There is no choice other than complete submission as you kneel in front of your Mistress, the perfect Domina covered head to toe as if she were dipped in supple black leather. All of your senses belong to her now, each making you weaker & more obedient than the last: the creak of her long leather gloves, the dizzying scent of them, the sting of her smoke in your eyes as she orders you to open wide to taste her sizzling ashes... you are her devoted human ashtray now, always and forever.