I summon My loser slave to lay and be My ashtray. I'm wearing skintight leggings, knee high boots and PVC gloves, I know he can't wait to serve as an object for Me. I have him lay, at My boots, use him as My footstool and use him as the ashtray he is. That's all he is to Me, something to flick My ash in to, and take My smoked cigarette butt.