You thought that I'll be the girl of your dreams when you met me, but oh how wrong you were. Just look at you now, down on your knees before me, bound, scared and confused at what's happening to you. No dear, this is not a dream this is my doing.

I knew about your smoking fetish when we met, it was so easy to conquer you, I just had to smoke and look pretty and you fell for me in an instant, permanently so turned on by my smoke. What you found the hard way was the fact that I was an evil witch and every time I lit my cigarette, all that smoke you loved in your face was in fact my p... Show more