I have a gift for you, smoke slave. It is the festive season after all. Come, kneel at My boots. It is a perfect occasion for a luxurious Cuban cigar and you will have the honor of worshiping Me as I enjoy smoking it. you are mesmerized and weak for Me. you admire My powerful dominant smoking. I notice your hard arousal in My presence. Show Me My property. you know you need My permission to stroke it. Are you enjoying this cigar as much as I am?... Falling deep for Me in the smoky haze, looking up to My beauty from My powerful boots. Stroke, smoke slave as I tell you about My love for luxuries. My wish is your command.
