Next, the Vinyl Queen placed a full leather mask over my head. The mask was laced up in back and was very constricting. At least the eyes-holes were left open so that I could take in the visual pleasures of my Mistress. Just to confine me totally, my Mistress now placed a leather posture collar around my neck. This was buckled so tightly that is was impossible for me to move my head in any way – not up, down or side to side. So here I was, on my knees and totally restricted and constrained.
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My Mistress then attached a heavy chain to my collar and led me over near a padded table. She hooked my chain to an eyebolt and left me on my knees. I felt so humiliated to be in tight bondage hitched to the wall like an animal. But, I have nonetheless accepted my position as a submissive and I know that I must suffer this type of humiliation for my Mistress. Thankfully I could see my beautiful Mistress in the mirror as she crossed the room to retrieve her cigarettes. Mistress is an incredibly sexy and seductive smoker. There is nothing more exciting than watching her smoke one of her long, all white, super slim cigarettes. Everything from her gorgeous lips, to her beautiful smoky exhales is enslaving. From this point on, she actually smoked continuously during our "date".
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Mistress knows me and my smoking fetish well. In fact, she uses it to enslave me further. She crossed back towards me with her unlit cigarette in her hand. I could see the all white cigarette contrast against her black outfit and beautiful black nail polish. She scolded me for failing to bring matches with me to light her cigarette. Not that I was in a position to light it anyway, since I was in tight bondage. She then forced me to watch her light her cigarette from a candle. She told me that I would have to be punished for my failure to meet her needs. She took a seat above me on the padded table. She looked stunning as she relaxed with her cigarette. Her cigarette ash became longer as she pondered my punishment. At that moment, it seemed to jump out. She told me that she no longer wanted to dirty her crystal ashtrays, so from now on I was to become her Human Ashtray! I was stunned, I could not believe that she would put me through such a degrading and humiliating task.
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