It’s been a while since my last spanking dream, and I was wondering whether my subconscious was getting boring, or whether maybe I was just forgetting my dreams before I could write them down.
Before I could get worried, though, I was treated to a sweet dream based, quite possibly, on our visit to an Elizabethan country house, where some of the rooms we saw were guest bedroom for single male visitors.
In this dream I was a daughter of the house, with quite a crush on a male guest, who was showing no interest in me. So one evening I stole a maid’s uniform and crept through the house to try and seduce him in his bedroom.
To my profound disappointment, he was scandalised by my forwardness, and instead of introducing me to the intimate joys I craved, pulled me over his lap for a spanking!
I woke up from shock, but then it was a shame to leave the story without an ending, so I continued it in my fantasy: after the sound spanking, he revealed that just that evening he had asked my father for my hand in marriage, and that, although I had not been told yet, we were now engaged. So from now on he felt it was his right and duty to spank me as often as my naughty behaviour warranted.
What a lucky girl. Got the guy and a spanking. How could a girl want for anything else! LOL. Wouldn’t that be a lovely way for a girl to find out she is engaged, while over the knee of the gentleman whilst he gives her a sound spanking.