In my dream I was living in London, alone in a poky flat, not knowing a soul. I heard an announcement on the news: girls who were starting their first job in London, and had nobody to turn to for advice, could apply to join a “mentor programme”. There would be a tutorial group meeting every week, in which girls assigned to a particular mentor would share their accomplishments and bear a penalty for any misdeeds. Penalties would include corporal punishment.

Even in this surreal dream, I was a spanko. Although I didn’t particularly want to be answerable to a random mentor, this appeared to me like a great place to get spanked safely and innocently, without venturing into the scary kinky underworld.

When I arrived for the first meeting, I got chatting to other people in my group, and lots of them shared in embarrassed whispers that they were there for the same reason. Not mentoring, but spanking was the main thing that had attracted them.

Unfortunately, the dream never did get to any action, but I woke up very happy to be part of that scary underworld that I had tried so hard to avoid in my sleep.

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