The taste in your mouth was horrendous.
You were barely getting used to all the cruelty she subjected you since you begged her to take her as your slave. You were looking forward to worship and to serve her.
But you didn’t expected that cute and sweet looking girl to be as cruel as she turned out to be.
And now you were kneeling on the hard floor in front of her, as she used you as her ashtray. The foul taste of the ash was making you feel unwell already, and you started worrying.
Did you set up yourself for more than you expected? Was her cruelty more than you could handle?
While your resolve was already shaky, she just doubled up on her demands and notified you she expected you to swallow the cigarette butt entirely.
You whine, begged not to do it, cried it was not part of what you agreed to do.
But she was not going to take any of that nonsense.
You are her slave. It doesn’t matter shit what you agree to or what you don’t.
You only have two choices.
Obey now and suffer through what she is demanding. Or obey later after you received even worse punishment for not doing it immediately.

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