"Playing With What's His" (The Dream, Part I)

I alluded to a dream, quite a while back and then I've been avoiding posting it ever since.  I know that I think it's hot, and I know that B thought it was hot, and I know that this is the right audience . . . but I still get shy about talking about sexual fantasies and get this irrational fear that someone will think I'm a freak, as if that really matters on an anonymous blog . . . but none of that really matters because the bottom line is that I think B wants me to post it, so here goes.

I had this dream a couple of months ago and I woke up about to spontaneously combust.  I came and didn't have permission and this was while B didn't have a working cell phone so I couldn't have just asked him because he was at work.  I told him about it later but then asked him calmly begged him to be understanding. He was skeptical and I asked him if I could write down the dream and email it to him before he decided whether or not to punish me.  He agreed to that and once he read it, I was absolved . . . so yeah . . . here's part one. . .

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I'm laying on our bed, on my back, naked. I knew in the dream that you had ordered me there, but it began with me already there, and waiting. 

You come in the room and I start to prop up on my elbows to look at you, but you immediately scold me, "Lay back down and be still." So I drop back down onto the bed, with a little bit of a pout on my face and cross my arms.

I hear you pause and then you walk into my line of vision beside me, look down at me and then shake your head, "That attitude is only going to make things worse for you tonight, you may want to get rid of it before I get started with you." I start to stick out my tongue at you but change my mind as you turn to grab a tie out of the closet and then walk over and climb onto the bed. 


You kneel over me, straddling me, and hold out your hand expectantly.

I offer you my hand and you tie it securely and then lean up and over me to loop the tie around a rung in the headboard. You leave some room in the tie so that my hand can't quite reach the rung. I close my eyes, just feeling you bind me and offer you my other hand without you asking. I start feeling smaller and I know I'm getting wet as you tie me. 

Once I'm tied in you check to make sure it's tight and then slide down my body and pull me down by my legs so that my arms are pulled tight. You begin moving around the room, pulling things out but putting them where I can't see them. I feel myself getting more and more antsy as you get ready.

You come back over and sit astride me again, still in pajama bottoms and a tshirt and look down at me. I close my eyes and turn my head to the side. You catch my chin and turn my head back as you say, "Open your eyes, look at me, I want you listening." I look at your eyes and you keep ahold of my chin and say, "You belong to me, every part of you, every inch of you, to do with as I please, isn't that right?"

I bite my lip, a little nervous, a lot aroused and then answer you, "Yes Sir."

"Tonight, I want to play with what's mine. I'm going to play with you for my pleasure, I'm going to do exactly whatever I want. I know a lot of it will be pleasurable for you too and having the power to give and take away your pleasure is part of what pleases me. You won't cum without permission, and whether or not you cum at all will depend entirely on how well you behave. Do you understand me?"

"Yes Sir, but..."

Your voice is a little louder and you move your hand so your thumb covers my mouth. "NO, I don't want to hear any 'buts', I'm not listening to any arguments. I asked you if you understood me..."

I look in your eyes, see there's no room for discussion, and sigh deeply. "Yes Sir, I understand."

"Good girl. Two more rules. First, you stay where I put you, if you get out of the position I put you in I'll punish you. Second, you may respond to what I'm doing with sounds, but no words, you are not allowed to speak. I'm not looking for what you think, what you want, nothing, I want to play with what's mine and I expect you to submit. Clear?"

My eyes widen a little as you say this, and my pussy clenches hard. I nod my head.

"Good girl. Now.... where should I begin...."

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If I tried to do it all it would be waaaaay long, so I'm gonna have to break it up into a few parts.  The dream was long, but trying to write it all out makes it seem really really long. I summarized the rest of it for B, so getting it into story form will take a little work.  Not hard work, just some time.  

Maybe if a couple people let me know if they're even interested, then I could know whether or not to continue . . . and Sir, I don't think you get a vote, cause you've already read it . . . (crossing my fingers and hoping that everyone just thinks it's dumb cause the embarrassing part hasn't even started yet).

Until next time,

His devoted one