Manav Ashtray aur peshab chehra

I'm sitting relaxed, a cigarette between my fingers, my long black boots gleaming in the light - and below me, my slave is squirming exactly where he belongs. He swallows my spit, serves as my personal ashtray and licks every inch of my heels with his pathetic tongue. I enjoy humiliating him, breaking him with words and my mere presence, while he is at my mercy unconditionally. I piss in his stupid face and leave heel marks on his pig body.