I'm apparently willing to do strange things for money. I distinctly recall one gentleman by the name of Mr. Swift desiring anal from me. While I wasn't keen of performing such an act he had a lot of money, so I endeavored to expand my discomfort zone (if you catch my meaning).

We were on a train, but at the last minute he pulls out a bag of thick, knobby sausages  and wanted me to masturbate with them. I'm very uncomfortable, but not wanting to forgo the money I accepted one of the greasy schlongs and prepared to penetrate my pooper. Mr. Swift leered over me, staring into my chasm. I, starting to feel palpable distress, actually woke myself up from sheer terror.

I was never so glad to wake up as I did then. The dream made me feel disturbed and filthy, but I also considered my consent in the situation. Though I consented verbally, personally I was uncomfortable, to the point whether I questioned if it was really consent after all. After all, people can use things to leverage sex (like money or status).

What do you think?
What did you learn in dream land?
Has anyone been raped in a dream?

I learned today that you have dreams that are pretty fucked up

...um

I'm an adult and even I feel the need for an adult right now.

no

To which part?

I um...

You have fun dreams

And I haven't been sleeping well enough to have dreams lately...

this ginger dude broke into my house and touched my crotch in a dream, happened a while ago like when i was 7-9 yrs old maybe

My dogs name. I asked myself what I should name my dog and out of nowhere, the name LUMP echoed through my dreams. I now have a dog named Lump. He barks at cows and protects our sheep from dog attacks.

Quote from: Deadtrap on October 13, 2015, 01:24:27 PM

The only dream I can remember is one I had a good few years ago. Four or five.

And the only thing I learned from that is that my eyes will never live long enough to see what I saw there if it were possible.

Was there awesome space stuff?

Indeed there was. On a wee little moon with a gas giant on the horizon, a cold blue star, and frozen everywhere. Phenomenon in the air allowed lightening to occur but the cold is so deep and the heat dissappears so quickly that the lightening freezes in big mile long electrical arcs, before shattering and falling to the ground as ice pellets.

I was inside a huge suit, like a mining rig, boring through the ice with equipment. I still remember the helmet and all the displays on it. And the feeling too.

The suit was insulated and filled with a chemical like water, but more insulating, keeping things warm. I could breathe oxygen through the liquid like I was breathing normally.

Anyone have opinions on my consent question?

I'm essentially asking even if people consent, is it really consent when the situation involves money?

Only Tru ambiguously responded with something that could qualify as a cursory answer. I'm open to other ideas.

What, you mean getting paid to do shit you otherwise wouldn't normally do?

Sexually speaking, yes.