Smoking Goddess and Her ashtray slave

Description: I sit back, exhaling a cloud of smoke, completely in control, while my pathetic slave kneels beside me. he knows his place—right under my power, ready to serve as my filthy little ashtray. every flick of ash lands on his pathetic skin, a constant reminder that his only purpose is to please me. i laugh at his humiliation, blowing smoke in his face as he thanks me for the honor of being used. watching him tremble under my dominance makes my cigarette taste even better. this is true power—me, the smoking goddess, and him, my obedient, degraded ashtray.