I knew immediately, simply by looking into this pet's eyes, that he would be my willing smoke slut. My human ashtray. My spittoon. He loves to watch as the smoke unfurls from between my lips like a thick london fog. Of course, I will allow some time for admiration of my smoke while I enjoy my cigarettes. In fact, I demand his admiration. But do not underestimate me. There is a price to pay for such a privilege.

Those who are lucky enough to watch me smoke must serve as my ashtray and swallow them when I am finished. After your mouth is full of the sweet embers, I will put my sizzli... Show more