Together with Mistress Luna and Mistress Ezada we prepare to smoke a cigarette quietly, but we want to have fun, and that is what this worm is for, to swallow our remains, and humiliate it thoroughly. It makes us hot to treat men like trash, degrade them and turn them into lower creatures. We mock and laugh at you, we spill the champagne on the floor, so you can drink it from there, mixed with our spit. You're a doormat, lick the soles of our precious shoes, stick out your tongue so we can throw the ash from our cigars into it. You are our footrest, our ashtray, a useless that does not dese... Show more