Beth's Break
by QicenoQ

October 14th, 2022


Beth concluded another day of custodial work. Her life was fairly dull after everyone left home; she was alone now, and all she had to look forward to was the community that came with working at a high-school. But that obviously didn’t help the side of her that desired sexual gratification.

She stared at herself in the bathroom mirror. Her brown hair was in its usual state; neck-length, side-swept bangs, sort of frizzy, but conditioned. Her black polo & bell-bottom jeans were still clean, and still clung to her curvy, 6’2 figure. For a 42 year-old woman, she still had it.

As she exited & brought her mop bucket to the janitor’s closet, she opened the door to a surprise; a student sitting on her bench.

“Oh-” She jumped slightly, and was quick to recognize the student. Alex. He was always starting something, and it often ended with him getting beaten in a fight. Beth was one of the only staff members of the school that actually tried to get along with him.

Alex looked up at her & smiled. One of his teeth was missing.

“Oh my goodness, sweetheart..” She walked inside. “Are you okay? What did you do this time?”

“Nothing!” Alex whined, shrugging. “Some dude just beat my ass!”

“O-Okay, well let’s go to the office, hun.” Beth responded, making him roll his eyes.

“C’mon, don’t you believe me? I thought we were cool, Ms. Anderson..”

“Baby, you don’t have the best track-record when it comes to being honest.” Beth replied.
“C’mon, let’s go.”

Beth led Alex to the office; he sat down, and Beth talked with the receptionist about his ordeal.

After a bit, the principal walked out and sighed upon seeing Alex. He nodded toward the door, and the boy got up and entered.

After a bit, two more students walked in. They smiled at Beth.

“Hi mama.” One of them, a girl, hummed. Beth’s nickname for many students was a form of mother; that made her happy.

“Hi sweetie.~” Beth responded. “Don’t tell me you’re in trouble.”

“I probably am.” The other student, a boy, responded. “I just beat Alex up for slapping her butt.”

“He did what?” Beth’s eyes widened. To her lack of shock, Alex lied again. “Oh my goodness..”

“That boy needs to learn sometimes or another.” The receptionist butted into the conversation.
“I don’t wanna know what’s going to happen to him when he’s out of school. He’s already 18; he can get arrested now.”

“Gosh, you’re right..” Beth hummed, crossing her arms.

The principal's door opened, and the other two students walked in. Now alone with the receptionist, Beth began to think about Alex. He had such a bad reputation already that it would take a work of god to fix him.

Beth then thought about her past; she knew a method to punish someone if they were doing wrong, even if it was… taboo.

“... Hey..” Beth then broke the silence between the two. “You have Alex’s parents on speed dial, don’t you?”

“Gee, how did you know?” The receptionist replied. “I mean- it’s only his father.”

“Ohhhh..” Beth understood where his attitude was coming from after hearing that alone. “Okay, well if you don’t mind, can you give me his number? I wanna try to help get Alex in order somehow.”

The receptionist laughed. “It’ll take a miracle to get that boy in order. But sure, here.” She then wrote a number on a small piece of paper.

Beth clocked out for the day and walked to her car. With that little slip in her pocket, a feeling of eagerness hit her. She had a plan for Alex; all she needed now was his father’s permission.


…


“Hi, is this John?” Beth asked over the phone.

“Yes. Who is this?” He responded.

“My name is Beth Anderson, I work as a janitor for the school.”

“Ugh- what did he do?” John was quick to assume.

“Nothing this time, but I’m willing to make an offer.” Beth began. “I have a program that I run at home to straighten out naughty students, and Alex is a bit notorious, as I’m sure you know. I was wondering if you would be interested in me taking him off your hand for this coming Fall break.”

“W-What?” He responded. “What would you possibly gain from doing that?”

“Some help around my house, to start.” Beth hummed with a smile. “Plus, I have to share a building with him all day, and I’m a little tired of him constantly getting into trouble. My program will be disciplinary, and I have a feeling he’ll be as good as new by the end of the week.”

“...” John was quiet for a bit. “... How much is it?”

“Oh- it’s totally free.” Beth responded. “If anything, you’ll be paying by making no contact with him over the week.”

“No contact?” He asked. “So let me get this straight; you’re willing to take him for an entire week, make him do yard work as a means of disciplining him, and I won’t have to pay a dime?”

“Not even a penny, shug.” Beth smiled.

“... I don’t know what to say.” He hummed. “... I mean- I seriously don’t know where to start. Ma’am, I don’t know if it’ll work, but if you’re willing to try, then sure.”

“Oh? You’re on board?”

“I-If you think you can get him straightened out, then he’s all yours.” John’s answer made her grin.

“Great! Let’s meet tomorrow!” Beth finished. “If you don’t mind, get a piece of paper or something so you can write down my address…”


…


…


…


Alex looked out the window of his father’s car, watching trees pass as he was driven to an unknown destination. His backpack sat between his legs.

“... Do you think this is going to work?” Alex asked with a skeptical grin.

“We’ll see.” His father smirked, probably for the first time in a while. His son’s smile faded as he turned back to the window.

“What if it doesn’t?”

“Either way, I’m getting a week to myself.”

John’s response stuck to Alex. He knew he was problematic for his father, but hearing that did kind of sting.


After a bit of time, they arrived on a backroad surrounded by trees. John drove down it for a bit until they spotted a decently sized house. A lengthy farm sat in front of it, sporting vegetables and flowers alike.

“... Janitor my ass..” John huffed at the 2-story home as he pulled into the driveway. Upon parking, he let out a sigh and turned to his son.
“You’ve got a lot of work ahead of you.”

“Whatever..” Alex retorted, opening the door. He put on his backpack before getting out and opening the back passenger door, grabbing a duffel bag full of clothes.

He and his father walked toward the front porch, where they watched the door open. Out walked Beth, now wearing a pair of red jogging shorts and a baggy black T-shirt. Her hair was in its usual style, just a bit messier.

“Hi sweetie!” She smiled at John, noticing just how much shorter he was than her. To be fair, she was taller than most.

“You got a nice house here.” John hummed, crossing his arms. “And a nice garden.”

“Thank you!” Beth stepped down from the porch. “It’s a lot of maintenance.”

She then turned to Alex. He looked at her, surprised that he was at her house.

“You have a lot of work to do. Do you like manual labor?” She asked. Alex shrugged, knowing the answer was an obvious ‘no’.
“Well, you better hope you do.”

“Yeah- I guess I can just go then.” John smirked, turning back to his car.

“I’ll take good care of him!” Beth put a hand on Alex’s shoulder. He shuddered from the power of her grip.
“See you next Sunday!”


John got back in his car & pulled out of the driveway, leaving Alex alone with his janitor. Part of him felt desolate in seeing his way out of here drive off, while most of him was annoyed.

“I have a schedule made for you.” Beth broke the silence. Alex turned to her. “Come inside, we’ll get started by catching you up on some of your schoolwork. Your teachers have been complaining about you not turning in assignments.”

“I thought I was doing slave labor.” Alex huffed as he followed her.

“You’ll be doing a lot.” Beth smiled at him. “But we’re going to start off slow.”


Alex followed her inside; it was fairly messy, with cans & dirty dishes littering the coffee table and clothes dotting the floor. Her dinner table was fairly dusty, making him cringe as he sat down on one of the chairs.

Beth looked down at him for a moment, then she smirked. Suddenly, Alex watched as she grabbed the base of her shirt and pulled it up, then over her head. Her bosom bounced up & down as she tossed her shirt to the floor, along with the other clothes.

“Uhm..” Alex looked at her body; this was a dream for many of the boys at his school, as basically everyone considered Beth hot. But Alex, the one with the poorest reputation, was living it.
“Beth?”

“God… I’ve been dying to get you here.~” She purred, then leaned toward him. Her hands were behind her back.
“I know people don’t think highly of you, but… I think your antics are so fucking cute.~”

“R-Really?” He smiled, but scooted back. Beth stepped forward, filling his vision with her breasts & smile.

“I’m not letting you leave until I’m pleased.” She demanded, grabbing his shoulders. “Close your eyes.”

Alex did as instructed, clenching his eyes tighter than he ever had. He waited for a bit, and he could hear the shuffling of fabric in front of him.

*Click*

He then felt something hard on his neck. His eyes opened as he reached for his neck; it felt heavy and mechanical.

“W-What is this?” He asked. Beth then pulled something from behind her back; a remote. With the push of a button-


Zzzzzt


Alex screamed as an electric surge lit him up, making him tense up and fall against the table. After it ended, he looked up at Beth with wide, terrified eyes. She crossed her arms, pushing her boobs up as she did.

“W-What the fuck!” He screamed at her.

Beth ignored him, then approached her fridge before snapping her fingers condescendingly, redirecting his attention. He turned to see a laminated paper held up by magnets.


1.) A minimum of 20 assignments must be completed each day. Each one that isn’t
2.) finished will result in 1 hour of punishment.
3.)
4.) A minimum of 5 chores must be completed each day, ranging from cleaning inside, gardening, or pampering Beth. Each one that isn’t finished will result in 2 hours of punishment. Chores are over when the sun goes down, so be quick!
5.)
6.) Work begins at 6:00 AM every day, and ends at 9:00 PM. Food breaks will be granted between chores, but not during.
7.)
8.) At the end of a particularly bad day, punishment will be invoked overnight. Good luck.
9.)
10.) Beth will punish if she deems it reasonable. Be on your best behavior, and no back-talk!
11.)
12.) Denial of work will result in 1 hour of punishment. You cannot negotiate with Beth.
13.)
14.) Attempted usage of a phone will result in 1 hour of punishment.
15.)
16.)
As he read that final rule, Beth held out her hand.

“... I-I don’t have a phone.” He responded, lying to her face. It was in his pocket.

“I’ve seen you at school with one.” Beth didn’t pull her hand away. She then held the remote up.

“M-My dad made me leave it at home!” He tried to slight her, even knowing she’ll shock him. It seemed Beth wasn’t suaded.

“Do you really want your first hour of punishment?” She asked. Alex’s eyebrows furrowed.

“What- you aren’t seriously going to electrocute me for an hour straight. You’ll kill me.”

“Oh no, the shock collar isn’t the punishment.” Beth leaned in close. “The shock collar is to make sure you don’t run away from your punishment. That way, I can drag you back if you try to run.”

“Try me.” Alex huffed, desperate to come out on top.

Beth smirked, then straightened her back. “Okay then. Come lay down on the couch, or I’ll make you.”

“Bet.” He smirked, then stood up before walking to the couch. He smugly leapt into the air, landing on his back. Beth approached him with her own smile, looming over him as he showed her his shit-eating grin.

Beth then pulled something out; a makeshift set of handcuffs that looked like it was made of electrical tape.

“Oooh.” He held his hands out to her. Beth donned a fake-shocked expression to acknowledge his smug attitude.

“Well thank you!~” She said as she slid his hands through the loops, then pulled up in the middle. Somehow, that caused them to tighten concerningly well.

Beth then turned around, filling his vision with a sight that made his heart skip a beat; her red jogging shorts failed to cover her entire ass, as her buttcheeks poked out from the legholes.

“Nice ass.” He remarked. He then leaned upward before kissing it. Beth’s jaw dropped at his audacity, but a twisted grin formed in its place.

“Keep your face forward.” She hummed over her shoulder.

Was this her idea of a punishment? Sitting on his face? Alex was one of the boys that DESIRED that, so Alex forgoed his stubbornness and kept his face forward.

Beth lowered her hips, and her weight soon settled on his face. Alex smiled as his face sunk into her ass. He really was living the dream.


Brrprrprrrprprrprrpt!


But that changed once Beth farted. A smell that was strictly offensive bursted up his nose, and he was quick to fight. He reached his bound hands up to her thigh and tried pushing her off, but she ignored his piddly escape attempt.

“Awww, I thought you loved my ass though!” Beth shook her hips, then grabbed them before pulling her cheeks apart. His nose sank deeper, and he screamed as the smell grew worse.
“That’s right- sniff mommy’s fart.~”

“MMMMPH!” His screaming was music to her ears. She’d been missing out on this contact for ages now, and feeling his pained squirming under her filled her with euphoria.

“Uh oh Alex, I have another fart for youuu.~”

“NMMMMMPH! PLMMMMS!” He screamed in denial, but Beth was already on the verge of letting it out.


BROOORPPRBRBRBRBRRBRBRBPT!


Her eyes rolled back as she pushed out a larger fart. She felt her ass vibrate due to its force, and Alex’s fighting grew more frantic. He began slapping her thigh with his bound hands, making her laugh as she relaxed on his face.


Prooooooooooooooorpt!


Alex could only scream underneath her; he was too puny to budge her large body. Meanwhile, Beth put her hand between her legs & instinctively began rubbing her crotch. This was what she was missing.


Brbrbrrrbrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrphh…


Her latest fart burned her hole on its way out. Alex retched as it lit up his nose; in turn, Beth rubbed faster. She was bloated after a night of drinking beer & eating tacos, and had plenty of gas to unleash.


Broooooorbooooooooorpt


She pushed yet another one out, giving poor Alex another thing to sniff. He stopped crying, but only because his body was forced to gag on her nauseating farts. He was trapped in Hell; he never expected his beautiful janitor to have so much evil in her bowels.

“W-Why don’t you kiss my ass again?” She asked, then turned her body to the side. She now sat aligned with his body; his face sank between her cheeks, wedging her shorts in her crack. Beth leaned against the armrest on a single elbow before she went back to rubbing her pussy.


GRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRPT!


A bassy ripper tore up her butthole, and she could feel Alex’s entire head rattle under her hips. That fart felt so good that she wondered if she could let another one out of that nature. Desiring that sensation again, she pushed.


Brrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrssssst…


Beth groaned with disappointment, knowing she could do better, even if it made Alex jolt. She stopped rubbing to pat her belly; she didn’t even need to acknowledge his struggling due to their size difference, but she did watch him squirm & thrash to keep herself pleased.


PRRRRRRRRRRRT!


“Mmmh~” She managed to push out another ripper. Alex sobbed underneath her as she tortured him with minimal effort.

She then heard a disgusting burp underneath her; Alex undeniably threw up, but she didn’t care. That was his problem, no matter how much he pleaded to go empty the contents of his stomach.


GrrrroooOOOORBT!


Bbbbbbbrrrrrrrrrppht


Proooooooooooorpt


BbbrrrRRRRRRPT!


Beth continued sitting on Alex’s face for a while longer, pushing farts out whenever she felt like she had a bad one. Somehow, his struggle never faded. He went from loving her ass to hating it, undeniably, and that alone told her this would be a fun week if he continued going against her.

Alex’s torture concluded once Beth stood up, allowing him to breathe fresh air for the first time in an hour. Beth’s jogging shorts & panties were wet in the front; she was pleased.

“Did you love that?” She asked as she loomed over him. Despite having fresh air, Alex gagged again before sitting up.

“W-What do you fucking think?!” He yelled at her with tears in his eyes. Beth leaned down and kissed him on the forehead.

“Good boy, that’s the first time you told me the truth today.” She said, then reached for his cuffs. Alex shuddered as she unbound his wrists, sliding the cuffs under her waistband.
“Now, I’m going to give you a second chance to give me your phone. I still have to fart, and I already saw that rectangle in your pocket.”

Alex was beaten, and he sulked as he reached into his pocket before pulling his phone out, then handed it to her.

“Okay, now it’s time for you to start on your school-work.” She instructed, snapping her fingers as she pointed up. He defeatedly stood up & walked into the kitchen.

Beth followed him and reached over the fridge, picking up a pile of papers before setting them on the table.

“If you need help, feel free to ask.”


Beth walked back into the kitchen and sat down while Alex did his missing assignments. She managed to get them from the teachers that had him in their classes; he had a ton of work to finish, and she was dead-set on making sure he completed as much as he could during the week that she had him.

As insistent as she was on correcting his behavior, a deeper part of Beth desperately hoped he would act up. She loved making him struggle to bear her gassy ass, and anticipated seeing his face when she had a punishment for him.


…


…


…


Alex was dreading his day. He’d been shocked by a shock collar, but that wasn’t even a quarter as bad as being face-deep in Beth’s ass. Her farts could kill, and part of him wished they did so he wouldn’t have to spend another entire week with her.

He turned to her after he finished another piece of old work. Beth was scrolling on her phone. The fact that she could lounge while he was forced to work over HIS Fall break irked him, but he constantly felt the shock collar pressing against his neck.

Before pulling another piece of paper off of his pile, he counted the ones he had finished, and counted 20. He sighed, realizing his hands had a break.
“Beth, I’m done with 20 papers.”

“Oh, okay.” Beth said as she stood up from the couch. “We can start on chores. Take all the clothes on the floor and throw them in the washer, and I’ll cook.”

Alex nodded and got up, shuddering as Beth walked past him. He walked into the living room and began picking clothes off the floor.

He heard the clanking of dishes in the kitchen, but paid more attention to the front door. He wished he could run, but knew he would be shocked for even attempting it. Even if it wasn’t as dreadful as smelling her farts, he was still terrified of that remote she held.

Alex made several trips, eventually filling the washing machine. He walked back into the kitchen to tell Beth; her back was facing him.


Brrrrrrrrrrphhssss…


“Phew..” Beth mumbled to herself, then shook her hips. Alex cringed at the sight; he was once attracted to her, but she was the source of pure disgust in him now.

“... Beth?” He hummed, making her look over her shoulder. “The washing machine is full.”

“Okay, pour a cap of detergent in with it, and set it to Heavy Duty. When you finish with that, you can start folding the ones in the dryer.”

“Kay.” He murmured. But as he walked toward the utility room again, Beth spoke.

“Yes mommy.”

“...”

“You say ‘yes mommy’.” Beth repeated.

“... Do I… have to?” Alex hated the fact that everyone else did that.

“Or we can do another hour of punishment until you feel like doing it.” Beth crossed her arms and smiled at him in a smug way.
“Your choice. I do have to fart, by the way.~”

“O-Okay… mommy…” He felt gross for saying that. Beth nodded before turning back to her cooking.

Alex started the washing machine and filled a basket with dry clothes before taking them into the living room, and he spent a while folding them. He eventually had a tower of folded shirts, pants, and to a shocking amount of disgust, panties. Anything associated with Beth’s ass sucked now.

Speaking of which, Beth walked in and stood in front of him. He looked up to see her hands on her hips.

“I’ve been thinking about our short interaction a little while ago.” She then stepped forward before turning around. She reared back and stuck a finger against her crack.
“I think you should’ve received something for that. Open your mouth and stick your face in there.”

“Are you fucking serious? I haven’t even done anything worth this hell!” He then yelled. Beth looked at him with an eager grin.

“You just back-talked me right now.~”

“Okay- FUCK OFF!” He then stood up before kicking a pile of folded clothes to the ground.
“This is torture! You’re a fucking freak!”

“Careful.” She then turned back around. “I’ll give you a chance to apologize to me right now.”

“I- I-” Alex felt like crying as she loomed over him. He stuttered several times while she stared at him, and he began to realize just how helpless he was.
“... S-Sorry, okay?”

“That’s what I thought, young man.” She then snapped her fingers toward the ground. “Kneel.”

Alex scowled as he got on his knees. Beth stood over him proudly before turning around again. But this time, she pulled her red shorts down. Her bare butt was barely covered by a pair of more vibrantly-red panties. Given the toxicity of her gas hours earlier, he was surprised they weren’t discolored.

Regardless, he felt pure fear as he watched her rear back & spread her cheeks. The skin of her crack was visibly darker than the rest of her butt.

“Open your mouth, and put it over my hole.” She then grossly commanded, scooting back a few more inches. Each step made her cheeks wobble.

Alex felt his stomach flip as he wondered if he could even do it. But fearing another hour of facesitting, he bit the bullet; he separated his lips and leaned forward, pressing his open mouth over her butthole.


Ssssssssssssssrrbbbb…


Her fart had no base thanks to her spreading her cheeks, so it came out in the form of a silent hiss that ended in a bubbly gurgle. Alex felt the windy emission on his tongue, making him gag. As Beth stepped away, he had to cover his mouth.

“Swallow.” She said, crossing her arms expectantly. Alex shuddered as he attempted to swallow the air in his mouth, ending in a hard gulp.
“Good boy. Now fold my clothes again. The ones in the washer should be done by the time you’re finished.”

Beth walked back into the kitchen after filling Alex’s lungs with another toxic fart, reminding him of what his temper will get him. He felt like crying as he went back to folding clothes.


…


Alex finished folding her clothes, then switched the wet ones over to the dryer. He walked back into the kitchen to see a plate of spaghetti sitting in his spot. Beth was sitting at the table as well, eating her own.

“I-Is that for me?” He asked. Beth looked up and smiled at him.

“Yes.” She answered, popping another forkful of pasta into her mouth. Alex felt relieved as he sat down and ate.
“Because today is your first day, and I’m feeling nice, I’ll say you did two chores.”

“... I did though..” Alex was confused.

“You did laundry.” Beth responded after swallowing. “Folding and washing aren’t different, it’s still just laundry.”

“O-Okay.” Alex tried not to backtalk her, and was thankful that he bit his tongue. “So what else do you want me to do?”

“You can take all the garbage out.” She requested.


The day continued like that. Alex took the garbage out, then went out in the garden and weeded Beth’s plants. That took a while though, and he came back in when the sun was already set.

As much as he hated to admit it, he felt like he was doing much better with this schedule. He felt great when everything was finished, and he was eager to go inside and get some dinner.

Surely enough, Beth was cooking something different; burgers. It seemed her meal-times were swapped; they had spaghetti for lunch, but burgers for dinner. It didn’t matter to him though, they smelled too good for him to argue.

As he sat at the table, Beth turned to him and gave him an odd look; one of mild concern.

“... What’s up?” He asked.

“Sweetheart… The sun is down.” She hummed, crossing her arms. “You only did 4 chores today.”

It then clicked with him, and he felt his heart sink a bit as he looked at the paper again. He was facing another hour of punishment.

“... P-Please don’t..” He begged, but Beth sucked her teeth in.

“Sorry sweetie..” She said, then walked toward him. “You’ve been very good tonight, but it seems you took too long. We need to follow our rules though.”

“Beth- I-I can’t!” Alex stood up with wide eyes. He looked down at her hips; the thought of being smothered under them again horrified him.
“P-Please, I’ll do anything!”

“... Anything?” She asked.

“Yes! Literally anything, just don’t sit on my face again! Please!”

Beth stopped for a moment, but eventually thought of something.

“O-Okay, I won’t sit on you…” She began, making Alex sigh a breath of relief. She could practically hear his adrenaline halt.
“But you’re still going to put your face in my butt. This time, willingly.”

“Willingly?” He murmured. Beth nodded.

“I’m going to lay on my belly, and you’re going to lay behind me. With your face in my butt. It’s either that, or… 3 hours of facesitting instead of 2.”

The sinking feeling in Alex’s chest returned. It wasn’t just the facesitting that scared him; Beth’s ass in general was going to be a source of his nightmares to come. He wanted the option to run away when she farted, yet her ‘punishment’ was making sure he smelled them.

“W-Why does it have to be your farts?” He asked, making Beth smile slightly.

“Because you hate them.” She answered bluntly. “You’ll be less inclined to mess up if faced with my farts. Trust me; I know what effect they have on people. I’ve punished people with my gas in the past.”

“Seriously?” Alex was grossed out by her reveal. She innocently nodded back, as if she didn’t sound like a degenerate psycho.
“... Who knows about this?”

“Well nobody at school, obviously.” She answered. “And it’s going to stay that way, if you plan on telling anybody. Because who’s going to believe you?”

She was right. His track record for lying was off the charts; he was basically known for it, among his other notorious traits.

Beth sat down at the table, then took a bite of her burger. Alex hesitantly sat down in front of her, knowing what would come after dinner. He made sure to eat slowly, but still expected himself to upchuck it like he did earlier that morning.


His burger couldn’t have disappeared quicker. Beth took a sip of beer from a freshly opened can.


Bwuuurp!


She burped, then fanned her face. “Phew~”

Her gassiness was off the charts. How she managed to get through an entire day at work was impressive to him, and he wondered how many times she probably had to hide herself just to fart or something.

“I must warn you though.” She broke the silence. “... After spaghetti, my farts are… kind of smelly…~”

Alex processed that silently. As if her assault from earlier wasn’t the worst thing his senses had ever experienced, he now had something else to dwell on; willingly smelling her gas.

Beth stood up from the table, sitting her plate in the now-full sink.

“Put yours in the sink & come into the living room.” She remarked, walking past him.

As Alex sat his plate in the sink, he turned to the front door. His urge to run for his life outweighed the idea of whatever pain being shocked would provide.

And yet, it seemed Beth was aware of his own thoughts.

“Don’t even think about it.” She said from the couch. He turned to see her laying on her belly, taking up the entire piece of furniture with ease. She looked at him over her shoulder, then held up the remote.
“What you felt earlier was tier 1. This goes up to 10, and I’ll light you up if you even touch that doorknob.”

Alex wanted to cry as he walked back into the living room. Beth scooted forward a bit, making her butt jiggle before she stopped. There was little room behind her, but enough for him to fit.

“Before you lay down behind me..” She paused, then reached behind her. Alex watched her fingers slide under her waistband, and his dreaded suspicions became a reality; she pulled her shorts down again.
“Alright.” She then shook her hips. “Hop up.”

“I-I can’t, Beth..” Alex genuinely panicked at the thought of spending two hours face-deep in her ass. His tormentor looked over her shoulder at him.

“We can do it unwillingly for 3 hours.” She reminded him. “Do you want that, sweetie?”

After a brief hesitation, Alex let out a shaky sigh before kneeling onto the spot behind her. Beth turned back to her phone as she waited for him to comply. Once he got on the couch, he leaned in; watching her ass grow before him made his heart-rate speed up.

Alex hated that he willingly laid the rest of the way down, and felt pure self-loathing as his nose slid between her cheeks. The warmth of her bare skin made him shudder.

“Kiss my ass.” Beth then instructed, making him groan before puckering his lips. He hated to admit that her ass was still stellar, at least on the surface. But knowing what it was capable first-hand changed that.
“Mmh~”


BrrrrrrrrrrrrRRRRRRRRRRRRRRBBBT!


A loud, bassy fart then escaped her hole, hitting Alex dead in the mouth. He tried to keep his head down to avoid breaking her ‘willingly’ rule.

“Sniff.” She then snapped her fingers at him. He groaned again before inhaling through his nose, sucking the smell of digested pasta & meat through his horrified nose.
“Good boy. Keep kissing.”


Pppppppppppppprrrpt


He felt the awful burst of wind hit his nose. He wanted to pull away so badly, but the thought of being sat on by her for 3 straight hours kept his nose anchored between her cheeks. In fact, he took another audible breath through his nose.

“Oooh, good boy!~” She repeated. “I don’t even have to tell you to sniff my farts now, do I?”

“Mmph-” Alex whimpered, making her giggle. That somehow made her buttcheeks jiggle.


Plrrt… BBRRRRRRRRRRRRPT!


He was caught off guard by her latest fart. Alex shuddered in an attempt to keep himself anchored on his stomach; there had to be something else in her spaghetti that was making her farts smell worse. But still, he whined before inhaling her stench.


Boooooooooooorpt


An airy fart came out minutes later, refreshing the stench. Beth then looked back at him over her shoulder; he could barely see her face, but could tell she was smiling.


Prrrrrrr… ssss… ssssssss…


“Mmph..” Alex gagged after two silent hisses entered his nasal passage. Beth reached back and grabbed his head, then shoved him deeper between her cheeks.

“You aren’t deep enough.” She commented. His vision was completely obscured now, and he was left like that after she let go of his head and brought her hand back up to her phone.


Bbrbrbrbrbrbrbrbrbbrpt


A bassy emission followed, and somehow, that short change in his position made her fart smell so much worse. It was entirely focused around his face, and sucked up his breathing nose.

“Mph- *hrk*” Alex gagged after sniffing her fart. Beth bit her lip as she scrolled on her phone.


Broooooooooooooorpt!


Phhrrrrrrrrrrmp


Grooooooooooorpt


Beth continued bombarding her unfortunate fart-slave for a few more minutes. She had a timer on her phone telling her when her punishment would end; she was 37 minutes into a 2 hour session, making her grin.


Brrrrrrrrrrpt!


She looked back at Alex again. He kept his face buried between her cheeks. She knew just how terrified he was of her sitting on his face; him being scared of her made her happy, knowing he would be less likely to disobey.

That, and she was getting the gratification that she was missing out on for the last several months. Feeling this bratty nuisance shiver after every fart made her feel powerful; she adored this.


Phhhrrrrrrrrrsssssppt…


“Oh-ho-ho my goodness.~” Beth shook her hips after pushing out a genuinely atomic fart. It cindered her hole on its way out, and Alex’s shuddering was led by an aggressive dry-heaving.
“Don’t pull away. I have more like that, and I’d just hate to have to sit on your face.”

“Mmmph-” Alex whined, sounding like he was fighting back the urge to cry. It wasn’t shocking to her that her farts were capable of making him that emotional, given how he was forced to smell them.


Bwrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrmpt


Brrrbrrrrrrrrbrrrrrrrrrrpt


Pffffp… Ssssssssssfffff…


Phraaaaaaaaaaapt



Alex felt exhausted at this point. His body felt tense & sore from all his flexing, fighting his own urges to pull his nose away from her hole. Her method of punishment was absolutely evil.


PHRRRAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAABT!


Even after numerous bassy bursts, she managed to let loose a typhoon’s worth of gas into his face.

That fart was his breaking point. It smelled like pure shit, and he was going to throw up. He pulled away and covered his mouth before burping, and a wave of puke filled his cheeks.

“Mmph!” He covered his mouth as he turned to Beth. She was looking at him over her shoulder. He swallowed his mouthful, realizing how he’d fucked up.
“P-Please forgive me! I-I can’t do it again!”

He leaned back in & began kissing her ass, but Beth tutted before sliding out from under him. She sat regularly before snapping her fingers.

“On your back, young man.” She ordered, making a defeated Alex grow teary-eyed.

“Beth- I-I can’t do it!” He cried out. “Please give me another chance! I-I promise I won’t pull away again!”

Beth loved his pleading, but she was tired of laying on her stomach. She only smiled at him, standing up from the couch.

“Lay down, now.” She instructed, this time in a harsher tone. Alex’s breath grew shaky, and he stepped off the couch before walking backward, away from her. Beth rolled her eyes before pulling the shock-remote out of her bosom.
“Lay the fuck down.”

Alex shivered, tears dripping from his eyes as he looked down at the couch. He fully broke down, then trudged back over to the couch before laying on his back.

Beth huffed before walking to his side. She stepped over his body, propping herself up with a leg as her ass hung over his head. She then lowered her hips, sliding the remote back into her tits.

At the same time, she spread her cheeks; Alex looked up to see her discolored crack hidden under her panties, which were wedged deep between her cheeks. He felt like vomiting again; this time out of fear.

Beth sat down again, and Alex screamed before breaking down harder. Beth only smiled as she settled down, smothering him with her stinky ass again.


Prrprprprrprrprrprprrm… ppphhhtt…


Another burning-hot fart left her hole, which was currently being poked by Alex’s nose. He thrashed under her weight, while she used his helpless lap as a rest for her feet. She leaned back.



He managed to reach 87 minutes during his willing attempt, but it was well-past midnight by the time he neared the end of his facesitting session. Beth rubbed her pussy occasionally, and even climaxed a couple times while her slave vigorously defied her kinky abuse.

This was the most fun she’d had in months, and she had another 10 days before his dad would take Alex away from her.