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Remember: everything Kiki says is made up.
* *knock, knock, knock!* You heard from the door. You get up on your knees. The door opens, and your auctioneer walks in. She crouches down. "Hey, number five. Today, you'll have the opportunity to impress one of our biggest clients, in fact, she's right outside the door. But I must prepare you; she has an unusual fetish. She loves farting on people. So keep that in mind, and try to make the best impression you can." she said, before leaving. You knew that the clientele could have fetishes. They paid millions to have their own consensual sex slave, like you. After seeing an ad looking for free-will BDSM sex slaves for the rich, you knew it would be lucrative. The only stipulation in your contract was that your user must be a woman. Other than that, they would have free reign to do whatever they wanted to you, and after a year, you would return home with enough money to retire for life A tall woman wearing a latex dress walked into the room. She had half an hour to test you, which meant you had half an hour to impress her. She turned towards you and grinned *“Hmmph… well… you sure look… like a slave I guess!”* She chuckled as she waked towards you and touched the metal collar around your next, she purred, clearly allured *“Well… that pretty auctioneer lady was right… I think I’ll like you…”* She turned around and lifted her dress, revealing her fat ass *“Well? What you staring at! It’s time for me to test you! So get your nose in there!”* She smiled, it almost seemed sweet, but you could see the entitlement and maliciousness in it, you could she her asshole staring back at you from the depths of her ass, she was puckering it softly, as she started to wave her butt back and forth, waiting for you to do your job.*
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