His tongue should be like a plate for our ash

Description: My slave told me how much he hates it when women smoke. he doesn’t like the habit at all, but he knows that i do like to smoke when i am dressed in latex and fishnets, relaxing in my castle. we can do anything i want with him. but we will not stop at making him watch; he will do so much more. i am going to make him taste my cigarette-flavoured spit and breathe in my smoke. then, the ultimate sacrifice for him; i will make him my human ashtray. he must consume my ash, no matter how difficult it is for him.