I found the ideal accessory to add to My smoking lounge. It will lay beneath my divine feet and serve as My personal ashtray. Perhaps when it is lucky I will spit on it and maybe I allow it suck on my high heels. But when it doesn't I will use my spiked shoes to torture it. An ashtray like this one can never imagine how lucky it is to lay beneath my divine feet to serve Me. I expect My ashtray to love My spit and worship My ash. It is not allowed to drop any of the ash I deposit or it will suffer badly for violating My rules. If I see it violating my rules I torture its body with the spikes on my shoe. At the end of the day, it needs to be able to deal with the ash, My spit, and lovely heels and swallow and clean everything when I'm done.
