Countenance astounded by an unexpected passing of gas to her servant.
The appearance on your visage was absolute shock when they suddenly encountered a powerful fart. Unbeknownst to them that this hushed air would turn them into a bondman of your mysterious entity. The wind expulsion held a bizarre power that enslaved your being.
Their face grimaced in disgust as the offensive stench of the gas filled the air. They cried out in agony as they realized they had become captivated by this repugnant gas. Each wind expulsion was a painful reminder of their bondage. Their countenance now bore the mark of a fart slave.
A look of horror washed over their visage as they became an involuntary victim of a forceful blast of gas. The subjugation caused by this flatulence was surprising and disturbing. Their face showed clear signs of their enslavement to the mysterious force within the gas. The fart turned them into a captive of its putrid embrace.
Their face displayed a mix of repugnance and wonder as they yielded to the dominance of the gas. They tried to hide their embarrassment, but their captivity was written all over their face. The expulsion had changed them into a slave of the unseen power, leaving them powerless and compliant. As a wind minion, their face exposed the unusual and unwanted bond they had forged with such shameful act.
Their astonished face reflected the captivating dominance of the flatulence that enslaved them. They could not conceal their puzzlement as the wind exerted its authority over them. The gas release transformed them into a obedient servant with a visage that exhibited their surrender. Their visage disclosed the undesired captivity they had succumbed into, becoming a slave to the gas.
Their countenance altered from astonishment to terror as the fart asserted its dominance over them. They were caught off guard by the unexpected captivation caused by the gas release. Their visage showed both their displeasure and their hesitant yielding as they became a slave to the forceful fart. The flatulence left an indelible mark on their face, forever marking them as a gas servant.
Their first expression of repulsion swiftly transformed into complete astonishment as they discovered they had become a servant to the potent flatulence. A mix of shame and wonder played across their visage, disclosing the captivation they now faced. Their visage betrayed the surprising connection they shared with the wind, transforming them into a captive of its mysterious power. Every gas release served as a constant reminder of their subjugation, imprinted on their visage like a permanent mark.
Their facial expression transformed from annoyance to shock as they came to understand they were now a minion to the intense flatulence. A mixture of humiliation and fascination manifested on their visage, exposing the unwanted connection they had formed with the gas. Their visage showed their vulnerability as the fart had enslaved them beyond their control. Each gas release served as a agonizing reminder of their subjugation, leaving an indelible mark on their visage.

Baby sitter sisters have fun using me as a rug *true story* NF