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.”