Scintillating Smoking Goddess
Welcome back to your true position, on your knees at My divine boots in total subservience. My lowly, addicted personal object. you've been craving it deeply, desperate for more and more. There is nothing that compares to the bewildering feeling of being used as My human ashtray. It's irresistible, the urge to be degraded for My pleasure and amusement. To open and inhale My sacred smoke as deep as possible. your ashtray tongue begging for the taste of My waste. My spit, ash and lipstick stained cigarette butt crushed beneath My boot sole. you are simply an object to dispose of My trash. Now get in position and obey your scintillating Smoking Goddess.
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