I enter a room to find my college ex-boyfriend just as I left him.. chained face-up on the bed by his wrists to the headboard.
He is without a shirt but otherwise dressed. I am wearing a white cotton tank top and khaki pants.
I love him dearly and we had been a couple but he had betrayed me and broken my heart by leaving me for another.
Something told me that if I chained him.. I could get him to confess that he still loved me.. or at least that he did indeed love me more.
I notice the sweat on his brow as I climb on to the bed and swing my leg over his waist. As I straddle him, I slowly stroke his chest. I lean forward and lightly brush my lips over his.. and my tongue slowly traces the crease where his lips are tightly pressed together.
I continue to caress him as I ask him how he could leave me for her.
His eyes are glazed and he doesn't answer. My lips find their way to his chest and, when I find a "sweet" spot (determined by his quick intake of breath and the quiver of his body), I briefly linger there.
I pause and look into his eyes asking him if he wants to be free.. to go back to her. He replies breathlessly, "No, I want you.. I only want you." He strains against the chains on his wrists and tries to find my mouth with his own.
With that being said, I reach over, pick the handcuff key of the bedside table and slowly unlock one hand, then while getting off him and the bed, I unlock his remaining hand.
He pulls his wrists down in front of him and, rubbing them to get the circulation back, sits up shakely all the while never taking his eyes off me.
For a second I am afraid as I can't tell if he is going to strike me, kiss me or simply leave.
I start to back away but he pulls me to him.. and in the kisses that follow, I know that he is now completely mine.
Later as we leave the room, we run across three of his "now" ex-girlfriend's friends. They demanded to know what was going on and he replied that he was with me now and that if they had a problem with that it was too bad. As the girls protested, he continued stating that if fingers were going to be pointed at people who they considered doing wrong, that they should take a look at "L" who was sleeping with a professor who was visiting the campus!
My hand went to my mouth in shock and also in embarrassment for "L" who was standing there. The two other girls standing there with "L" gasped and I got the impression that they had no idea that she was doing such a "scandalous" thing.
As we walked away hand in hand, it dawned on us that we had no where to go. He lived with his now ex-girlfriend and I can't recall why we couldn't go to where I lived.
We decided to get in my car and simply drive. As we neared my car two guys appeared and asked for a ride. I knew them and jokingly asked how much they could pay us.
One of the guys reached in his pocket and produced a dime and a penny and stated that was all he had.. 11 cents. I then jokingly stated that a ride would cost them exactly 11 cents. As we all got into the car, I asked him if that was really all that he had and when he replied yes, I gave him the only money that I had one me.. 2 dollars.
The guys stated that they knew a place where we could "hide out" and directed us down a wooded rode to an isolated house.
As we got out of the car, three brothers showed up and I could tell by the actions of one of them, that he was mentally "slow". I wanted my boyfriend to tell the brothers to leave as I got a bad feeling from two of them but I was afraid that if we did, they would turn us in.
As I am debating what to do, I notice an old woman walk up to the "slow" brother hug him while slipping her hand into his coat pocket and secretly stealing the dollar bills she found there. As she turned to walk away, I blocked her path and took the money back from her DARING her with my eyes to try and stop me. I go back over to the "slow" brother, put the money into his shirt pocket, pulled out a safetypin and pinned the pocket closed.
As my boyfriend walked up, I told him what the old woman had done and how I was afraid she would turn us in if we didn't lock her up.
He looked at me and replied sarcastically, "Is there anyone you wouldn't chain to a bed to get your way?"
His words stun me silent for a second. I whisper, "That wasn't fair." and I start walking away down the wooded driveway.
He runs after me apologizing.. and the dream ends.
COMMENT: It wasn't until the dream had ended and I was writing it down that it dawned on me that my "boyfriend" looked alot like the pictures I'd seen of Oneironaut_Jeff777.
Oh and, FYI.. I've never had to handcuff anyone.
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