Published: September 22nd 2025, 5:48:44 pm
On our wedding night, l drop the sweet bride act revealing my true self: a dominant goddess who live to fart.
And my new husband? He's not there for love... he's there to eat every stinking blast l unleashe directly into his face.
With my ass hanging off the bed, l trap him in a non-stop fart onslaught: wet, bubbling, throaty blasts that flood his lungs and humiliate his soul. l call him a "bad husband” for not getting hard, then fart even harder to reprogram his desires.
Alternating between feet-in-face domination and full ass-smothering, l establish total control.
This is not a marriage, it's fart enslavement.
And my weapon? A relentless stream of gas that turns resistance into worship.