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Happy Birthday to Mom!! YAY!!

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Weird dreams last night. I was at some sort of BDSM club, hosted out of someone's house. I wasn't there for the kink at all --as the dream progressed, I found myself babysitting four infants belonging to the kinksters.

But before I got to the babysitting part, I met up with a friend of mine from high school, who was very much there to get his pain on. Yeah, alright, why not? I wasn't doing anything at the time, and I do so like biting, after all. So, for a few minutes, I was biting at his arms and scratching him up, while he shivered and called me mistress.

I remember very specifically thinking indream that, while I hadn't known he was subby, I was utterly unsurprised by it. Of course, on awokened thought, (what little I can devote to trying to guess the kinks of this relatively asexual high school friend) I think he'd be more the other side of the equation. At the very least, the traits of dream!him that I read as subish are not traits that real!him actually has. So, I'm not really sure what's up there.

At any rate, I think that's the first sexual dream I've ever had where I've been in the dominant position. I have sex dreams every six or eight months, almost all of which involve me getting molested and unable to do anything about it. I generally wake up from those feeling dirty and scared and wrong, and offcentered for a few hours. This has been happening to me since early high school, and seems to be my variant of a nightmare.

The interesting thing is that all the feelings of wrongness were still there today, but they were a *lot* less. I'm not sure if this is because the sex part of the dream was extremely short, because he so clearly consented indream, or because I was domming, but it wrapped a layer of fuzziness around the usually sharp feelings of just not right.

((Although thinking back, I think he was consenting and I wasn't, for all that it was me doing him wrong. I do recall that he wanted me to go beat him proper, and I bowed out, possibly with the excuse of the childcare I wound up doing. But yeah.))

(((Also, does all this babble make it painfully obvious that pretty much all my BDSM knowledge is theoretical? Most notably, please please *please* don't let there be play parties with babysitters in attendance to watch your kids. I am of the opinion that that would be Just Plain Ew. Do not bring your children to play parties. They will be horrified as soon as they figure out what's going on.)))

Honestly though, the title "Babysitting at the Bondage Party" is now stuck in my head, and I *really* want to do something with it.

...Is there anyone who didn't click on the cut until they read that line? Because I really hope there is.

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Anywho, I should really sleep one of these days, since I'm waking up early to make breakfast in bed for mom. I like that this was meant to be a birthday post, but pretty much is mostly just me babbling about dreams and sex.

~Sor
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