
Addicted to Me – Part 2
Draped in a deep purple crushed velvet top, unbuttoned to reveal teasing cleavage and the edge of a black bra, paired with a high-waisted PVC skirt and matching suspenders, I exude irresistible dominance. My vintage black leather gloves flex as I smoke a long cork-tipped Marlboro Black 100, every drag and exhale reminding you that you belong to me.
Around my neck hang the keys to your surrender, the chastity cage key and a handcuff key, symbols of the control I hold over you. I tell you exactly how addicted you are to me and my smoke, and why you’ll stay locked for my pleasure. As I taunt and command, I flick my ashes directly toward the camera, indulging in a little human ashtray play, because even my discarded ash has more power than you.
