Martha never thought she'd find herself in such a helpless situation. Where had all her morals gone? How about her dignity? All was lost! Worse still, she had almost no regrets left in her. She couldn't fight her desire - the shameful desire to sniff Fatima's smelly farts.

It all started a few months back during a 3 week camping trip. Fatima was paired with Martha in one of the numerous tents  scattered across the green Hill. At first, they hardly said anything to each other, creating a huge boundary in the small tent that they both shared. Martha made several attempts to bring up conversations but they were met with cold stares and little or no response. Martha felt the snubs were as a result of their different religious beliefs. Fatima was a Muslim while Martha, Christian! Late one night, Fatima farted loudly while fast asleep. Martha was awake and just thinking about the day's events when she heard it. Less than 3 seconds later, the smell hit her. Martha thought about leaving the tent for a while to avoid the odor, but couldn't due to fear of whatever creature that may be lurking in the shadows outside. She remained in the tent but sat up with an arm over her nose. It was at that moment her eyes caught sight of Fatima's big juicy rump.

At some point in her life, Martha was secretly attracted to the female big bum. Back in school, her Sorority included a few lesbians. Martha wasn't a lesbian herself but she knew she had weird tendencies of becoming one herself. Even from a good, straight Christian home, she found out she liked the feel and fullness of precisely a big bubble butt(if she was so lucky to touch), and she knew the power a big bum had over men or women. Since camp started, she had secretly lusted over Fatima's bubble butt. It intrigued her a lot, that her slim hijab-wearing tent mate had such an appealing feature. Staring now at Fatima's big bubble butt, she felt like touching it. Just as her eyes lingered a bit, Fatima released another loud smelly fart. She really wished she was also asleep so she wouldn't have to go through her current hell. Hell? Still, she couldn't tear her eyes off Fatima's rump.

‎ After the first incident, all Martha could think about was the other night. The farts. She became even more aware of Fatima and her big butt. Fatima had zero clue at first. She knew nothing of the lust building up in Martha. Fatima had no idea that even while she bent to pray(as all Muslims do), Martha's eyes were glued sexually to the roundness of her big butt. Martha couldn't take her mind off the foul odor. What was even surprisingly weird was the fact that after that night, she secretly longed for the smell. Was something wrong with her head? Why was she turned on by Fatima's farts? She had never been attracted to farts. Maybe it was cause it came out of a big juicy bum. Perhaps, because it was a Muslim's fart. Or was it just the fact that Fatima was a Black Arabian girl? Nevertheless, Fatima would never consciously fart in Martha's presence. This in turn made her stay up most nights to get whiffs of her quiet and snubby tent mate gas. Before long, Martha needed more than little whiffs. She sniffed more of Fatima's smelly farts. Something so depraved and wrong, which Fatima provided every night subconsciously.

‎ With her eyes shut in ecstasy, Martha furiously rubbed your honey spot one night; the other hand groping her amazing breasts under her top, as she sniffed in the foul air created from her tent mate's farts when it happened. She heard Fatima say seductively, "...Yesss, sniff some more!" Martha opened her eyes totally startled to see Fatima's rump directly over her laying head. She wanted to say something but it was no use. Fatima released a really smelly one on her face and said, "Shush! Don't say a word! Just enjoy my ass gas and play with that wet unholy pussy of yours!" Martha was overwhelmed by the sight of that big delicious looking bubble butt just inches from her face. She was overwhelmed by the reality of Fatima farting right on her face and also the irresistible smell. To crown it, Martha was utterly and submissively overwhelmed by being dominated, so she sniffed. The sight of her Christian tent mate directly under her ass taking in her hot foul air turned Fatima on so much. Truth be told, she had seen "ass worship" videos online within the past few years and even read a bunch of related stories on LITEROTICA, including "fart sniffing" stories. To her greatest surprise, she liked the idea of sitting on a helpless man's face and farting on him. A pervert who was immensely attracted to big ass. She was slim with a trim waist and a full swollen natural onion booty. It wasn't overly big and shapeless. It was a bubble butt worth dying for as it pushed out her back on slim legs, too. Fatima was aware of her endowment and wanted it worshipped. Islam forbade such thoughts and although she had a boyfriend once who has kissed her ass(playfully), she never had a real ass slave. Now the opportunity was ripe for the taking. A female fart slave made her pussy leak even more.

‎ Martha sniffed reluctantly at first. Of course, she wanted more but couldn't say it out due to the shame she felt from loving something so depraved. Fatima had her exactly where she wanted and didn't give any room for recovery. She ignored Martha's inaudible pleas and released an airy but really dense fart on Martha's face, directly into her nostrils. The vile smell travelled up Martha's head and went directly to her brain. The Muslim pushed out more ass gas, breaking her tent mate gradually. Before long, Martha was sniffing helplessly.

‎"That's it! Sniff my smelly farts!" Fatima urged with soft encouraging pats on the submissive's head.

‎ Martha is truly broken now. She frantically rubbed her clit while taking big whiffs off the foul atmosphere surrounding her face. All she wanted was more. More smelly Muslim farts.

‎"Do you love my smelly ass gas?" The Muslim asked seductively while looking over her shoulders and down into Martha's eyes. She suddenly stopped farting.

‎"Yessss... Please!!" The submissive Christian confessed in a whisper with pleading eyes.

‎"Please what?... You want more? Fatima rubbed her tent mate's hair as she wiggled her attractive butt invitingly over her face.

‎"Yessss... I do!" Came the reply from beneath Fatima's ass.

‎"Yes, you do what?" The Muslim asked while seductively pushing her panties to the side to reveal a beautiful dark rosebud.

‎"Yess, I want more farts! Pleaseee..." Martha begged with her fingers in her messy wet hot box. She drank in the sight of the attractive ass hole directly over her nose too.

‎"I've always known you craved my ass with all the quick stares you gave it, thinking I had no idea... Two nights ago, I also found out you not only craved my ass, but also my ass gas! I mean, who would have thought I would have a fart lover as a tent mate? I never really liked you but I want you to be mine now that I'm sure you are a slave to my big irresistible muslim butt..." Fatima pointed out while letting out another smelly loud fart on her victim's face. This time, no panties.

‎Martha was so close to an orgasm. The dominance and nasty talk added to the wave about to wash her away. Mere looking at that ripe asshole presented to her made Martha want to cum. The foul odour of the recent fart dragged her so close.

‎"Enjoy it... Enjoy my smell... That's why I had a lot of Cheese and Soya Milk this morning... To enhance what I knew you'll sniff helplessly tonight!" Fatima said in a more sultry voice.

‎"...I bet you want me to sit on your face, don't you?" The Muslim added seductively.

‎"Yes, please sit on my face..."

‎"Cause I need to or you need me to?"

‎"I need..."

‎"So you're saying I should sit my big Muslim ass on your needy Christian face...?"

‎"Yesssss! Please Fatima, please..."

‎"Do you want to taste my shit hole?"

‎"Oh God... Yesss, please" Martha confessed, audibly salivating, with Fatima's anus being dangerously close.

‎"So you're saying I should sit my big Muslim ass on your needy Christian face so you can sniff my ass, taste and lick my shit hole clean...?"

‎"Yessss..."

‎"If I do, it means I own you completely... Is that what you want?"

‎"Yes, please own me..." Martha affirmed, clearly seconds from an orgasm and also oblivious to the plans Fatima had in mind.

‎"Lick my shit hole"... Fatima ordered just as she pulled her ass cheeks apart!

Martha, almost drooling, pushed her tongue up to meet the desired spot. She was unsure of herself as she licked it at first but just like the Muslim girl's fart, Martha was instantly hooked to the taste in a few minutes! She was soon licking her tent mate's anus hungrily. Suddenly, Fatima's hand(the one rubbing Martha's head encouragingly) pushed the submissive's head into the pillow. She adjusted her ass so her naked rosebud was directly above Martha's nose while using her other hand to pull her meaty butt cheek apart. Fatima pushed out the smelliest fart of all. Martha sniffed and shivered immediately just as a mind shattering orgasm engulfed her entire being. Fatima farted some more directly into her new slave's nostrils to prolong the orgasm.

‎"Yes cum for meeee... Cum to my smelly ass gasses... You're mine now!"... Fatima proclaimed just as she sat a big rump on the Christian's helpless face, still farting. Martha trembled beneath too.

‎ Lucky for both mistress and slave, their tent was at the far end so no one could hear the sound of continuous farting, nor the coos, sniffs and dirty talk that followed immediately. This dominance continued for a week till Camp closed. Martha had called her parents to tell them she was going to stay at a friend's place for a really long time(which they agreed thinking their daughter was never wrong). Well, you know who she went off with already. To do what? To submit totally, and sniff irresistible, delicious farts.