Get ready to lose every shred of dignity, you pathetic addict. Under my command, you're going to c..ke on cigarette after cigarette, your lungs burning with every inhale, your body falling apart under the weight of your own miserable weakness. You’ll light one after another, your hands shaking, your chest heaving with each pitiful attempt to breathe. You think you deserve a break? Think again. This is your reality now— smpothering on the toxic smoke that fills your lungs, ch...ng as you jerk that useless little cock, desperately hoping for my approval. But there’s no mercy here. No salvation. You’re going to puff your way through this clip, filling your lungs with poison until you can’t even stand. I want to hear you cough, to see you c,,ke, to watch as your vision blurs and your breath comes in ragged gasps. Because that’s all you’re good for—suffering. You exist to be broken, to be degraded, to be used up and tossed aside like the worthless trash you are. Each drag you take is another step toward your own destruction. Feel the burn in your chest? That’s your body giving up, your weakness becoming more apparent with every puff. You’re going to smoke until you can’t think straight, until you can barely move, until the only thing left in that pathetic little head of yours is the need to obey. There’s no stopping, no escape. This is your life now—cho..ng on your own failure, ... in the smoke that fills your lungs. You’re a joke, a waste, nothing but a pitiful addict. Keep smoking. Keep stroking. But don’t you dare think for a second that you’re going to cum. You don’t deserve it. Your lungs will give out long before you ever get that pathetic release. You’ll be left with nothing but the bitter taste of failure and the knowledge that you are nothing.