Nothing more than a filth receptacle. Breed to be useful no matter how degrading the task. So you kneel before me with your mouth open, eagerly awaiting my ash. I tease my ashtray with my body to watch it squirm, only to deny it pleasure. You are absolutely nothing more to me than an object for use.

Nothing more than a filth receptacle. Breed to be useful no matter how degrading the task. So you kneel before me with your mouth open, eagerly awaiting my ash. I tease my ashtray with my body to watch it squirm, only to deny it pleasure. You are absolutely nothing more to me than an object for use.