Fluttershy's Fart Slave

It feels weird to stand upright once again, and taking even a single step after being restrained for so long feels difficult.

You stagger as you're walking. Your feet are still chained together and your hands are cuffed behind your back.

You're still gagged, and even though Fluttershy's nasty fart scent is still clinging to your nostrils, the air you breath is fresh and fart-free, and every breath you take feels heavenly.

Your torturer is pulling you after her, with a leash going from the dock of her floundering tail, back up to your neck.

You look at her plump, yellow asscheeks, bouncing up and down as she walks. Her pussy is still as moist as the mouth farts she made you endure earlier.

The fresh air is bliss to you. Yet, somehow, even though you're finally free from the constant stench, you find yourself looking forward to your next hot, nasty faceful of foul fluttergas.

Just a moment later, you find yourself being dragged into her bedroom by your leash. Her bed is filled with stuffed animal plushies. It looks comfy.

She trots over to it, and sits down by her bedside. She puts one of her hind hooves onto your leash, and puts pressure on it, forcing you to your knees.

As you kneel for her, your face is aligned with her hot, glistening, and very, very smelly vagina.

The sweet, fishy stench of her moist mere-cunt fills your lungs, putting an abrupt and utter end to the blissful scent of fresh air you were just enjoying.

you feel her hoof on the back of your head. She pushes you towards her nasty snatch.

Human face soon meets pony pussy.

You accept your new position and inhale deeply and passionately, making sure you're smelling the sweet stench and much as possible.

Her grip tightens, and her breathing gets heavy.

You turn your eyes as far upwards as they were allowed to in your pussy-sniffing position, and you meet fluttershy's embarrassed yet excited gaze. You look into each other's eyes for a moment, while you're still greedily taking in her powerful mare-stench. She bites her lips and her look turns dominant.

She spreads her legs further apart and places even more pressure on the hoof at the back on your head. You brace yourself as you feel your nose being inserted between fluttershy's tight pussy walls.

Then, as your nose is completely submerged in moist mare-meet, she closes her legs around your head, locking you in place.

For two and a half hours, the two of you sit in this position.

It's even stinkier on the inside, and it's hard to breathe in your tight cunt-chamber, but the entire time, you don't struggle. There was a moment here and there where you were close to, but you didn't...

You sat for two and a half hours, obediently sniffing your owner's privates.

You were practically drowning in pussy-juice when she finally pulled you out of her snatch and let you catch your breath before your next torture, that her growling stomach was already hinting at.