The sadistic lady proceeds to flip a switch, unveiling the mystery of the room; a table of different sexual devices, a smother box, a metal frame with chains dangling and other sadistic pleasure devices. You gaze around in sudden fear, observing every possible method of Harley's torture. You begin struggling, making a failed effort to escape the ropes.
"Aw, what's wrong? You a lil' stuck?" Harley jokes, "You look a lil' sad, how 'bout I help ya with that?"
The sadistic woman steps over to you and spins round, smacking her latex-covered ass onto your naked lap to very abruptly vibrate a wet fart against your flaccid dick. You let out a muffled groan at the sensual feeling of the vibration, however, the putrid scent of her gas repulsed you. Harley laughed maniacally at you and removed her sexy ass from your lap.
"Ya like that?" She giggled, "Plenty more where that came from!" She spanked her concealed ass cheeks for a few seconds, your eyes drawn to the jiggle as they were slapped, your cock growing harder to the beautiful sight. She bent down and pushed your throbbing cock against the crack of her ass, unloading a few ferocious farts against your tip. You thrash your head around, still attempting to be freed of this foul-smelling nightmare.
Harley steps away and turns to face you, silently rubbing her chin as she thinks to herself. "Ya know, these clothes are sooo restricting, I think I needa free myself from these restrictions, don't ya think?" She asked rhetorically with a perverted smile, beginning to undress herself before your eyes. Now fully naked, she squeezes her large, beautiful boobs together and seductively bites her lip. She then childishly skips over to you, letting her tits bounce up and down as she snatches a chain from a nearby table.
"These are for you! A lil' gift from me to you, sweetie." She presents a sweet smile while wrapping the chain around your neck and then proceeds to untie you from the chair. "Before you think you can get away from me," she sternly remarks as she tightly ties your wrists together, "Think again." She playfully pets your cheek.
Harley Quinn forcefully tugs on the chain, dragging you to the rubber floor, you move your eyes up and meet with Harley's pale white booty cheeks, wishing that the scenario was different. "Put your face in between my cheeks! I'm gonna fart up your nose, then I'm gonna fart down your throat, and then I'm gonna fart all over your dick!" She laughs crazily and forces your face into her crack, pushing a rancid fart through your nostrils. You thrashed your head about, still hanging onto any hope of escaping. She mercilessly blasted more and more revolting farts into your face, her ass exploding with the suffocating gas.
"C'mon, slave! Sniff sniff sniff!" She cheerfully yelled to you.
You finally submitted to Harley as your controller and started unwillingly sniffing her stinky ass. Breathing became more difficult, yet you kept pushing and resumed inhaling every bit of her pungent aroma. Her slender fingers quickly grabbed the rope that's gagging you and pulled it down to your neck, your breaths were heavy as you gasped for air.
