Thoughts and fantasies of a submissive

He staggered off to the kitchen and retrieved the wine and the chocolate as always placing the first in the fridge and the second on the counter top. 'Come with me boy' she said as she grabbed him by the wrist and led him easily to the bathroom. She span him quickly to face the bath and slipped behind him as she bent him over the tub and pressed up against his bottom. She forced his head down to look at the bath and unbuckled his belt. His trousers she sent to his ankles along with his plain black trunks. He'd had no time to look about him and she gleefully grabbed the black anal insert and lubed it generously. To much moaning and squeaking she rubbed it over his rosebud and finding the spot popped it in an inch, out and in and made sure it was easing in and taking a firm hold of his cock and balls in the other hand bade him relax as it was shoved all the way in... Her hand absent mindedly pumped him to full hardness again and gave the insert a wiggle in tandem til he

I'm very lucky to quite regularly spend time with Miss, who is sparkling company, makes a mean bacon sandwich and has an abiding interest in playing with my cock. We have a typical pattern to those nights, and I'm both very happy with them and not going to reveal them to an disinterested public. But i can always fantasize about what might happen. On a common or garden variety evening... Miss greets me at the door. There is a warm welcoming smile as ever and this is reciprocated. She leans in close and spins me round to face the wall inside the door. She presses in close and pushes her leg between mine to spread them then squishes me against the wall, pressing herself into me and her hands roam roughly over my body. Her hands maul my tits through the thin shirt. They grasp and squeeze each firm handful and settle to firmly pinching the nipples beneath. I'm panting heavily already and i protest that i should get the wine in the fridge. She speaks firmly into my ear th