I feel a touch on my breast and I wake with a start. Sir goes to the winch to lower my arms and I weep in relief. I am so weak that I slowly collapse as I am lowered. I am barely aware when he clips my cuff chain to the floor. I feel the leash being unclipped and something else being attached to my collar, but I can hardly keep my eyes open.

In the deep recesses of my consciousness, I feel his fingers on the chastity belt and then, oh blessed relief the plugs are removed. I feel him refasten the chastity belt and I drop abruptly into an exhausted sleep.

My dreams reveal what my mind refuses to acknowledge. In my dreams Sir stands over me, fucking me with his foot, stroking his hard cock, cumming all over my body and I am grinding my cunt on his foot, rubbing his cum into my skin, licking it off my hands. I can feel the hot spurts hitting me. In my dream I am desperate to please him, to be his cumloving slut. In my dreams I am a cumloving slut for him. In my dreams I can become what I am too afraid to embrace in my consciousness. These are dreams that I want to go on forever and ever. I smile in my sleep as I dream of this.