What a good boy you are.. bringing me wine and being by my feet all day. Your reward will be that you're allowed to sit and watch me smoke. I gently lull you in with my eyes, tracing the rim of the wine glass with my delicate finger. Lifting the glass to my lips, I take a sip and bring the cigarette up to my soft lips. Igniting a fire in you and to my long cigarette, brings you to a deep space of servitude. Yearning to hold my ashtray while I stare down into your very soul. Clouds of smoke wash over you and I blow a few choice puffs into your obidient face. Such a good boy you are. I gently open my legs and place the ashtray between them. Letting the reminants of the cigarette sink to the bottom of the ashtray and stare you down the whole time. Never missing my mark, never making a mess. After you have had about all you can take, I gently place my heel on your face and push you down to the end of the bed once again. Such a good boy you are