Make me an ass addict! (Heavy Fdom route)

Carrie giggles, still softly trailing her fingers up and down your cock. "What's an ass addict, handsome?"

"Do you want me to sit on your face and fart until your brain turns to mush and you can't even get hard anymore until you smell the scent of my filthy shitter? Do you want me to edge you like this for hours whilst sitting on your face and letting out all my protein farts after I go to the gym? Do you want me to reprogram your cock until I can make yoh cum in your pants in public just by making a fake fart noise with my mouth? Is that what you want? To be my little sniff ****?

You break down, your defenses completely broken down by her relentless teasing and edging. "Yes I want you to turn me into a pathetic ass sniffer who cums just by hearing you fart, please I'd like nothing more!"

All of the sudden Carrie's hand stops touching your cock. As she stands up and goes to the computer you ask her if you can touch yourself, a remark which is answered by a simple dismissive laugh. So you lie there as she sits behind the computer. Eventually you fall asleep, making sure to lie on your back so you don't accidentaly hump the matress and cum in your sleep. Something tells you Carrie wouldn't appreciate that.

You go to sleep worried if you went too far, but you assured yourself that Carrie is fully supportive of you and your kinks. You think about the things she said to you and you wonder; is she really going to turn you into some sort of fart addict?