It's time for my daily cigarette, a moment of relaxation in which however there is no shortage of my slaves for my sadistic entertainment. Next to me with his neck very straight held in position by a medieval but always current device in my dungeon, the heretic's fork, a slave who functions as an ashtray. I leave the ash in his mouth but every time he has to open it the fork sticks a little more into his flesh and I relax watching him suffer. When I've almost finished the cigarette I free him, let him swallow the cigarette butt, lick my soles a bit and send him away to wash himself while I prepare the next game for him...
