Princess Diss stands before you in all her dominating glory, clad head to toe in a tight, shiny PVC outfit that leaves little to the imagination. Her leather gloves grip a lit cigarette, the smoke rising from it like an offering to her power.

She takes a deep drag and exhales it straight into your face, the pungent smell of tobacco smoke filling your nostrils and clinging to your skin. With a wicked smile, she speaks about how she plans to use you as her personal human ashtray from now on. She describes in detail how she will make you consume every last bit of her cigarette, pressi...

Princess Diss stands before you in all her dominating glory, clad head to toe in a tight, shiny PVC outfit that leaves little to the imagination. Her leather gloves grip a lit cigarette, the smoke rising from it like an offering to her power.

She takes a deep drag and exhales it straight into your face, the pungent smell of tobacco smoke filling your nostrils and clinging to your skin. With a wicked smile, she speaks about how she plans to use you as her personal human ashtray from now on. She describes in detail how she will make you consume every last bit of her cigarette, pressing the burning end onto your tongue and revelling in your pain and submission.

As she continues to puff away, she laughs at the thought of blowing smoke directly into your nostrils and eyes, watching as you squirm under her control. The sight and sound of her dominance over you is both intimidating and arousing.