I’m thinking of a beautiful house, on beautiful grounds with a large dormitory for all my sluts and slaves, who would help run the estate.
The sluts would be treated royally, bathed, pampered and adored. They would bed only who they chose to and in the way they choose to. They would be sought after for their own unique qualities and talents.
I would be the head Master of course and my talent would be enemas. And people would come from near and far for my elixers. Sex would be had only in one part of the estate. The rest would be dedicated to the other senses; beauty and pleasures of all the other things in life. Wholesome foods, enchanting music, green lush grounds, fresh air, lightness, things to enchant and puzzle the mind, the arts….. a soft, safe haven for all.
If I had a penny for every dream I’ve ever thrown into the wishing well of my life I’d be able to pave the rest of my steps in luminous copper.
But I do so love to dream.