STORIES

The Gift

By Maître Pierre

2- The Dream

Katy opens her eyes. Again, a bad night for her.

She is in a rotten mood…

Once again, she had the same dream.

She remembers it:

She is naked. Bound hands over her head, facing a post. Nearby, she can hear a fire crackle. When she raises her head, she can see stars shine. She is outside. She hears music, well, kind of…. It's a drumbeat, almost like the sound of her heart.

Very deep...

Boummmm!

Very slow….

Boummmm!

Each time the drum is struck, the rumble goes forever in the night…

Boummmm!

She tries to turn her head, from the corner of her eye, she can see the fire burning. It seems for her, that she is in a small clearing, in what seems to be a dense forest. Besides orange dancing light from the fire, she cannot see anything else. She tries to look out into the darkness that surrounds the clearing. Wait! She can see a little…. a post like the one she is bound to.

Boummmm!

Now she can see…many of them… Placed in a circle around her, so that she would be at the centre of the circle. On the posts, she can almost make out carvings…

Boummmm!

She raises her head and looks at the post she is bound to… This one too is carved. It's very beautiful, but at the same time, very scary. It looks like some kind of ceremonial place, in the wood.

Boummmm!

On the post, the carving seems to be, of some type of God.

She looks at it.

She examines it.

Boummmm!

A long period of time passes.

Boummmm!

Then, something moves, in the darkness. She looks at it.

Boummmm!

A man emerges from the darkness.

Slowly, as if following the drumbeat, he approaches the centre of the clearing.

Boummmm!

The first things she notices about him are his eyes. The are like two charcoals. Very black, very deep…very beautiful!

He is white, about six feet, a short beard, black with sparkle of white in it. He looks like he in his late thirties. He is wearing some type of black pants, but he is bare foot. On his chest, he has like a medallion suspended on a chain hanging from his neck. It is the same representation of the God she has seen on the carving of the post.

Boummmm!

In his hands, he has what looks like a snake, carved from a wooden staff. It's very long, looks very hard, but at the same time, looks like it's very flexible.

She looks at the wooden snake, thinking…

She just realises!

He is some kind of a priest! And she is the offering, the gift to that God!

Boummmm!

Fear is creeping into her.

The man, slowly, is approaching her.

He stops a few steps from her.

She can see him.

Slowly he raised his wooden snake, and with both of his hands and presents it to the sky.

"MATAMETOTALMAN!" He shouts from his manly voice, to the sky!

Boummmm!

The drumbeat answers him.

Slowly, he lowers his wooden snake, and look at her.

Boummmm!

She can see his eyes. Now she is scared.

He moves slowly, going behind her.

She turns her head to look at him, but, he is too far from her vision, too far at her back, and, because of the bondage, she cannot see him.

Boummmm!

Like in a unreal movie, she hears the "swoosh" of the wooden snake in the air, just before it connects with her back.

The pain is amazing.

Boummmm!

Just when she wants to yell from the pain, she finds herself in her bed and awakes.

Now, sitting in her bed, she shakes her head, trying to push away the sleepiness within her. Oh yes! She is in a bad mood. She can feel the spirits around her, trying to tiptoe out of her reach.

Being a submissive in BDSM games, that dream does not create any problem from the caning with that wooden snake, she has had her share of beating from canes, but something about that dream is very unsettling to her.

This man, in her dream…

She looks around.

"Where the hell is my necklace!"

3- THE MAN

©THE BDSM CIRCLE 2001