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Erotic Dreams & Horny Poetry

There will be 2 types of entries: 1 is of actual dreams I have had that I write down as soon as I wake up, and the 2nd is poetry of my imagination when I'm sexually frustratated and daydream on what I'm craving.

Both are inspired by either previous Doms or relations that I have had. Most of the dreams are from my actual previous Doms and I tell them about the dream. With their permission, out of respect, I publish it but of course change their name.

Hope you enjoy my inner thoughts and subconscious mind.
2 years ago. January 29, 2022 at 7:37 PM

Dream

 

 

 

Part III

 

"So is this some fetish for you? Threatening pros? Getting off on my fear?", I said as I unzipped my boots, shrinking 5 inches closer to the ground.

"Keep your mouth shut, bitch. Only speak when spoken to. Got it?!"

I look at you puzzled. I'm now down to my bra and panties. They're red and made of thin lace and mesh.

"Look. You can just keep the money. I won't tell anyone. My girlfriend is going to know something isn't right if I don't check in."

You sigh. You go over to my purse and reach in to grab my phone.
"You're going to check in and tell her everything checks out and I want to see you do it."

As soon as I send the message, you take my phone and drop it onto the floor, smashing it with the hard heel of your shoe.

You charge at me and grab me by my braids, dragging me across the shiny cold floor. I yelped as my hands fly up to grab your grip from my hair. I squeeze my eyes from the pain. Tears start to leave my face as I begin to realize the situation I'm in.

"Maybe next time you won't be stubborn and you'll listen when I tell you to fucking do something. Keep. Your mouth. Shut."

You throw my body onto the ground. I gasp, regaining my balance on the floor. I look up and see you're cock bulging from your pants.

"Get on your knees, and open your mouth like the cock whore you are."

I obliged as I whimper, heart racing. You picked up the money that was in the clip on the floor, roll it up, and shove the tube of money down my mouth, "And a cheap slut at that. Five hundred an hour? You think you're only worth five hundred an hour?"

You reach back into your breast pocket and start throwing Benjamins at my face. Another $300, $700, $1200... you keep throwing your money in my face until the floor is covered in twenties and hundreds.

As I'm on my knees, you grab my panties by the side and rip the mesh material clear off me. My pussy exposed. You squeeze my panties and feel how warm and wet they are. My scent begins to surround me.

"Oh you like when I throw my money at you? I bet that cunt is dripping, screaming for me. Lean down and spread your holes for Daddy to see."


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