In a dimly lit dungeon, Misstinasu's chubby submissive kneels, eyes fixed on his Mistress. She, clad in PVC and a wig, commands, "Serve me, smoke slave." He nods, watching her light a cigarette, the flame casting sinister shadows on her gloved hands. She takes a long drag, exhaling smoke rings that he dutifully catches in his mouth. His eyes water, but he's entranced, obeying her every command. She stubs out the cigarette in an ashtray, then his palm, marking him, before ordering him to clean her with his tongue.