Dream State

I’m taking a well-deserved vacation from work, so my sleep times tend to be a little funky, at least until I get it through my thick skull that going to bed at a decent hour makes more sense than doing it at 1-2 am, thereby getting up at 9 or 10 am, when most of the good part of the morning is shot. Last night was one of those nights, and as it so happened I had a kinky dream before waking up for a bathroom break around 7 am.

Like most dreams, it wasn’t fully functional, nor did I have a clue how I got where I was. Only that I was aware that I was indeed there, and that it belonged to someone else that was kinky. It was a play area, and there were stairs leading up to another level that seemed to be a vanilla living area, because I could hear voices and activity that didn’t seem to be of a kinky nature. Apparently my wandering around alerted the owner of the space that someone was present, because I soon heard footsteps coming down the stairs, and a woman appeared, dressed in latex and boots, so I had to presume she was a dominant, though I don’t remember her facial features. As I turned to attempt to leave, she called out to me “Sir?, Sir? Please don’t leave, I’d like to talk to you if I may..” at which point I stopped attempting to leave and turned around to face her again.

She sat on a chair, and asked me to take a seat as well, though there weren’t any other chairs in the room. Resigning myself to sitting on the floor, even being aware of how it seemed, her being a dominant and though I am as well, she had no way of knowing it, and my positioning would presume her being in the dominant position for our upcoming conversation.

At this point she turned around and brought forth a small plate of cookies, one of which she took from the plate and tossed to me, and I caught. She said “I might as well be a gracious host, and offer you something to eat…” I looked down at it and immediately something in the back of my head suggested eating it would not be the smartest thing to do. So I merely set it down beside me and looked up at her. She seemed a bit disappointed I didn’t take a bite, which sort of confirmed my suspicion about its content.

And at that point I woke up. Not certain what to make of it all, but occasionally I have kink related dreams. I try not to read too much into my dreams, because they’re mostly the brain entertaining itself while I’m unconcious.

Just something to share.