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I was lying on the bed and Dymion was on the floor. We were just talking and smoking a cigarette. I really thought it would be one of those "early to bed" kind of evenings...we both had a long day at work. But then I realized...He looked so perfect in the dimness of the bedroom. Collared, smiling, looking right into my eyes. I grabbed him and said I wanted sexual servitude right at that moment. He obliged. Wow...he really obliged. It was perfect. Not a moment of foreplay...he entered me right then...why? Because that is exactly what I wanted, when I wanted it, and the fulfillment of my need - any need - is his purpose...so awesome. Of course, I love all of the other things that often do lead up to a sexual encounter, but at that moment I simply could not wait to feel him. There was something about that power...grabbing the ring on his collar...pulling him close. I decided when we were finished...I decided when I was satisfied with the encounter. Damn. It was really hot. He is out fetching dinner for me now. What a wonderful pet.