You find yourself in a small room tied to a chair. Unable to move, Unable to talk. You chuckle in your head when you see me, nothing will break your vow. No tools will make you tell me your secrets. That is until you see me light up. Yes, I know your only weakness, my SMOKE. How did I know? Oh Darling, I know you better than you know yourself. You are overcome with pleasure as I blow smoke in your face, knowing that you cant help but submit to my will