I have created human ashtrays out of so many inferior males new to the fetish. I am pleased seeing how far a man will go to prove how willing he is to be used for My desires. My cigarettes are worth so much more than a slave, they are to be considered sacred and shown respect. My ash is a gift, a delicacy to be savored for the human ashtray. That’s what you are now, on your knees at My divine boots, you are in a deep desire to be used – and that’s exactly what I’m going to do. you’ll never be the same, slave boy. Once you see the cruel pleasure in My ice blue eyes as you taste My sacred ash, you’re addicted for life.
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