Ashtray in Captivity
Imagine waking up on the floor feeling the weight of My stilettos and long fishnet clad leg pinning you down. When you finally realize where you are....would you struggle? Or once I tell you exactly why you are at My feet in chains, maybe that's when the fear would kick in. But this is what you begged for. you said you wanted nothing more than a chance to serve Me! And here you are in My captivity. As you look up to My latex defined curves, your excitement grows as much as you try to resist. I light My black cigarette and flick My ash in your face below Me, this is what you will be to serve Me: My human ashtray. I am chaining you up here in My smoking room where you will spend the rest of your life eating all My cigarettes and cigars, washed down with My sacred spit. No, you're not going anywhere ash boy - you better learn to love the taste quickly. When I finally allow you to get up on your knees after stubbing My hot cigarette out on your tongue, I announce the fact that your first experience is far from over. Here I have your welcome present. A cigar to celebrate the arrival of My new ashtray in captivity. Soon My holy smoke will breathe new life into your lungs. A new purpose. Fulfillment. For as long as you can survive on My ash, spit and burning desire.
내 별점 · 메모 · 리스트
정보가 틀렸거나 문제가 있나요? 잘못된 정보, 중복, 불법 콘텐츠를 알려 주세요.