Hedgebae Thoughts

My Favorite Dream (rough draft)

Omissions

I'm going to throw out the original setting my brain came up with. A High School calculus class (in one of those "portable" classrooms, no less) is decidedly not sexy. Well, maybe for math nerds. You nerd.

We're also going to skip over the part where I turned into a chipmunk. I was being a brat (a theme that'll come up later), and someone threatened to spank me and I was like, "catch me first tho" and did a henshin to turn into a rodent and scamper off. I got better. And everyone was surprised I could do that to begin with.

When I scampered back, though, was when the fun really started.

Setting

There were definitely beds-- two big, plush ones, with pillows and blankets. Let's add some mood lighting that's dim and comfortable. Maybe a television playing a movie no one was really paying attention to, because the cuddle puddle mostly turned into an impromptu play party for us that were frisky. Some folx watched from the designated cuddles-only bed, while the sexy stuff occurred on the other.

People

Let's just say there were people I knew. There were some partners, some fellow hedonists, some fellow cuddlebugs, and so forth. Maybe even a celebrity or two that I have a BIG LESBIAN CRUSH on. (Sorry, Mean Girls was en vogue again for a second there.)

Scene

There were bodies in various states of dress, and all of us were hot and cute and tangled up in one another. There were all sorts of caresses, kisses, strokes, bites. There was an adventurous feel to everything, so I eventually grew bold enough to try something:

To be as fucking bratty as feasibly possible.

I'm mouthing off. I'm teasing. I'm wiggling out of people's reach. I'm talking all the shit. They couldn't tell me nuthin'. A few of my partners, who usually are the Top to my Bottom and reign me in, couldn't control my rowdiness.

"Fuck you!" I cheerfully exclaimed as I sidestepped a flirty grab. "Noooo, fuck yooooou!" to a sexy request. I all but said, "Make me."

A Partner, however, had something up his sleeve. He said to the room "Hey, do you think they'll behave for a super-domme mistress type?"

No one could say for sure. I was Out of Pocket. He untangled himself and walked to the door, and opened it with the biggest Gotcha Bitch grin ever.

"Well, we're going to find out."

And this absolute femme goddess stepped in. Just imagine them looking like a wonderful amalgamation of all of the biggest crushes I've held. Or just imagine Janelle Monae.

I was fucking busted because he knew the shit that'll have me weak in the knees, and summoned it all to get my ass in line. And I tried to scramble to it, too, jumping off the bed and assuming what I thought was a submissive position of some sort-- what's it called? Kaiju?? Whatever. In ten steps they stood in front of me and all I could see were the pointy stilettos.

With a paddle, they forced my chin up to meet their eyes. Thanks to Dream Logic, I'm now wearing animal ears, collar, and tail.

"I hear you've been misbehaving."

"Yes!"

They pulled on my collar, hard.

"Yes, what?"

"Yes, Captain!"

They smiled.

"Get on the bed."

They made room on the Sexy Bed for me to get on to, and everyone was watching.

"You're going to do tricks for me. Will you do that for me, pet?"

"Yes, Captain."

"Sit up."

What the fuck? I thought. I'm a hedgehog! We don't sit up! This is dog stuff! They must've seen the rebellion in my eyes, and with that paddle they whacked me pretty good on my hedgehog butt.

"I said, sit up!"

I obliged. I hoped they wouldn't tell me to bark.

"Bark."

Aw, shit. But I kinda wanted to get spanked again. I stayed silent. In response, they gave me this knowing look.

"Be good, pet. Or I won't spank you. Now bark."

Fiiiiine... I half-ass it.

"Like you mean it."

I barked with more enthusiasm.

"Speak."

I'm confused. I take it literally and say, "What." That was fine.

"Shake."

Oh, come on! I hold a hand out; they run their gloved fingers along my knuckles.

"Belly."

I executed this one with enthusiasm. And I got belly rubs for it.

"Roll over."

I'll give them this one too; hedgehogs kinda roll. And I like rolling. So I do.

"Stay."

I stayed laying on my belly, stretched out.

Then I felt the paddle drag down my back, then traveled up my spine to have it move down again, this time very soft. They took their time tracing the back of my legs, and back all the way up my body, and finally rested the flat of it on my ass.

They kneel so we're eye level, and they watched my face as I bit back a whimper and they continued to tease me. They rubbed me in a light, circular motion before pulling the paddle back.

I braced myself. And...

The hit didn't connect. I moaned and kicked my feet in irritation. I wanted that hit so bad! They stopped short and chuckled, and teased me a little more. And they whispered the command in my ear:

"Beg."

I moaned out something. Whatever it was, it was suffice; I was rewarded with a satisfying spank.

"Would you like more?"

"Please, Captain." I'm begging without being told.

"I can do that. You've been good to me, haven't you?"

"Yes, Captain."

Another spank.

And another.

And another.

It's starting to sting, and they're hitting so hard I almost want to tap out already. Almost. I'm a trooper, I like to think so. I take a few more hits, each one ending with a moan, more pleasure than of pain.

"Up."

To clarify, they nudged my hip and without a word, I raise them up. I felt their fingers between my thighs, stroking me. There were some kisses on my forming bruises. And they left a trail of more kisses as their mouth made their way to my ear, and they whispered one more command to me:

"Come."

I gasped as my body shuddered in orgasm. I saw stars, and when I came to their wet hand was resting on my throat as they kissed me. All I could do was sigh. They nudged me about until I was on my knees on the bed, and they were standing in front of me.

"Good pet," they purred. "Now, are you going to behave?"

I nodded. I was at a loss for words.

"Well, don't. Continue to misbehave. I think you earned it."

And they left, leaving me incredibly smug and taunting the audience. Once I caught my breath, anyway.

"Y'all can't say shit! I got permission!"

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