I experienced several hypnotic or trance sexual submissions as a teen and young adult, and truly believed in vampire and ghost rape while I slept. my dreams were often foul nightmares where I would wake up screaming or unable to breath or choking or I would have such blinding migraine as if I had been severely attacked during my childhood, teens and even today.

I wondered who was breaking into my bedroom to take sexual pleasures in me yet they seemed invisible yet present like a dream within a dream a maze with a maze, a mirror image within a mirror image.

I tried to contain my anger and hurt pride, my confusion and fear, uncontrollable fear. I near pissed the bed in fear often.

I felt this creature wanting to take possession of my vagina or anus often. I crippled over in pain and felt like my colon was being pushed through a cheese grater and this thing was devowering me day and night even in front of people like a ghost would, fucking my body and penetrating my skin cell by cell, sexual delights with overriding seasonal passion lasting days in a trance of sexual over powering by an unexplainable beast.

I felt his prickly sexy beard brush against my cheek and breast, him rubbing at my nipples and kissing me and telling me he loved me. I would be sound asleep in a trance, drugged or frozen dead as he, the walking dead.

I felt his beard pickle about my vagina and clit and that sparked so much delight in me feeling his manly harsh bristles and cheek lovingly suck and pull and caress my clit and buttocks and thighs. he was like an outraged animal, a creature of bliss and swashbuckling danger, worse then a drunken sailor, drunken by his desire and raging passions. but I feared and wanted him, waited for him with delight wondering what his next move was, as always waiting...