How does it make you feel becoming a servant for my smoking, for my addiction? How does it make you feel paying every single time for the occasion to see me smoke. I have that power over you, the power to manipulate you however I want, just by using your weakness against you, My smoke. You can't jack off without seeing me inhale and exhale right into your face, paying and feeding my sexy addiction. Good boys are so easy to manipulate, using such a simple weapon against your mind and body.