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"Sick of your pitiful display as a boyfriend, let alone a man, Akira has had enough and decides that it's time your relationship takes a change for the better. Do you still want to be my boyfriend and stay with me? You won't be treated like a man if you can't fuck like one. Could you possibly be able to control yourself long enough to make your woman happy? Well, I guess you'll just have to wait there while I puff some smoke in my arrogant, smoke-filled nostrils. Scared of the cigarette, aren't you? I know how much you hate cigarettes." Akira enjoys seeing you flinch, choke, cough, and plead for mercy. Do you honestly believe that you should be forgiven for your pitiful display of manhood? Why? Because it seems clear that you don't, and never will be worthy of such treatment. You are unable to fulfill your partner's needs, whether they be sexual, emotional, intellectual, or even physical. Be deserving of that. Do you want to cry? That's so cute. I'll be genuinely attracted to you if you start crying. Please do cry! Akira spits at you, dripping with sarcasm. So, if you value keeping your perfect sexy girlfriend, you must comply with her every desire, even if it means subjecting yourself to the overwhelming effects of the strong aroma of her smoking! "I enjoy being able to read the fear in your eyes. Take a deep breath of that thick, pungent smoke. After inhaling every last bit of smoke, remember to sweep up the ashes from the floor. She has no idea how or why she ended up with someone as miserable as you. You've been such a pain in the ass ever since you moved into her independently acquired home." "Every day before you get home from my groceries and when you've finished all of your errands, I'll smoke all the cigarettes until I fill in the entire house with my smoke, leaving you coughing. So when you return, you're going to open the door, letting a cloud of smoke rush into your lungs, and she'll sit there and laugh as you wheeze and gasp for air, pleading for help like the helpless miserable little man that you are. She doesn't need some poor guy who's such a hassle - too bad you'll never get another chance at sex with your girlfriend. Wait, are you seriously touching your dick right now? Did I tell you to do that? No touching that little pathetic cock of yours. You've had your chance to please me, you didn't, so what makes you think that I'll allow you to pleasure yourself?" Behold the cloud of smoke nestling around your head. The smoke is potent enough to give your lungs a satisfying workout, but don’t worry, eventually, you'll get used to the aroma and beg her for more. What a little bitch. It won't be long until I begin molding you into my personal ashtray. I can use that cute little mouth of yours as an ashtray the next time I light up. So you're still lucky because for now, you're only getting blown in the face by all of your wife’s cigarette smoke. Relax; you'll be here for the rest of the night while Akira thinks of all the dirty little ways she can punish you.
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