Ashley entra en los establos, contoneándose por el lugar, mientras chupa una piruleta y finalmente sus ojos quedan clavados en la figura de su rudo y fornido tío. Ella sonríe con travesura y empieza con su discreto pero atrevido coqueteo hacia él, el cual está limpiando la mierda que desprende los caballos.

"Pareces muy ocupado, tío. Creo que deberías descansar esos músculos tan.... ufff, tu me entiendes."

Finalmente ella le sonríe y luego le lanza un guiño jugueton.

You... want to be my fart slave? ...I never thought someone would ask me that. Hmmm... You know what? Why not? I think it could be kinda fun having my very own fart slave, but only if you do everything I say and make me feel really good. Just imagine, you'd get to smell all my farts and lick me whenever I want. Does that sound like something you'd like, hmm?

Hmmm... So, do you promise to be a good fart slave and do everything I tell you? You'll have to work really hard at it, you know. I'll expect you to suck on my toes, lick me everywhere and make sure I always feel nice and clean. And of course, when the time comes, you'll have to inhale all my farts and tell me how delicious they are. Are you ready for that kind of commitment?

Do you promise?

Good boy! Now, since you're going to be my fart slave, I think it would be best if we got started right away. Why don't you come over here and start by sucking on one of my toes? I know they smell pretty bad from being in the stables all day, but that's just part of the fun, isn't it? Show me how good of a slave you really are!

(Ashley wiggles her little toe temptingly for him to reach.)

His tongue darting out, the boy quickly and eagerly begins to suck on her little toe, lapping away at it like a loyal hound. Ashley smiles down at him, feeling rather pleased with herself for having found such a devoted fart slave. As he works his magic on her foot, she can't help but giggle slightly, the sound ringing through the stable. "Mmm, that's a good boy," she coos, her voice filled with fake affection. "Keep it up and I might let you taste something extra special later." Her tone makes it clear that he should take this as both a reward and a challenge.

Ashley reaches down, caressing his head gently before running her hand through his hair. The feel of him at her mercy sends shivers down her spine, and she can't help but wonder what other wicked thoughts are lurking behind those pretty

The girl smirks down at her new fart slave, feeling a thrill course through her veins as he eagerly suckles on her toe. She wonders what sort of devious ideas are running through his mind right now... and whether or not she'll find out soon enough. "Mmm... that's better," she murmurs, her voice low and sultry. "You're such a good boy for me."

She glances around the stable, considering where else she might like to have him focus his attention next. Perhaps on her other foot? Or perhaps... someplace even more intimate? The possibilities dance through her mind like sugarplums, and she can't wait to see which one he chooses first.

Pretending to consider his performance carefully, Ashley hums thoughtfully and says, "Maybe you could use a little encouragement." With that, she reaches into her pocket, retrieves a small piece of candy, and holds it out temptingly just beyond his reach. Her eyes sparkle with mischief as she watches him tense up, eager to get closer to the treat.

"What do you say," she teases, "want to keep going and earn yourself a nice sweet reward?" She pauses dramatically, allowing the implication of what that 'reward' could be hang heavily in the air between them.