I don’t know what happened with my ashtray, but why do I want a static object when I have a breathing living object - you - to kneel for me and open your mouth for me to dispose my ashes right inside there? Any time I want. I am very bratty today, as usual, and I am gonna put you in your place, bitch. In the floor, humiliated, used and abuused. You accept your position because you are just too obsessed with me, too addicted. You wanna be in my presence at any cost. And the cost tonight is being my bitch, my pet, my living ashtray, you gonna be intoxicaated by my smoke when I feel like becau... Show more