'Those thoughts transitioned into, 'Someone is on this planet with me and judging by this morning they are none too happy I am here. But if I am to be...here for any length of time it would be nice to have some companionship. Preferably of the non-lethal variety.'Before I knew it I had a good-sized pile of firewood stacked beside my tent. It pays sometimes to just work mindlessly, by the time your mind is back on your task you are done!I realized despite my desire to sit around a fire this. She knew full well how pliable a shit chute was. Her brown bud fluttered open around the tip of his prick. When Jimmy humped again, half of his big, mushroom- shaped slab inched into her ass.He stared down in amazement, seeing the purple cockmeat flaring in that taut slot. A few blobs of spunk dribbled out, lubricating the passage. He shoved again and his mother pushed her ass back to meet him, squirming joyfully.His cockhead disappeared up her shit hole. Her tight ass ring collared his. It’s black leather with the words “Bitch Puppy” printed in glitter. I put it on tightly and drop to my hands and knees.Finally it’s time to open the door and enter my own home. It’s the home that I work very hard to pay for so that my wife can have the lifestyle she so richly deserves. The doorknob, as with all the doors in the house is lever style. This allows me to open it with my mouth as I’ve already dropped to hands and knees. From the instant I open the door, I’m my wife’s little bitch. All of the administrative tools were there, so it was the logical place for the mayor to live. As soon as she was able, Mary was appointed Assistant Mayor. All of our stuff was moved to Town from our previous home, and we were comfortably established in City Hall.Yes, we had servants. Specifically, I had wanted the former queen to be our household maid. It particularly amused me that she had to clean the toilets every day. As a joke, I once took a photograph of her bent over the toilet bowl.