Kneel & Inhale: I Smoke Newport 100s on Your Face - SGL152

Description: I’m sitting back in my black dress, boots tight, gloves gripping the armrest, and you? you’re on your knees. where you belong. i light my newport 100 slowly… watching you watch me. your eyes full of worship. you don’t move. you don’t speak. not unless i say so. i exhale — a thick, swirling cloud of smoke drifting toward your face like a warning. you inhale it like prayer. good boy. i lift one boot — press my heel into your back. then the other. you’re my footrest now. soft, warm, obedient. you hold still. you crave it. smoke fills your lungs. your eyes water. you don’t look away. another drag. another exhale — this time, i let the smoke curl over your forehead, down your nose, as i whisper: “you’re nothing but my ashtray now.” because you know… this is sacred. this is worship. this is me. lilli. your smoking goddess. your queen. and you? you’re lucky i let you breathe my air.