My four friends and I are enjoying the day at the villa. Sitting outside, comfortable in our armchairs, regal and confident in our roles, we relax, chatting and laughing among ourselves.Next to us is our slave, long since chaste, and this condition only adds to our enjoyment. His every glance betrays impatience and desire, while we keep him in suspense, as part of the game.What he doesnt yet know is that weve decided to give him a completely new task: the ashtray. It will be his first time. And, although its never been a practice that appealed to him, the desire within him has ignited strongly. But any flame is quickly tamed by the chastity cage he wears, a constant reminder of his place and his destiny.
