Merry Christmas, fart slave. I wrapped your present myself, sort of. Close your eyes and listen to me squat over a little mint gift box in a Santa hat, letting go straight into it again and again. Some are loud, some are sneaky, and a few are a lot wetter than they should be. I sing my own version of the twelve days of Christmas, counting each one in, and tease you about how strong it's going to smell once it's been sealed up for a few days. Then the lid goes on tight. Open it Christmas morning and breathe deep. Twelve minutes of holiday fart fetish.
🖤 Mistress Mercy Rage 🖤 Do you deserve my Mercy… or my Rage?
Merry Christmas, fart slave. I wrapped your present myself, sort of. Close your eyes and listen to me squat over a little mint gift box in a Santa hat, letting go straight into it again and again. Some are loud, some are sneaky, and a few are a lot wetter than they should be. I sing my own version of the twelve days of Christmas, counting each one in, and tease you about how strong it's going to smell once it's been sealed up for a few days. Then the lid goes on tight. Open it Christmas morning and breathe deep. Twelve minutes of holiday fart fetish.