Brothers, the Bane has officially become part of my life. I woke up after dreaming about being in a lecture hall full of attendees and speakers, and from a POV I saw Bane moving and shoving through the crowd and wearing his mask and turtleneck. Suddenly, I became in charge of my dream as I made my way towards the stage. Unfortunately, I was not Bane himself; instead, I accepted my role as CIA. I stood there taking on the Big Guy 4U stance with my thumbs looping over my belt and watched as he approached my direction. Knowing that lives were at stake, I told Bane to break my neck. He picks me up by my head and gives a swift and fatal twist. As my dream came to a close, I was switched to camera mode and saw CIA’s head backwards and smiling.
>tbdr: got a choking fetish, past days of being choked by big guys probably led to this dream