A Good Son
by femdomloverff

The earliest memory I have is the scent of my Mother's gas. Maybe it's purely sentimental, but It's so distinct from every other smell. I grew up in Saitama prefecture, Japan. My early life was quite isolated, after my Father left when I was three, I spent the majority of time with my Mother. She is a sweet woman, kind and beautiful- no matter how wrong it felt, I've always sought after her. Every inch of her body reminds me of home and fills my soul with great comfort. Her long, flowing, jet-black hair. Her jovial, mature face with dark nearly shut eyes. Her supple, hanging breasts, her wide child-bearing hips. Most of all, her huge, round ass and the small mole on it's left cheek I had seen walking past the bathroom when I was young. No woman has ever matched her beauty in my eyes, no ass is as perfectly sculpted, no gas is as pungent.

It was my final day of high school. Rather than writing entrance exams, or hanging out with friends I rushed home, gladly leaving that chapter of my life behind. All throughout schooling I had been a loner, seldom speaking to anybody and completely average. Never bullied, never popular. Like a ghost. Perhaps I could have had a good life in school, and gone on to do great things, but my Mother was always in the back of my mind, school was merely an obstacle on the way to her. With no responsibilities, no homework, no reason to leave home, I was excited. I could now devote myself to the woman who granted me this life, after all, it would only be fair to dedicate it to her.

I rushed through the front door, and locked it behind me. I heard the clanking and splashing of dishes being washed. I hurried into the kitchen and fell to my knees before my Mother, clad in a tight white dress and apron. I felt such a great deal of excitement just peeking at her pantyhose'd ankles beneath her long skirt. She turned, a bit surprised, to see me before smiling sweetly. "Mom, please, allow me to be your slave, your fart slave! I wish only to serve you, and now that my schooling has ended no one will ask any questions. We're finally all alone!" Her smile turned serious, and and she reached down, caressing my face. "Sweetie, you've always been my slave. Now go wait for Mommy upstairs."

My heart was racing. Memories began to flood into my mind all at once. The way she had always farted so openly around me, the way she would jokingly pretend not to notice me, as she sat on top of me on the couch. I rushed into her bedroom, sprawled out on the bed was a collar, a leash, handcuffs, and naughty lingerie. I suddenly felt her hand on my shoulder, firmly pushing me down to my knees. She slowly began to collect the bindings from her sheet. She placed the handcuffs on me first, stretching my arms behind my back, and locking my wrists in tight. Next she placed the collar tightly around my neck, nearly choking me, before giggling and loosening it a bit. Finally she clipped the leash on, and tied the end around her bedpost.

She began to strip, first, her dress dropped to a pile on the floor. She stepped out of it in nothing but her pantyhose and bra. Next she unclasped her bra, and let it fall to the floor as well. Her bare skin all the way down her back, her tight pantyhose barely containing her juicy rump. I was drooling. "I know how much you love Mommy's pantyhose, so I'll give you a little treat before we begin." Backing up methodically, I was hypnotized by the motion of her thick cheeks. Her ass soon completely obscured my vision, and finally swallowed up my nose. I huffed desperately at her sweet perfume, and wiggled my face in deeper.

"Do you want a fart honey?" I responded quickly. "Yes!" She chuckled. "You have to beg me, sweetie, Mommy needs to know that you need her yummy farts." I began to beg desperately. "Please, please, I want a fart Mom, please, make it really stink!" She patted the back of my head, and raised her hip. A bubbly toot rippled into my nostrils. I inhaled every molecule of her rotten stench. "Good boy, baby~" She stepped forward, freeing me from her ass. Taking the leash from the bedpost she lead me up onto the bed, and asked that I lay on my back. I watched as she peeled off her pantyhose, and began to squeeze her thick, delicious body in the naughty lingerie. It left her ass bare and hooked onto black thigh high stockings. The body of it resembled a corset, and also left her tits drooping and exposed. Her ass looked unbelievanble, and she teased me with it, bouncing it up and down next to the bed for me to watch.

The bouncing abruptly stopped, and bending over she ripped a loud, cheekflapping fart which quickly wafted over to me, with a fragrance a dozen times more potent than her first. "Oh fuck~ Sweety, we have to start now. I feel that omelette doing it's job. Let's skip the soft stuff, here, open your mouth sweetie." I obeyed, and Mom placed a ring gag into my mouth, forcing it open. She grabbed a hold of the leash, and straddled my face, immediately dropping her ass over my mouth. After some grinding on my face, she created a perfect seal from her anus into my mouth. Her stomach growled violently.

"Oh... FUCK~!" She moaned in pleasure as a thick, steamy fart billowed down my throat, and coated my tongue in her flavour. One after the other the farts continued to rip directly into my mouth. Moaning and grinding, my Mother took a hold of my leash and tugged it tight, keeping my face sealed inside her stinky prison.

At some point, I must have passed out. I woke up, bound to each bed post, with my Mother standing dissapointed above me. "Ara ara~ I thought you could eat all of Mommy's gas, what happened sweety?" I pleaded, hoping she wouldn't punish me by withholding her delicious farts. "It's ok sweetie, we can train every. Single. Night until you're able to swallow everything. Now, shall we begin?"