I rarely smoke, so I don’t typically have an ashtray in my home. However, any slave of mine is more than willing to become the object of my desire at any given moment, all to make my life of luxury a little bit easier. Today, this foolish slave will be transformed into my personal human ashtray! How convenient for me.
And, as far as I know, ashtrays don’t wear clothes, so you will have to be naked, even though it recently snowed and it’s quite cold outside (I, on the other hand, am comfortable and warm). This demonstrates your devotion to me, and it’s so amusing to me – I love humiliating my little loser in public as a display of my power (you can hear cars driving by, I’m sure they saw the degradation!).
I am a benevolent goddess and will assist my slave in swallowing all the ash by spitting in his mouth, blowing smoke in his face, and making him eat the cigarette butt off my boot sole!