Wow, busy time these days. I guess Boy Toy’s getting a little less busy with work, though, because he started having kinky dreams again. Yay! Oh, and I LOVE the stamp idea.

The dream started in some kind of fetish party or event, it looked a bit like the last place we went to. I was supposed to be your pet dog and the funny thing was that I would see the scene as if from outside of myself, and I saw what looked like a real dog, a German shepherd, and when the perspectiv would switch to being in myself, I saw myself on all fours with a leash.

Then I think a few parts are missing because we were now in a sort of private party, not many people, and it didn’t look like the event place. There was this one part where I had nothing on but this belt, which couldn’t be removed, and someone was trying to put the other part on all the “slaves”. This other part apparently had a dildo attached to it. It was a chasing game of sorts, I was trying to hide to avoid being the next while I remember others being caught and getting the extra or missing piece.

In another part of the dream, there was some kind of stamping going on. Dominants “stamped” their slaves with something like henna, which wears away over time, and only once it’s worn away are the slaves free… until they are stamped again by the dominant. It seems like the rule was that they have to be absolute submissive when stamped, and J was there talking to you, explaining it or something, while we were watching this submissive getting stamped.

When it was my turn, I tried to delay because I wanted to know more, to figure out what the rules were while stamped and for how long, etc. And then J, after checking with you, took my leash, but I had other restrains of some kind, I can’t remember, but it felt like she was controlling or guiding me to this horse-like thing and I wasn’t able to resist her despite our difference in size and weight.

Then it seems like I was looking at the scene from out of myself. You two were discussing dominant stuff and she told you something like “See how I gave him no out? It’s important, now he knows he can’t opt out with me, that makes him more submissive, he knows I’m sure of myself over him.” This went along with being bound to the horse-like thing and left wide open!

Then you were mixing some liquids to make the sort of semi-permanent ink stuff and you had these stamps. At this point you had to stamp my rump with this, but I can’t remember what your “mark” was, exactly.

The next part I remember, I guess it was after being stamped on the horse, and apparently I was decorated with cuffs and collar. As I was walking with you around this place, I wanted to hide myself; I had this ball cuff on and I remember all the cuffs and collar shining really bright, and I felt like they were bringing attention to me. We got into this argument about… I guess you could call it significance. You made me walk with you with hands behind my back, which was supposed to have some sort of slave significance.

The last thing I remember is you and J talking and she seemed to be showing you how to give an order, she was going on about being affirmative and not giving me a way out, and how I was trapped in subspace now and that you should acknowledge it or something.