Mon ordre de fumer pendant que je possède ton plaisir

You bring the cigarette to your lips because I command it, because your will is mine. Each drag fills your lungs and fogs your mind, wrapping your thoughts tighter in the chains of my dominance. Do you ache for release? Do you long for satisfaction? Only I hold the key, and I'll decide if you deserve it. As the smoke curls around you, my voice snakes into your ear, pulling you further into obedience. Soon, you'll hunger for my words even more than the nicotin. and there's no way out.