Thoughts and fantasies of a submissive

Spent most of a day with Miss the other week. It's always amazing to me how dense a 24 hour period can be. It began when i arrived at her house, pausing to switch off the old mp3 and wrap the headphones around it. The usual protocol, popping it in my pocket before ringing the doorbell. Listening for the clunk of the living room door, the creak of floorboards, the snick of the lock. Hoping the neighbours don't pop out and force the kind of awkward small talk and polite smiling you have to make when you're a single man turning up at their single neighbour's house. There was a moment of panic, as there always is, when i wondered what she'd do on the other side. I'd asked for no anger (it makes me uncomfortable but can be Miss' default setting) and she came through. I was spun round inside at the door and my light shorts and thin shirt were swiftly cast down or open. Her hand goosed me grabbing my cock and balls and the other reached into my shirt. I obligingl...

Was wearing my new super thin running shorts on Friday. I said to Miss to feel how thin they were,  and she said "By God Sam, they're like French knickers. All you need is a trim of lace and you'd be there...' Which made me squirm happily. They didn't get a proper test run on the train though as some annoying old bloke sat right behind us. Boo! That said it was an interesting 24 hours (almost) as i suggested Miss try to get as many orgasms out of me as possible. She got me up to 7 with a final pair in the afternoon after the market. This impressed her, but it was your skill that did it my body was just along for the, very tiring, ride. For the record these were all hard orgasms not even any ruins. Miss- thank you so much. It's been 3 days since and have recharged. Woke this morning hungry as ever. Soon Miss I hope, please.