Even during a momentary smoke break, I can easily find ways to torment my slave. I take my cigarette and slowly move it closer and closer to his nipples. He is immediately overcome by fear and panic as he knows rather well what pain and anguish is about to befall him. Now, is when one would typically choose fight or flight mode. But since he is bound tightly to my steel spider web, neither is a viable option.

The heat from the glowing red tip of my cigarette grows exponentially as I move it ever so close to his chest. I make first contact with his nipple. His screams blend harmonio... Show more