Oh what a dream and how to feel within in D/s
She dreamed again last night
Her hair down, her eyes wide,
Looking up at him,
Thighs spread, waiting
His lean body towering over her
His hand resting on her head
The voice
The touch
The simple command
Hurtling her pulse into a stampede
Pleasure, pain, surrender
The feel of his skin
His taste
“Good girl.”
Contentment
She wonders if she should share the dream
But she will not
Because then
He would know
She dreamed again.