This poor excuse of a slave is just an ordinary loser. I wonder if he even fully comprehends that he's at the mercy of three beautiful Goddesses who are training him to become a human ashtray and personal spittoon. Filthy cigarette ash and spit laden embers shall be the only food he is allowed to consume today. With his head firmly locked in the bondage table, it's impossible for him to escape the thick plumes of Our cigarette smoke. he should be thankful that all three of Us are depositing Our cigarette cinders into a tall glass resting right before his very nose. Of course, We will add so... Show more