Dreamscape torture and illicit fun

Dedicated to the woman of my dreams and the torture she put me through

Ahhh you feel so satisfied after a night of fun with your man but you had to part company and thus you slowly crawl into bed and remember that the night before you had teased him unmercifully and he told you this morning he FELT and reacted to your dreams in his sleep.. They were strong enough that they woke him and that is why he remembered them You whisper to the night as you start to fall asleep – “See you in my dreams my lover man.” Then slowly closing your eyes you drop off in peace.

He returned to his lodgings and slowly plotted his revenge… His spirit of the night is who he summons as he falls asleep and sends it to your room.. The spirit is his dream and looks, smells and touches just as he would but nothing can touch it without it allowing it to happen.

The spirit swiftly rises to your window and seep into your room. Just as a chill breeze seems to reach you a moan escapes you but you are so hot that you are naked upon the bed and continue in your deep sleep. It sits beside you on the bed and lightly strokes your hair brushing your cheek and lips. You murmur his name in your sleep but it continues and slowly sweeps its hand down over the swell of your breasts. Lightly it strokes as your areolas swell with excitement and your breathing catches for a split second then continues as before. Its strokes slowly reach over your stomach and feel the heat and dampness rising from your womanhood and fill the air with the sweet smell of your nectar.

The spirit grabs several pieces of your clothing and first rolls one up and slowly works it into your mouth…then taking each arm in turn ties them to the corners of your bed… lastly your legs are spread and loosely tied to the corners as well.