Ashtray Service

I sat on his couch smoking a joint before we got started in our session. I puffed the heavy smoke in his mousey little face. He coughed. I laughed.

The ash grew long as I sat and puffed. He said "let me get you an ashtray madam." I said "hold out your hand." He did as he was told. I tapped the joint lightly and the thick grey ash fell into his hand. He held his hand still as I smoked. I held the joint to his lips and told him to drag. He did. And sputtered and coughed it back at me. I laughed again at what a square this sub was. I said "open your mouth" he shook his head. I smiled because I get to teach him a lesson for his disobedience. I grabbed him by the hair on the back of his head and yanked hard. He cried out in pain. I pulled his head back and when his mouth was wide open I tapped the joint above his face. The ash easily fell into his mouth and he made a sour face and spit the black mud all-over himself as I released his hair. I laughed and laughed! I climbed up on his chest with my knees and took his chin in my hand. "Open up, ash tray." I instructed him. He winced knowing what was coming but obey hesitantly not wanting any more unnecessary punishment. He opened his mouth hesitantly. I said "stick out your tongue."

His tongue was bone dry as he was nervous and likely had cottonmouth. I leaned really close and spit a large wet pool of saliva onto his waiting tongue. I then took my roach and put it directly onto his wet tongue letting it sizzle out. "Swallow." His expression said it all. Oh mistress do I have too? My look back to him clearly said do it now. He choked down the butt and opened his mouth to prove his loyalty. "So...." I said. "What do you want a cookie? Your an ashtray, be a fucking ashtray."