Time for a cigeratte break. Mistress Akella sits down very lascivious and orders the three slave to stand and face her in one row. With an arrogant snap of her finger she orders one of them to give her a cigarette and to light up. The leather goddess inhales the smoke and with a cruel smile she watches the slave. Whom will she use first as an ashtray?

"You!", she points out with her crop and immediatly the choosen slave steps forward, kneels down and open his mouth. Akella drops the ash on his tongue and the he has to step back into the line. The mean lady enjoys her cigarette while...

Time for a cigeratte break. Mistress Akella sits down very lascivious and orders the three slave to stand and face her in one row. With an arrogant snap of her finger she orders one of them to give her a cigarette and to light up. The leather goddess inhales the smoke and with a cruel smile she watches the slave. Whom will she use first as an ashtray?

"You!", she points out with her crop and immediatly the choosen slave steps forward, kneels down and open his mouth. Akella drops the ash on his tongue and the he has to step back into the line. The mean lady enjoys her cigarette while the fear grows up inside the slaves: Who of them will be choosen at the end of the cigarette?

Mistress Akella chooses the oldest slave. With a cruel smile she stomps out the cigarette on his tongue. But ther sadistic desires are still not satisfied. She wants another cigarette and the devilish game starts over... and in the end, the cruel lady really chooses the same slave again for putting out the cigarette. What a heartless woman!