Nighttime Daydreaming
• Headspaces
Recently I’ve found my spirit slipping into my mind comfortably like a hand into a glove. When I visualize I’m no longer ‘afraid’ to look at myself, or at my mind’s self-image. That means more kinky daydreams :)
Despite being fairly sexually free I must have had some residual guilt since I am noticing it leave, and it can’t leave if it was never here in the first place.
Last night I began with thinking of straddling pet and slapping his face with increasing intensity. I imagined him how I liked him, with no clothes on even though I am dressed, exposing his body and all it’s textures for my pleasure.
Then I had him on a leash.
- “Do you like kissing?”
- “Yes… Goddess” (bemused)
- “Well get on your knees and kiss my footsteps! You can do that, can’t you” (wish a sadistic giggle)
I set off walking with the long leash in my hand, not looking back. I did a lot of walking and much terrain made it’s-self available to me (this is why I like daydreams, everything goes right). Every now and then I would look around to look at pet. Mostly he was kissing the floor roughly where I had passed but if there was evidence such as footprints, he would spend extra long lapping it with his tongue and rubbing his nose into it.
I gave him my “look at you!” smile when his eyes caught mine. He looked so deliciously filthy with his white slave attire collecting the dirt from my wake.
That went on for a LONG time. :)
There were other details, some whipping and kicking, but these are the details that I really cherish. The ones that make me glad to be alive :)
The weird thing is that I probably seem mean, but I can’t stand the mean me-me-me culture which the media has created. I deplore a lot of commercial images of femininity.
I stick my finger up at it all and go back to my dream world!