I run a company, a very demanding job that requires a lot of time at my desk in my office where luckily I have a slave at my disposal to relax every now and then. While I work it acts as a footstool spread out like a rug under my desk and when I take a well-deserved cigarette break it promptly transforms into a human ashtray. There is one detail however, after smoking I immediately have an urgent need to use the toilet but first I have to get rid of all the air I have in my belly… So the slave has the privilege of bringing his nose closer and smelling my farts until the last breath and then return under the desk where he deserves to be.

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