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Elsa (BBW femdom smother)
By: miami_fa

I was out and about in between classes as I usually spent my days. I never took school seriously and always managed to fly under the radar and avoid getting in serious trouble. One day in my aimless strolls I accidentally bumped into our school janitor, Elsa. She mumbled something in spanish and I shouted back at her to speak english and watch where she was going. The woman was a mess, barely spoke any english, she was about 5'8 but must've weighed close to 300lbs. Being hispanic she carried the bulk of her weight in her ass and thighs which of course meant she was forever bumping into things. Always in the way, bitter, and to top it off she always smelled of sweat and trash.

She didn't take to kindly to my calling her names and through broken english said, "You will pay for your disrespect, pendejo".

She then pulled the fire alarm and went into her supply closet and shut it behind her. Suddenly, with alarms blaring, security and administrators came running through the hall. I wasn't supposed to be in the halls and being so close to the alarm I knew I was fucked. As the security guard grabs me by the collar I'm already being accused of pulling the alarm.

Suddenly Elsa comes out of the room and stops the guard. "Ay Tony, no no he no pull alarm, I did by mistake when the broom fell against it"
"Well what is he doing out here when he should be in class" The security guard asked.
"I ask him to help me carry some stuff since it too heavy"

By then the alarm had shut off and the PA was announcing the false alarm. Tony looked at me and shoved me back towards Elsa.
"This one's a trouble-maker, make sure you finish helping Elsa with what she needs" and with that Elsa led me to the supply closet and Tony walked off.

Once in the closet, which was about the size of a large walk in closet, she had me sit at her desk and she just glared at me.
"You owe me" she said
"I don't owe you shit, you pulled that al-" I was cut off by a quick slap to the face.
"Not for that, you owe me from before"
She pushed the chair over and I landed on my back with a large thud, knocking the wind out of me. In my daze she grabbed some twist ties and bound my ankles without me noticing. She put her foot on my chest and her weight kept the air out of me, preventing me from screaming. She grabbed a rag and shoved it into my open mouth and as I reached to pull it out she grabbed my wrists and bound them with twist ties as well. I couldn't spit out the rag, it was dry and had absorbed the saliva in my mouth. My screams were muffled as she stood the chair back up and then unceremoniously dumped my body into a large empty laundry basket. On my side I went to reach for the rag to pull it out but she was surprisingly quick in her movements as she forced my arms down and wrapped her belt around my waist and arms.

"I said you would respect me you pendejo, you will beg for mercy before I finish" she said to me as she pulled her shoes off. The smell immediately filled the room as she reached in the basket and sat me up. From this position I could see her unbuttoning her uniform shirt and pants. I was confused and panicked as the smell of sweat now mixed in with the smell of feet.

In front of me stood Elsa in all her glory. Elsa was 42 years old and divorced. Her husband left her when she was still living in Cuba with her kids. In a bitter separation he used his influence to take the kids and have her arrested. The year and a half spent in jail only helped toughen her up physically. Once released, she had no way of finding her children, she came to the states in an attempt to make a life for herself and send for her kids. She would have more opportunities in the states than in Cuba. Little did she know how resentful the local populace had become towards immigrants. She bounced from job to job, barely making ends meet until she finally landed a steady job at a school for troubled youths. Specifically kids aged 18-22, and over the years she'd endured countless taunts and cleaned up countless messes. A lot of them made on purpose by the students just to make her clean. As time went by, she gave up hope of seeing her kids again. She drank and ate more, and with no family or friends in the states, she had no one to stop her. Before long she had ballooned up to 300lbs, carrying most of it in her ass and thighs. At 300lbs and 5'8, nothing about her was small. Her belly hung like a think heavy dimpled apron of stretch-marked fabric. Her tits sagged low, even in her dingy grey bra I could make out the sweat stains and the wear and tear the bra had endured. Through the bra you could very easily make out her thick nipples, each pointing different directions. Under her belly apron was a tangled nest of pubic hair crawling out of her underwear. This itself was a feat since she was wearing full panties which covered most of her crotch.

She had peeled her stockings off and walked over to me and pulled them over my entire head. She forced them down and shifted them until the toe of the stocking was on my nose. With the stocking over my mouth I couldn't spit out the rag, all I could do was inhale the smell of her sweaty feet. I turned my head side to side but nothing could make the smell go away. Worse still, I could feel the dampness of her sweat on the stockings being pressed against my face. Nothing I did would bring an end to my torment and eventually I tired myself out and was laying limp on the bottom of the basket.

Once it was apparent that I had given up, she tipped the basket over and I fell onto the floor. She took a length of rope and made a choke chain around my neck and led me to her desk. She turned on an old television set and reached into her bag and pulled out her lunch. I just knelt there, eyes on the ground occasionally glancing up. I'd already grown accustomed to the smell of feet, but it was still very much present. She pulled me under her desk and sat with a heavy plop on her chair. Grabbing the rope she pulled me towards her thighs. She opened her legs and her thighs made an audible sound as they peeled off of each other. A whole new smell assaulted my nose as I was suddenly pulled against her panties. Now amongst the smell of her feet and smell, I also had to deal with her musk and the faint smell of urine. I would've gagged but the rag in my mouth prevented me.

Once firmly positioned against her crotch, she opened her lunch and began eating. From my perspective I was still able to breathe, but the quality of air was severely diminished. Through the mesh of the stockings I could make out the copiously dimpled underside of her belly. Above her belly I could see the underside of her tits threatening to burst out of her bra. I couldn't really see her face and all sound was muffled by her massive thighs wrapped around my head and draped over my shoulders. It was at this point that I began to notice the sweat. The closet wasn't air conditioned, and our close contact meant it wasn't long before I could feel her sweating onto me.

By the time she finished her lunch the stocking on my head was not just wet, it was soaked with her sweat. I had closed my eyes due to the sweat stinging them. When I felt movement above me I looked up and noticed her hands on her belly. It wasn't long before I heard a deep gurgling coming from her body. She opened her thighs and peeled them off of my face. My moans had become whimpers by now as I watched her next move. She suddenly reach down and pulled her panties down to about mid-thigh. She then pushed my head under them and pulled me back up so I was still in between her thighs, but now her panties were behind my head, rather than in front. This also meant I was staring straight at her thick bush. I didn't have to stare long before she yanked the rope around my neck and shoved me against her now naked pussy. I then felt her pulling her underwear back onto her and draping her thighs back over my shoulders.

My whimpers had now given way to sobs as I couldn't do anything to free myself. I guess my sobs were becoming a distraction when I was suddenly pushed hard against her pussy.
"Callate cojones" I heard her cuss above me in spanish. My sobs now muffled by her pussy seemed to appease her, but I couldn't breathe from this position. My lungs were burning and once she felt as if she'd delivered the message she allowed my nose enough clearance to breathe. The gurgling in her stomach had become more frequent now and I was not prepared for what happened next.

The air around my neck suddenly became very warm and before I knew it I was engulfed in a god-awful stench. I involuntarily yanked my head back but the underwear behind my head caught it and bounced me back against her snatch. I did this a few more times, muffled screams and gasps suddenly cut short with a wet plop against her pussy. The bouncing actually made her laugh, and her laughs drew out more farts which in turn caused more of the same reaction from me.

Every time I bounced back she was getting wetter and wetter and her laughs were giving way to moans of pleasure. She shifted her body and changed the angle of my face. Now with my chin wedged into her ass crack, my nose rested against her pussy. She reached down and grabbed the stocking around my nose and ripped a hole into it. First she started with a slow grind, savoring each movement. Every couple of moments she would let a fart slip out and it would travel up my face through her crack before erupting at the base of my nostrils.

Once she built herself up, she pulled down her underwear a little and looked right into my eyes.
"Que me respetes singado" She said as she reached her hand down and began rubbing her clit. I began to panic as her pussy started leaking onto my face and up my nose. Every breath I took came with a liberal amount of her juices and even though I was fully gagged, I could taste all of her. I feared I would drown but somehow I was still getting enough air. Even when she began bucking on the chair, I timed my gasps in order to stay breathing.

When her climax arrived, there was no denying it. Her entire body tensed and began vibrating as her thighs clamped around me. A low guttural moan escaped her lips as the fluids coming out of her suddenly became thick and flooded my face. I held my breath, hoping she would let me go but she just sat there, catching her breath. Finally she looked down and must've liked what she saw since she smiled. From in between her thighs all you could was from my forehead to my nose. Pooled around my nose was a puddle of her cum and she held firm.

"Respira, breathe asshole, don't be scared of my cum." She said through a smile as she watched me, waiting for my breath to run out and for me to have no choice but to inhale. She didn't have to wait long. My lungs burned and I finally gave in and inhaled, I got my breath, and a nose full of cum in the process. I had to inhale several times to clear the way for me to breathe air.

Once she caught her breath she looked at me, broken with a red shiny face. She shifted a bit and let me head come up a bit higher before opening the hold on my nose down to my mouth. She pulled out the rag and before I could make a sound forced me right against her pussy again.

"I clean after all you pendejos, now you clean me if you want to breathe" she said as I felt her pull the underwear back over my head and her thighs tighten around me. My lungs were already burning and before I knew it, my tongue was snaking its way through her pubic forest looking for her slit.

Once I found it, I felt her relax and give my nose a little clearance. In the distance I hear the bell ringing. I was in the halls during last period, so that bell signified the end of the day. No one would even know to look for me since I was always on my own and would go days without being seen. Above me Elsa's body is jiggling, she's laughing at something she's watching on TV. I'm not going anywhere any time soon...

Very good!