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I had a dream not to long ago. It was both very kitten like, and sad. In the dream, Sir and I had broken up and I was all and just going off of instincts as I wandered a city. A Dom and his sub found me...well, I found them. I dreamed that I was sitting outside the window and watching them, and the Dom sneaked out as his sub kept me distracted and clipped a leash to me. Then I was handed from home to home as a pet and treated as such. When I woke up, I had the strongest urge to crawl! And to immediately find Sir and hug him, cause the dream seriously felt real to me. Throughout the dream, there was just this overwhelming sense of sadness and loss to it that I pray I'll never have to feel in the waking world.

I rarely dream, but I love it when I do. It's like you get an exciting memory for free! My last dream was actually really hot and I blogged it on IC. I'll quote it here in case you can't see it without signing up (can't remember):


I strode across the empty courtyard, boot heels clicking on flagstones. Night enveloped the place, broken only by a pair of lonely street lamps in opposite corners, threatening to dazzle night adjusted eyes. Reaching the door of her block I pressed the buzzer with a thumb before thrusting my hand back into my coat pocket. The wind rustled leaves and my breath steamed in the air as I waited. After a moment, the intercom began to crackle quietly and a weak, tired voice came "Hello?" I had hoped tonight would have been one of her late ones (we both tended towards the nocturnal) but it seemed I had woken her up. I didn't care. "It's me," I replied. "What do you want?" she asked, confused. "Let me in." There was a pause, and then the click of the door bolt snapping open seemed to echo through the courtyard. I yanked it open, nimbly stepping inside. The stairs went by two at a time as I ascended four breath-shortening flights. Jogging up to her flat door I took half a heartbeat to breath, and knocked.

The door crept open and there she was. Sleepy eyed, she stood 5 foot 4 in mismatched socks. Her thick, cascading hair, mussed fresh from her pillow, only served to take away what little breath I had regained. Grey jammies adorned her slender frame: A vest clung to her flat stomach, curving inwards along her sides, and barely accommodating a pair of pert, shapely breasts. Casting my eyes down, a tiny pair of hotpants, draw string tassels dangling in front, showed off her impossibly long legs.

There was something about the tops of those legs, the way the creamy smooth skin met the jersey material of her shorts, how they stretched across her modest hips, the way the crotch pinched in... teasing me, hinting... agonisingly close to being so very revealing. I could not bare not having my hands on her a moment longer. In the fraction of a second it took me to take her in, the spontaneous late night craving that had drawn me here turned into something all together different: an immutable, desperate, savage, animal need. Leonidas himself could not have held me back.

My hands grasped her hips as I stepped close thrusting my mouth upon hers. She was confused, surprised... but kissed back. Her warm, soft lips returned the embrace gently, but before two seconds had passed our tongues were clamped together, writhing - though hers was adorably lazy from her sleep. Not even thinking now my brain so blinded with hunger, I pushed her back, the two of us waddling, interlocked, back inside her room. The door, which she had been propping open, slid around our bodies and shut closed of its own accord. My hands left her divine hips, travelling upwards to cup angelic cheeks. Insistent, my tongue elicited a muffled whimper that made me only more desperate for her. My hands crept down now, finding those perfect breasts. Her mouth broke from mine for just a moment to let out a breathless moan full of the letter 'H' as I twisted a nipple through her pyjama top. It was too much. I slid the straps of her vest off her shoulders and tugged it down. Grabbing the sides of her exposed waist I strode, half-carrying the poor girl towards her bed. If I had been capable of rational thought I might have felt bad about what such a sweet, gentle creature was about to be subjected to. If, of course, I didn't know full well that she would love every mad, filthy second of it.


I wrote it slightly different there: in the actual dream the beginning was weird because me and my flatmates were 'raiding' this other black in my halls of residence. And I was just about to kick in the door of this flat when the girl opened the door... and from then on it was pretty much how I wrote it. Anyway, I really wanted to see what I was going to do with her! Woke up too early lol. Oh well, I'll just have to fill in the gaps :P

-- Edited by DaddysTouch at 01:10, 2009-02-02

it wasn't bdsm, but i did have a dream that master and i got married... and that was very early in our relationship! we're both at college too... heh.

what does happen to me in my sleep, though... it's actually kind of scary! when people sleep, their body is paralyzed to prevent movement during the dream phase of sleep. in some people (like me) who wake suddenly from their dreams, their body/brain has not yet realized that it's awake, and will keep on dreaming--despite open eyes and functions--and people will continue to see things that were in their dreams, while unable to move or speak! scary! for me, this usually occurs when i dream about things that really scare me (scorpions or lobsters coming out from under my bed), but sometimes for other people, it's why they claim to have seen the ghosts of loved ones! nifty, innit?

what you can do to better remember your dreams, is before you fall asleep, tell yourself "i will remember my dreams" at least 10 times. it won't work right away, but if you keep at it for a good long while, you'll remember at least a bit more. another thing is, when you wake up from your dream, lay still and keep your eyes closed, remembering as much as you can about the dream. then immediately write it down. go back to sleep, sleep until your normal waking time, and review your journal when you wake up.