BDSM: Adventures in Dream-Shaping

Disclaimer: This post deals with mature themes, and while the language may be rated PG13, the subject matter probably isn’t. All acts described herein were performed by consenting adults. Do not attempt without rock-solid consent because these acts would otherwise be defined as criminal sexual assault. No subs were harmed during the making of this post…

So one of the great parts about being a dom is getting to explore territory that would normally be considered taboo if not downright illegal. A good daddy however uses his licence beneficently, for the betterment of his girl. He is not so crude as to take advantage of privilege for the purposes of satiating his own base lusts.

The bane of daddies everywhere, both real and kinky, is the dreaded nightmare, nothing shuts down play-time more effectively than a frightened child climbing into your marital bed. And while I can’t help the real daddies, telling this story might help the daddy-doms out there to shape the dreams of their littles.

For much of my life I have had an interest in dreams. Although I maybe could have gone the esoteric route and afforded more meaning and spiritual significance than dreams warrant,  but being of a rational mindset I delved into the science of sleep-states and the functioning of the unconscious mind. I was always fortunate enough to be a lucid dreamer myself; I maintain some constant level of conscious awareness that I am dreaming in my dreams allowing me control over my own actions and even affording me the ability to wake on command(safe-wording your night-mares, priceless).

But only as I came into maturity, and began to share a bed with another person that my interests started to shift to my partner’s dream-states. I was already long master of my own dreams, and my youthful journeys into the shamanistic rites had afforded me a great deal of experience with a broad spectrum of various states of consciousness. So many of my nights for decades were spent holding and caressing a sleeping lover, always recording observations, much in the mold of a long term scientific experiment. At times treading on thin-ice only having open-ended consent for ‘cuddling’ during sleep I was not quite able to explore the possibilities further until I had more formal slave relationships, like that which I enjoy with my wife.

It was during a fun exercise that this subject even came up, We had been filling out some rather extensive and lengthy forms about our opinions on various kinks. When I got to the section on hypnotism play I had checked that off as ‘Have Done It’ and ‘Want to Do It.’, Where she had checked the same boxes for consensual-non-consensual(rape play). In the course of the discussions we had found that we were actually talking about the same thing. Those times when I’d “taken-advantage of her” in her sleep…We both liked it enough that she gave me formal open-ended permission to employ whatever tactics I deemed necessary to continue and further my informal research project.

If you are the sort of man that likes to roll-over and go to sleep directly after orgasm then let’s be real here, you ain’t got the chops for this game anyways. But maybe you’re like me, and you can never sleep after an epic session because you are far too amped-up, pay close attention to your sleeping lover.  The sweet-spot is really the hypnotic states that precede REM(Rapid Eye Movement) where the subject is susceptible to suggestion. Hitting that sweet-spot requires a practiced eye and touch but REM states can also be manipulated and they are much easier to identify…

Like for instance, one night after I had rocked my woman into a zombified state of orgasmal bliss for hours she had promptly fell asleep having reached the point of exhaustion(like double-digit orgasm counts). Skipping past the hypnotic states and straight into full-on sex-dream mode. All snoring and half-intelligible rhythmic moaning. I couldn’t help myself, I ever so gently breathed in her ear, focusing on letting out warmed air with a bass-laden ‘huhhhh…”, this move works on literally everyone, fingers gently brushed against the entire length of her body in serpentine patterns. The unintelligible moan became a very clear “Oh Daddy”, I knew at that moment that I had done it, without a doubt I had just dream-raped her. I even gently tapped her ass(Grey-style) to see if it would translate into a spanking in her dream-world, whispering the automatic ‘Good Girl’  formulaic in her ear…

When your sub doesn’t just think about you every waking moment, but also while sleeping you know you so truly and absolutely own her. And that is pretty much what this game is all about.  Of course a fella like me could never be satisfied with just un-fakeable 24/7 devotion, I have this compulsive need to push the envelope….

I’d had even gotten so bold that after ‘testing the waters’ with an aggressive yet still stealthily executed DP session I had managed to push an intermediate-sized butt-plug about a centimeter from-in before she awoke and caught me red-handed(or maybe brown-handed). I was expecting to be chastised, but to my surprise I was greeted to a very randy mommy who had contemptuously pushed through the final length, and another lengthy legendary session promptly ensued…I love being me…

So recently one night the stars all lined up correctly, my wife had been trying to pull the whole ‘I have a headache hun’ routine.  and had went to bed early. I had responded with a ‘sure-thing hun’ even though I had already had alterior motives. I fully waited for her to pass-out, suddenly the arm that I had wrapped around her mid-section went to work. Grabbing her breasts roughly, one hand slowly inching closer over the hills and dales ever towards her nether-regions. For what seemed like forever I slowly maneuvered my middle finger until it was in a favourable position to manipulate her clit, and she was still asleep, snoring away happily.

As I gently worked her clit, just the way she likes it, alternating between around in circles and top to bottom stroking. At that moment I pondered if it was even physically possible to bring a women to climax while sleeping. About 45 minutes and two close waking-scares later I learned the answer to that question. It is possible, she came so hard that her vaginal spasms could be felt resonating in the exterior vulva, her clit immediately retreated into it’s hidey-hole. I was in a state of utter amazement when my wife abruptly woke up and almost immediately had a leg-cramp in her calf-muscle. Seems she had been unconsciously curling her toes in her sleep. After I quickly massaged out her cramp while telling her all about what I had been up to while she was sleeping the look in her eyes was a pure ‘ready to go’ look even though she had not been consciously aware of the orgasm she’d had a few second earlier….

I took full advantage of her ‘do-me-now’ state to rock her repeatedly until the sun was literally coming-up. Yes when I say my sessions go ‘All-Night-Long’ like Lionel Ritchie, I ain’t bluffing…So there you go, if you gots real game and consent you can paint masterpieces of next-level gourmet sex, but hey ask yourself how the last time you got laid went in comparison to just one of the many minor threads of the tapestry of awesomeness that is the sex-life of an alpha-daddy…

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