Lily invited me to her gorgeous terrace, a space of luxury and power overlooking the city. Today, we simply wanted to enjoy a cigarette but here, even such a trivial act turns into a display of supremacy.Waiting for us is her slave. This time, however, he isnt there with his mouth open, ready to catch our ash like a pathetic human ashtray. No today Lily has prepared something far more humiliating. His cock is laid out, stiff and exposed, on a wooden stump.With a cruel smile, Lily explains that this will be his punishment for failing to even bother shaving his pathetic little private parts. So, between one drag and the next, we let the burning ash fall and press the tips of our cigarettes right there, onto his manhood.Everything that drops onto the stump ash, saliva, tiny bits of tobacco he will have to lick up with his trembling tongue. No protests, no complaints. Only his complete submission.Because our pleasure allows no flaws, tolerates no negligence. And above all knows no mercy.
