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You bring the cigarette to your lips because I command it, because your will is mine. Each drag fills your lungs and fogs your mind, wrapping your thoughts tighter in the chains of my dominance. Do you ache for release? Do you long for satisfaction? Only I hold the key, and I'll decide if you deserve it. As the smoke curls around you, my voice snakes into your ear, pulling you further into obedience. Soon, you'll hunger for my words even more than the nicotin. and there's no way out.
Objavio MishaGoldy
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My sweet, pathetic ************.
Look at you, fumbling with that cigarette like it's the only thing keeping you alive.
When in reality, we both know what keeps your heart racing.
What makes your hands tremble isn't that smoke with me.
You take that cigarette to your lips because I told you to.
Because you've given yourself completely to me.
Body, mind, and soul.
Every breath you take, every pull from that burning stick between your fingers,
only serves to remind you of how utterly owned you are.
You belong to me, and every exhale carries with it a bit more of your will.
A bit more of your resistance.
Leaving you completely open, vulnerable, obedient to my every whim.
Inhale, my little toy.
Let the smoke fill your lungs.
Let it be your release, your pleasure.
It's all mine.
Just like your every thought, every breath.
I control it all.
Do you understand?
As you drag on that cigarette, as the smoke fills your lungs,
your body obeys me, and your mind bends further under my will.
The heat of the cigarette matches the burning desire inside you.
The desperation building with every second that you are denied the sweet release you crave.
But it's not your choice, is it?
No, only I decide when, or if, you get that pleasure.
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