Nora Martinez lay in her bunkbed and looked up at the bottom of the bunk above her. She had no idea what time it was but knew it had to be at least 6 am as the light was now leaking through the window of her cell.

She looked down at her stomach, observing the details of her new gray uniform and began scratching the woven in number on her collar. "Inmate 2570". She was now reduced to a number in a computer system. How did it come to this?

She rolled onto her side and was gripped with an incredible feeling of loneliness.

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Nora sat in the lunchroom by herself. She had been told to not accept favors from anyone because they could make her their bitch. Even what seemed like basic common decency like holding the door open for someone was always to be viewed as having an ulterior motive.

As she sat their playing with the gross slop the institution passed off as food with her fork, a large Latina woman approached her. She was muscular and had an incredibly angry expression on her face. Nora noticed this and began to panic internally. Nora had black hair, fair skin, nice supple breasts and a decent bottom, but she was in no way built to defend herself against this woman. "Do I just throw my food at them?!" she whispered to herself. Beads of sweat began to form on her face.

Right as the Latina woman was about to close in on Nora another figure stepped in behind her.

"Back off Lele," the woman growled. Nora turned to look at her newfound savior. A tall, Hispanic woman with tan skin, a large bottom and decent sized breasts wearing a beige uniform that clung tightly to her body. She had a streak of orange in her hair near her bangs. Nora could tell she was a fighter.

"Or what, puta?" Lele challenged. Suddenly a group of 5 other women got up from their tables and stood behind orange streaked woman.

"Or these bitches and me will MAKE you leave." Lele looked somewhat shaken. While she was strong there was no way she could take on all of these women at once. She grimmaced and slowly backed away.

"That's right," the woman called out. She then looked down at Nora and glared at her. Nora was wide eyed and appreciative.

"Oh my god, thank you so much! I would have been so fucked."

The woman sneered and walked off with her crew of 5 others, leaving Nora puzzled but still greatful. "I-I won't forget this!" she called out weakly.

Just then she realized these women had done her a huge favor, the one thing you're not supposed to accept in prison. While that was still true, clearly getting saved by those women was better than getting pummeled by that huge bitch, right?

Nora sat there nervously, deciding to finally eat.

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After lunch Nora was on her way to the yard. She didn't want to go there but it was better than hanging out inside the prison and this way she could avoid danger. As she turned a corner she was suddenly cut off by none other than the orange streaked girl and 3 others.

"Oh, you again!" Nora said nervously. "Hey thanks again for doing that earlier."

"Hey, we were all new here once, right?" The orange streaked woman smiled. "Martina Caballos," she looked over at her friends and grinned. "Just call me Marti"

"Marti! Got it! I'm Nora. Nora Martinez. Y-yeah I am new here, looking to not cause any trouble."

"Well, if you're new you're gonna need protection. And since I don't see you join up with anyone else, you should join up with us." she glared.

Nora felt a huge lump in her throat. "Uhh...who is us?"

Marti laughed. "You mean you never heard of Los Salvajes? Damn girl where are you from?"

Oh no, Nora groaned. She knew Los Salvajes all too well. Her classmate Alyssa Fuentes had joined their gang 5 months ago and was now a completely different person. joining a gang like this meant you could never get out, something Nora was deathly afraid of.

"Oh, thank you so much, miss Marti, but um...I think I just wanna be alone, if that's ok, I mean no disrespect of course."

Marti raised one eyebrow and frowned. "So we go ahead and save your life and THIS is how you repay us?"

"Oh no mam I am SO grateful. Like, wow. SO grateful, believe me," she insisted as she backed away slowly. "I'll never forget your kindness miss Marti, thank you s-"

Nora suddenly felt her backside collide with a body behind her. She turned around and her stomach suddenly dropped.

"Hey puta," Lele grinned. What was she doing here?!

"Hmmm," Marti glared at her, slowly walking over. "You don't seem very grateful to me. What do you think Lele, does she seem grateful to you?" Lele shook her head.

Wait a minute, Nora panicked. These two were friends the entire time? So that thing in the lunchroom today was just an act?!

"Uhhh, guys, really," Nora stammered. "I don't want any trouble."

Marti smiled and brought her nose right up to hers. "and yet, little Martinez, trouble is exactly what you are gonna get. Lele, take her to the gym."

Lele grabbed a struggling Nora and headed off to the gym. She threw Nora onto the blue gymnastics material. Nora looked up at her with a look that pleaded, "just let me get out of here". Lele shook her head and grinned.

"Marti got something planned for you, best believe." she chuckled.

Marti entered the room, now wearing a completely different outfit: Hot pink leggings, no socks, a blue tank top and a red bandana on her head. Nora stared at her in awe. What was going to happen now, she thought with extreme terror.

"Okay bitch," Marti grinned as she assumed a fighting position. "If you wanna leave here, just run past me. My girls won't stop you." Nora looked at the door leading outside of the gym. She was a very fast sprinter in college, could she possibly get by Marti?

Nora stood up, still shaking slightly. "Miss Marti, really, I didn't mean any disrespect! I'm sorry! I don't want to fight!"

Marti licked her lips. "Oh chica you don't know the meaning of disrespect. But I'm gonna show you."

Suddenly Marti charged at Nora, taking her off guard. Nora tried to evade her and side stepped one of her punches, now slightly behind Marti and with a clear shot to the exit. All of a sudden, WHAM. Marti had kicked Nora's legs out from under her. She hollered as she fell to the ground.

Marti then pushed her over onto her back and was now straddling Nora's stomach with her butt facing her. She grabbed one of Nora's arms and twisted it, causing her to cry out in pain.

"If you move? I break your arm you little bitch," she spat. Nora whimpered.

Suddenly the other girls spectating began to chant something.

"FAR-TI! FAR-TI! FAR-TI!" Were they saying...fart?

Marti scooted her luscious pink legging clad butt up to Nora's face, causing Nora to blush sightly. The cheeks were now right up against her nose, not covering her entire face but the nose was snug inside.

Marti looked back at her and gave her a devilish grin. "I'm about to show you why they call me Farti Marti" she laughed.

Oh god, no. Nora realized EXACTLY what was about to happen and began to struggle. Ever since she was a child she had always been supremely disgusted by poop, farts and bathroom humor in general. She would even go out of her way to listen to music loudly if she was in a public restroom because the sound of other women pooping and farting was far too gross for her. Call it a phobia or a quirk, Nora could not even imagine someone doing what Marti was suggesting.

Marti pressed her butt down on Nora's nose. "This, Nora. This is disrespect."

Nora felt her comfy cheeks suddenly push slightly against her, and then it hit.

PWWWAAAAAAAAAARRRP?

A loud, 3 second honking duck fart, right up her nose. Instantly the smell invaded her nostrils. She was overwhelmed by the scent of cabbage, broccoli and cheese but all with the faint undertone of feces. She screamed into Marti's ass, causing Marti to laugh.

"Oh, what's wrong Nora? You didn't mind when I saved you back there but you don't like my farts in your face? Are you too good for my," PWAWP. "unngh, farts?" Nora couldn't get over how Marti's soft, legging clad butt felt so good against her but the obnoxiously loud farts were so brutal.

All the woman around them began to laugh uproariously, causing Nora's face to turn bright red and tears start to well up in her eyes. Marti grinded against Nora's nose, pushing in the scent further. She then lifted up her cheeks slightly so Nora could breathe.

"Please, miss Marti, please," Nora said in a wavery voice. "It smells so bad, I can't take it." Marti angrily lowered her ass onto her nose again and their eyes met.

"Oh, you can take it bitch, and you will,"

pwwwwEEEEEEEEEEEEeeeeeearrrrrrr-BRAAAAAAMPPPPf?

Marti cut what started as a whiney high pitched fart that ended up having a low bassy rumble at the end. This one smelled like straight shit. Nora closed her eyes as the fart ravaged her innocent nose and the tears began to fall. Everyone in the audience was now dying laughing.

"Fart sniffing bitch!" one girl yelled.

"Do you like shit you fucking dyke?" Lele laughed.

Nora wanted to die. The most humiliating thing you could do to another person was publicly force them to smell your fucking farts. Now with everyone laughing at her and calling her a fart sniffer she knew this would follow her for her entire stint in prison.

Marti rubbed her butt on Nora's face a little more then stood up. "Get on your knees," she commanded. Nora, silently sobbing did as she was told.

Marti turned around and bent down slightly with her face in front of her. "I'm gonna cut another fucking fart in your face, and I wanna hear you sniff." Nora swallowed and nodded silently. Marti got her nose just close enough so it was barely touching Nora's nose.

PPpOOOooooMMM?

A stinky, 5 second cute sounding toot forced it's way out of Marti's bottom and right into Nora's face.

"I wanna hear you SNIFF, puta!" she yelled. Nora took a huge sniff. Shit again, not even a subtle scent of cheese or cabbage. She continued to sniff with tears streaming down her face. Not a second later and Marti cut another one.

BWWWAMP

A short but masculine sounding meaty fart. More nose burning wretched shit smell.

"Look at that everybody," Marti laughed. "This gross ass bitch likes the smell of my shit!" A huge roar of laughter echoed across the gym walls with Nora's face hotter and redder than it had ever been.

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Nora entered her new cell. Marti was laying butt naked on the bottom bunk on her stomach reading a magazine.

"Come here bitch." Marti casually ordered. Nora came behind Marti and sat on the end of the bed.

"I let you take a nap after I dominated you with my fucking farts. Never seen a girl cry that much after one of my gas sessions."

Nora was silent, looking at the floor.

"I picked up that fart stuff from my boss on the outside, Isabella, but I like to think I'm a little more brutal." She then flexed her cheeks slightly and looked at Nora.

"You must be hungry," Marti said with a small smirk on her face. Nora grimaced. She knew fighting this would cause her to get beaten up or worse. "Massage my ass," Marti commanded.

Nora got behind Marti and put her hands on her tan, soft cheeks. She really did have an incredible butt. As she rubbed her hands on her ass Marti laid her head down on her arms and sighed.

"Mmmmm....feels so good" she moaned. "You know, I had to do everything you're doing now to my old boss".

Nora stopped massaging and looked up.

"Yes, everything," Marti answered. Nora was silently shocked. Why was she admitting that she had been humiliated just as Nora had been? Didn't that show some sign of weakness? Perhaps this was Marti's way of relating to me, Nora thought to herself. "Did I tell you to stop massaging?" Marti growled.

Nora continued to massage. Suddenly, Marti's cheeks pushed up slightly.

buuuWOP

Marti let loose a short but bassy fog horn fart. She sighed with pleasure. Nora sniffed the air. It smelled less like poop and more like chicken and eggs. Still disgusting but at least not shit smell. It was amazing what Nora could now rationalize as being acceptable, or not AS bad.

"I love those lazy, deep farts," she moaned. "Mmmm....ok, give me a bath now."

Nora grimaced as she slowly brought her face down into Mart's stinky naked buns and pulled them apart. She stared at it for a second, mustering up all her courage and then slowly brought her tongue up and down Marti's anus. It didn't taste like anything she was familiar with but had kind of a sharp aftertaste. Marti moaned loudly now.

"Ooooohh, aye, aye, aye," she moaned as she gripped her bed sheets slightly and began grinding against the sheets. Nora was able to lick her ass without throwing up which was a good sign. If she could get used to this she could get used to anything.

This went out for about 3 minutes until Marti suddenly pushed her anus out slightly.

BWORRRRRRRRRrrrrrrrppppPPP

She cut a loud, 5 second frog sounding fart right into Nora's mouth which caused her to gag involuntarily. Marti chuckled slightly.

"What, you don't like the taste of my poots?" she said in an almost cute taunting voice. Nora stopped licking to stop herself from throwing up, face bright red.

"Ok, I'm gonna sleep now," she said as she rolled onto her side. "Bring your head down where my ass is and your feet up here near my pillow."

Nora sat there and began to silently weep. Marti looked over at her.

"Ugh....ok. You've taken a beating today, I'll admit." she crawled over to Nora and sat next to her. "A good leader must punish as well as show kindness. So I'll show some kindness to you."

She put her hand on the back of Nora's head and guided it into her breasts. Nora stared at Marti's juicy brown nipple, red in the face and confused. "You're crying, you baby. You need your pacifier. So suck it."

Nora looked up at her, unsure if this was a trick. Marti nodded as if to say "go on" and Nora slowly put her mouth over her nipple. Marti's breasts tasted amazing. She instinctively put her arm on Marti's hip as she sucked and nibbled on her breast. Marti laid her head back and sighed. Nora could see she was getting wet.

Sucking on Marti's tit was about the most calm and soothing thing feeling Nora had felt all day. She let the rest of her tears flow. Marti rubbed Nora's waist, gently whispering "shhh shhh shhh," as if everything was going to be ok.

"Ok, that's it. You will get more tomorrow, IF you behave." Marti laid back on her side and motioned for Nora to put her face there.

Nora laid on her said staring at Marti's gorgeous brown ass. The two were silent for a while until she could hear Marti begin to snore quietly. Nora sighed to herself. Finally, a moment without farts and torture.

Just at that moment, Marti let out a long fart in her sleep.

BOOoooooouummmMMMM?

A warm and stinky bass note vibrated against Nora's nose. Such a masculine and powerful fart. This was the fart of a boss, someone who was so relaxed and confident in themselves. Nora sniffed it apprehensively. This one actually didn't smell so bad, just smelled like Marti, who Nora was beginning to understand slightly better now. She could be cruel or sadistic and warm and loving when the situation called for it, but the bottom line was that she was in charge. Nothing was going to change that.

bOOOOff

Another bassy puffer against Nora's face. This one smelt a little like poop. Nora closed her eyes, sighed and tried her best to fall asleep.

Pfttt- pffffffffft

Two hot puffers assaulted her nose. Despite the stink, she was somewhat comforted by Marti's warm, brown ass nuzzling her nose. At least she wasn't lonely.