly self-sufficient and lived alone, not really having any maids or other castle staff walking around to spot this… absolutely debauched scene. A young succubus princess, crawling around in her own underwear being led on, at the beck and call of an equally young vampire girl, who was also walking around in nothing but her undergarments, at least for the time being…
And her job?
Huffing any kind of expulsion that came out of Carmine’s ass, only this time the embarrassment was multiplied.
Even if there was no one to watch them, Resia’s cheeks would flush red with shame as they walked. Every single time that Carmine had to “let one out” as she’d say, she’d stop in her tracks and push out her butt slightly, tugging on the collar to let Resia know to get into position.
That position? She’d go knees to the floor and sit up, willingly wedging her face into Carmine’s ass as she heard the vampire’s guts growl before–
“PHRRRRRPLPLPLT!
“BRRRRORRRRRPT!”
“GLHKRCKKKK….GLG…. Bwuah… gug… SNFFFFF….SNFFFF….SMNNFFFF… GLGHKLGHK!”
“Come on, sniff harder…” Carmine commanded…
“PHRRRPT!”
“BBLRRRPLPLPLPT!”
Resia obeyed, sniffing harder… straining her own nostrils, filling her own lungs begrudgingly but willingly, lest she wanted to face the wrath of Carmine’s ever looming threat of being connected to her asshole via… a tube or mask of some sort.
No matter how bad her gas was now, Resia shuddered at just the thought of being forced to ingest what she was smelling only pure and completely and directly connected to the source…
She would rather suffer like this ten times over than experience… that…
So she sniffed… and sniffed…
Even in the various positions and various… predicaments… that Carmine put her through…
It was as if her gas never ended…
Everywhere they went, no matter what they were doing… Carmine would always end up tugging Resia underneath her… sit, then fart directly in her face, forcing all her gas up the poor succubus’ nose and filling her lungs over and over again. It didn’t matter where.
From walking in the halls, to watering plants, to dusting furniture… there was constant gas.
“PHHRRRRPLPLPT!”
“BRRORPT!”
And it didn’t even end when Carmine decided to sit down either.
Instead of using a couch, a lounge chair, or any kind of sitting apparatus… Carmine just used Resia…
It was… cripplingly humiliating…
“Sit!” Carmine would command, making Resia get down on her knees, face pointing straight upwards, hands pulled up to help take the weight… and then Carmine would take her place upon her succubus throne, sitting directly on Resia’s face…
It was then that the smell… would inherently worsen… exponentially…
Not only was Resia face first in Carmine’s ass as usual, but with the added job of taking Carmine’s full weight, her nose was fully wedged into Carmine’s ass… In fact, many times it felt as if her nose was directly shoved into the vampire’s asshole, with only a thin veneer of fabric protecting her nostrils from taking the purest form of Carmine’s musk…
“Urrrghhh…” Resia groaned to herself, trying to think about anything other than Carmine’s ass planted on her face… “How long has it been…?” She thought, hoping that time was progressing fast… but of course, time had hardly progressed at all… with only a mere two to three hours passing in her current time as her servitude continued.
And this was the cycle all day…
Huff Carmine’s farts… over and over again…
It even extended to when Carmine was… actively eating… Though luckily this time Carmine wouldn’t use her as a chair, sparing her neck and back from the strain… but she’d be positioned just behind, her nose deeply wedged in the vampire’s ass crack as she sat there at a table, munching away at meal that had been prepared and subsequently left there for her to eat at her leisure.
“PPLPLPLPLPLRRRRPLPLPLPT!”
“Oops~ That was a wet one… sorry~” Carmine giggled, taking in another spoonful of food…
“Ugh…” Resia could only groan, as she gagged softly, doing her best to muffle her own reactions as a small form of protest against her current captor.
“Glghk…glg…”
Ultimately, she failed at this… much to Carmine’s delight, as the young succubus was forced to snort the juices from said fart directly up her nose… causing her to softly wretch, bringing her to the edge of throwing up…
And so day one came and went… with the time continuing to pass at little more than a snail’s pace as Resia spent another night intimately close to and engulfed by Carmine’s ass…
But the second day of service would soon prove to be a little more challenging, as Resia would soon find out.
She’d spent another night as Carmine’s gas filter… her face planted in those cheeks, with the sweet relief of sleep only coming after she’d been gassed into unconsciousness…
“Mnnnghh…ourgh…” She groaned, whimpering into life as she felt Carmine finally push the lid off the coffin, the sudden rush of cool, fresh-ish air a sweet, much needed relief for her tortured senses.
“Good morning, slave. Sleep well?” The cocky, confident vampire giggled.
Resia only shot her a tired but angry glance. The two nights of being, in her mind, a lesser being’s fart filter had really dampened any sense of humor she could’ve had. That and the lack of any good sleep, her entire night having consisted of fart related dreams…
But nevertheless, Carmine’s sadistic smile was relentless… and today, she was smiling brighter and happier than ever before…
“Mmm~ I hope you like my butt, slave… because guess what you get to be from this morning… to more or less throughout the evening~”
“Do I get to follow you around and… huff your farts all day again?” Resia asked sarcastically, begrudgingly speaking as she glared up at Carmine.
“Well… you’re half correct at least~” Carmine laughed again, “But… unfortunately I have some visitors coming over today, nobility meetings and such and such, you know the drill~” She said cheekily, booping Resia on the nose.
“So, today… I’ll need you to be my fart filter… although in… quite a different… orientation… if you understand what I mean~”
“What? What are you on about?” Resia snapped slightly, on her knees, looking up at Carmine, her brows completely furrowed.
“Mmm~ Well, you wanted to stay hidden right?”
“Yeah…?”
“Well… if you don’t want to be seen huffing my farts… what is it that you’re going to need to do~? Hint, it involves a little magic… and maybe… sizing yourself down a tad~”
It didn’t take very long for Resia to figure out Carmine’s not-so-subtle hints… and she nearly gasped. Her eyes widening in shock, taking a step back and away from her vampire captor.
“You… you can’t be serious… you want me to… to…” She said in utter shock, completely taken aback by Carmine’s vulgar request.
But Carmine’s smile never faded… instead, it loomed over Resia, as if it in itself was enough to answer her question…
“I… but…”
Carmine approached Resia slowly, cupping her chin… her grip forcing Resia to look up at her.
“Well… if you don’t want to, it’s your decision to make… but hmm… if you’d rather let a large amount of nobles see you following me around, huffing up all of my farts and servicing me… well… be my gue–”
“Fine! Fine!” Resia snapped, yanking her chin away from Carmine’s grasp. “I’ll do it…”
“Good… good…” Carmine smiled smugly, waiting for Resia to do her thing…
And with a small flash of light, Carmine suddenly found herself looking much farther down… to see a small succubus, standing no taller than six inches or so… just beneath her.
“There… happy?” She said begrudgingly, looking up at her captor with a hint of frustration.
Though her frustration only multiplied as her small stature only exemplified Carmine’s laughter and sadistic smile.
“Very~” She teased, before lunging at the shrunken girl…
“W-wai-AH!” Resia screamed as she suddenly found herself swept up completely in Carmine’s hands, entirely powerless as the Vampire girl both inspected… and played with her new little toy.
“H-hey! Watch it!” Resia snapped, as Carmine’s hands seemed to scramble across her body. Though, if Resia was just a little bit more attentive, she’d have noticed what Carmine’s hands were doing… rather than how they felt as they roughly ran over her small body several times over…
“And there…” Carmine held her arms up… getting a good look at her new “toy” for the day.
“W-what’s the meaning of this?!” Resia yelled at the top of her lungs, straining as her body was restrained quite awkwardly. Her legs were tightly bound at her ankles… by a long red ribbon… that same ribbon twisted up and split into two halves, with each strand being tightly wound around her wrists, forming two loops and essentially forcing her body into an awkward and uncomfortable Y-shape…
“I told you~” Carmine giggled, “You’re going to be my little fart filter~ And maybe… if you didn’t understand fully… it means you’re not only going to muffle my farts all day… but… you’ll be my thong~ Doesn’t that sound fun?”
“No! No, that doesn’t sound fun!” Resia exclaimed.
“Mmm~ Well too bad~”
Rather shamelessly, Carmine slipped her own stockings down, hiking up her skirt before letting her panties fall rather unceremoniously to the ground… all too eager to get her new toy on and “settled in.” And she did this by, rather roughly, forcing her new “thong” on as hard and as fast as possible… forcing Resia’s body to conform to the shape of her taint and lower ass crack, before pulling her leggings back up, sealing in the poor succubus with all her musk…
It was an interesting but pleasurable feeling… Resia’s body was warm… warm enough to send a nice, pleasurable shiver up her spine…
“Oooh~ That feels good~ It’s like you were made to be in my ass crack~” Carmine moaned lightly.
“You should've taken up on my offer when we first met~” Carmine teased, clenching her ass cheeks before pulling up on Resia’s restraint thong even tighter, really holding her against her body… and luckily, the fabric she’d used was elastic… and she’d made the “thong” slightly too small on purpose, just to make sure Resia would be wound up tight in her crack…
And wound up tight she was…
Carmine could feel it… and it only brought her even more pleasure…
Resia’s face was very, very firmly wedged up against and almost into Carmine’s asshole… The moist, sweaty, somewhat sticky pucker reeked before… but now, being much smaller… just the smell of Carmine’s musk alone was far, far greater… the intensity of which was basically multiplied by however much smaller Resia was…
And it didn’t help that Resia could feel it pulsing slightly… the skin almost gripping her face, keeping her locked looking straight forward… she could almost peer into Carmine’s guts… a sight that she desperately did not want to see…
But rather unluckily, she was stuck there… face to face… literally, with her captor’s musky pucker… and it was taking its toll on her lungs.
Every breath she took felt weighted, the moist, damp musk of the vampire might not have been too noticeable at a normal size…
Shrunken, however… was a different story entirely.
The thickness of the air was on an entirely different level, it felt tangible, like Resia could get an entire handful of Carmine’s musk if she just grasped tightly enough… But unfortunately, she would get far more than a handful… Instead, her lungs were rapidly filling with the dense stench… the inner walls of her mouth, her throat, and her lungs were all slowly becoming plastered with a flavor and smell that was distinctly “Carmine.”
And there was little else she could do but breath…
“Ooh! My guests are about to arrive… be a good filter and sniff for me… and I’d better feel you sniffing~ Unless you’d rather I make you… lick~”
And with one last maniachal giggle, Carmine threw on her formal dress and sauntered off to the door…
All the while, Resia was squeezed by Carmine’s glutes as she walked… the warm, sticky, sweaty flesh rubbing into her with each step the vampire took… not only coating her insides in musk… but her outside as well…
Resia doubted if she’d ever smell normal… ever again…
Feeling as if a thousand showers in even the cleanest of waters wouldn’t be enough to shake this memory off her skin…
Though her judgement was true… it was far too early for her to be thinking of cleaning up at all… as the worst was still to come…
Meanwhile…
A little time had passed since Carmine had welcomed her guests in… Nobles, businessmen and women, the typical sort that a family of her nobility would have connections to… and unfortunately, it meant that sometimes, she’d have a part in hosting mixers, galleries, and meetings…
None of which really interested her…
But luckily, this time at least, she had a new toy to play with… one that was deeply wedged in her ass crack…
And so… her fun began…
It started with a low rumble…
Something that no one within ear shot could’ve noticed. Above the talking, the noise, the general sounds of camaraderie as the nobles clinked drinks and spoke of things Carmine snored at… that low rumble was only audible to one…
And it terrified that one to no end…
Resia shivered… not just hearing… but feeling that low rumble in Carmine’s body…
It wasn’t the sound of anything settling… rather… a sound in anger… a sound that Resia knew was signaling the beginning of yet another day of torment for her…
And she was right…
“PSSSSSHHHPHHHHHHPT!”
Resia nearly screamed, as a massive, long winded, silent fart ripped out of Carmine’s asshole and completely flooded her lungs… and through her body. Her body forcefully and dutifully sniffing, completely against her own will but complying as ordered….
She sniffed and sniffed… each one nearly causing her to retch loudly, though she managed to fight back that urge… not wanting to be discovered if she’d made any noise, for fear of both… being embarrassed herself… by her temporary servitude being found out or causing embarrassment for Carmine… which would surely lead to even more personal suffering…
So she sniffed… and sniffed… doing her best to absorb the pungent smell…
Not like she wasn’t somewhat expecting it at this point…
She’d sniffed hundreds of Carmine’s farts at this point, even if it had only been two days… and each one maintained that same nose melting, nose hair burning… eye-wateringly pungent exotic smell… with only minor or subtle changes depending on Carmine’s chosen diet for the day.
Resia was rather horrified that she was able to tell the difference… and today’s subtle changes in aroma? Were hints of an almost… classier… aged type smell… with hints of cheeses and… assorted meats… and an almost… woody or earthy underlying scent…
This was no doubt due to Carmine’s recent diet… as with any family gathering, whether it be nobles or otherwise, there were plenty of hors d'oeuvres floating around… anything from cubed cheeses, small cuts of meat, or even cheese and meat combined on little circles of a particular flat bread… as well as plenty of aged wine and champagne to go around…
None of which agreed with each other… at least in Carmine’s gut…
Which spelled even more hell out for the poor succubus thong…
“PFFFFT!”
“SSHHHPPPPFFFFPT!”
“PFT!”
As every step Carmine took seemed to shake some more gas out of her gut, mostly little puffs here and there…
All of which felt massive to Resia…
Though occasionally… there would be a silent, long winded galestorm of a fart… one that would rip through Resia’s nose, throat, and lungs like a tornado… The shrunken girl could’ve sworn that she could feel her stomach bloat and contract everytime… as the wind passed through her, dropping off whatever particles of stench it carried before being “expelled” through her…
“PHRRRPT!”
“SHSPHHHHHHHHPT!”
“SHPPT!”
“PFFFT!”
It was like an endless flow…
One after another ripping out of… and subsequently through…
Like Carmine was, rather unsuccessfully, trying to blow her up like a balloon…
And this onslaught continued…
And continued…
Resia received little more than maybe a second or two break… before getting completely blasted over and over again…
All the while Carmine paid little mind to her succubus slave…
She wanted to give her more attention but… unfortunately, her attention kept getting pulled elsewhere…
“SSSHHHPPPPPPRRRRLPLPRSPLOPRT!”
And it wasn’t until a particularly bad one… where more than gas was sent flying into and through Resia’s body… that the room had gone from Carmine diverting all of her attention… to everyone’s attention diverting to her…
Not because they’d heard Carmine shart but… rather the somewhat obvious coughing and gagging
“MGGMMGGGHLGKHGH!” Resia screamed, though muffled… as her mouth had quickly filled with…
A sticky… slimy… gritty… goo…
And it wasn’t just her mouth, no…
Her stomach, her throat… her mouth…
Every gap that had an opening, barring her lungs, was quickly filled with the gritty sludge…
And Resia gagged… and gagged… and gagged uncontrollably, squirming and wriggling, writhing in agony as the gritty slime’s flavor was far more intense than Resia had ever experienced…
This deal had gone south… fast… and was taken to a far bigger extreme than Resia could’ve imagined… and despite her mind trying to calm herself down, her thoughts and brain being the voice of reason, her body wanted out…
Carmine meanwhile, began to flush a bright strawberry red, her cheeks glowing brightly compared to her pale skin…
“Erm… pardon me for just a moment…” She said, putting on an all too fake smile, doing her utmost best to remain polite…
Before running off… quickly brushing past countless onlookers before she reached a much more private corridor… It was there that her polite smile… as well as her sadistic smile… finally faded, for the first time since she’d gotten her hands on the poor little succubus residing within her panties…
She was absolutely livid, her cheeks burning in anger and embarrassment.
“What the fuck was that?!” She stammered angrily, hiking up her panties as she walked, nearly forcing Resia’s head to completely enter her asshole. “Does coughing and gagging sound like something that should be coming from a lady such as myself? I don’t even think you muffled much of that last one, didn’t you?!”
“Do you even know how embarrassing that was?!”
“Everyone looked at me… Everyone!”
It was then that Carmine started to feel her gut rumble loudly, the mix of exotic cheeses and wines now really coming into a spot of bother for her stomach… She leaned over, gripping the wall for support…
“Well… It’s fine… because I know just how to punish you~ My little slave~” She muttered softly, calming down a little too quickly to be settling… not that Resia could’ve really noticed.
“Oh this is going to be perfect… but… perhaps it’d be best you shouldn’t be awake for this~”
Resia was still dazed, coughing and recovering her breath after… rather reluctantly… swallowing down the sludge that had filled her throat…
“Nothing to say…? Good, this makes this easier~”
Suddenly, the shrunken succubus found her head being shoved completely face deep in the Vampire’s asshole… leaving no space at all for any of Carmine’s gas to escape…
“Mmmnngh…” Resia groaned, still barely able to grasp what was happening to her…
“Oh~? Hehe~ Too bad, too late to object little girl~”
“PFFRRRRBBBBPLPLPlTSPLRPLTP!”
“PRRRRFFFPLPLPLRRPRLPLPLPFFFPLRPORPT!”
“BBBRRRRRPLPLPLPTTTPLPLPTT!”
It was a sudden torrent, one that robbed Resia of any and all oxygen she could’ve hoped to have… Her body instinctively struggled, as she herself was completely overtaken by the massive eruptions of stink pouring through her…
Though, much to Carmine’s convenience… These three were more than enough to leave Resia comatose…
Which was perfect…
She’d have no resistance now… in setting up Resia in her… punishment…
…
Much… much later, long after the festivities had ended, as the sounds of bustling, laughter, and the clinking of drinks had gone quiet… Carmine got to work…
Not that it was going to be a big job in the first place…
No…
All she needed was her temporary succubus slave, a little bit of rope… and a toy or two…
…
“Gwuhhh… urgh….” Resia groaned, finally coming to…
At first she was entirely dazed, wondering just what had happened to her…
She couldn’t smell anything… which was a good sign… at first…
But soon… she started to feel something… an aching of some kind…
Soon after trying to stretch and yawn… but rather quickly finding… she couldn’t exactly do that either…
In fact, snapping out of her daze, she quickly found that she wasn’t able to move in the slightest…
“Hnggnhgn?!”
“Ngh!”
“MMMMnngnghggh!”
“Finally awake?”
Resia didn’t even need to look over to know who it was…
That familiar, sadistic giggle…
Carmine…
And on cue… Carmine walked right in front of her… her arms crossed… though one hand was raised up, cupping her own chin as she admired her own handiwork.
“Sleep well~?” She asked sarcastically, leaning over her…
“No~? Well isn’t that just too bad~”
“I would tell you what’s happening but~ I think it’d be more fun just to… show you~”
And unceremoniously, with little to no fanfare in the slightest…
Carmine turned around, dropping her panties…
“Bwuah?!” Resia tried to protest, trying to close her mouth… but it was no use, a ring-gag held her mouth open… as Carmine’s ass loomed just above her face.
“Mmm~ I hope this seat is warm~” She chuckled, sitting down…
“Oooh~” Carmine giggled, grinding her ass down on Resia’s face. “Just the perfect seat for me~ I can feel your lips right around my asshole~”
“Are you sure you don’t want to be my slave forever~?” She chuckled.
“Well… you still have five days to decide~”
Though with all her talking, her ear-piercing giggle almost constant… Her stomach decided it too wanted to make some noise… and began to growl…
Loudly…
But not because she was hungry… no…
Quite the opposite in fact, her guts were full…
Too full…
And before she could even really revel in her sadistic punishment…
“PRRRRROPRRRRPLPLPLSPLPORLPLPLSPLPLRPLPT!”
“SPLRRRRPLPLPLPRORTLPLPOLPTLRPLPOPPRPT!”
“FFFRRRRPRPRPRPRPRPFRPLPLPLPLSPLORRRPLPLPT!”
Oh sweet mary mother of–!” Carmine exclaimed, her hands immediately rushing to her stomach as her asshole immediately exploded with a rush of a semi-solid sludge…
At first… a few inches of it were rock solid, acting as a spearhead and forcing Resia’s throat to open wide… and as soon as that section had gone through… the rest flowed almost endlessly…
Mouthful after mouthful, Resia was forced to gulp down… retching… gagging…
“MMMMRRRRRMMMGGGHGLHGHLGHLGH!”
And screaming…
“O-oh.. o-oh god…”
“FFRRRRPLPLPLSPLPLPLSPLPLSPLRRRHHHPPT!”
“Nnngh… f-fuck…”
“FFFRRRPLPLPSPLPORSHHPLRT!”
“Ah… hah…. huahh….” Carmine panted, clutching her gut… “Oh… oh my… I didn’t think I–”
“PRRRRFPLRPFLRPFLRRPLPLPSPLRRRPlPLPT!”
Resia screamed again, though it wasn’t much use… any noise she could make was entirely muffled… as her taste buds… her nostrils… every sense in her body screamed over and over again…
“PRRRPLT!”
Even a little burst… still teeming and leaking with runny shit… was enough to cause Resia to struggle and strain… hoping by some mercy that Carmine might’ve left a restraint loose… and she could break free…
But there was no hope of that… Carmine had clearly been very thorough… and Resia could move no more than an inch in any real direction…
And as Carmine’s stomach gurgled in anger again…
Resia knew her suffering wasn’t done…
It was going to be a long week…