My smoke makes you so weak. My smoke drives you crazy, it drives you mad with desire... The desire to please Me. What, puppet? You want Me to blow My delicious smoke all over your face? Not yet. First, I am going to ruin you. Remember, you no longer have any free will for you belong to Me and My smoke. Fear Me. Me and my smoldering sticks of pain - me and this stick, that you worship. You cannot resist such a powerful and gorgeous woman, inhaling the sweet smoke from her cigarette. My smoke has the power to make you fall in love with Me; each drag I take makes you fall deeper and deeper for... Show more