The Dream...

i don't remember falling asleep last night. i just stopped for a moment and layed down on the bed. Next thing i know, it was 5:30 in the morning. i was still laying in the same spot, hadn't moved, fully dressed...even still had my shoes on. i was Tired! i slept sound and deeply. In doing so, i went to a blissful place in my mind...

i was at a party, and You were both there. i was sitting on the couch, really close and comfortable with You. Nothing more than friends enjoying each others company. At one point, i had gone into another room, and i found myself leaning against the fire place mantle, elbows on the mantle, looking behind me in the big mirror that was hung above the fireplace...

i saw Her walk up behind me and i couldn't help the smile that came across my face. She was not as amused. She wasn't mad or angry or anything, but you could tell She had a bad taste in Her mouth for me. She took advantage of the position i was in, and without a word from either of us, She was there to put me in my place...

i'm not sure how it happened, because my shirt was still on, but my shoulders were exposed. There were people walking around, mingling, but no one was really paying any attention to us. She had a wire coat hanger in Her hand. It was straightened out and doubled over. She was going to punish me...She did not like me at all, and i could feel it. But i also needed to submit to Her. i wanted to! i've Always wanted to...

She struck my shoulders with the piece of wire. i didn't even flinch. It hurt! But it was like a hunger being fed. my soul drank it up like nourishment. Another quick, sharp strike came down across my skin, and i felt like i had taken my very first breath of life. With my head bowed, i looked into the mirror through a part in my hair that had fallen over my face and gazed at Her with a sly grin and passion in my eyes. She Glared back at me, and i saw Her draw back once again and She came down on my back so hard, the wire molded itself to the shape of my shoulder and back. She held it up and looked at it and laughed at it's shape before She threw it down to reach for Her next weapon. It was a riding crop. She gave me a moment and guided me in a more braced position, took aim and i felt the thudded sting sink deep into my flesh. She was making Her point! Another blow and i hissed and buckled into the mantle, making sure to keep my position, but i was starting to feel the rawness of Her fury.

By the third strike, i felt something had changed in Her. She didn't seem as..."mad" at me. It had somehow turned from a punishment into a favor...an acceptance of what She was to me...an understanding of who i was to Her... She was enjoying this exchange in a whole new manner than She was when it started out. She realized i was Hers...and She hadn't even known She wanted me!

i felt Her tugging at my shirt to expose more of my skin. She was actually ripping the back of my shirt open. She had a red candle in Her hand...one of those big fat ones that you set down in a glass globe. i saw the flicker of the fire and the melted wax as She made one last check that my shirt had been properly cleared out of Her way. i must admit, i was worried how that hot wax was going to feel on top of my burning welts. i could already feel the heat rising from the attention She'd already given me. But there was something very comforting when i felt the warmth ooze down and trickle across my wounds. Something inside me changed...i can not even articulate the feelings of elation that i was experiencing. And in the middle of my euphoria, She turned my face to Hers from behind to kiss Her. i did. She offered me Her tongue, and i gently sucked it into my mouth. i could feel all the details of Her kiss with my tongue...Her taste buds, Her breath....Intoxicating! Her tongue was much wetter than it would normally be...more so than i would normally want to kiss...but She had done it on purpose...for me to take and savor, and i couldn't' get enough. She breaks our kiss for a moment to wet Her tongue again and offers it to me once again. i seductively kiss Her and it rocked me to my core. After a moment, She pulls away, takes a fist full of my hair into Her hand, pulls my head back and whispers in my ear, "Don't Touch My Husband..."

i became instantly conscious at that moment. i wasn't awake, but i was no longer dreaming either. my heart was racing. my breathing was rapid. i just layed there savoring every moment that had just transpired in my head. i wished for my dream to come true...

~sly

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