Caught between sleep and waking, I imagine punishing my wife…

A Submissive Entertains a Secret Dream of Domination

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Nude model with body art kneels with her back to camera : Pixabay

I lay in bed in a half-doze, that pleasant zone where your body feels wrapped in the softest peach comforter, reality has not hooked its claws into my thoughts and my alarm had not played its insistent tune.

I sensed a tickle between my thighs, a throb and pleasant ache which I recognised as my morning wood making its presence known, and a mixture of pride and pleasure pulled my lips into a smile. With one arm thrown over my eyes to block out light leaking around the blinds, and the other cupping my freshly shaved balls, I drifted on a gentle stream of half-formed thoughts and memories.

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I saw her before me, my beautiful wife Dina, her round, firm buttocks tilted towards me as she knelt on all fours. From where I stood behind her, I observed her breasts swaying like the softest, ripest fruit and my mouth watered to suck and nibble at them until she moaned, begging me to bite harder.