I'm going to camp...

Ohhhhh yes I am...

Part of me says, "MY GOD WHAT HAVE I DONE..." when I think of the $$ I just shelled out to do this...but the other part of me says, "HALELUYAH!! FINALLY!! WOO HOO!!" and I dance a jig. I have always ALWAYS wanted to go do this, but I've never had the money or anyone to go with, so I've just listened to the sexy stories with envy when those people who have been to this place talk about it.

This is the first time in my whole life I am actually goint away to camp this summer! It's not just ANY camp though. It's not a religious cult place, it's not a vanilla resort, and believe me, it's NOTHING like the 5th grade camp I went to as a kid at Camp Pendalouan in Michigan either. It just so happens to be the BEST BDSM CAMP in the UNIVERSE. There are 360 ACRES of this place, filled with the most hedonistic yummy things you can imagine...and I will be there for FOUR DAYS STRAIGHT...with 350 other hedonistic Dominants and submissives who LOVE IT.

...just had a thought...good Lord I hope they provide wheelchairs, because I may not be able to walk right after four days of BDSM...if I'm lucky...heh...ah well, I do know they will have pony girls giving "taxi rides" around the place and golf carts too so I guess I will just have to make due. (I LOVE PONY GIRLS, THEY ARE SO COOL).

I'm actually rather nervous about this whole thing. I am a camp virgin, and I hear they have a "virgin sacrifice ceremony" planned...I have NO IDEA what they intend to do to those of us who are new to this place, but I hope it's naughty. I have no clue who I will be sharing a cabin with, but my friend Aryan invited me to go, and he is probably going to "tie me to a tree the whole time and leave me there for anyone who wants to ravage me." WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO DANG.

I am now debating on whether or not I want to be kidnapped while I'm there. Total strangers come walking over to you out of nowhere, put a hood over your head, and whisk you away to give you the dark fantasy thta you signed up for...at any time, in any location you might be...and when it happens, you have no choice. I'm rather scared to do that, though, so I may just pass this time. I just don't know anybody at this thing, I might recognize a few people here and there, but I won't really KNOW many people at all, and so I'm kinda freaked out about being kidnapped.

Peter wants to contribute $$ to this adventure, even though he can't go with me. I wish there was some way I could get those people to kidnap HIM and bring him along. But instead of my usual "go home to Michigan to make family and friends happy" trip on Memorial Day weekend, I decided "screw that crap" and go to camp instead. It's my 40th year on this planet, dammit, and I have never had a BDSM camp experience. So I'm WAYYY overdue for some nasty naughtiness...and PIRATES!! YES!! THERE WILL BE PIRATES THERE TOO!! HOW COOL IS THAT?!! hehehehe...gotta love pirates. One of my favorite bumper stickers is the one that says, "The beatings will continue until morale improves." heheheheheheheheheh

The family and friends will know only that I am going "camping with a few friends." That's all they need to know. And maybe...just maybe...I will go see them later in the summertime anyway.

I do have a fear of this camp though...not just of beestings and pollen allergies, and seasonal asthma that might just creep up on me...I haven't been camping in YEARS, and I used to go all the time, in a TENT even (cuz that's the BEST way to go). I'm mostly scared that this place, and this experience, will RUIN ME. And I mean, ruin me to the point where I may no longer be happy with Peter. For the record, I haven't BEEN happy with Peter for a long, long time...at least, not happy with the limited short timespan we can share together each week. What we do during that time is a very happy thing, though, just very short-lived. And I'm greedy. I want MORE than just an hour or two each week...ya know? A woman of my sexual tenacity cannot survive on one or two hours a week. It is like torture to me.

So this camp will be FOUR DAYS AND NIGHTS of it...non-stop...absolutely immersed in it...walking around naked everywhere if I want to (and I do), swimming in the Olympic sized pool (even though the thought of all the GERMS kinda grosses me out, I'm still going in it)...and BONDAGE...holy bejeezus batman, the BONDAGE I will find myself in, will blow my mind I'm sure, because Aryan is very skilled at what is called "predicament bondage," which is quite a challenge for the submissive. I may be teetering on one leg, on my tip-toes for an hour or two, who knows...beads of sweat covering my body as I try not to move my arms too much for fear that the ANAL HOOK in my bum that are tied to my arms might impale me even deeper...oh it's quite a juicy ordeal, lemme tell ya. He's a master at it, and I'm hoping I can endure it. He has put things on my nipples that I can't even describe---mostly because I was blindfolded at the time---but he joked and said he had somehow attached fishing weight bobbers and a faucet, a screwdriver and a hammer attached to them...(which of course is not true)... but it sure FELT like he had something massively heavy dangling from them and it drove me out of my mind with multiple orgasms.

Soooooooo it's gonna be a DOOZY of a weekend folks and I'm freakin' out. I feel almost like the lamb trotting eagerly to the slaughter. One of those rites of passage that every subbie like me should go through at least once in a lifetime...

Now I just need to stop eating until then, so I can lose 50 pounds and wear a bikini.
(Yeah right). I'll get right on that. Ahem. The good thing about THAT is, I may not be a size 4, but I'm nowhere NEAR the size of MOST submissive chicks that will be there. In fact, my Marilyn Monroe size 14 butt (and 40DD's) will be one of the SKINNY ONES shakin' her sexy ass around the place naked, so LOOK OUT WORLD, THIS WILD GIRL IS GONNA GET HER FREAK ON.

Let's see if I can remember that song from 5th grade camp..."Hagdalina Magdalina Hoopenstynin Wallendynin Hogan Bogan Logan was her name!! She had two eyes in the front of her head, one was green and the other one was red...Hagdalina Magdalina Hoopenstynin Wallendynin Hogan Bogan Logan was her name!!"

Good God in heaven I'm such a dork. But a horny naughty dork. And so I am redeemed.

Love, Sassy Girl