My little beta bitch wants to be my human ash tray? No problem. I'll light up and smoke a nice little cigarello. Blowing the smoke in your face and having you eat my ash, you're reminded of your place beneath me and being my play thing. You can hear the sizzling sound as I knock off the excess into your eager mouth. I love how you can't deny your place of being my beta slut with a mouth open for me and whatever I desire to put in it.