Welcome to a realm where your breath is no longer your own, and your purpose is singular—to serve as the human ashtray and spittoon for two Dominating powerhouses, Mistress Diana Von Rigg and Mistress Tess. In this clip, you will bear witness to the pure surrender as our bound sl*ve kneels before us, encased in a str*itjacket so constricting, he can barely twitch a muscle. His head is locked in a steel cage, suspended by a pulley, rendering him immobile and utterly at our mercy.

As the scene opens, the sl*ve's wide, terrified eyes gaze up at us through the b*rs of his cage, his mouth the only portal to the world outside his metal confines. We approach, our heels clicking authoritatively against the cold, hard floor. Our victim knows what's coming, yet he is powerless to stop it.

Mistress Tess and I exchange a glance, a silent agreement passing between us. We take turns leaning over our human furniture, ashing our cigarettes into his open mouth, the smoke curling around his face, invading his nostrils, and stinging his eyes. His body convulses slightly with each exhale, but there is no escape from the smoky prison we've created for him.

Our saliva follows, warm and thick, streaming into his mouth, mixing with the ashes. He silently accepts, the sound muffled by the lack of air, but we are relentless. With each spit, we assert our Dominance, training him to accept his new role, his new addiction—Not only us, but our bodily fluids.

The steel cage ensures zero movement, no chance of evasion. His breathing grows labored, each inhale a struggle against the dense cloud of smoke and the weight of our spit. But this is only the beginning. We have plans for him, plans that involve a fresh addiction he has no choice but to embrace.

As the training intensifies, we introduce him to the heady scent of our arousal, our breath hovering just out of reach. We tease him mercilessly, our fingers dancing along the edges of the cage, our moans filling the air as we pleasure ourselves just beyond his lips.

He is being conditioned, trained to crave the taste of our pleasure, the scent of our desire. With each passing moment, he becomes more attuned to our needs, his body and mind bending to our will.

This is not just a lesson of humiliation and control but a transformation. By the end of this clip, our sl*ve will have learned a new form of worship, a new way to breathe—through us, his Mistresses, his Goddesses. His addiction to our dominance is sealed, his fate intertwined with our whims.

Caged Smoke Subjugation with Mistress Tess