Having a cigarette break is fantastic when you have a good ashtray. My slave's otherwise useless mouth is wide open and his tongue is ready to consume the hot embers for Me. He knows he is nothing more than a piece of furniture, a simple ashtray that eats whatever I put in his mouth. When I am in a good mood I spit in his mouth being very close to his eyes so he can admire my beauty knowing that he will never be able to be closer than this to my lips. Never. But he has to pay for this gift. He knows that I will put my cigarette out somewhere on his body, leaving on his skin a reminder of my... Show more