I want to beg for her to fuck me with it. I want to feel something in my rectum, my little brown hole. I want her to do it to me rough and take my ass...like I’m her bitch. I am her bitch.My breath is hot and heavy across the boards. I feel condensation building there in front of my lips. I push my ass higher into the air and my Mistress promises something special tonight.My nipples touch the cold floor and they explode with electric sensations. She walks around me and then away. She. He planned to spend a few weeks in the states, maybe watch a few shows and visit his parents. Sometimes it was just good to get a feel for home when you have been on the road for so long. He stood behind the curtain his match was next, playing face for a change. He was expected to do flashier moves and he was looking forward to it. His opponent, a member of the new faction, was the champion and it was supposed to be a glorious failure. He knew they wouldn't put the title on him with him about. The only rules were that you had to have a date and you had to be of legal drinking age. He had, of course, gone with Hermione. They had been married for a few years now, but last night was the first time that they had been to a really wild party since their newly-wed days. He rummaged through the cabinet and finally found a jar of Hermione's make-up remover. After liberal use, he was finally able to look at himself in the mirror again. He was trying to remember how the make-up had gotten there. "You too?" I whispered, but she shook her head."I want to fuck in my dress," she hissed, and I grinned in response, already shedding my suit. In a moment I was nude, and Donna eyed my body lustily, chewing on her sensual bottom lip. We kissed again, our tongues hot and adventurous, tasting each other as if for the first time. Her fingernails traced white scratches over my shoulder-blades as I held her tightly and explored the body beneath the dress. Finally, our kiss ended, and we held one.