This is the a dream I had, 5 or 6 years ago, put into words as best I
can. I still remember it perfectly.

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I'm sitting on the floor of the cave. Light from the classroom next
door streams through the window, highlighting the streaks and dust on
the Plexiglas. It is the only illumination in the cave.

The curve of the rock makes it a bit uncomfortable to sit, I'm slowly
sliding down, the rough stone grabbing my jeans, slowly shoving them up
my ass.

There's a couple of others sitting around, I don't know, or remember,
or care who they are. I'm not sure which, or if it's all three. They're
faceless shadows, speaking without saying anything, or being heard.

She's laying on the floor in front of me, laughing at something that
was said. I know her face is somewhere in a yearbook in my closet. Some
popular girl who was friendly, but always distant. Too good for someone
like me.

She's nude, the nipples of her firm young breasts occasionally rubbing
against the rough stone. They're red and erect. I want to twist them.
She's lean and supple, muscles showing where they should, and curves
showing where they should. Her bottom is red and welted. The welts have
the color of blood blisters.

She's talking to someone else. I lean forwards, swatting her young,
tight, welted buttocks. She yelps, and moans "Nooo... leave it alone!"
The look on her face and the tone of her voice tells me she doesn't
mean it.

It hits me that I must have caused all of the damage to her bottom.
She's naked for me. Spanked for me. Bruised and welted from me.

Did I do that? Am I capable of doing that? Lust and revulsion rip
through me.  I want to spank her, to cause her pain. I'm disgusted with
myself. I lean forward, my hand raised high.

I'm shaking. God I want to fuck her.