Wheldrake

I don't usually remember my dreams, and when I do remember them they rarely have any connection to sex or BDSM. Last night, however, I had a dream that was kinky in an odd way. I was locked up with some other people, both men and women, in an enclosure that resembled an open-plan apartment surrounded by a giant mesh cage. The cage was inside a vast, barren room in a large building.

Our prison was comfortably furnished, with bunk beds and a kitchen area. However, we were at the mercy of jailers who were, like us, rather unremarkable-looking men and women dressed in ordinary clothes. They treated us quite harshly, either because they were cruel or because it was their duty to be tough on us for some reason. They had ways of tormenting us while we were locked in our giant cage, and they would sometimes open the gate, herd us out and put us to work.

I don't know if I'd willingly sign up for this kind of experience in waking life, but I did wake up feeling aroused, so it must have worked for me at some level.

Is legally binding slavery the gay marriage of the BDSM community? Just a random, naughty thought.

Just walked home through a massive thunderstorm at 4 in the morning. No coat, no umbrella, ended up soaked to the skin. It was a relief to reach the comfort of my warm, dry apartment and get out of my wet clothes. Bottoming to Mother Nature can be exciting.