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i was i a garden room playing a rpgmmo on the computer with this boy i didnt know but i guess he was my friend. So my mom comes in and says your friend is wanting you to come to in think georgia for some gift then i woke up.

this dream was kind of crazy but funny in its own sort of way

I was with a couple of friends somewhere in someone's house. We walked up to the bottom of the staircase and all of the sudden we heard something. It sounded like muffled cries and screams coming from the upstairs bedroom. We thought that someone was kidnapping someone upstairs, or they were watching a scary movie.

Alright, a dream today.

Sleeptime: 2am
Final wokeup: 11am

Supplements: Nothing

The dream:
I was with my girlfriend in an appartment, it was our own appartment I believe.
Still I'd no job or school, but was gonna call and ask a woman that works on the school and she would help me.
So at the evening I was so tired, I was on my computer and then I went to sleep. I woke up and didn't see my girlfriend, I wondered where she is.
Though I went outside because I'd stuffs to do. First I texted that woman and asked over text if she got time to help me now. Even though I though of have a walk to that school and meet her up, but to be sure I sent text message anyway.
Then I started to text my girlfriend, asked her where she is and that I didn't see her yesterday night and morning.
She texted me back that she has been playing GSM at the night and morning, so she been home by the computer! and I had probably not seen her.
So well I kept on walking through the city or wherever I was, to get some stuff, and then head off towards the school/local where I knew that woman were.

And that's what I can remember from the dream.

This night i remembered 2 dreams

the first one, i cant remember much, i remember walking through what looked like the slums of brazil. i saw a house with an old white haired lady in it. sitting with her back to the window she was really old, it felt like she was an old family relative. i think her name was joyce or grace.
we both went in to the (i was with somebody, didnt see who) house to see.
Then suddenly i'm back out side the house where the dream started, looking at the back of the old ladys head. the whole city looked like it had been bombed, most of the houses were rubble. i felt like i hadnt been here for years.
then i saw the old ladys hair, she looked lifeless sitting in the chair i said to myself "i hope she's not dead"
i was right outside the window now looking.
she got up and turned round we were all very happy to see each other and i hugged her through the window (the was never any pane of glass there) We then walked around the house towards the door and the dream ended.



2nd dream.
I was in a supermarket. it resembled Tesco and wallmart. very tall and big building.
I was with this boy, he must have been like 12 or something, quite young. He got on the bike he found on display but he fell over and it made a loud noise, i could hear shouting from behind me and i asked him "is that someone from our group or a worker" (i think we were part of a larger group visiting this mall) "yeah, its a worker!" i heard from behind me, rather aggressively. i turned round and acknoleged him. i said something along the lines of "oh right, no problem, sorry about that" he replied agressivly again although i cant remember what he said. I relpied with something, cant remember what i said, something to the effect of "listen tough guy, we've said sorry now back down" after that i turned back around and walked away down an aisle.
when we got to the end i could see my mum outside at the bus station hurryingly waving us over. me and the boy must have been late for the bus.
the dream ended after that.

There is a video game I'm playing. It might appear in a couple of different dreams. I don't really remember the game itself. I'm in a rather large house with a lot of rooms. Most of my family are there and they all have their own rooms. I'm in the kitchen making an evening snack. I look around and everybody is sleeping in their rooms. I sit down in the living room. Someone comments on how sleepy they all are. I'm a little sleepy but not enough to go to bed early. So I do some channel surfing, but there's nothing interesting.

I had a lot of other dream this same night, but seeing the effort it took to write this, I decided to only write about the lucid one. As a side thought, the guy from RL mentioned in this dream went to sleep at 4am and I woke up from this at 4:18am that same morning. He didn't remember his dreams, but I found this interesting.

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April 23rd, 2012

Dream 1:

I’m walking down this hallway in this seemingly random house. The flooring is hardwood and it’s fairly dark [as if it’s night outside and the only bits of light present are from within the house]. I take a left turn to peer inside a room. Like the hallway, the room has wooden floors and is for the most part bare, containing little to no furniture. I take no more than a step inside the threshold of the open doorway before I suddenly become lucid {I still have no idea why, guess I just asked myself if I was dreaming out the blue}.

I then turn to my left and look toward the left side of the room. I focus on making this one orange-eyed girl appear there {I met her in a previous dream months ago and she’s the first dream character I’ve tried meeting again (for the most part to see if she’s real or just a projection of my conscious)}. I don’t as much try to conjure her with my mind but find her, try to reach out with my consciousness {or whatever..lol} and bring her to this space. The scene starts to waver/ become unstable (?) so I stop and try focusing on stabilization as it seems that my efforts are either not working or I’m simply getting ahead of myself. I start to use my RHTF (rub hands then floor) technique. Rubbing my hands together, I feel heat from the friction. Though the my hands feel rougher than usual, it feels real enough to make me fear that I’ve woken up and am simply doing this curled up in my bed. I then squat down to rub the hardwood floors but somewhat a bit unsuccessfully (as in I’m not able to really feel them too well).

I get up, still a bit disoriented, and try to turn on as many lights as possible to make the atmosphere less dark and scary. I flip several of the light switches on the wall, but only one or two of the lights in the room/hallway turn on; the rest don’t work. I think, ‘Oh yeah, that’s right..DAMN IT, DREAMWORLD!>__<’

I then start descending a flight of stairs to the first floor (from this point on, the random house I’m in becomes pretty much my house in RL). As I descend down past the dividing wall of the stairwell, my mother’s office area on the first floor comes into view on my left. The lights in the alcove are all on. All is normal with the space except, instead of its ordinarily door-less arch way that serves as its entrance, there is an enormous red, wooden, rectangular door. It’s made of up thick, vertically-running planks with two horizontally-running, black, metal bars (one near the bottom and the other near the top). It also has [two rows] of black, circular studs and a [downward cuving (?)] black handle. As I go down the stairs, getting closer to the door, it starts to slowly close. When I reach about the third step from the bottom, the door starts moving faster and slams shut. This startles me, but I do my best not to be scared. I skittishly think, ‘Well, that was weird..heh..heh O_O’ ‘. (kind of looked like this) -->



I reach the end of the stairs, turn left, and continue down the hallway, past the huge door, to the kitchen. Once there, I stand in the space between the living room and kitchen facing the living room. I sense a presence suddenly. Behind me. By the fridge. O_o Slowly and cautiously, I turn around, afraid of who/what might be there...

It turns out only to be my guy friend from one of my classes in RL. My eyes meet his steel greys. Relieved, I walk over to him. He might have started to greet me but I excitedly tell him, “Michael, we’re dreaming!” His eyes widen and he replies bewildered, “Wha—?? How is that possible..?” as he looks down at his hands, turning them over, then looking back at me. We continue talking as I turn to walk back down the hallway, this time with him at my side following my lead. It feels SO much less scary to finally NOT be alone in a lucid dream and I’m more than grateful to have his comforting company. We reach the front door with the office door to the left. He turns right and starts going up the stairs. I would have followed, but I pause looking at the front door. I interrupt him mid-sentence to say, “Hey wait, come check this out,” The front door is exactly the same except for its oval, beveled window. The glass is undulated inward toward me. I run my right hand down the glass, feeling its cool smoothness. Michael comes to my right side and does the same. We both are amazed.



I open the front door out of curiosity. It's day time [and over cast]. A black sedan is park outside the house and an Irish-looking man, probably in his late thirties, steps out of the car. He sports a suit with a dark green overcoat. I'm not sure if he's walking passed the house or towards it, but he definitely is looking in its direction. For some reason, I feel threatened by him, and try to shut the door and lock it as nonchalantly, but quickly as possible. I swing the door shut easy enough, but the lock's bolt hole is slightly too high off alignment. I have to raise the door and then twist the lock in order to secure it, just as I feel the most panicked by the suspicious stranger's presence outside. I close it before anything bad can happen. {I swear, I have to find a way to make my dreams less horrifying}

I then continue up the stairs with Michael who had been patiently waiting for me. Once upstairs, I'm unsure what to do next.

Suddenly in my thoughts, I see the actor Peter Krause (from the show Six Feet Under) from the neck up, floating in a sort of colorful void. My view goes from farther away looking at his left profile, and then zooms in and around counterclockwise into his blankly staring brown eyes. This happens two or three times (as if stuck on replay in my mind) until I think loudly, "Enough!" shaking my head to free myself of the random thought.

I'm then back in the upstairs hallway and I look up. I see the same actor in a void of smoke and clouds, varying in colors from pink, yellow, and wisps of aqua blue. He's shirtless and curled up in a ball with his back mostly to me [he might have had black tattoos along his upper back and arms]. He appears to be sleeping peacefully. I think to myself, "No! Don't wake up! Don't return to your own body!" but I start drifting upwards. I regain consciousness.



WTF?

I'm in a small compartment, possibly a cockpit or car, I suddenly feel a concussive shock and extreme heat. Then I wake up and know that I died. My last thoughts are sorrow and worry for my 7-year-old daughter, after I am gone.

When a exiting a store with Robert (my sig. other) and our 7-year-old daughter, Nikola, she wanders off as we take notice of a tall slender man down in the parking lot, randomly shooting at people with a shot gun. We scream to Nikola to come here and she runs and gets to me, we both lie down on the ground to avoid shots, only to look up and see him standing a few feet away pointing the gun at both of us. Just as he's about to shoot, Robert pulls out a shot gun and starts firing at him. I roll with Nikola down a nearby hill, run down the street and to a outdoor food court. I sit on the ground with Nikola. I am in shock and shaking uncontrollably, unable to speak. I then hear that it has ended. So reluctantly get up and walk up the street toward the store. There are police everywhere. It's now raining. I approach an officer directing traffic. I ask "Is he alive?". The look on his face tells me no. He says "It wasn't from gunshot." then he is distracted and the feeling of total loss and devastation for Nikola and I is overwhelming. Then I wake up.

C&C inspired fight.
I don't know exactly where the dream started but I was busy issuing orders to my facilities to produce heavy weaponry, one part of the map where I was on most of the time was looking a lot like some sort of huge kitchen. All the units were colored in silver-blue and they were shaped really complex and interesting, I remember running between a few bases always wondering why there are no units, thinking they might've been destroyed already.

Boss sliding:
It was a really long dream. It started with me being in some kind of presentation hall of this strange school but I don't really care and get going out of there together with some classmate. I immediately started to slide, gliding across the floor in slow and smooth movements, but picking up quite some speed. The building is colored in a strange gray, most walls and all floors are tiled. Eventually we come across a very strange and complex bath complex, it had some kind of water seats which were also equipped with plants, it apparently was a girls bath but they were already gone so I took a minute or two to explore it. Then I started sliding again and did it faster than before, damaging a bit of school equipment on my way.

Spoiler for "Defeating" a pushy girl (Strong Sexual Content):

I was in the 1st person perspective, however I wasn't myself but rather was I playing some unknown dude, who went to some school. So as this dude I was walking through some strange outdoor complex and there is this really pushy girl, we stop in some kind of half concealed bathroom around a dozen corners and after a little bit of talk I decide to give in and have sex with her. I sit down without pants and she also gets rid of her bottom clothes, but as she starts to sit down on my lap I cum after only being pushed halfway inside of her and I feel myself awfully vividly filling her up to the brim, apparently strong enough satisfy her without further movement. But rather than just to satisfy it seemed to be so intense she was kind of "defeated" as I saw the dude (now in 3rd person) the next day in school happily claiming that he is responsible that the girl looks so horribly tired.

Posting this late, but last night I had my second successful LD, after having read a lot on this site several hours before.

On both of my lucid dreams that I've had, (WILD) I start to float around my bedroom, then do a few checks to make sure I'm dreaming.

Last night after I checked the light switch, I opened my window and floated around outside, and decided to fly, and immediately rocketed up into the night, which promptly caused me to plunge into darkness and forget what I was doing and why. I immediately ended up in the mudroom of my house, and had somewhat of a false awakening. I wasn't sure if I was still dreaming, and then my dad came up to me and started talking about my finances. Because I had mentioned to him previously that I have been attempting lucid dreaming, and he seemed to think the idea strange, I decided not to discuss that I had just been flying around outside in a lucid dream.

Despite the fact that I could remember being outside flying just before I was speaking to him, for some reason I lost my lucidity and I remember thinking this is real, I'm awake. Shortly after, I came around, back in my bed, obviously, and realized that I probably could have kept things going had I used better tactics and dream stabilization.

Maybe I'll fare better tonight. Or rather right now . . .

Woke from a dream. The dream itself not the thing but what I spontainiosly did to get at a piece of dream information.

I spontainiously, (that is, without thinking) did a "Bosnac" embodiment.

And understood that the guy said, "Rat, (stain)."

I woke. Remembered a dream but was Unable to translate an important word given as part of an answer to a question I asked a dream character.

Then, awake I re-enterd dream then embodied "me" in the dream and let the dream episode roll.

As in original dream I asked the question and when the dream character answered and said, "Rat ¿¡￦¡¿" this time I clearly heard "Rat stain".

This is a Eureka, (I've Found IT) MOMENT for me. (!!!)

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[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]It is a warm summer day and I am visiting the lake. I knowthat I’m looking for someone I know but I can’t seem to spot anyone familiar asI stand upon the top of a set of stone steps. I am surrounded by beach goersand people who look like they belong at a lodge.[/FONT][/SIZE]
[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]Unlike most lakes this one is located on the back of theelementary school nearby. Descending a few steps from the parking area bringsme to the water level and along a sidewalk running the length of the back ofthe school building. In the sidewalk is a metal grate which provides accessunder the building as well as ventilation for the underside of the school.[/FONT][/SIZE]
[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]A family of rather obese people arrives, prepared to swimand frolic and I step closer to the brick wall to allow them passage. They donot walk past me but instead drop their belongings and plop down in front ofme, blocking the sidewalk to all passersby. [/FONT][/SIZE]
[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]I can’t help but stare at the old grandmother in the group.She is sitting in a low lawn chair and is wearing something that exposes herhideously fat belly. Her fat is so monstrous that odd silvery lines are allover her stomach, and I wonder how those lines could have formed. It appears tome that her belly is covered with fat crystals, though this seems unlikely.[/FONT][/SIZE]
[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]The woman is having a rather animated conversation with herson-in-law and she is talking about the fat reduction surgery she had. This iswhen she places her hands under her belly and lifts the giant fat flab I hadpresumed was her enormous stomach. In reality her belly wasn’t as monstrouslyfat as I had believed. The crystal-looking lines were folds in her skin and itwas clear that she must have had something like 80 pounds of fat sucked out ofher stomach, leaving the excess skin clinging loosely to her midsection.[/FONT][/SIZE]
[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]Now I was repulsed in a new way, and I turned around toavoid staring. I looked out over the lake and enjoyed the bright sunny view. Anumber of people were doing something with balloons but I couldn’t figure outwhat.[/FONT][/SIZE]
[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]I turned back around when some noise caught my attention.The family was strapping in to large balloons and flying up into the air. Eventhe old flabby grandmother was attached to a large white balloon that allowedher to stay in her lawn chair. She shouted,”WEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!”as she rose into the air. I couldn’t believe she was flying.[/FONT][/SIZE]
[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]The balloons bounced up and down, bringing the people highin the air and then down to water level, before bouncing up again. It was anodd sight. Most of the people had a small or average sized-balloon. The oldgrandmother had a balloon at least 4 times bigger than anyone else’s. [/FONT][/SIZE]
[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]Someone behind me flicked a cigarette at me and told me tothrow it up at the balloon. The cigarette was wet but I decided to throw itanyway. I certainly didn’t want it clinging to my skin. It flew a few feet fromme and landed in the water with an anticlimactic splash.[/FONT][/SIZE]
[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]My disappointment at failing to properly throw the cigarettewas short-lived as Patrick Stewart waded up to me and told me he wasdisappointed in me for throwing cigarettes at the balloons. He told me that itwas both unsafe and littering, and I should be ashamed of myself. I tried toexplain to him that the cigarette wasn’t lit and was already soaked with waterbut he would not listen to me. I felt bad. [/FONT][/SIZE]
[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]Patrick Stewart was dressed as he appeared when visitingRisa, the pleasure planet in STTNG. His white shorts were just visible over thewater line and he sported a white shirt with buttons, open to reveal his tannedchest. It was clear he had been spending a lot of time in the sun and wanted toenjoy himself.[/FONT][/SIZE]
[FONT=Calibri][SIZE=3]I walked away from this part of the lake along a wide opencourtyard, tiled with small colored bricks, towards a small one-story buildingat the farthest point of the property. The colored tiles made a picture on the ground, similar to a scene fromCoraline. I didn’t give it much thought but it did look neat.[/SIZE][/FONT]
[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]In the small building was a cabana-style room, a place torest and get out of the sun. There was no glass in the windows and the adobewalls were painted white, as though the building used to have some otherpurpose. It was not a pretty building.[/FONT][/SIZE]
[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]Not finding what I was looking for, I stepped out of thebuilding and looked up to see Jean Grey from X-Men. She told me she had heard Iwas behaving badly and she needed to put me in time-out. “Nothing personal,”she said, frowning. “You just need to spend a little time put away.”[/FONT][/SIZE]
[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]I didn’t like the tone of her voice. It sounded way moreserious than necessary for any crime I had committed. She raised some kind ofwand or stick and I backed up into the small house. As I stared at herwondering why this was happening she closed the doors and latched them somehowbefore walking away.[/FONT][/SIZE]
[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]I worried that I would spend hours in this building. Itcertainly wasn’t much to look at. A candle sat on a small table providinglight, though it should have been bright from the mid-day sun. Outside thewindow I could see and hear children playing and I wanted to be out. Instead Isat down.[/FONT][/SIZE]
[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]Hardly a moment later some of the children opened the doorsand let me out of my prison. I was baffled that I had been locked up in astructure that could be opened by young children. I knew better than to hangaround waiting to be re-imprisoned so I hurriedly walked out and back acrossthe courtyard. There was no sign of Jean Grey or any of the other people I hadencountered.[/FONT][/SIZE]
[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]I continued walking right into the school building that wasadjacent to the lake, walking with purpose and a quick step. Passing straighton through I walked out the front doors and onto the sidewalk leading from thefront of the building. Off to my right was a woman with dark curly hair,bending down and talking to several children. As she stood up and hurried thechildren off to some errand I recognized her as my friend A, someone who Inormally trusted. It appeared as though she was telling the children to performsome devious action, something she would get caught doing herself. I stood andwatched, waiting to see events unfold.[/FONT][/SIZE][FONT=Calibri][SIZE=3] [/SIZE][/FONT]
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I was suddenly in this room with a group of people I knew. Everyone seemed happy and they were greeting me. It finally dawned on me that I had died. It had happened so fast that I had hardly been aware of the transition. In fact, everything felt so normal I commented on it. Someone mentioned that life on "this side" was so much the same that unless you were looking for differences you wouldn't notice. I saw someone next to me that I think was Daron. I gave him a small punch in the stomach and said, "Pretty much the same except for the absence of pain."

I noticed Philip was with me and I wondered if he had been with me when I died, but I didn't ask. Instead I started looking around for my sister. Finally I saw her and we started talking. I realized that she was so alive and well, that I no longer felt sad for her that she had died young. In fact, I felt happy that were were both here and dead. Everything seemed so pleasant and calm. I knew I wouldn't miss anything about Earth life.

Black means non lucid
Orange means semi lucid
Blue means lucid
Red means dream characters talking
Purple means possible shared dreaming person
Green means notes


Got it? Great! Now enjoy reading my dreams.


I drink 3 cups of Good Earth Tea for sleep last night. I certainly recommend this tea to anyone out there, who wants great recall and vivid dreams. It has Valerian root as the main ingredient, and Valerian root is a very powerful supplement that can certainly aid in a very restful sleep, and has a very relaxing feel to it when you drink it. It has a very minty taste to it, and i drink it every other night to help me re enter dreams, or to look for specific people. Anyway, i am not yet familier with how to post pictures on my entries yet..soo once again the name of the tea is..

Good Earth Tea For Sleep.


Now...for the good stuff.


Dream #1 What makes a dream seem real?

Im walking down a alley, its daytime and the area looks almost European in a way. I notice two Catholic Nuns walking to a nearby church. I don't follow them, but i notice a house that seems familiar to me. I walk in and notice a White lady with red hair who looks to be in her mid 30's. She is in the kitchen putting something in the oven. I ask her..

"What makes a dream seem real. The people you interact with? Or the places of the dream..hm?

"Well how about i show you?"

I nod my head rubbing my totem. She takes me to a downstairs basement, the stairs are spiral shaped, and she is talking to me about how she brings people here often, to conduct experiments herself.

"How long have you been studying dreams?"

"Every since i was a teenager. I wanted to be a teacher, but just don't like waking up some mornings."

"You could try teaching night classes?"

"I've thought about it, but i always procrastinate things."

"I see."

She shows me these different jars of herbs and sleep sedations and different books. I mention to her about wanting to be able to navigate my dreams more proficently, and be able to share more dreams with people. She says to me..

"Certainly, you seem like a very skilled an experienced dreamer. Why on earth, would you possibly need my help?"

"Truth is, i don't possess all the skills needed to be considered the best. Why sure, i have knowledge of the dreams, the dream characters and so forth. But i want to be able to go further and beyond the dream it self. So, are you gonna teach me? Or do i have to go somewhere else and learn?"

She gives me a look and agrees. Im now seated in a chair, she hands me a glass of water, and a gold pill, and tells me to count to 10 after i take it. I take the gold pill and drink the water, and fall asleep in the chair. I hear a robin singing outside and feel my eyes getting heavy, i close them and begin counting.

1....2....3....4....5....6....7....8....9....10


Dream #2 Samina shows me her new friend.


I awake in some chair at a house with a bunch of little kids playing board games. I see little boys and little girls all laughing and playing with one another. I spot Samina outside playing tag with another little girl.

"Hi Samina."

(Samina talking)

"Dreamprofesser!"

She runs up to me and gives me a hug.

"How ya been?"

"Good. I want you to meet my new friend, she came all the way from Egypt."

"Wow! all the way from Egypt huh? Well its nice to meet you uh...

(Samina's friend talking)

"Cleo. Its short for Cleopatra."

Ah, Cleo. Thats a pretty name for such a pretty princess."

(Cleo talking)

"Thank you."

I sit down on this chair, and watch as Samina and Cleo tag play with eachother. It is evening time, and its a bit windy in this backyard. I begin thinking about my childhood when i was little, such a simple time it was. I hear my Edith Piaf music goin off in the background and i wake up.


5:25 - 5:45 AM. I did plenty of subconscious training and fell back asleep.


Dream #3 Smooth escape from some goons.


Im running down a back alley wearing my usual attire. (Like the one im wearing in my profile pic) Im jumping over fences and shooting at some men in suits chasing me. I go thru this side of a building and begin running thru a night club and try looking for a bathroom. I find the mens bathroom, and look in the mirror and shapeshift into a white male who is in a Chef uniform.

The men come looking in the bathroom and im washing my hands and they are looking around.

"Whats the matter? You guys uh..looking for someone?"

(One of the men talking)

"Its none of your business. Now why don't you go cook or something and make yourself useful!"

I hold both of my hands up and say..

"Whoa whoa easy there buddy. Take it easy ok?"
I walk out of the bathroom looking around the club and find a backdoor exit and shapeshift back into my regular self. and start walking down the dark street whistling with one hand in my pocket and the other one flipping my coin.


Dream #4 A night ruined by Natalia.







Im in a bed making out with this beautiful woman who looks like shes either french or some other European background.

Spoiler for Strong Sexual Content:

I penetrate her tight pink pussy and begin pounding away at her doggie style. She screams in some language as shes bent over gripping the sheets. I tell her that saying it in another language really gets my juices going and tell her to scream louder. She does as she is told. She takes her legs and wraps it around my waist and i start pounding away at her even harder hearing her soft skin smack against mine as it echoes thruout the room.

She moans in a a growling sound. Sounding like a sexy cat in heat. I turn her over and look at her as she grips her tits and puts her toes near my lips i pound harder and harder and harder until i complete myself. I fall back, and lay there breathing heavy.

I hear a knock at the door. I get up to answer it, Its Natalia.

"Getting your dick wet huh? C'mon get dress, we gotta go see about that business i was telling you about the other night."

"Aw, c'mon not tonight can it wait?"

"Noo. Now get dress, c'mon chop chop!" (She claps her hands)

I get dressed, and kiss the woman and she waves at me and i head out the door.


The way Natalia deals with things.


Im standing by a door in some mans house, watching Natalia smack around some heavy set half ass naked white dude. He is on the ground on his back shaking his head, holding his arm out extended to Natalia saying..

(Man talking)

"I...i...i told you i did'nt see anything! Please im sorry, i got a family here!"

(Natalia talking)

"SHUT THE FUCK UP!!!"

Starts hitting him with a leather belt and the man is screaming in pain and has welts all over him.

(Natalia talking)

"Turn around."

(Man talking)

"Please im sorry. I told you don't know anything please please please!!!"

(Natalia talking)

"Turn...the Fuck...AROUND!"

(Man talking)

(Crying and pleading)

"No no no, please please please!!!"

(Natalia talking)

"Oh you think im fucking playing!? I said turn your ass around goddammit!"

WARNING!!!
The Following Details Contain Extremely Graphic Nature, and Strong Acts Of Violence.
Parental Discretion is Advised.

Spoiler for Disturbing details of punishment:

I watch as Natalia reaches in her bag and grabs duck tape, handcuffs, a long steel dildo, and a Knife.
She kicks the man with her leather boots in his stomach and gets on top of him and starts taping his mouth up. The man is screaming and she starts slaping him in his face telling him to shut up. She turns him over and takes his hands and cuff them behind his back. She now pulls down the mans underwear off, leaving him completely naked now. With her knee on his back, she pulls out a knife and puts it to his throat saying..

"You will remember who i am after tonight!"

She takes the steel dildo, and jams it in the mans asshole. I turn away and begin walking out the door as it was enough hearing scream in pain and watching the poor guy get punished like that. Im still hearing him screaming at the top of his lungs crying, and decide the hell with this..i walk away down the hall and hear the door open.

(Natalia talking)

"Hey! Where you goin"?

"I got better shit to do then watch another man get brutally raped by you Natalia."

"Aw grow some balls Q! Besides that fat fuck deserves every inch that im giving to him. He seems to enjoy it up the ass."

I shake my head. And she hands me a a huge folder with pictures of different people in it, and tells me to take it with me. I nod my head and feel the dream closing in on me..and i wake up.

I'm in some kind of room that resembles a skatepark, but there's no ramps people are throwing little kiddy light up shoe around--except people are throwing it like a Frisbee, and it's flying like a Frisbee. I don't know how I missed that reality check, but whatever. So people start throwing it around, it turns into some kind of sport that has teams. I feel like I should've written a longer journal during the initial recall, because I know I'm missing a lot now. I remembered all of it when I woke up.