i bend over, and clip my collar to a ring on the floor with one of those snappy-close key chain things (that let you clip your keys to things). i start drinking out of the bowl on the floor, and then a minute later, someone reaches down and unclips me.
"hey, what are you doing, i'm not a slave!" i say.
"the moment you bound yourself to the floor, you were a slave. those are the rules," she replies.
then i woke up.
Sexy. Do you mean "carabiner"?
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yes, that's what i meant.
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i had another one this week, but it was so odd, i couldn't write it out.
basically i had this friend, and we grew closer as part of a reality show/summer camp thing. and then she gave me the secret to defeat some giant evil demon thing.
but because of that secret, we could never be together again, so i could only see her from afar, and that hurt a lot, but we both accepted that isolation was the price to pay to safe the world.
so..
sometimes my dreams are super dramatic....
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