Doe had had a fun tummy time farting until arthur was passed out from the smell then using his mouth as a fart receptacle while he was out cold.

It was funny to imagine him waking up only to get a mouthful her nasty gas over and over but it lacked a certain fun. Arthur let her do it one more time but he passed out so quickly she ended up farting on him for two hours, but he didn’t recall any of it.

He only took the first five or so farts before he was out cold. She had loaded up by eating so much mexican she wasn’t going to let that stop her. She resolved to let each one go straight into his nose this time around. She set her phone down to record as she turned on a good movie.

She made Arthur to watch part of it once he woke up fully and she was out of gas. She pointed out times he woke and how he began to panic but pass out from another fart before he could realize what was happening.

“We need to fix that. You pass out to easily” She complained and she replayed another scene where she farted right as Arthur’s eyes rolled back into his head again. She was merciless and she knew it. She just enjoyed knowing he hated the smell and sniffed it all anyway. Knocking him out was honestly great too, just not so fast. He needed to be aware of his suffering.

“No you need your farts to stink less or just to fart less overall” Arthur complained. He was always surprised by how into this doe had become. It had started at his request but doe had taken to it like a fish to water. Arthur had been happy when she first accepted as she had always been gassy, he just never expected it to turn into this.

“No. You need to get better. Next time i pick what we do you’re getting training“ She said

“Training?” He asked incredulously

“Yes. Fart training. You’ll sniff my farts until you can handle more of the smell. You need to be able to handle at least ..hmm 25 farts” she said deciding arbitrarily a number that seemed reasonably unreasonable

“Twenty five! I blacked out in five both times and the second time I knew what to expect.” He whined

“Yeah but each time you were breathing like you were dying. I want you to take deep full breaths of my gas. You need the full force of it. We can make a game of it somehow I’ll figure it out “She said as she began formulating her plans

“Who says ill agree to do any of this. I fulfilled my promise. I let you fart on me twice. Why would i put myself through this suffering again?” He said. Arthur did indeed hate sniffing her farts at this point. Now she wanted him to do it again on his own volition. No way.

“You’ll do it. We’ve been fooling around for nearly a year do you really think You’ll say no to me for anything at this point. Ill even help you buy that costume you’ve been complaining about wanting to buy for me to wear.” She said hoping to bribe and cajole him into agreeing

Eventually the deal was struck. Doe would help finance more of Arthurs more expensive ideas while he would agree to do anything fart related doe asked. She finally no longer needed to wheedle and bargain.

On her nights Arthurs face belonged to her. Arthur knew he would come to regret it but he was slowly realizing he was more of a masochist than he realized. He loved doe taking command. Not so much the things she did but Arthur thought of it as the price he paid for everything else. A bit of hell for a piece of Heaven.

— then came the training —

“What am i doing again” Arthur asked while on his knees in his living room.

Doe was on all fours on a yoga mat. She put a collar on Arthur with the leash strung between her legs so she could pull him closer.

“Its simple. I fart you inhale. Deeply slowly through the nose. If i don’t think you’re doing well then i tug in the collar. If you dont follow instructions i put you in the box and you can do your best to stay conscious. Oh and if you pass out ever you go back in the box “ She explained as she slowly pulled Arthur towards her butt.

She put on a the matrix to listen to while she pulled Arthur closer

*prrrt*

“Hurry and get in there.” She said quickly pulling Arthur in closer.

She felt Arthur take a quick breathe then pull away.

“HEY! Get back in there” She said pulling Arthur back

*brrrtoopt*

This time she felt Arthur take a deep lungful and then begin to cough and choke. He pulled back out and doe let him.

“Good job. I want you to do that with each one. If you do good ill let you catch you breathe after each one. When you can keep your face inside and deeply inhale five then we can take a breath. Until then *bbrrroopoootttt* oh jeez that one burnt” She laughed as she felt felt arthur immediately pull away. That one was apparently too much for him. She realized this was going to take some time.

After half an hour doe decided to give arthur a break. “Open your mouth. Ill fart in there for a bit while you rest up” She said

*bwooottt*

She loved hearing her farts reverberate in his mouth. She considered knocking him out again and using his mouth for the rest of the night but she knew it would get boring after a bit. It was much funnier listening to him try to breathe them in only to whine and cough. *blllrtt* she sighed. This was an ok alternative thought to herself and she contemplated what to do next.

After about a half hour she figured he’d be tired of tasting her farts and ready to begin sniffing them again. She quickly adjusted herself and let loose a long silent one directly into Arthurs nose. She felt him take a deep long drag and was pleased to hear his moans of pain but no coughing. He was getting stronger.

She decided to start unloading. It wasn’t until the 3rd fart that he started choking and shaking for help by the 5th. She looked under under and could see his eyes unfocused but she felt his sniffing.

“Good boy” She said as she got up to check on him in detail. He was still conscious but barely. She smiled to herself. He had improved with training. She did tell him training would end if he could survive 5 point blank. She took a commemorative photo with her phone then sat back down on Arthur.

*plrrtttt*

Arthur began to shake one more weakly trying to escape. After 3 more farts she could feel him slip away under her.

She let a few more go into his nose hoping the smell would wake him but she could only feel him really sniffing. His unconscious body trying to survive in such a harsh environment.

He deserved a reward for such a good job. As she debated what a good reward would propped open his mouth and sat back down. She had been holding back for his training and had a lot pent up gas. She let loose another burning fart down his throat. Poor thing. That one hurt her, but too bad he wasn’t awake to enjoy it.

Arthur really need practice on his training. Arthur came to occasionally but as soon as doe noticed she would swap to sitting in his nose as gas him out. “No no. You dont need air” she’d say giggling as she enjoyed his renewed suffering only to knock out again.