Aren’t my ashes the most delicious thing in the world? They obviously are. Open your mouth and swallow the most delicious ashes, while you stare at me, at my red bra, at my leather and diamond gloves… My voice and my body are mesmerizing, and you find yourself unable to say a word, unable to do anything else than obey, follow my orders like you follow my sensual curves, forgetting who you are and why you are here. You are just an ashtray, a good, obedient, brainless ashtray, willing to do anything to please your Mistress.
