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Dreaming
Wow. I had the hottest fucking dream last night. Not unusual. What was odd about this dream was that there was no actual sex, which is rare for my sexy dreams.
I was out on a date, and the details were sketchy. I don’t know where we were, what we were doing, or how we got home. I remember we were both dressed very casually. He was wearing jeans, and that’s all I recall.
Whatever was going on, eventually The Boy and I were back at an apartment. I assume it was mine, since I knew my way around, but it didn’t look at all like my current residence. I walked in the door, and he followed me, behind and slightly to my left. As I passed my favourite chair, I snapped my fingers and pointed, and kept walking. I went and changed in to my favourite nightgown, and went to the kitchen, where I poured a glass of wine, and brought a saucer with me into the living room.
When I got there, The Boy was kneeling just in front and off to the side of my chair, clad only in his jeans. No shirt. No socks. No watch. Just the jeans. I poured some of my wine into the saucer, placed it on the floor, and sat down. I assume The Boy drank some, but I don’t remember dreaming that part.
After that, I sat down, and he laid his head in my lap, while I pet him with my right hand, holding my glass in the other.
There isn’t anything after that. Just the warmth of his head in my lap, the feel of his lips through the thin night gown, and his skin under my fingers. It was very serene and peaceful, and very very hot.
I find that to be incredibly erotic.
That to me is what submission is all about - a man serving a woman and being rewarded in a loving manner, like a dear pet.
Kiss of Fire: A Romantic View of Sadomasochism photographed and written by Barbara Nitke
Depicts what you wrote perfectly.
So Hot & Sexy!
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