What better way to relax than with a glass of Champagne, an aromatic cigar and my human ashtray near. The dungeon fills up with smoke quickly and so do my slave’s lungs when I exhale thick plumes in to his face. His mouth gets blacker and blacker from my ashes ...

So sometimes when we’re relaxing out by the pool in the backyard here at the Manor, we forget to grab an ashtray before lighting up… so what’s the solution.. use a loser slave of course… and My new little pathetic soulless ginger is the perfect brand of ugly and disgusting ...