We played with the slave bitch-tits all day, using him in all sorts of ways, but I wasn’t aware he was such a well-trained human ashtray. At the end of the day, I noticed that Mistress Tess secured his wrists to the dungeon’s bench, and She was using him while having a cigarette, so I joined as his mouth seemed definitely accommodating enough for another one. He lit Mine and We both used him as Our own personal human ashtray while teasing him a lot with Our hot cigarettes. How very amusing is to use a human ashtray and see how they react to fear-play while keeping all the ash in their wide ... Show more