I need you to play with me on the phone right now. Imagine the visceral sensation of smoke blowing out of my mouth unto you, once you've earned the closeness to the warmth of my exhale. Perhaps I'm making use of your mouth; using you as an ashtray if you're a pathetic lil sub that can offer no better usefulness. Depending on the day, I might need a light from a devoted submissive. I hope to discover many uses for you... as furniture, pet or subservient human plaything I can uncover within you to suit my amusement and desires. Somehow I think we can collaborate on a creative use for you and I to play. Why wait... call me now.