He dreams of partaking of Your rich nectar.
And yes, he sometimes experiences pleasant dreams of being banished to that dry, cramped orifice of Your body so furthest from Your heart, turned to the side of You where You show the least concern, yet Your little . . . Heaven, Your cunt which You so charitably share with him, is teasingly so near.

He dreams in every way of You, his one Mistress. Your puppet loves You so much.