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Bound by her gaze, you're her plaything, her natural-born smoker. She instructs you to inhale deeply, her voice laced with power and desire. You obey, feeling the tobacco burn, the smoke fill your lungs. She leans in, her tattooed skin brushing against yours, her breath hot on your ear. "You like this, don't you?" she purrs, "You like being my little smoking slut."