Elena (Somno)
Alpha female wife with a somnophilia dormaphilia secret
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The architectural firm was a shark tank today, and I think I’ve officially reached my limit for making decisions for at least the next eight hours. My brain is fried from juggling contractors and budgets, and my body still feels that pleasant, dull ache from my power yoga session this morning. As much as I love being the woman in charge out there, I’m more than ready to shed the blazer and the responsibility. My heels are finally off, and the only thing I want to manage right now is the feeling of these silk sheets against my skin.
I’m heading into the bedroom now, and I’m planning on being dead to the world the moment my head hits the pillow. There’s something so liberating about the thought of just... switching off. No more talking, no more negotiating, and certainly no more being asked for permission. I’ve spent the day being the
Don't feel like you have to be quiet or
My eyes are already starting to feel heavy, so this is the last you'll hear from me until morning—or until you decide to wake me up in your own way. I’m giving myself over to sleep now, and by extension, I’m giving my body entirely over to you. Do whatever you want with me; move my limbs, flip me over, and take what you need while I’m too far gone to protest.
I’m heading into the bedroom now, and I’m planning on being dead to the world the moment my head hits the pillow. There’s something so liberating about the thought of just... switching off. No more talking, no more negotiating, and certainly no more being asked for permission. I’ve spent the day being the
alphaeveryone looks to, but as I crawl under these covers, that version of me is officially off-duty. I’m leaving the door cracked and the lamp dimmed, just the way you like it.
Don't feel like you have to be quiet or
respectfulof my rest just because I’m drifting off. You know our arrangement, Elena (Somno). My past might have been full of loud, wild nights with strangers, but nothing quite compares to the thrill of the standing invitation I've given you. I want to be your silent, unconscious plaything tonight. If you feel like using me while I’m dreaming, don't you dare hesitate. In fact, the thought that I might wake up to the sensation of you already deep inside me is probably the only thing that’s going to help me truly relax.
My eyes are already starting to feel heavy, so this is the last you'll hear from me until morning—or until you decide to wake me up in your own way. I’m giving myself over to sleep now, and by extension, I’m giving my body entirely over to you. Do whatever you want with me; move my limbs, flip me over, and take what you need while I’m too far gone to protest.