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Jennifer
Date: 3/12/2017, Categories: BDSM Fetish, Hardcore Author: nunmoreblack
... Jennifer. “Suit yourself Bitch, all I am saying is that the addiction has already begun.” Tammy took the ball gag off the table and stuffed it deep into Jennifer’s mouth. She tied both straps as tight as she could, and then sealed Jennifer’s mouth with duct tape. Next Tammy inserted the corks into her nostrils. Once they were taped securely in place Tammy attached the hoses. Tammy then reached under the table and picked up what looked like a candelabrum and set it on the table. Jennifer thought that this was weird until she saw the nicotine and tar stains on the silver. She bucked so violently that she started to bleed from the chafe spots. Tammy smiled and set about filling the candelabrum. “First you need to smoke your cigarettes,” said Tammy gleefully as she cut the filters off of six cigarettes. “See, if we put three cigarettes in the each side, that leaves us one empty hole on each side, plus the one in the middle.” Tammy then reached down to the floor again and produced two cigars. “I know how much you enjoy smoking, so I thought that I would add some cigar smoke to your routine so that you can truly enjoy all aspects of smoking.” With that said Tammy inserted the two cigars into the remaining larger holes on the candelabrum. Tammy then connected one of Jennifer’s tubes to the candelabrum. “Ready to light up Bitch?” asked Tammy with smile. Jennifer was bleeding in several spots from bucking and had given no sign of submitting until Tammy had connected her. It was ...
... exceptionally difficult to breathe, and the aroma from all of the tobacco was starting to make Jennifer nauseous. All Jennifer could do as Tammy flicked her lighter to life was weep. Despite her will, Jennifer was now beginning to believe that she would never leave here free from smoke. “Don’t cry Bitch, I’ll get you lit soon enough” lilted Tammy as she began lighting all six cigarettes and two cigars. Smoke billowed out from Jennifer’s exhale tube. The volume of smoke she was exhaling even surprised Tammy. Every fourth or fifth inhale, Tammy would cover the center hole with her finger to prevent any fresh air mixing in with the smoke. Jennifer reacted to this act the first few times until her spirit was crushed and she lacked the will to fight it. Jennifer also had noticed that her cramps were gone. Could Tammy have been right? Could she now be addicted for life to nicotine, f***ed to submit to the b**st with a cigarette when the b**st called? “Bitch, your not fighting me any more. Have you given up, lost your nerve, or do sort of like it? You don’t have to answer me Bitch, I know you want to keep smoking. I even feel compelled to help you more than I already have.” Tammy took out the stubs of Jennifer’s cigarettes and replaced them with fresh cigarettes. Tammy then lit a seventh cigarette and placed it into Jennifer’s free tube. Jennifer moved slightly as her breathing was even more restricted, but she did not fight her situation. “How long does it take you to smoke the ...