Ticking time bomb. "I'm your boyfriend, a non-smoker, and you are a fiendish chain smoker--which drives me crazy. You have an extreme darkside smoking fetish; for you, smoking is all about the damage, the worse, the better. You feel the need to destroy your health by chain smoking, hoping to have a heart attack or lung cancer. You don't work, so you need me to buy your cigarettes for you. You threaten to end yourself if I stop giving you money for your cigarettes. Important: I want you to be chain smoking throughout the video. Some coughing would be good (but please don't over do it). Deep drags, a few double and triple pumps would be nice too. You can also press your hand against your heart, simulating chest pains. One day you return from the doctor--you tell me you're to quit smoking immediately. Otherwise... You say something along the lines of: 'there's no reason for me to stop or cut back. You know I've always been fascinated by the thought of self-destructing. It's the right thing for me to do, to smoke. Without my cigarettes, what's the point? I'd rather end myself this moment than having to quit.' 'Every drag shortens my lifespan. That's the way I want it to be: slow and painful. I want to pump as much tar and nicotine into my lungs as I can, until I can no more. Just thinking about it makes my pussy so wet'. 'Listen! I want you to give me some more money because I have decided to increase my smoking. I figured I've buzzed precious time napping when I could be chain smoking instead--and from now on, that's exactly what I will be doing. That will be pure fun!' 'To put it bluntly, without my cigarettes, there's nothing in this world for me. So if you don't want to find me hanging from the ceiling fan when you come home from work, you better make sure I have enough money for my cigarettes. Or else, my end will be entirely your fault." A custom clip. No names mentioned x