It’s been awhile since I’ve made an entry for this blog, due largely in part to a lack of material that would otherwise inspire me to write.
Last night, however, my brain decided to treat me to a rather erotic dream; thus, compelling me to write this entry for all to (hopefully) enjoy.
The more intricate details my dream that I can remember are sexually focused. In other words, I couldn’t tell you the setting or how the dream Evan began, only that I was subject to intense sexual gratification.
I was on the ground, belly-up with my arms tied behind my back, looking up at a man (whose face I can not remember) but was definitely a good 20 years my senior. He was sitting in a chair above me, dressed in a policeman’s uniform (no idea why my brain conjured this up) and heavy military boots.
He was teasing me at first, just staring down at me and smiling. I was feeling quite nervous but also sexually excited.
The man told me to open my legs, which I did, and then proceeded to put one of his boots on my pussy. He started rubbing it slowly in a circular motion and as the pleasure I felt mounted, he would stop for a few moments before starting again. He did this many times, and finally, said I’d have to beg to cum on his boots. He said I was to only refer to him as “daddy” or “sir”.
I was quite embarrassed but gave in, begging for gratification.
The man then took his baton and started to roughly rub it against my clit, all while still seated.
He never let me cum, unfortunately. Instead, he pulled out his cock and made me suck him off to completion.
Sadly, my dream ended much too soon.
I’m sure it’s my brain’s way of telling me to find a Dom already, lol.
