I want to use you as my ashtray and fill up your mouth with my smoke, ash and spit, and seeing as you are here to serve me, that’s exactly what I’m going to do. My long, red, sharp nails look divine as always as I take long drags of my cigarette, exhaling them into your face, making you inhale it. You look up at me on my throne, as you wait on your knees with your mouth open, for me to flick my ash and spit into your trashcan mouth for you to consume. You know your place is to serve Queen MLA, and to suffer for me. I warn you of the consequences and pain I will inflict on you should you dis... Show more