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A dominant mistress, lips stained with lipstick, takes a long drag of her cigarette, her gaze intense. "You've seen me smoke, haven't you, pet?" she asks, her voice husky. "Now, I want you to fetch me a new chair. Something comfortable, something I can really relax in while I enjoy my cigarettes." She blows out a cloud of smoke, her eyes never leaving yours.