My slaves have been exposed to the cold and the wind at “The slave castle” for hours now. But they remain in place, waiting for Me, their Mistress, fully dressed in her leathers and boots. As my heels click on the floor, they get ready for service. I light a cigarette and use both of them as my human ashtray. Filling up their mouths with my dirty ashes, their lungs with my intoxicating smoke…then I light another. Time to fill up these ashtray sluts.