Silver's Sexual Torture: Musk/Sweat worship/Facesitting/Farting

I woke up in the now all too familiar dungeon I had been locked in for two weeks now. I sighed, making the chains on my wrists and ankles jingle a bit, and looked down at my chest, seeing that those awfully big cum-infalted breasts I had a week ago had now reverted to my usual chest size. I breathed in relief and stretched my shoulder the best I could, since those huge things left me with a huge backache and with a huge concern with every big-breasted woman I ever met, when I heard the infamous metal door of my cell creak open and I saw Scourge's shadow as he walked in. I sighed and rolled my eyes, trying to think at what awful sexual torture he might've came up with today, when I realized that he wasn't wearing his usual outfit. Instead, he was wearing an extremely skintight black tank top, which showed his hard nipples, and a similarly tight pair of black sporting shorts, the outline of his huge penis and ballsack was very well visible. On top of that, he was extremely sweaty, like if he had just ran a marathon. He huffed, passing a sweatdrying wristband on his forehead, and trew a towel on his shoulder as he walked to me. I looked at my captor with a curious look, wondering what he was planning to do to me that day, when he looked at me and smirked tiredly “Surprised t'see me like this, weedhead?” he asked, cracking his neck “Very...” I said, raising a brow “Well, kings gotta stay fit too, whaddya think? Dat's why I just ran across the world for a hundred times in dis last half hour” he replied, with nonchalance “You did what?” I asked, rather impressed at his feat, but what else could I expect for the Evil Sonic? “Ayup, personal record, weedhead” he said grinning “Plus, 't was fittin' for today's sexual kink: musk and sweat” he added, which made my heart jump “W-what? Y-you must be kidding! That's so gross!” I said, barely repressing the instict of vomiting on the spot at the disgusting plan “Do dis look like the face of someone who's kiddin'?” Scourge asked, raising a brow and pointing at his suddenly serious face “Why de hell do ya think that I ran all dem miles?” he said, walking towards me.

 I grinned my teeth and tried to kick him, however despite looking worn out he was still quick enough to dodge my pathetic attempts to keep him away and to pin me down to the wall “Ya forget a defining detail 'bout dis whole ordeal: I ain't asking yer permission t' do dese things t' you...” he said, stonefaced, as he lifted his tank top. Immediatly my nose was struck with a devastating sweat stench. I tried to turn away from that horrifying bodily odor, but he quickly pushed the edge of his top over my head and let go, the elasticity of the indument made my face slam over his sweaty chest. Scourge pulled the edge of his top down until it stopped on my nape, that way it wouldn't move out even if I struggled. My eyes widened and I tried to move away from his moist and warm chest, but he wrapped his arms around my head so that I had to stay put “Now now, don't be picky. How d'ya know if ya don't like somethin' if ya don't try it? Start sniffin' and lickin' if ya want t'breathe again...” he said, with a small cackle in his voice, hugging my face within his buff pecs. I squirmed and grunted, not wanting to do such a degrading thing, but soon I found myself breathing in the sweaty scent trapped in the tight space, my nose was stung by the strong odor but if I wanted the torture to end I had to obey him, no matter how much I disliked it. Scourge giggled as he felt me breathing in his musk “Hehehehe... Dat's a good boy... Ya can lick it too... Or rather, ya have to... I'm so sweaty and stinky, I could use a good ol' saliva bath from my favorite sexual slave...” he said, patting my head from outside of his shirt. I gulped, as a deep part of me felt... Flattered? Why was I feeling flattered over being called his favorite sexual slave? Soon I found myself eagerly licking his sweaty chest and belly, hearing his soft purrs from above my head, with that deep part of my mind feeling proud of that. Since I was there, I decided to give him a small payback masqueraded as pleasure and focused on his nipples, licking, sucking and nibbling them as they were drenched in sweat too. That earned me a moan from him “H-HN... F-fuck, that's the shit... MMM... D-do dem more...” he panted, both from tiredness and pleasure as I played with his nipples. I smirked softly, knowing that he couldn't see me do it, and nibbled harder on them, feeling him shiver from it “A-AHN! D-dat's... A-ah...” he moaned, hugging my head tighter on his chest “M-my b-bellybutton...” he panted, as he lowered my head until my mouth met his buff belly. I could feel fresh air on the lower part of my muzzle as I thoroughly licked his hard abs and bellybutton, starting to like the salty taste of his body. My tongue went inside his bellybutton, licking its insides “F-FUCK... F-FUCKING M-MY BELLY W-WITH YER T-TONGUE, ARE YA? NNNN...” he moaned louder, clearly loving the feeling of my tongue pushing and squirming inside his bellybutton.

After a while I felt him push my head up again, only this time he made it shift until I was met with his stinky, hairy armpits. My nose almost screamed in pain as that place had an even stronger stench, but I knew that he wanted me to lick it too “Y-you lil' smartass almost made me cum... Let's turn up the heat...” he said, as I had to breathe in the stinky musk of his armpit. He grinned as he heard me gag with the stench, then he shivered as he felt my tongue licking them too “Ppfftt... That tickles...” he chuckled, while I licked them. His body taste was even stronger there, as it invaded my whole mouth, and I whimpered, glad that no one was there to see me doing this. Soon I slammed my mouth on his armpit, sucking in the sweat and musk like a plunger “Hnnnn... Boy, you sure got accustomed to it, huh?” he asked, holding on a laugh due to how much it tickled, and made me switch to the other armpit “Dis one, too” he said, with a moan, as I sucked and licked his other armpit too, while the great shame for doing this was being quickly overrun by how good this was starting to feel. Without me noticing, my penis was slowly starting to get erected, as I was really starting to enjoying doing that, and it throbbed slightly. Scourge noticed and smirked “Welp, there we go. Yer an official sweat worshipper!” he cackled, pulling up his top and letting go of my head. The air felt surprisingly colder as I breathed it and I whimpered, both from being finally able to breathe and because the turrent of shame struck me the moment I stopped. My face had become red as a cherry and I tried to covered it, as everytime I inhaled I still could feel his strong odor on me.

“Aw, ain't ya a cutie? But we ain't done yet... Dere's still so much t'do...” he said as he pulled down his shorts, letting his enlarged dick and balls out. I gulped seeing that it was way bigger than last time, he must've probably done something to himself, and of course it was covered in sweat, along with his balls “Ya know what t'do, don't ya?” he said grinning as he sat on my face, spreading his balls on my muzzle. I gagged as they were even stinkier than his armpits and twice as sweaty too, I could feel the lukewarm sweat dripping on my face and the hotness of his ballsack was almost enough to scorch me. Without much of a choice, I started licking them, their extreme saltyness almost made me cough, until I took them in my mouth, sucking them hard. As the sweat went in my mouth, I felt the same weird sensations I felt while handling his upper body and my tail wagged as I drenched his balls with my saliva, caressing them with my tongue. I had his dick right between my eyes and it was boiling hot and pulsating, covered in the same delicious salty sweat. I wanted it. I wanted to clean his dick so much that it was almost hurting me. My own peins got harder and throbbed more, while I clenched my fists and sucked his balls more. My tender care of Scourge's balls made him shiver and even blush a bit, as he covered his mouth with a hand, though that wasn't enough so I could still see his more than evident blush and some strands of drool coming out of his fingers. However, he still had his smug grin plastered on his face so any thoughts of him having an orgasm was removed by it. He was still in control and he wanted me to know. 

With a thrust he pulled his balls out of my mouth, putting his dick in front of it “This ain't the blowjob day but I can't fucking hold on anymore...” he said, shoving the whole length of his penis down my throat. I was welcomed with an impressive thickness, warmth and size, along with tons of salty sweat for me to lick and swallow, so I did my best to clean his dick up. I moaned as the huge thing's tip went in my throat and the hotness of it scorched the cavern of my mouth. Scourge smirked and started to hump my throat, facefucking me hard and making me gag “As I said, it ain't blowjob day, so I'll go a bit slower, but I'm still goin' t'cum loads in yer throat...” he said, fucking my throat. If this was slow, how it'll gonna be at blowjob day? That thought made me grow bigger and throb harder, while I licked the whole length of his sweaty dick “This ain't handjob day either, so don't expect me t'fap ya, weedhead” he said, knowing how hard I was and how bad I needed sexual relief for my penis. I whimpered as I could feel his climax coming closer, his dick had gotten even bigger and thicker and lots of salty precum oozed out of his urethra, which I thoroughly stimulated with my tongue “Mmmnnn... Yer such a grade A onahole... I really can't wait t'facefuck you properly... Ya got such a fine, moist and warm mouth, it makes me wanna fill it with my cum... Are ya ready?” he asked, to which I noded, on the brink of exploding myself “Good, cuz here... I...CUM!!” he growled, pushing my head onto his groin as he released an insane quantity of hot, thick as jelly and salty semen mixed with his sweat. I widened my eyes as the mixture filled my mouth to the brim, inflating my cheeks and causing my own dick to leak some precum too. I moaned as Scourge came in my mouth, then he pulled out, watching my face as I struggled to hold it in “Ya better swallow before ya drown...” he said grinning. I whined as I gulped the thick mix of cum and sweat with a couple of gulps, after that I inhaled a lot of air, panting deeply and shivering as I knew that his flavor would haunt my mouth and mind for weeks.

He grinned as he saw my pitiful look “Such a sexy ahegao face... Ready for the final blow?” he asked smirking. I shivered as I couldn't believe that there was more to come and I layed down, too tired and too focused in trying to hold on my orgasm to do anything else. Scourge turned his back to me, showing me his sweaty, muscular and plump ass. I gulped, knowing what he was up to, and prepared me for it. He smirked, knowing that I wasn't fighting back, and sat on my face “Mmm... Such a comfy pillow... The perfect place to rest my heavy, sweaty, stinky ass...” he said, with a soft moan, as he rubbed his ass on my face. I whimpered, feeling the great pressure his ass was putting on me, fearing that it could crack my head like a coconut, and struggling to breathe as there was almost no oxygen between his asscheeks. Knowing what to do, I started breathing in the musk of his ass, by far the stinkiest and sweatiest place of his whole body. Scourge groped his asscheeks and fondled them, rubbing his sweat more onto my face “Y'know, there are people here who would die t'be in yer place... My ass has been named a national treasure... By me, of course...” he said smirking as I could hear some rumbling coming from his belly “MPH?” I moaned, as his ass was so hardly pressed on my face that I couldn't talk “Oh, forgot t'tell ya... I ate, like, tons of beans before...” he said, grinning “So, I'm gon' add some more... Spice t'my odor... If ya catch my drift...” he added. That caused my heart to almost stop: Did that meant that he was about to...? I shook my head, as that was too much! I couldn't let him do it! Not a  chance! I grunted, trying to squirm away, but his body weight kept me inexorably pinned down. The rumbling became louder and louder by the second “I was goin' to have the facesittin' day separated from dis... But who could resist gassin' ya?” he said smirking, then he grunted, releasing a huge, stinky fart on my face. The horrid stench burned my nose and made me almost barf. He grinned and sighed in relief “Haaaah... Ya don't know for how much I was holding that... Feels so good to release...” he said, chuckling “'Specially on yer face...” he added, still smirking and rubbing his ass on my face, spreading the stink all over it. I started to cry as the stench was burning my eyes too, then I shook my head feeling his belly rumble more. “MMNN!! MMPPFF!!” I whined, pleading him to stop. My pleads fell on dead ears, as he farted again, this one was even stronger and stinkier than the former one, making me feel like I would die gassed by Scourge. He chuckled “Ey, ya better lick my ass if ya want me t'stop...” he said, squishing my face down with his butt. Reclutantly, I started licking his crack, while coughing due to the farts. As I tasted his sweat, though, it felt like his gas smelled less bad so I indulged my self deeper in his ass, licking his butthole and going as far as to push my tongue in his ass “Oh! Tryna anticipate ass-eating day? Not gonna happen!” he said smirking and gassing me again, forcing me to stop and to pull out my tongue.

Eventually he got bored and pulled away from me, making me breathe like crazy “Hoo boy, that was nice... Sniff, sniff... Ew... But now ya gotta wash yerself, cuz ya kinda stink, fam...” he said, mocking me as I smelled of farts and sweat now. I whimpered, curling on the floor and coughing more as the chill air soothed my nose and throat. He removed his clothes and smirked “I gotta wash too, so... Until next kink, fartboi!” he said laughing and leaving me to cry in shame...

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