I love humiliating you. It’s so simple, so easy. The way I do it is so subtle and yet so intense. It’s a matter of fact humiliation about who you are and what you are to me. I am superior to you in every way and you are just my human ashtray. As I tease you in my luxurious velvet robe, I light up a cigarette and instruct you to stroke for me while I use you as my ashtray. Of course, you’ll clean up your mess at the end because you always do exactly as I say.