I don’t view you as a man, woman, sissy, painslut, or anything like that…you’re just a living, breathing ashtray and spittoon to me now. You prefer it this way and love when I allow you to serve me in such a close capacity. I instruct you to strip down and get on your knees, ashtrays don’t need clothing and they surely don’t stand over 3 feet tall! I’ll be sparking my cigarette and you’ll be there to bask in my bountiful smoke as it envelopes your face, permeating your nostrils and sparking that euphoric feeling deep inside you. I want your mouth open and tongue out so I can ash whenever I feel like it, but you won't swallow right away. I want you to hold all the contents I place upon your tongue as I allow you to begin stroking your cock. You’ll keep your head tilted back and mouth open wide so you don’t miss a drop of my spit or a tiny fleck of my ash and when I finish my cigarette you’ll be given permission to cum as you swallow it all down. What a treat for a smoke slut…