A submissive slut and his bath toys

Vinny’s favorite time of day?
The shower.

Not because it’s relaxing. Not because it’s private. But because it’s the one place he can be completely filthy for me. That’s when the toys come out.
That’s when he spreads his legs, presses his back to the tile, and starts playing with his pretty little pussy—stretching it, teasing it, training it for the real thing.

Getting it ready for my cock.

He moans under the water, fingers wrapped around his toy, hips bucking like the desperate little hole he is.
He imagines me there—watching. Guiding. Praising. Owning.

Because Vinny knows exactly what he is. He’s not just cleaning up in that shower. He’s preparing himself to be used.

And he wouldn't have it any other way.