My smoke makes you weak and eager to pay! Findom smoking

Description: You watch me light up like it’s the only thing that matters. so eager to finally get your fix, junkie. your fix is me. virginia slims 120s between my fingers, and you are all mine. i exhale in your direction—smoke thick, warm, and laced with control. you feel it, don’t you? that pull. my smoke makes you dizzy. weak. willing. i see it in your eyes—how much you crave to please, to serve, to give. every drag i take, every look i send your way, you fall deeper under my control. addicted to my power, desperate for your fix and to sending me tribute after tribute. you know what i want. and you know you’ll pay. because you always do. my smoke says you belong to me.