Preface: I usually have some weird ones, but this one woke me up with a thudding heart:

I was only a spectator, so viewing it from a third person point of view; as a dreamer I can't act on anything consciously, but the emotions I could feel were "real" and sometimes can progress the dream along the way. There was a prison facility for the most demented and mentally unstable criminals everywhere in that planet carved into a naturally occurring cave. It had a jagged entrance, like the maw of an wrathful beast waiting for the most opportune time to snap shut the pathway to freedom. The cave walls were a sandstone colour, but far dirtier and yellow, the colour of a man wasting away with jaundice. I felt myself in this dream world being dragged into the depths of this horrid prison. Outside there was bright light, which I assumed to be a desert, but inside was bitterly cold and wet. If I could have had a light, or remembered more clearly, there most definitely would have been slime dripping off the walls- this was not a happy or welcoming environment. Yet that was not it. I was suddenly shifted into this horrific scene, with knowledge suddenly burgeoning in my asleep mind. There was a pale, emaciated, and naked man chained down onto a part of fencing in a pitch black cave room. Dirty, murky water roughly a few inches deep submerged his limb's extremities, and likely have rotted it through in most places. The chain fencing was rusted, and obsidian black in the places that remained with the original colouring, resting partially in the water so that he was only half submerged. The person was clearly delirious, eyes rolled back, and I instinctively knew that he was drugged or not right in the mind, but the most revolting part was that I knew the people here wanted something from him. His lips. They were considered a delicacy, and sure enough, a naked woman with even paler skin soon entered my frame of mind. Her hair, matted with grease and water, would've soured milk, but it was her spider like crawl towards that chained man that had me most horrified. She walked, hands and feet through that cold murky water towards the man, crooning "aaaahhhh yesssss" all the while, and when she had reached him, she pulled out of piece of jagged metal that also was rusted in parts and began slicing off his lower lips.

Blood flowed down the man's chin, but he seemed not to care and he thrashed feebly on his bindings. Slowly severing his lips, the woman began crowing in a sing-song, baby like voice, and as the lips began to separate from the man's mouth area, she slowly began to moan in pleasure like an animal in heat. The moment the lips were cut off, she released a gasp, "ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh yeeeeaaaah" and slip the piece of bloodless lip into her mouth as one would do to a spaghetti noodle, her body convulsing in an orgasm as it went down her way too white esophagus...

Then she turned her head completely around and stared directly at me and SMILED.