(A.N: Slight NSFW content ahead, no nudity or sexual intercourse, but discussing fetishes, if that's not your thing feel free to skip this one, not very story heavy, next one though, the hunter leaves for the hunters nightmare and fight Ludwig, but if you would like to read this one, enjoy the chapter.)
It had been another week of lazing around for the dreaming couple, the doll cooking for him and helping him train, and the hunter going out into the world to find weird or rare things to share with his love, while it wasn't an eventful life in the dream, it was certainly a loving one, they would cuddle and kiss for an endless amount of time, embracing each other for hours at a time, the doll lovingly allowing the hunter to nuzzle and be the small spoon, her larger frame making her the perfect bigger bed partner and his heat. She smiled and caressed his head while he rested his head into her chest. Always lovingly cooing "Oh my sweet hunter, may you find solace in your dreams, and this dream." She smiled and planted kisses on his forehead. And when he woke he would smile into her eyes and kiss her lips passionately. Afterwards the day would go one of two ways, he would go out hunting for treasures for his love, or they would train. Today they had been training, but of course the hunter lost, unable to hurt his dear love. "Come on, that's the 15th time in a row, you think you'd learn." She sighed and kissed his cheek, about ready to break his arm, she did this as a way to negatively reinforce losing, she wanted him to hate the pain so much that he'd force himself to beat her.
"I'm sorry, but I can't hurt you, whenever I touch my blade to you, you wince or yell or scream and my heart sinks, when I hurt you in training I want to cry, I can't bring myself to hurt you." He sighed preparing for his arm to be broken, but instead felt small rocks falling on the back of his head. He knew what was happening and he felt bad again.
"My dear hunter, how do you think I feel, hearing you wince or shout when I cut you doesn't bring me pleasure, and certainly hearing you scream when I break your arm makes me shed a tear every time." She said sadly, his words of love always know how to make her feel sad in a happy way.
"I-I know, I'm sorry, I-I just can't." He sighed looking down, she let go of his arm and sat down on him, starting his punishment early without breaking his arm. She enjoyed sitting atop him, not only did it make her feel superior, but it also brought him pleasure. She smiled and caressed his cheek and hopped on him knocking the wind out of him, telling him in a voiceless way to get up and act as her chair. He smiled and slowly brought himself up in a push up position as her chair.
"So tell me hunter, why do you like this, how does this make you fell... aroused?" She said and the hunter looked down in embarrassment and shame at her almost judgmental words. "N-no not that I care my dear hunter, I'm sorry, I don't care about it my sweet, I think it's really cute. I-I actually like it, it goes well with my wish to feel dominant." She said smiling down at him, trying to make him feel better.
"Y-you like to be dominant?" He looked up at her, sure all the punishments she posed were something out of a dominatrix dungeon, but she never outwardly disclosed or even showed dominant side unless she's in battle.
"Yes you silly boy." She smiled and pinched his cheeks gently. "Since I've been created to be subservient, a small part of me grew to want to have someone be subservient to me, I wanted to play master for once, and you let me do that as much as I want, I can only thank you." She said and shifted her weight to bend herself down and kiss his cheek, as she was coming back up she whispered in his ear, "But don't worry, I'll be a kind master." She said smiling, kind of poking fun at him and bit his ear, gently and softly nibbling on his lobe. He felt this and almost crumbled from the shock and weirdly arousing feeling. He managed to keep himself up under her shifted weight and ear nibbling. She stopped her nibbling and giggled kindly as she planted a kiss on the nape of his neck before coming back up and shifting her weight back to the normal position. He smiled a little, knowing that she was just like a woman with her own fetishes and sexual wants made him feel good in a way, proving in his mind that she was truly more human than doll. "So, is there anything specific you like?" She looked down at him.
"Well..." He said a little embarrassed of all of his fetishes and desires. But he went on to list them all, listing quite a lot. From being most attracted to the rear, to a desire to be shorter than his love, even to some more specific ones that some would look down upon. "W-Well, there you go." He said blushing brightly. "Laugh if you want." He sighed, looking embarrassed.
She smiled down at him kindly and kissed his cheek again, whispering into his ear. "I think it's really cute." She said and kissed his ear, and this time he fell under her. She laughed hysterically and pat his back standing up. "I think you've been tortured enough today." She said as she walked away, accentuating the movements in her hips giving them a flowing and swaying motion as she sauntered away from him. He smiled admiring her figure and thought about how human she really started acting.