Scarlet Escape

She stands over me, contemplating. Upon decision, she orders me to follow her. I crawl behind her as she grab a cup of coffee for her and sits down on the couch in front of me.

She looked absolutely gorgeous. Sunlight bathing her pale skin, she was glowing and I drooled at the image before me. No make up, black sport bra and grey sweat pants.

"I want to know what you are. Find out more. What ticks you?" She took a sip. "So tell me. Tell me everything. Spill out all of your fantasies."

I gulped down. Took my time and answered as I knelt naked in front of her, "I don't know, ma'am."

She stared at me, took a sip and continued waiting.

"I don't know. I've never I'm not a submissive or anything like that. I just know that I'm drawn to you in ways I cannot explain. There's not a line that I wouldn't cross just to be with you."

She took another sip.

"Looking at you. Being with you. I'm so happy right now that I'm shaking. I get nervous just being around you. I'd go to any lengths."

"Those are big words." She said. "Do you think you have it in you? You seem very cowardly to me." I whimpered involuntarily. She noticed.

Taking another sip "Do you like it when I talk down to you?" I nodded.

"There's so much to unpack here. Hmm. Let's start with what you confessed you liked. You said you were attracted by the smell. Let's see how far that goes." She put out her socks on my face. "Take them off" I quickly took the socks off and she put her feet back down.

"Now do you want to smell my feet or the socks--" she continued saying something but after looking at her feet I couldn't follow anything. I just stared at her feet. They were tiny. They were hairy. Very hairy. She had her toes painted red and I took my time in looking at each of her toes.

Out of nowhere-- I fell down on my right side. Wren had struck me hard on my face. I squirmed on the floor and looked at her.

"Look at me. God you're miserable. Did you hear any of that?" She gently kicked me in the chest, "Get up." I got up. My face still ringing, stinging of pain.

"I clearly got my answer. Put your nose down on my feet and smell them." I bow down and touch my nose to her feet. Ecstasy. Her feet smell like heaven. It was the most pleasant smell my nose had ever encountered. I took another deep sniff but she kicked me. This one definitely hurt. I grabbed my nose in pain as my eyes water. She took a sip of her coffee.

"That's why you listen to my instructions carefully. Grab those socks put them in your mouth. There you go. And lie down with your face under my feet." Obeying her instructions I lay down naked on the floor and found myself staring at the bottom of her soles. They were dirty. She hovered them over my face.

"Beg for them." She said. I tried to plead but all that came out of my mouth was just noise. She chuckled at it. "Do it again. Squirm for me. Just make pathetic noises." She drops her dirty feet on my face, resting them like my face is her carpet.

I took a deep sniff and moaned loudly. It was too much. Her feet were heavy. And strong. Her feet were exponentially stinkier than they looked. There was a whiff of oil I could smell. And something else too that I couldn't pin point too. Regardless I kept taking longer and deeper breaths, really making my nose and lung. It filled me with so much joy I couldn't explain it.

"Look at that. Wow." I heard her chuckle. "That tiny needle is so hard and erect. Damn." She leaned in which put more pressure on my face and I squirmed as she checked out my balls.

"And those are your balls? They're so tiny. How are you packing so much cum in those? Wow. You really hard right now aren't you? Are you going to squirt again?" She lifted up her feet. "Get up." I got up.

"I don't want you to cum just now. How much can you cum by the way?" I looked down, ashamed not knowing what to answer.

There was a pause and then I asked for Water. She stared at me. "Want some coffee?" I said yes, knowing what she had in mind.

"Come closer." I moved closer as she leaned in. "Do you want to drink coffee from my mouth? She asked me. And my cock answered for me immediately. It reacted instantly on her words.

"I got my answer." She chuckled. "Now you know, you saw I haven't washed my mouth, Ya?" My cock twitched again.

"Are you sure you want to drink coffee from my mouth?" I nodded, my cock nodded.

"Come here. Why don't you trial my mouth first. If you'd be okay with it. See how my breathe smells." My cock was throbbing and twitching, unstoppable.

"Aww" she cooed as she brought her face near to me. "Are you okay?" She asked. I looked down at her feet which didn't help either.

"Look at me." I obeyed. "If I let you smell my breath can you promise me that you're not going to cum?"

"Yes ma'am" I answered.

"Yes ma'am." She mocked me. "You know there's one thing I've noticed is that you have absolutely no control over your cock. How can you promise me that? You start leaking at the most disgusting things."

"I will do it ma'am. I won't squirt. I promise." I promise her.

"Wow. So brave. My hero." She mocks me. "I can't wait. Come closer. I want to breathe out straight into your nose." She pulls me in her mouth covering my nose. I close my eyes as she breathes out a warm breath. I take it all in. Surprisingly it wasn't that bad. I could smell coffee up front. I could smell a whiff of alcohol and her dinner. She'd clearly not washed her mouth before sleep too and I could just tell.

I open my eyes and find her looking down at my cock, disappointed. I looked down and was glad that I'd kept my promise.

"I'm actually disappointed." She confessed. "Do you not like me? Did you not like my stinky breath? Why won't you cum then?" She pouted.

I immediately started throwing out excuses, "No. No. It's nothing like that. Please trust me. It was hot. You were so hot. And your breathe smelled so good. Please forgive me. I tried really hard to not cum. I'm sorry. I didn't mean to offend you. I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm sorry."

She took a sip of her coffee. One more. And then she shot down the rest of the coffee and placed it on the table.

"You're not getting my coffee now. I have something else for you. I'm really mad at you. And now we just wait." She finished and stared down at me. Nervous, I bowed my head down and Waited for her.

Minutes dragged on and then she snapped her fingers, I looked up and found her beckoning me towards her. I crawled forward. She was sitting on the sofa. She spread her legs apart and welcomed me in between. She grabbed my head and placed it right in front of her crotch.

"Hold your breath. Don't take a sniff yet." She moved down, her ass facing my crotch now. She started counting down.

"One. Two. Three." There was a second pause, before she let out a deadly silent fart, it dragged on blowing on my nose as she shouted, "Smell it" I immediately took all of her fart in. My nostrils stung horribly as the smell of rotten cabbage and meat and alcohol filled my lungs. My body reacted immediately and tried to escape but she locked my head between her thighs.

My nose pressed on her sweatpants, on her ass, as I fight for breathe but her thighs and her butt smothers me more and more tightly. I can't breathe. And my last breath was her long rancid fart. My hands and my body started thrashing, grasping out for hair. But she was strong.

As I started losing the remaining fart air in my lung, I knew that I had soiled myself. My balls ached this time with the amount of cum that was spurting out of my needle dick. I could hear her laughing, enjoying but I was too busy still trying to catch some air. It felt like I was going to pass out but right before it she released me.

I chocked. I spat out our her socks. I fought for air. Still trying to contemplate where I am. It takes me a while to catch my breath. I see that I've spurted cum all over the floor and couch.

She stands up. I look up, terrified. "You came sniffing my fart. Don't you forget that." And we both saw my cock getting hard again at those words.

Impressed, she announced, "This is what's going to happen. I really need to take a shit right now. But I'm not going to. I'm going to instead hold it in for as long as possible. I'm going to go to finish my training and will come back to you without taking a shower. Till then, you are going to stay here like a good dog. Aren't you?" I look down and nod.

"Aren't you?" She asked me again.

"Yes ma'am." I answer.

"No. Answer me like a dog would." She corrects me.

I look up, ashamed and see that she's clearly enjoying herself.

I lower my head down, on all fours, I bark, "Woof Woof"