My dream last night was really unusual, in that I didn’t wake up just before my dream-spanking could start, but slept quite happily all through it.
But here’s the full story.
Abel and I were spies. We had infiltrated some sort of uber-religious camp, for whatever purpose. Our cover story was supposed to be that we were husband and wife, but somebody in our spying organisation had messed up with our fake papers, and they came out saying “father and daughter”.
Now, this was a challenge, because he’s only 12 years my senior, so we had to make him look somehow older, and me look younger. And, obviously, we had to live like a single dad and his college-age daughter, complete with the traditional discipline that the cult encouraged.
Now, Abel wasn’t going to actually spank me (it was a dream, OK?). But the leader of the cult suspected something, and when I did something that in his view deserved a punishment, he showed up in our hut, and demanded that I be spanked there and then.
Abel made me fetch a wooden spoon from the kitchen, pulled up my dress, tugged down my knickers and turned me over his knee. Because in my dreams I don’t have the sense of touch, and a spanking doesn’t feel like anything, this would be where I’d normally wake up from the sheer wrongness of a wooden spoon not hurting at all. But I didn’t; I just pretended it did hurt, and performed like a good little spy for the cult leader’s benefit.
I woke up quite frustrated at not having had a proper spanking, but I guess you can’t have everything…
Haron,
I’m pretty sure you won’t be frustrated for too long…
Actually, I won’t see Abel until next week-end, which seems like eternity right now.
Damn, I need a spanking.
It’s an intriguing story anyway… maybe you can keep yourself entertained by filling in the details.
You sure do have interesting dreams… I don’t dream about getting spanked a lot but have a couple of times. The last one I can remember was a couple of months back, where I had to line up with 2 of my (vanilla!) friends for my spanking. But in my dreams, getting spanked never hurts either.
I sympathise with you, Haron. I feel like getting spanked too, but it ain’t gonna happen!
My sympathies, too, Haron. I figured you and Abel were apart when he awoke feeling the need to find someone to spank. Hope you continue to have interesting dreams and that the week goes by quickly!
In the Tales of the Unexpected version of this you would wake up feeling frustrated about not being spanked, and then experience the shock of cathcing a glimpse in the mirror of your backside looking suspiciously bruised.
You did check, didn’t you?
Oooh, Mike, I wondered what those red blotches were from… It wasn’t a dream at all, was it? Oh no! LOL
I don’t have a sense of touch in my dreams, either, and CP dreams are *the most* frustrating thing as a result. I’ve sort of got into the habit of half-waking myself up, enough to be aware that I’m dreaming, then letting myself slide back into the dream, and this time deliberately trying to imagine the sensations I’m experiencing by drawing on my memories. It’s never satisfying, though.