Few know how to seduce a man to complete surrender with a mere cigarette as I. I adore smoking, and I'm a natural Goddess. So it all comes quite easily to me. The moment I light up, this fool goes weak in the knees, and rightfully so, because his place is below me, not standing.

The smell of the smoke sends his senses reeling, as he is enveloped in my second hand smoke rising up and swirling all around him. From my lungs to his mouth, I billowing clouds of smoke down his throat, as the nicotine takes his head for a spin. He gets weaker and weaker, as his need for subservi... Show more