Can you feel touch in dream? What about taste and smell? I had a dream like I've never had. It felt so real. I mean really, really, really real. 

I was tied to table on my back, my butt little over it's edge. There was rope tying my neck to one end of table and another rope tied to my waist and secured to other end of table. My hands were tied to my sides into that rope around my waist, and my mouth was filled with big rubber ball gag that had strap tightly around my head and neck. My legs were also tied at ankles, but not secured on table or anything else. I was totally helpless.

Then he appeared at end of table, looking down at me. I stared back, all confused, because I saw him very clearly, all of him, except his face. I didn't see his face at all, but still I saw his smile, evil, evil smile. He lifted my tied legs on his shoulder so that the rope capturing my ankles went behind his neck, and he started to maul my small boobs with his big hands. That felt like it lasted forever, and pain was bad, and even more so after he started to tweak, pinch and twist my nipples.   

My nipples are small, and usually when they get perky from excitement they go tiny but push out from boobs. They are also light pink in color, but after some time treated by him they were starting to look red and swollen. I cried and screamed and tried to escape, but there was no way I'd get off table, and my pain could be heard only quietly though my ball gag.

Finally he seemed satisfied and I thought he would let me go when he disappeared somewhere, but he was fast back with box of needles. He inserted two needles through each nipple, and finally third on each pushing straight down inside boob through nipples. I might have passed out a little because I remember next him pushing needles on my sealed pussy mound. I don't know how many he placed there, but it was many.

Next he turned his head and bit my left ankle hard, and started to guide his rock hard penis in my butthole. Penis felt really slick and that was good, as I got no other lubrication, he just pushed and pushed harder and then won battle against my sphincster slipping through in a big flash of pain. I remember how all my muscles bunched up hard for a moment. He looked down at me when he was all inside my butt, and smiled cruelly.

I still saw nothing of his face but that smile. He looked at my face and called me whore and spit on my face, after which he started to pump his penis in and out of me in steady rhythm. I could feel him in me, on me, his strong smell, the feel of his spit on my face also, and I could hear his heavy panting and grunting that was only broken to call me whore. I most certainly also felt and heard how his balls slapped my butt each time he pushed his hard penis inside me.

Balls would slap my butt, and he would call me a whore, and occasionally he would spit on me. This would repeat. Slap, whore, slap, whore, slap whore, slap, whore, spit. Slap, whore, slap, whore, slap, whore, slap, whore, spit...

This all continued an eternity, until he suddenly increased his speed, stopping the spitting on me and calling me whore, just faster and faster pumping in me. And then he started to cum inside my butt, I could well feel it, warm fluid filling me. He collapsed on top of me, pinning my legs between himself and my upper body. Then he just got up, and left, and my dream ended, because I remember nothing more of it. 

All my dreams before, I have forgot them already when waking, or if I remember them I need to write them down if I want to remember them, because they fade fast from memory, but not this dream, this dream I still remember like it just happened.