You find yourself before Me, your Goddess, sitting silently, appreciating the honour I have given you to be in my presence. Obediently, you don't move a muscle, you don't make a sound, as your Goddess is exhaling her poisonous smoke right in your face.

After I silently saturated your lungs with My first Marlboro cigarette, I grant you the knowledge of how much I enjoy poisoning you my slave, the satisfaction I get from seeing you so weak, so willing to be degraded by a powerful woman. You would do anything I say!

How much more can you endure, how much of my smoke your lung... Show more