The Dream List ch. 5

Chapter 5.  The breath of morning.

 

It’s always a pity when a dream is interrupted, even a bad one. Nightmares, often the most convincing horror movies we’ll ever experience, leave us both petrified and fascinated, exposed to the most private and undefeatable of all our fears and captivated by what we’ve just learned the hard way. We wake up running desperately away from the emotions at the same time as we hasten to preserve the images. rachel’s nightmare that evening was one she hadn’t had in a while, but it was a repeat performance just the same.

she was in a country town, probably in the southern <place w:st="on"><country-region w:st="on">USA</country-region></place>, and she was the only person in town who was yet to take shelter from an approaching tornado-laden storm. The nightmare never included a lead up; it started with the storm raging and the wind knocking her off her feet, blowing objects at her and tearing at her clothes, always tearing at her clothes. This was always the recurring theme, the clothes getting torn and lost, leaving her naked just as the storm passed. The next sequence was the worst part. All around her trapdoors to underground shelters would suddenly creak open, and dozens of very triumphant, confident, and amazingly well presented people would return to the surface, notice that their houses were untouched, then notice rachel. Dirty, disheveled, distraught, and naked. They never came to help, never brought a blanket to her or dressed her wounds. They just looked. From every direction they watched her with expressions varying from pity to amusement to disgust. The nightmare never managed to get beyond this point; all that would change was how long it took before she either drifted back to a dreamless ..., or woke up and had to lay there and deal with it.

This morning it was the latter. just as her panic-stricken mind was rushing to find a way to return the gaze of the family across the street, the image washed into an extreme close-up of a pink pillowcase, accompanied by the sound of an alarm. she and 8 others stretched and groaned and became aware of where they still were, then seedling announced from the stairs that breakfast would be in an hour, that their pink yokes had to be worn to and from the showers but not in it, and that following the pink path would lead them to those amenities.

rachel didn’t have to wait for a second chance. she donned the yoke, bounded out of her bed and reached for her clothes – which weren’t there. seedling anticipated her question

“Follow the pink path and clothing will be provided at an appropriate time.”

briskly walking up the stairs following the bright pink masking tape that had been placed there, rachel was briefly reminded of her restless night as she exited the basement just as the judgemental townsfolk in her dreams had done. The pink tape led her outside, naked, and towards what appeared to be an industrial mobile office. Inside it was revealed as an industrial mobile shower block. It was thankfully warm inside and a bathrobe, towel and a bag of toiletries sat on a chair with her name on it.

By the time she’d exited the shower block in her robe and slippers, most of the others were in there too. rachel was directed back to the basement to make her bed and await further instructions. One by one the room again became populated with white-robed and clean smelling submissive people, including hiroko who looked straight at rachel as she entered and said “nice birthmark”. rachel felt the blush and knew that it would be a brilliant contrast to the white satin she was wearing. her birthmark was a dark reddish crescent, not more than an inch or two above her clit. hiroko had obviously been very awake by the time rachel had bounded up the stairs.

Breakfast was remarkably different from the relaxed dinner the night before. The subs served the Doms first, and knelt starving on their blankets until the Doms had all but finished a morning banquet. Then breakfast was served to the subs on low, portable tables which were placed in front of them as they knelt, and there they stayed while they ate and the Doms eventually left.

As rachel was peering aimlessly under the table at the other kneeling headless satin robes, she saw one of the unidentifiable bodies wordlessly handed an envelope. rachel could see enough to know that the sub was a woman, but couldn’t remember who, and the table top and the back of one chair collectively hid her face. The hands opened the envelope, held the letter for a few seconds then slammed it shut as if to banish the message. Seconds later the robe rose to its feet and geri’s head appeared above the table. rachel’s brief glance of her face revealed no emotion, but the stride she used was anything but relaxed as she hurried out of the room via a door held open by seedling.

“All subs are required in the lounge in 10 minutes or less. Do not be late.”

rachel again made sure she got a head start. she wasn’t first to the lounge but she was still several minutes early. she was directed to the same blanket she had knelt on the night before, and there was an envelope on it for her with “open me now rachel” printed on it.

“An impossible fantasy is about to be fulfilled. geri has been chosen to fulfill the fantasy of breath play. Watch in silence.”

Breath play. Maureen had hinted at it once or twice; was this her fantasy? rachel had unconsciously assumed she’d find out who had submitted each fantasy but now she was reminded of Aaron’s speech the previous night. As the other subs arrived she tried to assess what she knew of their personalities to gauge their likelihood as breath play candidates, and decided it had to be tim.

Kadir walked in and was followed by geri, or at least it had to be geri. Identification was difficult. geri was wearing a full hood with only eye and nostril holes, a crotchless and braless PVC bodysuit, and thigh high boots. she was doing an admirable job of crawling in them. A butt plug had been inserted and Kadir was carrying several other items with Him. He threw a rope to Aaron, who looped it over a hook in the ceiling and deftly tied a noose into the dangling end. geri was obviously turned on; perhaps they’d stimulated her before she came in? her nipples stood hard and erect in the warm comfort of the lounge and the shiny signs of arousal were already visible between her legs as she was guided into a kneeling position on one of the couches.

At about this time it finally dawned on rachel that there was an empty blanket in front of her. megan! What had happened to her? Since she’d been taken away from the basement last night she’d not been seen. That thought process vanished as the first real moan emanated from within geri’s hood. The noose was already around her neck, reasonably tight but not choking, and Kadir was tying her wrists to her thighs. Aaron added His voice to the room.

“Good morning. You’ve already been tested and found wanting to a small extent. All of you. One of you was simply disobedient last night and is being dealt with accordingly. A well trained sub, one who had been left in bondage often enough, would be in the habit of assessing his or her freedom before leaping out of bed to grab the showers, but not one of you this morning seemed to realize that the collars and chains had been removed overnight. This is the first impossible fantasy, and you won’t all get to watch them all. Each will be watched by at least three of you, including the person who submitted the fantasy. That person’s identity won’t be revealed, although they’re welcome to reveal it themselves if so desired. This first one is a learning experience for you all. geri was handed a message about 20 minutes ago that told her that she had been chosen to be a breath play victim. she was given 10 minutes to consider her options and has decided to give this gift to the person who submitted this fantasy.”

By now geri’s hands were secured and a spreader bar was keeping her knees apart on the couch. Kadir was circling her clit with His fingers, and now rachel could see that the butt plug had a wire lead coming out of it with a controller at the other end. geri’s breathing was becoming heavier as Kadir’s fingers moved, and every so often Aaron’s grip on the rope tightened a little, causing the hooded head to raise higher and tilt backwards.

Without warning, Kadir blocked her nose with two fingers from His other hand. At the same time His lower hand zoomed in on geri’s clit. her body began to immediately convulse with both desire and effort, and the realization of what was ahead, and how it would feel, set in.

“Still!” Kadir’s bark had minimal sympathy and maximum effect. rachel found herself holding her breath as well, and decided to test her own ability at matching geri. rachel had begun after geri’s forced suffocation, and was almost at her own breaking point when Kadir let her go. geri’s head bucked forward as she sucked air through her nostrils, and even this panic breathing was uneven, disturbed by Kadir’s probing fingers between her legs. Aaron loosened His grip on the noose considerably and allowed geri to feel some freedom of movement again. After a matter of maybe 20 seconds, during which geri’s breathing calmed only slightly and one of Kadir’s fingers became buried inside her, Aaron quickly brought the noose up higher than before, immediately bringing geri into a strict vertical stance and leaving her gasping for what little air would get through the now tightened rope.

Kadir was relentless. He switched the butt-plug on and began feverishly pumping geri’s pussy with His finger. Maureen appeared from nowhere and placed a nipple chain on geri as Aaron appeared to just slightly loosen His grip. A leash protruded from the center of the chain and Maureen handed it to Aaron. He loosened the noose completely again and geri fought to replenish her depleted oxygen supplies, bending over forwards and sucking air furiously, fighting a losing battle against the arousal of Kadir and the plug. rachel was engrossed, and stood back from herself for a moment to take stock of that fact. Here was a scene that she would never have considered being part of, and yet she was riding every bump with geri. The clock on the wall confirmed that almost half an hour had passed since Aaron had spoken, and to rachel it had felt like 5 minutes.

It was obvious she would come within a minute or less. With some women an orgasm is almost unnoticeable from an outsider’s perspective, but with others it just shows. geri was fighting for balance on shaky legs, trying to sit down harder and grind into Kadir’s soaked fingers, and moaning into her gagged hood with every desperate breath. Maureen closed in again with something in her right hand. She carefully placed the hand in front of geri’s overworked nose and geri’s recoil was immediate. Whatever it was, geri was trying to get away from it and catch another clear breath but Maureen’s hand followed geri everywhere for a good 30 seconds, then retreated without warning. geri seized the opportunity, heaving in giant loads of air and squeezing Kadir’s fingers with aching, starving muscles as she neared her orgasm. The room watched in silence as the compelling scene wound towards its inevitable turning point, until one voice pierced them all from the side of the room. It was geri’s Mistress, Elanor, and she almost yelled one word.

“Now!”

Everyone except Kadir seemed to respond immediately. The white robed audience glanced to Elanor to register her as the source of the word then whipped their heads straight back to geri. geri herself flew over the edge, screaming into her gag and straining her arms against their bonds as she came on Kadir’s fingers, and Aaron immediately pulled hard with both hands, wrenching geri back to vertical with the drag of the noose, and arching her back with the tension in the nipple chain.

rachel had never seen an orgasm like this before. geri almost stopped moving entirely; shaking in her pelvic region a little but bolt upright and rigid above, and not breathing. Her muscles rippled as the orgasm seized control of her and Kadir held His two fingers fully inside her. Aaron held on in that position for longer than rachel felt comfortable with, or safe with, as geri knelt there locked in position. Then the big movement happened. With blinding speed, Aaron dropped both lines and caught geri as she suddenly fell forward with a tortured cry that rachel could only interpret as extreme release. Aaron clamped His arms around the bound woman as Kadir also took some of the weight, removing His fingers at the same time and partially supporting Aaron. The three of them stayed there entangled on the edge of the couch as geri’s body heaved and cried and yelled and collapsed at once. rachel briefly glanced at carol and noticed she had her head bowed, not watching. The three players were still there, geri’s demeanor a cross between frantic and relieved as her orgasm spread and dissipated through her body and she felt the security in the embraces of the two men trusted with her care. A minute or two later she was quietly sobbing into the hood as Aaron finally lowered her down onto the couch, Kadir having removed most of what held her. her arms had immediately clung on to Aaron for support and He wasn’t about to deny her. Elanor walked over and replaced Aaron as the sub finally began assuming some composure again, and the obviously moved Mistress cradled her sub as only an owner ever does.