Mistress Vivienne l’Amour – Puppy Ashtray

“I need an ashtray. Where’s my puppy slave. Where’s my pretty boy? Come here Alfie and open your mouth wide.” I flick my ash into it. “Mouth open at all times when I’m smoking Alfie. Head back!” I spit in his mouth. “Swallow it”. I do like a nice human ashtray, so much better than those horrible glass things you have to wash out. “Stick your tongue out Alfie I’m going to make it nice and wet and then stub my cigarette out on your tongue. Is that burning?” He nods, expecting sympathy! I laugh in his face. “Now take it in your mouth and crawl off with it into that corner. You’re going to drop it on the floor and collect it later on when I’ve finished with you”