The Memoirs of a Fart Dominatrix…the first ten days! (part 3 of 10)

3 03 2008

WARNING: ADULT MATERIAL. ADULT CONTENT. MATURE THEME. 

After I got kicked out of the rich freaks house for farting.  I called for a taxi on my cell phone. The taxi was there in five minutes, and as I was leaving the house I saw people running out. They were coughing and some were barfing. The smell that I had released out of my ass had left a lasting impression.  It was the first big party I had gone to at a rich freaks house, and it would probably be my last.

You see the rich are funny they pretend to sympathise with those that are less fortunate than them. They are fake.  This is the case with the rich freak…she wanted her husband to win the election, but she didn’t want real homeless people in her house. You see it is one thing to talk about helping the poor and homeless to get votes, but actually helping the homeless and poor is another thing. You see she loves the power of knowing that she is better than everyone else, and with her husband winning the election…well, she would be on top. 

You see most rich people have no idea what it is like to be poor.  Thus, it is the same for politicians—they don’t give a shit about the poor. I would like to see a non rich person run for office—fat chance that would ever happen. Most of the people that get into office are rich to begin with, so all they do is help themselves and those like them. Leaving the middle class and the lower classes holding the bill. Well, should I say mostly middle class holding the bill.

The taxi cab driver asked me “where to”? I told her to downtown. She drove me downtown, and let me out in front of this coffee shop called “coffee and Venus” it is the only adult coffee (no one under twenty permitted) shop where customers are allowed to drink their coffee in the nude. I am freak! I just love their espresso!

I sat at a table waiting for my espresso and reading book on socialism, that I had picked up at a small bookstore downtown.  A woman with a beautiful body and smile brought me my warm drink. She had a sadness about her. She asked me if I needed anything else. I said no! I asked her, her name. She said her name was Olivia. Nice, to meet you, I said.  She turned around and went back to the bar!

I thanked her and then went back to my reading. I was mid-way through my cup of espresso when a man came in and grabbed Olivia by the hand and took her outside. I felt obligated to find out why the guy came inside and took her outside in such a forceful manner. The other employees looked worried, the guy at the espresso bar grabbed for the phone. I got up and asked what was wrong? The guy at the bar told me that her stalker ex-boyfriend was bothering her again, and the she had a restraining order against him but that didn’t stop him. He almost put her in the hospital one time.

You see there are men that can’t take a hint. They are bastards, and when they are down on their luck they come looking for their ex-partner. These sick fucks have to have love, and  control. Inside they are nothing but insecure bastards!

I walked outside and saw that he had pushed Olivia to the street and kicked her and went to hit her. I stopped his fist from striking her with my hand. He called me a bitch, and told me to get lost. I told him that he wasn’t supposed to hit women, and that he wasn’t brought up right. I told Olivia to go back inside and call the authorities. She got up and went inside.

He took a swing at me. I just grabbed his wrist and twisted it! He screamed in pain and told me to leave him alone. He couldn’t take it. He started crying, I pushed his ass to street. Everyone in the street saw him crying. He begged me not to hit him. He was balled up in a little ball. He quivered with fear. I asked him how that felt, he just whimpered.

There he was in the street crying like the little asshole that he was. I told him that was the last time that he would ever talk to Olivia again. And if he came around or even bothered her again he would face serious pain. . He called me a freak and got to his feet. He got in his car and drove away.

I went back inside to see if Olivia was OK. She was fine just a little shook up. I drank the rest of my espresso, and was just about to leave when the guy came back. This time he had his friends with him. He walked to my table and told me to get up. I ignored him, and kept reading. This of course made him mad. His friends laughed at him. That made him more mad, because he is one of those insecure types. He grabbed my wrist and pulled, that was it I had enough. I told him to come closer. I pulled down my pants and I farted in his face…the fart went on and on, and it was a little wet. He got chucks of crap in his face. Everyone in the coffee shop laughed at him. He got up and ran out and was never seen again.

I tipped Olivia and paid for my drink and left. The employees at the coffee shop thanked me as I walked out the door.

FIN





The Farting College women: Beth’s advice…oh yeah!

1 03 2008

Warning: Adult Material. Adult Content. Mature Content.  

Sandy: 

Oh, why has Beth taken me from him?
Why must love go astray.
Oh, sweet passion were are you?

I wanted him.
I felt he was the one deep inside of my spherical existence.
There is no…him and there is no love.

Beth:

You were better off without him Fair Maiden Sandy.
He led you astray,
all he wanted was your melons…OK.

Sandy:

My melons?
How dare you say such things are you a friend or foe?
All he wanted was a cup of tea and to walk hand-in-hand through the park of dreams and emotions.

Beth:

A cup of tea…my ass?
The park…ha!
A cup of lust with extra cream is more like it, and
let me tell you his cream doesn’t come from cows!
All he wanted was your lust hole…and maybe your bumhole,
and not exactly in that order!

Sandy:

Are you saying he wanted me for  one thing?
He wanted to have “relations” with me?
That is prosperous.

Beth:

What planet are you from?

Sandy: 

I am very mad at you…Beth.
Look at his e-I am true are you account?
Look at the words that he wrote…he is a poet.

His account:

I need someone to complete me. I need a better half, because right now I am only half whole. I need to find the woman of my dreams…could you be that woman? I am a man of loneliness and desperation. I am a man that makes the world sing, streams flow, and the stars shine! I am a man of dreams and pleasure. Dreams and pleasure. I am crying tears now. Oh, please come and save me!

Beth:

Very touching lines,
it is lies all lies.
He is a poet in many women’s eyes.
Have you ever wondered why he is on the site? I mean look at his words of desperation, if he is all those things that he says he is, then why isn’t he with someone? That is the question to ponder.

Sandy:


Oh, why must you make me feel this way?
Oh, must I deal with these feelings of pain and pleasure.
Oh, the humanity.

Beth:

Drop the drama queen act.
Let’s go watch a movie.

Sandy:

OK!

FIN

Note: To find out what these characters are talking about. See the Farting women: The adventure at the lust package (the trilogy).





The fart dominatrix: Lust hunting…

23 02 2008

WARNING: ADULT MATERIAL. ADULT CONTENT. MATURE CONTENT. ADULT LANGUAGE. 

What is a fart Dominatrix? It is someone that lusts for farting on other people. They walk among people of the night not lusting for love or emotion, but for someone willing to give them the gift of fart letting.

On a dark night a woman walks from bar to bar in search of a man to fart upon. She hungers for the lust and pleasure of expelling gas on his smug face. Just hours before she ate a whole bunch of cabbage and beans. The gas in her bubbles with power.

She walks into a bar and looks around. The men in the room all gather around her. They like her tight fitting blouse and her rose red lipstick. Her hair is dark and her eyes are a steamy grey color. She talks to all the men carefully selecting one to unleash her magic on.

Then she meets Greg. She strikes up a conversation with him. He is an asshole that acts like he cares. He will do she thought. He will be the one that I let a huge fat fart upon.

They go to her room that she had rented above the bar. He thought that he was going to get lucky. He thought she was easy as pie on summer afternoon in July. Well, he was wrong and this is what happened after they got to her room.

Star freak: Do you like my room? Come to the couch and sit awhile. I am going to freshen up. Isn’t this great…you being the perfect stranger—tall dark and “handsome”.

Greg: Yes, Star Freak…your room is a skanky hotel room, are you a skank. I think so, You shall drink of my lust tonight. Go and shave your pussy in the shape of cat. I want to give your pussy some milk. I am so smooth.

Star Freak: Don’t be silly Greg I would never shave my pussy for you or any other man. I will be right back.

Greg: You have hurt thy feelings. You are such a bitch! I always get my way.

Star Freak: This night you shall not get your way. This night you shall be submissive to my every way.

Greg: We will see about that.

Star Freak goes in the restroom to get changed. She puts on her black leather sex suit and fishnet stalkings. She slowly struts out of the restroom. Greg is already naked.  His lust tool is standing tall and ready to go. He gets up to kiss her. She kisses him with her tongue. Then she tells him to lay upon her bed of lust!

Star Freak: Lay on my lust bed! There is no time to waste.

Greg: I like the way you think! Give me some sugar now!! Take off your black leather whatever you call it. That doesn’t turn me on!

Star Freak: I don’t care what turns you on! This isn’t about you!

Greg: It is too about about me, and I want some action! Please I beg of your mistress give me some hardcore loving.

Star Freak: There will be no hardcore loving tonight Greg, because I have a surprise for you.

Greg: I love surprises when they are for me. It is all about me.

Star Freak: Yes, well this surprise is something that you will remember for a long time. I am not sure if you will like it or not!

Greg: Try me and see, I will tell you if I like it!

Star Freak: You have to beg for it! You have to beg hard for it!

Greg: Please don’t make me beg. Please Mistress! Please, I want it! Look at the tear that I cry. They are for you my love.

Star Freak:  Don’t you call me mistress call me: Fart Dominatrix you bastard. I am not your love.

Greg: Fart Dominatrix…that is just fucking rude. I mean, I give you the time of day, and I offer you my lust pole and you call yourself Fart Dominatrix.  You aren’t like those farting college women are you?

Star Freak: Oh, you know them!

Greg: No…but you are scaring me!

Star Freak: Silence I have heard enough of your shit. I have a surprise for you that you won’t forget.

Fart Dominatrix takes off her panties and tosses them in the corner of the room. Greg is freaked out by her beauty. He is in a trance!

Greg: You are so beautiful come here and let me drink of you!

Star Freak: Let me ask you something Greg before we go any further.

Greg: Get on with it, I want some action you skank.

Star Freak: Do you like farts Greg?!

Greg: I let one go every now and then, but I am sophisticated and refined, so I don’t fart now. I am too good for that. 

Star Freak: I love them Greg! I love them so, and I want to fart on you! Please, I must release the gas inside. I am feeling all emotional Greg!

Greg:  You are like those farting college women.

Star Freak: Yes, I am afraid so Greg!

Star Freak puts her bare ass above Greg’s face and lets the gas go!

Star Freak:Yes, it feels so good! I am going to cum! Oh, shit! (poooooooooooooooooooooo! OOOOOOOOOSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSASdsbpppppppppp) I AM CUMMING!

Greg: My face it is burning! My eyes! My mouth! My beautiful face! My sexy hair! My face job is melting! I am melting! (AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA)!

Star Freak: Oh, it feels so good to be me! (he, he, he, ha, ha, ha, ha)! That was an awsome!

Greg gets up and runs out of the room! He runs through the bar and everyone sees his little package, and he is never seen at that bar again!

FIN!





The Farting College women: The Adventure at the Lust package Part 2

16 02 2008

Warning: adult Content! Adult Material. Adult Theme. Adult Language.

Note: all names are fictional. It is a story!

In our last episode Beth lost her farting powers. She was just about to fart on Mark GreenBill to save her friend Sandy from his horrible seduction of sickness. But, just as she had her ass in his face she couldn’t fart. Will she get her Fart powers back? Find out in this episode…ladies and gentlemen!

Mandy: What did you do to her…Mark GreenBill? Why can’t she fart?!

Mark GreenBill: I had my henchmen spike her drink with gas be gone, and now she will never fart ever again, and Sandy and I can live happily ever after (he, he, he, he, he, he…ha, ha, ha, ha)!

Sandy: Yes, my love we will move to an island paradise filled with love and passion.

Mandy: More like mosquitoes and malaria.

Sandy: Why do you have to ruin it for me…Mandy. We are going to live in paradise just Mark and me.

Mark GreenBill: Yeah, and Sandy will wear flowers and beads, and we can run around naked all day long in the hot, hot, sun! 

Beth: Gas be gone…NO!

Mark GreenBill: Yes, I am afraid so Beth isn’t it nice. Your ass is now silent. There are no farts coming from it. You won’t be able to free Sandy from my control and power trips (ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha)!!!

Mandy: Not so fast Mark GreenBill, you forgot about me. I have gas it was that corn dog that I ate. It was the sauerkraut that I had for lunch…it was the corn on the cob I had for my afternoon snack. I am going to fart in your fucking smug ass face.  I might blow a piece of corn in your eye, so say goodbye to all this and hello to my fucking nasty ass fart!

Mark GreenBill: No, you can’t have gas…they put gas be gone in your fucking beer too. You can’t get gas.

Mandy: Mark, you are such an amateur. I like fruity drinks, beer tastes like horse piss…and looks like it too.

Sandy: Don’t bother my man…you tramp!

Mandy: How dare you call me a tramp…after all the we have been through.

Mark GreenBill: Yeah, tramp leave me alone. Sandy and I have bed surfing to do with our clothes off if you know what I mean.

Mandy: Yeah, I know what you mean you asshole. Beth, take Sandy with you, Mr. GreenBill and I have some things to talk about.

Beth: OK…I am out of here. I need to go eat some cabbage anyway…Sandy move your ass!

Sandy: No, you are a bitch and you are just jealous that I have a man and you don’t.

Beth: Don’t worry bitch…trust me I don’t envy you in any way! And besides I swing the “other way”!

Mark GreenBill: What do you mean…Beth. I am a stud…a catch of the year and your just jealous that Sandy has a dick…my dick. If you had my dick you would go back to loving men.

Mandy: You are such a dick Mark!

Beth: Fat chance…your dick is too small for the likes of me, and besides who needs a sperm chucker like you.

Mark GreenBill: I am not small. I have a big one. I have a big one. Sandy Beth is hurting my feelings. I am all emotional now!

Mandy: Yeah, Mark you are a dick!

Sandy: Shut the fuck up Mandy, and get the hell out of my life.

Mandy: What has he done to you…Sandy!

Mark GreenBill: I am such a catch…that is why she is the way that she is.

Mandy: You are a catch alright…you are going to catch a piece corn in your eye from my ass!

Mark GreenBill: I would like to see you try!

Beth picks up Sandy and puts her over her shoulder. Mark GreenBill makes a run for it. He is too much of an asshole to fight his own battles. Mandy Corners Mark in one corner of the fuzzy room with shag carpet.  

Sandy: Mark!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Mark!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! AAAAAAAAAAAAA! 

Mark GreenBill: You can’t stop me! I am Mark…what are you doing?

Mandy: I am taking my dress off…Mark!

Mark GreenBill: You don’t have any panties on you are so hot! Oh, you have a nice body! Your tits are so real, but you need to shave your pussy! I am telling Sandy that she has to after we consummate our love for the first time.

Mandy: There will be no first time, and unfortunatly for you I have plans for you, and fortunately for me I am going to fart in your smug ass face.

Mark GreenBill: You wouldn’t dare…fart in my beautiful fucking face.

Mandy pushes Mark on to the shag carpet bed, and then she sits on his face!

Mark GreenBill: Your ass smells so good Mandy, it smells like rose garden surprise. Don’t you want to rethink this, I mean we could be lovers forever.

Mandy: No, Mark forever seems too long, and I have gas in my ass…and I am going to fart. My ass won’t smell like roses anymore it will smell like dog shit in the garden surprise. Oh, it is almost here, I can feel it coming from deep within, oh here it comes Mark. I am almost there…Mark.

Mandy’s Fart:Poooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo! Ooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo! SSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS! WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO! POPOPOPOPOPOPOPO!

Mark GreenBill: It smells. I am…going…to (Barf) I have a piece of corn stuck in my mouth you, and in my nose! My face is burning! My Eyes! My Nose! What did you eat your freak.

Mandy: Goodbye…Mark! I hope that I have ruined your smug ass face, and reputation!

Mark GreenBill: I will get you Mandy, and the rest of the farting college women! After I have surgery to correct my contaminated face if it is the last thing that I do! I will get my revenge do you hear me farting college women!!!!!!!!!

Mandy: We will be waiting…you bastard!

Mandy walks out into the bar. Beth can’t get Sandy to stop crying! She is fighting Beth!

Mandy: what is wrong!

Beth: She is sick! She has second-hand asshole disease.

Mandy: I have never heard of that…come on Sandy come back to us!

Beth: Yes, it is the same thing as second hand smoke if you are around it too long you could get cancer. She was around an asshole for too long, and now all she will date is assholes…we have got to break the cycle. 

Mandy: What are we going to do?

Beth: I don’t know, but I have to think of something fast! Oh, I got my farting powers back.

Mandy: What did you do?

Beth: I ate a bunch of cabbage, and legumes. Tasted like crap, but I am ready to take on all assholes of this world!

Mandy: That is great…you should get a medal for that.

Beth: You are such a smart ass Mandy!

Mandy: Yes, isn’t it great!

Sandy: Mark where are you my love. My love! My love!!!

Beth: We have got to do something fast!

Will Sandy recover from asshole disease, or will she love assholes all her life. Find out in the next episode of The Farting College Women: The Adventure at the Lust package.

FIN: for now!