Chapter 3: Rising Action
His tone was authoritative, demanding obedience. His cock dripped precum onto Tamara's eagerly awaiting tongue. This was exactly what she wanted – the submissiveness she craved. She accepted his command, taking the Misty 120 delicately between her thumb and index finger, drawing out long streams of fragrant smoke. Each exhale carried not only the tantalisingly sharp aroma of a quality cigarette, but also the promise of sexual submission. John revelled in watching her.