Bethany's POV

I've been tied to a chair like the kind the gynecologist have in their offices when they do our pap smears. My waist has a belt like binding around me and my arms are bound out to the sides by my wrists. My legs are spread wide and secured in the stirrups exposing my naked core. MY nipples have clamps on them with a chain that leads down to a clamp placed on my clit. If I wasn't so scared this would be highly erotic. I can still feel the pleasant sensation shooting up through my swollen nub when I try and close my legs so I'm not as vulnerable. There was this god like man with me earlier. He was the one who tied me up and it was starting out to be a fabulous sex dream, but now I feel it's turning into a nightmare. If I could pinch myself maybe I could wake up. I hear a noise and whip my head around looking for the source. My eyes meet the most beautiful green orbs known to man. Fuck now I'm dreaming about my boss. He has on a pair of boxers and nothing else. I let my eyes skim over his body taking in the eight pack with his prominent V dipping into his underwear pointing to his cock. Stop it you idiot! He's your boss!

"Hey Bethany, looks like you need some help." His voice sounds as smooth as velvet and I clench my thighs together trying to create some friction. All of a sudden, a lightbulb goes off in my head. This is a dream. I can have my boss in my dream and fulfill my fantasies.

"Please." I moan out looking at Jason's body as he moves closer, stopping about a foot away from my waiting body. I watch as he takes a deep breath and closes his eyes. When he reopens them, they are a darker green and the look of lust is written all over his face. He quickly closes the gap and presses his lips to mine. Sliding his tongue over my seem I open my mouth allowing his tongue to dart in and dance with mine. We fight for control, but he easily takes it. His fingertips graze down my neck and circles around my breast before taking the chain giving it a little tug. I moan into his mouth as sensations I've never felt before coming from my nipples and my clit just from that little tug. Liquid weeps from my pussy and slides down my ass. Jason stops kissing me and takes another deep breath.

"Fuck Bethany. I can smell your arousal. You smell so good." He grinds out before he dives into my neck kissing and licking down to my collarbone. Little whimpers leave my mouth as his tongue glides down my chest leaving a wet trail in its wake. Another tug on the chain and I gasp. "I think you have been in this long enough." He says as he tenderly removes the clamps from my nipples then from my clit. I suck in my breath as a different feeling rushes back into those parts. Before I can utter a word, Jason lets his tongue swirl around my hard cherry red nipple before suckling it into his mouth. My back arches up into the feeling wanting more. His other hand cups my left breast softly kneading it before taking his fingers and lightly pinching the taught nipple.

"MMMMM Jason." I moan out and he nips my nipple with his teeth before letting it go watching it as it bounces.

"Fuck! I'm not suppose to be doing this." He huffs out. What? This is my dream he can't turn me down in my dream! He looks at me with concern in his eyes along with lust and desire.

"Fine just let me up if you don't want me Jason!" I almost scream out but manage to keep it at just a loud tone. He runs his hand down his face and sighs.

"Is that what you think? That I don't want you?" I nod my head and advert my eyes so he can't see the tears briming ready to slide down my cheeks. He cups my face with both of his hands turning it to face his. Our faces inches apart so close I feel his hot breath fanning across my face. Our eyes are gazing into each other's as he inhales deeply. "Bethany, I want you. I want you so much it hurts. I don't want to do anything that will hurt you. You are my world." He lets his forehead fall against mine. This feels so real. This dream is everything. I don't want to leave it if he is saying I'm his world. Every touch he gives me sends sparks through me and makes me want to make him mine. He lets his lips softly claim mine and I kiss him back hungrily trying to show him I want him too. He pulls back and shakes his head. "Baby, I can't do this with you like this. I want our first time to be special." He starts undoing my bindings and massaging the parts that had been tied down. He snaps his fingers and I'm in a silk nighty. He picks me up bridal style and when he turns, we are back in my room. He walks to my bed gently laying me down. He stands up and starts to leave I reach out and catch his hand.

"Stay please." I whisper out. He turns back to me with a small smile.

"Yes of course, for a little while my love." He climbs in my bed pulling my body to his wrapping his arms around me. "Sleep my little mate." Mate? What does that mean? I feel like my eyes grow heavier as he buries his face in my neck taking slow deep breathes. I jerk awake to the sound of my alarm. Sitting up I glance around and notice I'm all alone. It was just a dream, but I can still feel the warmth of his arms that held me, and the bed feels warm were he was laying. God it felt so good. I reluctantly climbed out of the bed and head to the bathroom to get ready for the day. At least I feel well rested. I actually feel better than I have for a while. Let's get this day started.