My Master made me dream a specific dream on the night from S..

My Master made me dream a specific dream on the night from Sunday to Monday, and I am to write a report about it. Here it is.

I am standing on a street. In front of me is a large building. I feel an irresistible urge to enter it. As I get closer, I realize it’s a clinic. I don’t know why I am here, but I know I have to go inside. When I open the door, I am immediately greeted with the words, “We’ve been expecting you. Your Master has scheduled an appointment for you with us.” I have no idea why I’m here, why my Master made an appointment, or for what purpose. But I trustingly follow the doctor without questioning the situation.

He explains to me that the clinic specializes in making people’s thoughts accessible. I am here so that my brain can be altered, allowing my Master access to all my thoughts and enabling him to erase them if he deems them destructive. I am amazed that something like this is possible and feel slightly overwhelmed. Even as the doctor explains this, I have already sat down on a couch and been strapped into it. Numerous cables are attached to my head, and I am given a detailed explanation of how the thought transfer works and the trigger word my Master can use to erase specific thoughts. After the explanation, I inhale an anesthetic and fall asleep...

I woke up back in reality, but the dream lingered strongly. I felt deeply connected to my Master, focused on him, and had a light, positive mood. He then sent me back into the dream for another round.

This time, I was to stay at the clinic for a more extended period to improve the thought transfer and to train my pelvic floor muscles further through the manipulation of my brain. For the stay, I was housed in a cell, which was, of course, always locked. The cot wasn’t particularly comfortable, but I really appreciated that the hospital used cells instead of shared rooms (I hate shared rooms in hospitals). Being housed in a locked cell was a precaution to ensure I couldn’t leave the treatment prematurely.

I had medical treatment three times a day and was taken out of my cell for it. Each time before leaving, handcuffs were placed on me, and I was held by the arm as I was led to the treatment room. During my stay, I didn’t wear a chastity belt, which made me feel quite naked and vulnerable. Emily was also at the hospital, but not for her own treatment—she was there to support me emotionally. She told me how great it was that I was undergoing this treatment and how important it was for me to stop having so ungrateful thoughts all the time. She also said how much she envied me for having a Master who arranged something like this for me. It was really wonderful to have Emily there, encouraging me and reassuring me that what I was going through was okay. She also explained that I wouldn’t get my chastity belt back until the treatment was complete because it’s a symbol that I fully belong to my Master.

My Master visited me several times a week to monitor my progress and have me demonstrate how much stronger my pelvic floor muscles had become.

The dream was incredibly intense, and it’s remarkable how it still lingers. I also feel like my emotional dependency has deepened since then. In my daily life, I am more focused on my Master and what he wants from me. I also immediately feel terrible if I have destructive thoughts.