By: ohdurr
"How do I look?" Veronica asked as she posed in the doorway of the apartment's only bedroom, looking over at her boyfriend sitting at the other end of the small, beat-up sofa.
"You look amazing," the boy gushed, looking her up and down.
She turned around slowly, letting him take in the way her red dress clung to her curves and the short length that ended mid-thigh. As she looked back at him, her dark, wavy hair fell over her shoulders and the long lashes of her large brown eyes fluttered at him. She gave a slight pout of her full lips and the boy looked like he was melting.
Veronica loved teasing him. It was one of her favorite things about him. He was always so easy. He was also adorable. His floppy brown hair fell over his blue eyes and his body was slim and tight from playing soccer. He was the cutest thing she'd ever seen. She loved him so much.
She went and sat down on his lap, her arms draped around his neck and her fingers playing in his hair. She could feel the heat of his hard-on through his pants as her ass wiggled on his thighs. He looked up at her, his face flushed.
"You've got it baaaaaad," she teased.
"Yeah," he admitted. "You're so hot. It's hard not to."
"So if I can turn you on by just sitting here," she said, grinding her ass into his crotch. "I wonder what will happen when I..." She trailed off as she strained her face.
pvvvvvrt!
He giggled nervously, a grin on his face as his cheeks burned. She grinned back, giggling as well. She knew how to make him riled up, and she didn't have to try too hard. It was cute. He was cute. And he was all hers.
"That felt really good," he said. "But maybe we should go out before I, uh, explode."
She giggled again. "Good idea. Let's go."
She hopped up and took his hand, pulling him up off the couch and into the hallway.
As they waited for the elevator, his hand was still wrapped in hers, their fingers intertwined. She rubbed the back of his hand with her thumb and smiled. When the doors opened, she led him inside. She pressed the button for the lobby and then pushed him back against the wall.
"Get on your knees, Val," she said softly, but firmly.
"Here?" he asked, glancing at the elevator doors.
"Mhm," she said. "I have to fart."
"What if someone gets on the elevator?"
"That's even more exciting, isn't it?" she said. "Now hurry up. I can't hold it much longer."
She could see his eyes glaze over as the prospect of doing something so naughty in public overcame him. He quickly got down on his knees and looked up at her with a look of adoration. She leaned forward, pressing her ass out at him, her hands on the railing.
pbbbrt!
The sound was loud in the small space, echoing off the walls. She moaned and pressed her ass back even farther. He was breathing hard. He loved this. She glanced back and saw his mouth open and his eyes half-lidded. He was getting into this. She was getting into it too.
"Pull my dress up," she said, still in her firm tone.
He reached out with both hands and lifted the hem of her dress. The soft fabric slid easily up her skin, exposing the white thong she was wearing. His eyes were glued to her ass.
brpppt!
"Ugh," she grunted, pressing her ass into his face. "Smell it, Val."
His nose pressed against her ass and she heard him inhale. He moaned as he took in the scent of her gas.
"Doesn't it stink?" she asked.
"Yeah," he murmured.
"And you love it, don't you, Val?"
"Oh, god, yes," he said.
Ding!
The elevator stopped.
"Oh, shit," she gasped. "Hurry. Get up."
She yanked her dress back down as Val got up off his knees. His face was still flush and his cock was obviously hard in his pants.
"Act normal," she said as the doors slid open.
There were two guys standing in front of the elevator and the doors opened. Veronica could see them glance at her and then Val, but they didn't say anything as the stepped inside. Val and Veronica shuffled to the back of the elevator and the doors closed again.
Veronica's heart was pounding and her body was buzzing with arousal. That had been such a rush. She couldn't believe she had done that. She glanced at the two guys, wondering if they could smell the residue of her farts. If they could, they didn't seem to be fazed by it.
As the elevator descended, her stomach growled. She needed to fart again. She wondered if she dared. The thought of being so bad and doing something so naughty --in front of two total strangers -- was making her crazy. She looked over at the two men. They were a bit older than her, maybe in their late twenties.
"I can't hold it," she said under her breath, looking at Val. "I have to fart."
His eyes widened and a grin spread across his face. She smiled back and glanced at the two men, who were talking to each other and hadn't heard her.
She glanced back at Val, his eyes still wide and a big, goofy smile on his face.
"Watch," she said, turning slightly to face him, and away from the two strangers.
She bent over a bit, her hands on the railing, her ass towards the two guys. She couldn't help it. She had to do this. She was so turned on by the fact that the two guys were right behind her. It was going to be so dirty. She looked into Val's eyes and he was obviously excited too. She smiled at him.
"You ready?" she whispered.
He nodded eagerly, biting his lower lip.
Her ass started to rumble. Her bowels churned and she felt the gas moving up through her rectum. She held onto the railing, her knees trembling. She was nervous and excited.
bbbbshhpllrtrtrtt!
The fart was so loud. Her whole body tensed as the long, nasty blast escaped her ass. She let out a long breath and her knees shook even harder. The fart echoed around the elevator. She glanced at the two men. They were both staring at her, their mouths agape.
"What the fuck?!" one of them shouted.
"Jesus Christ!" the other guy yelled. "What the hell is wrong with you?"
They both quickly shuffled away from her and to the other end of the elevator.
"Oh, I'm so sorry," Veronica said, covering her mouth, trying to hide the smile on her face.
"Fucking bitch," the one guy muttered, glaring at her.
"Excuse me?" she said, looking over at him, raising an eyebrow.
"You fucking heard me, slut," he said.
"You'd better watch what you say to my girlfriend," Val said, his eyes narrowed at the two guys.
"Oh, I'm sorry," the guy said. "Am I supposed to be afraid of you? What are you going to do?"
"You don't want to find out," Val said, taking a step forward.
The other guy was now stepping up too, going toe to toe against Val. Veronica wasn't sure what to do. She was a bit scared, but also excited by the way Val was defending her.
"You'd better back the fuck off," the guy said.
"You first," Val shot back.
The guy reached up, and it seemed like he was going to slap Val, but Val grabbed the guy's arm and twisted it. He then shoved the guy back into the second guy, knocking them both to the floor. The elevator dinged and the doors opened.
"Let's get out of here," Val said, taking Veronica's hand.
"Wait," she said, a twisted smile appearing on her face.
"What?" he asked.
She looked at the two guys, both still lying on the ground, their faces in shock.
"I have to fart." she said.
"Fuck, yeah." Val said, grinning.
She grinned as well. She looked over at the guys.
"You ready?" she asked them.
"You psycho bitch," one of them spat out.
"I'll take that as a yes," she said.
She turned to face them and bent over, her ass facing them. One of the guys kicked at her legs, and knocked her off balance. She fell backwards.
Right on top of the guy who tried to fight Val.
Veronica landed with a loud grunt, her ass smacking into the guy's face.
prrrrbtt!
A blast of gas escaped her ass. He yelled, muffled under her, and tried to push her off, but she kept him pinned down with her ass.
"Get off of him!” the other guy yelled.
"No way," she said, smiling.
She pressed her ass down into the guy's face, pinning him against the wall of the elevator, and looked over at the other guy.
"Do you want some too?" she asked him, wiggling her ass, causing the guy she was sitting on to groan.
"Fuck you, bitch." the other guy said.
"Suit yourself."
She wiggled her ass again, grinding her ass, only protected by a white thong, into the guy's face. She felt her ass rumble and then her stomach churn.
bbbbbbrrrrpppllllrrrrrrrtttttttttttt!
Her longest fart yet blasted from her ass and into the guy's face. The fart was long, meaty, and nasty. It smelled like a mix of rotten eggs, steak, and shit.
"Ugh!" the guy she was sitting on groaned.
"Oh, god," the other guy said. "That stinks. What the hell have you been eating, you disgusting bitch?"
Something inside of Veronica snapped. Her vision went red and blurry, except for his face. His fugly, horribly groomed, dick-eating face. She closed her eyes, and sighed. “You just can never shut up, can you, asshole?”
She got up off of the guy's face and looked at Val. His face was a mix of arousal, sympathy, and now, fear. She walked over to him, her heels clicking on the floor, her hips swinging. She gave him a peck on the lips.
Re-entering the elevator, Val hit the button for the 12th floor; the very top floor. With this painfully slow elevator, she knew it would take a while.
Veronica bent over and pulled her thong to the side. Her puckering asshole met eye to brown eye with the guys on the floor.
"You ready?" she asked, her tone sickeningly sweet.
BBBBBBBBBBBRRRRRRRTTTTTTTTTTT!
Her fart came out as a single, loud blast. Both of the guys recoiled, scrunching their noses. The fart lasted a good ten seconds, and by the end of it, Veronica was walking out of the elevator, and the doors shut the two of them in, the sounds of their screams and pleas fading as the elevator rose.
Veronica looked back at Val.
"Let's go." she said, smiling.
----
The two walked into the crowded restaurant, hand in hand, and was led to their table Val had reserved by the hostess.
"This place is nice." Veronica said.
"Anything for you," Val said, reaching across the table and squeezing her hand.
She smiled at him and they continued to make small talk until their waiter arrived.
"Hello," the blonde, curly haired boy said. "Welcome to Kyros. I'm Bertie, and I'll be your waiter today."
He placed a basket of bread and a tray with two glasses of water on the table.
"Would you two like something else to drink?" he asked.
"Water's fine," Val said.
"Same," Veronica said.
"Excellent. I'll give you two a few minutes to look over the menu. Enjoy the bread." Bertie said, walking off.
"This is nice," Veronica said, glancing around.
"I thought you'd like it," Val said, a smile on his face. "I'm glad you're happy."
"Thank you for this," she said, reaching across the table and touching his hand. "I really appreciate it."
"Of course," he said.
Veronica reached into the breadbasket and took a slice, placing it on her plate. Val did the same. They continued chatting and laughing, the restaurant a low hum of conversation, cutlery clinking on plates, and soft music.
After a few minutes, their waiter returned.
"Are you two ready to order?" he asked.
"I'll have the steak, medium-well, with a baked potato, and salad," Val said.
"Very well," Bertie said, scribbling down the order. "And you, ma'am?"
"I'll have the salmon," Veronica said. "Grilled. With a garden salad."
"Excellent," the waiter said. "I'll have that out as soon as possible."
He picked up their menus and left, leaving them alone once more.
Veronica reached into the breadbasket and picked out a piece of bread. She tore it in two and began eating one piece, while putting the other back on her plate. As she bit into it, the taste of garlic burst onto her tongue. It tasted good. It tasted very good. The garlic flavor mixed with the taste of the warm bread made her salivate. It was a pleasant, garlicky taste, but then it suddenly intensified, a sharp, harsh taste of burning garlic that made her throat catch. She coughed, sputtering a bit of saliva and bread onto the table.
"Are you okay?" Val asked, concerned.
Veronica reached for her water glass. As her hand closed around it, the garlicky taste seemed to get even stronger. She coughed again, the taste overwhelming her tastebuds and making her salivate.
She grabbed her water glass and lifted it to her mouth.
And stopped.
She stared into the glass, at the clear, cold water. But then something caught her eye.
It looked like there was something floating in her glass. It looked like a few clumps of white powder, floating on top of the water.
Her mouth was burning, but the water suddenly seemed much less appealing.
"Give me your water," she said, holding her hand out across the table to Val.
"Huh?" Val said.
"Please." She hoarsely responded.
Val didn't question her, just quickly picked up his glass and handed it to her.
Veronica reached out and grabbed it. She could still taste the burning garlic as she tipped the glass back and let the water splash down into her open mouth. As the water rushed down her throat, it took the garlicky taste with it, cooling her burning mouth. She took several large gulps, and then gasped, looking up at Val, the glass empty in her hands.
"Are you okay?" Val asked, looking confused.
She stared at him, and then looked down at the water glass again. Her eyes narrowed. She reached into the glass, her fingers feeling around for a moment before her nails closed on one of the small, white clumps. As she grabbed at it, it dissolved in the water and then in her hand, until her hand was nothing but water, with no trace of the powder. She looked up at Val again, her mouth open and her eyes wide.
"Val..." she began. "I think the waiter tried to drug me."
"What?!" Val said, his mouth dropping open.
"Look at the water in this glass. It looks like someone put some kind of white powder in it." Veronica said, turning her glass so that he could see. "And the bread tastes weird, like there's a lot of spice to it. A really hot spice."
"You mean you think he tried to drug us?" Val said.
"Well... just me. Your water didn’t have any powder in it." Veronica said.
Val's mouth opened even further and his eyes got even wider. He reached down to his plate, taking a piece of bread and bringing it to his nose, smelling it. His face contorted and he winced, quickly dropping the bread.
"You're right," he said. "There is something wrong with the bread. There's something really spicy in it.”
Veronica felt sick. Her stomach felt like it was in her throat. Her mind was racing, her heart pounding. She was in complete disbelief. How could this be happening? This kind of stuff just didn't happen in real life, did it?
“Hey guys! How’s the bread?” A familiar voice rang out in front of the pair.
It wasn’t the waiter, however. The two of them looked up at their new visitor and their hearts sank even further.
Standing in front of them was none other than the two guys from the elevator, both of them grinning like maniacs, both of their eyes glued on Veronica.
"W-what the hell are you two doing here?" Veronica sputtered, her eyes darting between the two men.
“Allow me to introduce ourselves. I’m Joel, and this is my brother, Ciro. We figured since we hadn't formally introduced ourselves earlier, it would only be courteous to do so now, considering the fact that you are sitting here, having a lovely meal…” he began to snicker as he pulled out his business card, and handed it to Veronica.
“In our restaurant.”
Joel Kyros, the card read. They were the fucking owners, the two realized, their jaws dropping at the same time.
The brothers smiled.
"Now that we've cleared that up, what are we gonna do to her?" Joel said, a wicked smile on his lips as he looked at her.
"What are we gonna do? I've already told you," Ciro said, smirking. "She needs to be punished. I still can't get the smell of her farts out of my nose. Not to mention the fact that she nearly suffocated me. That bitch deserves to be taught a lesson."
"Oh, yeah," Joel said, nodding. "You're absolutely right. We have to make sure she understands just how bad she was. We have to make her realize just how disgusting she was."
"Exactly," Ciro said, grinning. "But what are we going to do to her?”
“You’re not going to be doing a fucking thing to her, that's what." Val said, glaring at the two guys.
"Really?" Joel said, laughing. "And just what do you plan on doing to stop us? You gonna take a swing at us again? Because if so, I should warn you...” he held up his hand and crisply snapped his fingers, and four more men suddenly appeared behind the table, each one with a large, mean looking face and an equally large body.
"Kyros’ security personnel would be happy to return a few.” Joel said, grinning wickedly.
The four men towered over Val. He stared up at them, his face going pale as he realized there was no way he would be able to fight all four of them.
"I have an idea," Joel said. “How about the two of you join us in our backroom?"
"What are you going to do?" Veronica asked, looking scared.
"Oh, don't worry," Joel said, smirking. "We’ll feed you. Dinner will even be on us, actually."
"It will?” Val asked.
"Sure." Ciro said, grinning.
"We just want to make sure you know what a disgusting pig your girlfriend is.”
----
The two brothers didn’t know it, but they had just thought up the best punishment that Veronica and Val could have hoped for.
The two lovebirds ate their meal in silence. Neither one said a word as the food was brought to them in the bare walled backroom. Neither one spoke as they took bites of the admittedly delicious dishes in front of them. Both of them kept glancing at the two men standing next to their table. Two of the four large men from before had come into the room with them, while the brothers sat at the table with Val and Veronica. They weren’t even speaking, just watching, their eyes boring into the couple with a dark, angry stare as they conjured up what they would do with them.
As the two finished up their meals, they looked at one another and nodded. The time had come to put their plan into action.
"Okay, you two," Ciro said, smiling. "Now we can begin."
"What are you going to do to us?" Veronica asked, slightly trembling.
"Well," Ciro began, his face darkening, "we're going to make sure your boyfriend here knows exactly what it's like to be treated like you did to us."
The two brothers smiled.
"Isn't that right, Joel?" he asked.
"Of course," Joel said, his tone cold and emotionless. "He deserves to know."
Val and Veronica looked at one another again, both of their faces full of confusion… And anticipation.
The two men stood up, their eyes dark and menacing, as they moved closer to Val and Veronica, their movements almost mechanical, as if they had been rehearsing this moment for weeks.
As they got closer to Val and Veronica, the brothers smiled even wider. Their grins were wicked and evil looking, like they had both been possessed by the devil.
The couple put up little resistance, letting the two strong security guards lead them by their hands to a small, metal table in a corner of the room.
"Boyfriend, lay down." Ciro said, gesturing to the table.
Val and Veronica shared a glance. This wasn’t at all what they had been expecting, but they could roll with this.
As Val lay on the table, the brothers both chuckled. They didn't say a word, just looked at Val, smiling like he was an animal they were about to butcher. The two brothers looked over at Veronica and gestured for her to come over to the table, their eyes glittering with malice.
She looked at Val and bit her lower lip. She was so excited and scared and horny and anxious, all at once.
The brothers turned their attention back to Val. They were smiling, but there was no humor in their faces. Just malice, hatred, and cruelty.
"Now it's your turn, bitch." Joel said. "You need to sit on top of your boyfriend's face. Like you did to us in the elevator."
That was it.
That was what the couple had been hoping for since Ciro’s quip in the restaurant.
Now they just had to act like they hated it.
Veronica and Val glanced at one another once again, the both of them suppressing the grins threatening to spread across their faces.
"No..." she began. "No way."
"No way?" Ciro said, raising his eyebrow.
"Yeah..." she said, trying to keep a straight face. "There's no way I'm gonna do that."
"Really?" Joel said, sneering at her. "Well, that's too bad..."
He took a step back and nodded to his security guards. Both of the men walked over to Veronica, and one of them picked her up as if she were weightless, holding her in his arms, with her legs kicking and her arms flailing as she yelled for him to stop.
"No! You can't do this to us! Please don't!" she cried out.
"Oh, yes, we can..." Ciro said. "And we're going to."
He grinned.
The security guard held Veronica over the table, his large hand easily wrapping around her waist and holding her in the air over Val.
“I’m so sorry…” She whispered to Val, biting her lower lip as the guards positioned her over Val.
She felt herself being lowered, and a moment later she felt Val's face beneath her. Her heart was racing. Her body was on fire. Her panties were soaked.
Val's face was pressed up against the bottom of her dress for the second time today. Her thighs squeezed the sides of his head and his face pressed against her ass, his nose and mouth pushing up against the soft fabric of her dress and thong. He was breathing hard, his eyes closed, and relishing the comfort he found in his girlfriend’s ass.
His face was now firmly buried in between her two luscious, thick ass cheeks. He was getting harder with every breath he took. The smell of her was intoxicating, a mixture of her sweet, feminine smell mixed with her farts from earlier. His nose and mouth was filled with it, and he wanted to savor it all, but he had to resist. He had to pretend that he was suffering, that he couldn't take it anymore.
Val reached up and pushed at Veronica's thighs, trying to pull them off his head, trying to free himself, trying to give the two brothers what they wanted to see.
"Don't even try to fight it," Ciro said. "If you want this to end, you better start farting.”
Veronica groaned and squirmed on top of Val as he continued to try to pull his face away.
“I can’t control when I fart!” she whined, followed by a long groan from her stomach.
“Well, it certainly sounds like it’s ready to come out.” Ciro said, chuckling. “Go ahead, let out one of your nasty farts right on your boyfriends face. Make him choke on your gas, just like we had to.”
Val gave out another fake cry as he pushed at his girlfriend's thighs once more.
The sound of a soft rumble escaped her stomach again. Val grinned against her ass cheeks. It sounded like she was starting to get a good one.
The room was quiet, save for the sounds of the couple struggling. Everyone's attention was on them.
brppprttttt!
The short, high pitched blast broke the silence.
Veronica groaned, and then groaned again. The brothers chuckled and nodded, a cruel, satisfied look on both their faces.
brrrrppppppllrrrrr!
A 5 second rumbling fart blew into Val's face. He closed his eyes and inhaled deeply. The fart was rich with a mix of different flavors. He could taste garlic and fish in it, but also an earthy scent that smelled of cabbage. It was a potent stench that hit his face like a hammer.
Val's head was pressed in between her ass cheeks now, his face completely enveloped by the soft fabric of her dress.
"It stinks!" he cried out. "It reeks!"
Ciro smiled. To him and Joel, it was a plead for help.
For Veronica, it was a compliment.
The security guard continued to hold her down as she groaned, his head pointing away as her stink wafted up to his nose.
Veronica groaned again, her stomach rumbling once more.
The brothers and the guards stood watching in silence.
frrrpshppplt!
A wet, squelchy fart sputtered out of her. It sounded like stepping into mud.
“Gross.” the guard holding down Veronica muttered.
The smell caught Val off guard. It was worse than any of her other farts today. It made Val cough and sputter under her, something she’s only done a handful of times.
And if the smell was bad enough to make him choke…
“Hrk!” The guard holding down Veronica sputtered, taking his hands off of Veronica and putting them over his mouth. Strands of vomit seeped through the gaps in his fingers as he ran out of the room. The smell was too much for him.
It took Veronica a few beats to recognize that no one was holding her down anymore. But once she did, she decided to rain hell.
The next few seconds were a flurry of activity. Veronica jumped up from the table. The remaining guard made a grab at her, but she dodged his large hands, ducking down and slipping out of his grasp. She quickly turned to Val and helped him off the table, both of them standing up, ready for a fight.
Ciro and Joel had angry, disgusted looks on their faces.
The guard charged at them. Veronica and Val tried to dodge out of the way, but the guard grabbed onto Val. He yanked him away from Veronica and threw him across the room. Val landed in a heap on the ground with a pained grunt. The guard rushed towards him, his large bulk bearing down on him, ready to grab him up and smash him again.
"TOUCH HIM, AND I NUKE THIS PLACE!!” Veronica yelled, hiking up her dress and yanking her thong down.
Everyone in the room turned to look at her. Their eyes went wide at what they saw.
The girl was completely naked, her thong now around her knees, and her ass pushed out towards them. She was smiling wickedly, and her asshole glared at them.
"You lay a single finger on him, and you're going to get more gas than you'll ever want in your life." she said. "Are we clear?"
The guard froze, his eyes darting to the two brothers, looking for help. The two brothers nodded slightly, telling him to do as she says.
"Yeah..." he said, nodding, looking a bit afraid. "I get it."
"Good," she said, a wide grin on her face. "Now back away slowly."
He did as she asked, walking backwards with his hands in the air. He walked slowly back into a corner of the room, and just stood there, not saying a word.
She looked at him, and then at the two brothers. They were both standing there, a bit in shock. Their eyes were wide and their faces were pale. She grinned. She walked towards them, her eyes narrowed and her hands on her hips. She stopped about a foot away from them.
"From now on, we will eat in this restaurant for free. You will give us your most expensive wine, your best service, and anything else we ask for." She said. "Understood?"
"Yes." They both said in unison.
"If we see each other in the apartment building, we will pretend we've never met. Do I make myself clear?"
"Yes." they replied, their faces still pale and their voices trembling.
She smiled.
"How about we shake on it?" Veronica said, placing her hand in between her cheeks and ripping a fart right on it.
pvvvrpppprppt!
She stuck her hand out in front of her. Ciro and Joel stared at her hand in disgust, their faces turning green.
She frowned.
"Fine." she said, lifting up her hand. She took a few steps towards them and flattened her fart-filled palm onto Joel's face.
"Ugh!" he yelled, as she wiped her hand all over his face, leaving a nasty, garlicky residue on his nose and mouth. "Oh god! Ugh! Get it off of me! Ugh, you stink!"
He frantically wiped at his face, trying to get rid of the foul-smelling stench that she had smeared on him.
Veronica put back on her thong, and flattened her dress so that it covered her ass and crotch again.
"Come on, Val." She said. "Let's get the fuck out of here."
In a much quieter voice, she said, "I still got a nuke for you when we get home."
The two of them walked out of the room, Val smiling from ear to ear.