Man, my dreams they sometimes get bizarre

[ssurgul]

I dreamt, across the course of days (yes, in the dream) that I was being converted by a pair of Mormons.  Not especially cute ones, but cute enough it turned out.  Little post-teen Mormon boys, out on their mission to become 'men' in the eyes of their Church.  Well, they naturally asked during the course of the first day's interview who else might be interested.  I gave them bullshit names and sent them on their way after a few hours of chatter, to amuse myself.  The last day in the dream, they talked about the disappointment with the other converts, and I consoled them saying various things to assuage their fragile egos.  Then....

I invited them back to my place for a bit of refreshment and to thank them for their efforts and 'good work'.  Well, upon entering, my slave helps me relax some (nothing sexual yet) and then through various dream-accepted means which I still consciously don't fully understand (combo of hypnosis, mind control and 'something else' which was never clear) I got them both on their knees and ready to suck.  While they were indoctrinated into such, my proper slave helped each of them into permanent chastity belts.  Then I gave them each a prostate massager, telling them that that was how they were ever going to gain release, not saying it wasn't a release from the belts.

Christ I really need a solid partner in the waking world to help ease the frustrations that cause these dreams.  ;)