Insights from Id

I am moving into a new apartment with my family. There are other people living there, a man and his adult son. The son ,whose name is David, is a few years younger than me and attending college. After moving in, I go out onto a walkway that faces a courtyard in the middle of the building. The courtyard is completely filled with water, and it is very deep. The walkway has no guardrails. As I walk, I see my daughter heading for the edge, before I have time to react, David pulls her from the edge. After securing her inside, David and I continue to walk. Suddenly, he pins me to the wall. He leans in to kiss me. I shrug out from under him. "Don't be silly," I say. "I'm married."
"So what if you are?" he answers.
"I love my husband." I look at him with sad eyes. I hate hurting people.
He stops and looks at me. "If I were more fit, had abs and stuff, would you want me?"
I sigh. "If I were single, I'd give you a chance, but anything that might be between us is not worth losing him over. I really do love him."
I continue to walk. As I walk past an open closet. David backs me into it and closes the door. He pins me again and starts to kiss my neck. I push him off of me. "You just don't get it, do you?" I look at him angrily, my eyes demanding an answer.
He looks defeated. "I'm sorry. I'll stop."
I try to open the door, but it is locked. I bang on the door and scream, but nobody seems to hear. I decide that nobody is coming, so I sit on the floor next to the door. I see a figure drawn on the door (I don't remember what it was) and markers in a case affixed below it. I begin to color in the figure. I am almost done when the door opens. It is my husband. I throw my arms around him, glad to see him and glad to be saved. He pulls me aside. "Did he do anything to you?"
I glance at David, naked defeat in his eyes. "No, it was an accident," I answer.
After we all leave the room, I pull David aside. "I'm sorry I had to hurt you," I tell him. "If I had met you first, maybe there could have been something between us, but I love him. I can't lose him."

Warning: this dream contains graphic sexual content. You have been warned.

I walk into a room and see a man tied to a padded table, like the ones used in massage parlors. When he sees me, he begins to beg for his life.
"Please let me go," he says. "I have a wife."
My clothing shimmers, then disappears. I move my face an inch from his and look deeply into his eyes, hypnotizing him. "By the time I am done, you will not remember your wife."
I reach over and stroke his partially erect member until it stands straight up, then I climb on top of him and ride my way to climax. As I sit on top of him, shuddering and writhing with my orgasm, I feel him climax right after me. His seed is good. I store it away so I can give myself a child later, when I am ready. I only take some of his life essence. I am not finished with him.
I stride toward the door, my clothes reappearing. "You will welcome death by the time I am done with you."
He says something that angers me. I do not remember what. I whirl around and half-run back to him. "You will wish you had not said that." I exclaimed. I untie him, grab him by the hair, and drag him off, but I wake before I can do anything.

I am locked in a large room with a dozen or so other people. One wall of the room opens to water with a network of docks to walk on, but escape by swimming is not an option. The water near the docks is electrified. Somehow, I know this is some twisted version of a reality TV show. We have to complete challenges. The losers are executed. The winners are set free. At least, that is what we were told.
I watch with boredom as two people complete some task out on the docks, one young woman and one middle-aged man. It is unclear what they must do. When they are finished, a short woman with long jet black hair comes in the room and summons the two people. They stand directly in front of her, shaking with fear. Inwardly, I roll my eyes. I am humoring my captors, but I am not human and can escape any time I wish. I stay because I want to watch what happens. She asks the two who covered the most area. The young lady claims that she did, and the man looks at her with outrage. The short, black-haired woman brings up a screen on the wall and replays the actions of both the competitors. The young woman has lied; the man has won. The young woman begins to tremble and cry, knowing she is going to meet her death. If only she know that they were both going to die either way...
I am called upon to complete a challenge, but before it starts, I leap several yards across the water and land outside of the electrified area. I regret not being able to finish the show, but I will not be competing against any pitiful humans today, nor will I suffer their sad attempts to execute me.