Campy Camp Camp...

AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH......I am returned from my camp experience, feeling better than ever...I am so totally RELAXED, and rejuvinated!! But now I'm also a little sad that it's over. That's what they call "camp drop." Now it's back to reality, unfortunately.

I promised some juicy stories about what I experienced at camp. I saw a LOT of juicy goodness, but unfortunately did not GET much of it myself. I seem to have the type of personality that attracts "lost puppy men," who cling to me like a leech, driving me absolutely BONKERS. Listen up men, BACK OFF, stop being so clingy and needy, you're supposed to be DOMINANT dammit!! I am the clingy needy one, remember?! So this one particular Dom apparently targeted in on me, and followed me around EVERYWHERE, going to everything I wanted to attend, even showing up at my cabin at 2 a.m. waking me UP to say "wanna go play?" to which I answered, "NO, I'm SLEEPING!" Now, if he had grabbed me by the hair and said, "Get your ass up, you're going to get beaten at the dungeon in 5 minutes," I would have obeyed every word. But of course, I'd never tell HIM that. He drove me crazy all damned weekend, I couldn't get near anybody else to even ASK them to play.

BUT...I did have a kidnapping, (of which he was also a part of), but I tricked them. I overheard this Dom telling the other cute Dom-guy that I was hanging out with, "Remember 10:30," so I suddenly knew I was going to be taken away in a few minutes. So that's when I decided to be sneaky--I had told them both earlier that I would go hide in a great spot where they'd never find me---so that's what I did!! I turned to the cute Dom that I had to go use the bathroom. He said, "Ok well come right back when you're done." I grinned and said, "Sure, no problem." But I had no intention of coming right back! hehehehehe I went to the bathroom, then I took off back to my cabin, changed my clothes into something warmer, grabbed my fuzzy warm blanket, and then started to walk off into the woods...I took my sweet time going back to the auction area. I figured if I get there at 10:30, they would be gone...

Then I circled back to the auction area where we had been originally, and noticed that the two of them weren't there!! So my devious plan WORKED, and I sat back down in my original spot, giggling to myself. They were apparently off looking for me, but hey, I was right there where I had been before. HA!! The auction was an absolute RIOT, I laughed my butt off, and one of the "Littles" (a grown adult dressed and acting like a child/toddler/baby) ended up buying a sexy Domme for the night, and as she held his hand coming off the stage, he yelled in his best "Little boy" voice, "YAY! I'M GOING TO DISNEYLAND!" to which everybody laughed, and then the host of the show said, "Ya know, I'd be a rich man if this kind of shit could get aired on HBO," which cracked up everybody all over again. Actually, there is a show on HBO called "Real Sex," that sometimes shows pony girl competitions, and those are COOL.

In fact, they had a pony competition here at camp, which was AMAZING. I mean, the first time I watched a pony show, I didn't "get it." I wondered what the hell the appeal of dressing up in a harness, bit and tail would really FEEL like, and why it was so exciting to so many people. But at camp, I even gave it a try myself, putting on a harness and being led around in a circle, taught to walk, trot and canter...it was actually pretty damned awesome. I didn't know if I would get into the "headspace" of the whole experience, or if I would just feel like I was being silly in a costume. But ya know what, I kinda surprised myself...I can really dig it...I mean, I didn't even think of this beforehand, but all my years being trained in marching band in junior high and high school really came in handy. I was told that I was "a natural," at it, and could really become one of the best pony girls in the show if I practiced more. How cool is THAT?! Peter has often said, "Sure, I could buy the harness, bit, and tail for you, and some reins, but once we get you all into the contraption, THEN WHAT?" But, I gotta say, it really DOES make you feel more submissive, and you have your arms behind your back, you're all wrapped up in a harness and it's on your head and around your face, and you have a bit (or gag) in your mouth...so yes, I can definitely dig it. I was very happily surprised by that.

But I digress. Back to the kidnapping...the cute Dom was in a military uniform the whole weekend, and I teased him that I was going to steal his clothes to hide from the clingy-lost-puppy Dom...so the cute Dom and I tried our best to AVOID the other guy, and it worked some of the time, but not always. SIGH. The cute Dom would say, "Ok, see that pathway over there behind the pavilion? We'll sneak out that way around the back so he won't see you," and I started to sing the "Mission Impossible" theme song...funny stuff like that. We did that once, to go to the mess hall for lunch, taking a shortcut---but when we got there, the clingy Dom was already THERE, and we have no IDEA how he got there faster than we did!! I turned to the cute Dom and said, "Drat, foiled again. There he is!" And he is STILL trying to figure out how that clingy-Dom-guy beat us there! He thinks he must have hijacked a golf cart along the way, cheating, while we walked.

So the cute Dom (extremely hot and sexy), saw me sitting in the same spot at the auction, came up to me and said, "THERE YOU ARE..." to which I answered innocently, "I was cold, had to put on something warmer, but I've been here for awhile now, where did YOU go?" but he said, "Just went up to the bathroom to look for you." But I knew better, they were both out trying to find me...hehehehe...so at this point I knew I was doomed. It was only 10:25 on HIS watch, but mine said 10:35. DRAT, FOILED AGAIN!! So the auction was over, and we walked uphill to the HQ building, when suddenly, my blanket was ripped out of my arms, and put over my head, handcuffs were put on my wrists, and I was led to the area where golf cart taxis came.

I was squealing and giggling, while they held me tight, and the camp photographer said, "Is she wearing an armband?" (Meaning, if there's an armband, I don't want to have my picture taken), and yes I had one on, but the kidnapper Dom's said, "She's got handcuffs and a blanket over her head, who cares, take her picture!" So he did...I have a military guy on one side of me, and a big clingy leech Dom on the other side of me, probably smiling, while I'm standing in the middle with handcuffs and an orange fuzzy blanket over my head. hehehehehehe

The golf cart arrived, and the military Dom said, "GO GO GO GO, GET UP ON IT HURRY UP COME ON," yanked me every which way, pushing me and sitting me down roughly, hugging the blanket around me so I wouldn't see anything...then they took me to a cabin that was apparently completely empty (but I didn't know that at first) and they threw me down on my stomach, ripping the blanket off but immediately putting a blindfold on me so I saw nothing, then they proceeded to roughly remove my clothes until I was naked. Nothing but handcuffs on. Then I was told to get on my hands and knees, and the cute military Dom began to flog me...HARD. The clingy Dom guy had a wooden paddle, so the two of them wailed on my ass for awhile, taking turns flogging and spanking...until my ass was seething red hot to the touch, and I had tears coming out my eyes. That was friggin' awesome and intense...but right after the floggihng stopped, the cute Dom decided to leave!! He LEFT ME with the clingy Dom, and I was PEEVED!! He had told me previously that he would keep the clingy guy at a distance from me the whole time at camp, but when I asked him about why he just left me like that, he said, "Cuz clingy guy decided to get NAKED and OH MY GOD, did you get a look at his TOES? HE GROSSED ME THE FUCK OUT so I had to LEAVE or stay and PUKE."

Now, one thing you should know about this cute military Dom guy is that I had given everybody in my cabin a little gift bag of candy, just because that's the kind of subbie I am...I like to spoil people...so anyway, I had a couple extra leftover bags and I had given one to the clingy Dom, and I also gave one to the cute military Dom. BUT, inside the cute Dom's bag, I also put a BLOWJOB COUPON that I had made on the computer. I had asked Peter's permission about it first, and he said I could, so I made a bunch of them, to hand out to various people while at camp. But I only used 3 coupons the whole time, and only redeemed two. The stupid thing was, the cute military Dom OPENED HIS BAG in front of the clingy Dom, (who did NOT get a coupon), and of course, he showed the coupon to him, so I had no choice but to give clingy Dom a coupon too. I was then dreading the whole coupon redemption thing all weekend long, that's all he kept talking about the whole friggin' time..."when can I redeem it," "maybe we could go redeem that coupon now," etc. etc. etc., and I was like, "FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK I DON'T WANNA I DON'T WANNA!!" So I kept putting him off, making up excuses---even lying with a "toothache" excuse---trying to get out of it.

Anyway, so I had already previously GIVEN the cute Dom his blowjob, and he was all happy being around me after that...he said "On a scale of 1-10, yours was a definite 9.9!" So coming from a military dude, who's probably used to lots of foreign cootchy and blowjobs from military chicks, that means a lot. So he kinda liked me a lot after that, and even though he preferred to call it "skull fuck," he really got into it, and of course I swallowed for him so he was lovin' that part the most. He was sexy, I gotta say, so it didn't feel like a chore, or a bad thing. But I knew that's how it WOULD feel with the clingy Dom guy, and that's why I was feeling doomed.

I attended a piercing class (no they did not do the actual piercing) but I learned that I probably WON'T get my nipples pierced, as I had been thinking about doing for a long while, for many reasons. So that was good information to learn, but I'm slightly disappointed. I just don't want to lose the massive sensitivity that I already have in them, and that's part of the risk of doing it. So, screw that.

Oh and I attended YOGA for the first time in my whole life, and LOVED IT!! I went every day while I was there, and I felt so energized and had absolutely NO aches or pains in my back or ANYWHERE the whole day after doing it. I was totally amazed, thinking previously that there was NO WAY I could bend like that, I wasn't in shape enough, etc., but after trying it, I was so loving it, and so impressed that I have decided I'm going to continue doing yoga at home now.

I also attended a class called "Worship the male appendage," which was AWESOME!! Now, when I first said to clingy Dom that I wanted to go to that class, of COURSE he volunteered when I said I had to find a penis to bring with me. I shuddered at the thought, but didn't want to hurt his feelings...I'm just too damned nice sometimes. So I figured, "ok fine, just do it." BUT, as luck would have it, he's also a staff member and he got called in to help work for awhile, so I was FREE!! FREE for the whole afternoon!! YAYYY!!

First, I decided to go to the spa. I had been there before, to get a henna tattoo, which is an ankle bracelet around my left ankle. It turned out really cool, so I decided I would get another one later on. The next time I went, clingy Dom was with me and wanted a massage. There was nobody available to do it, so they said I could give him one. (GROAN!! I DON'T WANNA!) but I did it anyway. I told him I would only do his back...but he's a HAIRY BACKED BEAST so it was NOT very pleasant. But I did the best I could and he seemed to like it a lot. Then clingy Dom had to go work, so I decided it was my turn, and I asked for a massage. This Dom guy named Pete came over and took me by the hand, and led me into the massage table area. He told me to undress completely, he got some oil, and proceeded to massage my back, shoulders, and all over. Eventually after I became a complete wet noodle, he had me flip over to do my front. He whispered in my ear, "Real massage therapists would never even go NEAR your breasts, but would you allow me to?" and I said, "Sure." So he massaged them, pinched the nipples a bit, which I love, and then just kept rubbing me all over, and THEN he did my FEET---I very nearly had an orgasm from it---I mean I NEVER get foot massages, and when he did that, I was completely turned on to the point of cumming...it was THAT GOOD. So then he let his finger do the walking, down below, and when he felt how wet I was getting, he didn't ask, he just inserted his finger and let me have the release...and it was AWESOME. Those other volunteers around us said afterwards, "Damn, your massage sounded like it was pretty good, huh?" (I guess I was moaning a bit...ahem). The clingy Dom had stuck around, before leaving for work, watching me...and he commented, "Wow, it sounded like you were gettin' it ON back there." I just giggled and said, "No, just enjoying the foot massage." Well, after the massage had ended, I gave another coupon to this Pete guy and thanked him.

Then he had to go to work, poor thing, and I was off to the pool. I had been to the pool the day before and LOVED the naked part, but the water was COLD...so again, I got naked, and decided "TO HELL WITH IT," and jumped in---ya know how your heart kinda skips a beat or two now and then? Well, when you jump into a cold body of water, (and I'm from Michigan remember, so I've done this all my life), my heart stopped for a few minutes because I froze my ASS off, and my nipples were so hard they ached the whole time, but I like that sort of thing---so I stayed in the water as long as I could stand it, floating around on a raft, and just soaking up some sun....BLISS, ABSOLUTE BLISS to walk around naked everywhere, and swim naked, and just be one with the universe like that...that has to be my favorite part of camp, just being naked, and FREE. God I loved that. I think I am going to be a nudist now.

So then I washed my hair and had to go to this "worship the male appendage" class... but alas, the penis clingy Dom was working, so I didn't know if they would allow me to attend or not without one. As luck would have it, Pete was still there!! So I asked him if he "knew of any penises about that might be able to help a poor subbie girl like me out." And of course, knowing he would, he happily volunteered. I said, "But I don't think they will let me redeem that coupon during class..." hehehe

The class began and it was being taught by 2 gay guys, who were partners. Everybody in the class (and there were about 15 couples and one guy by himself), was completely NAKED, and we had to sit with the man's legs straddling ours, so our naughty bits were very close together on the mat. Then the gay instructor proceeded to show us that there's SO MUCH MORE to a handjob than simply going up and down!! Now, I don't often get asked for handjobs, so I figured this would be good for me to learn. I am SO GLAD I attended this class, it was FUN and I LOVED IT! I grabbed hold of Pete's willy and practiced all the awesome tricks that we were being taught, and then at one point towards the end, I raised my hand and the instructor called on me, so I asked, "What if I decide to use something OTHER than my hand?" and I put my NIPPLE on his willy, rubbing it around---to which, of course, Pete moaned and writhed---and the instructor put both his hands up in the air and yelled "YAYYY! NIPPLE PENIS PLAY!! GO FOR IT!!" and everybody laughed...

We were all given a bottle of coconut oil, and it was warmed in the microwave...then I learned how to do the "lemon squeeze," the "orange squeeze," the "champagne bottle," the "rainbow," the "twist," the "rock around the clock," pulling slightly on the pubic hair, different ball massage and scratching techniques, and prostate massage as well. I swear Pete very nearly LEVITATED off the mat...it was so cool!!
I could not WAIT to get home and do these things to Peter, which I did yesterday. (Confession: the Pete Dom guy actually got more enjoyment out of it than Peter did). When the class ended, the Pete Dom guy sat up, and planted the biggest hottest sexiest KISS on me, and when he let me come up for air I yelled to the instructor, "Ok how do you turn it off?!" hehehehehe...I also learned that when a man reaches orgasm, it is DIFFERENT from him reaching ejaculation--they are not one and the same---but when either thing happens, you can KEEP GOING---but I raised my hand to ask, "Doesn't the penis get too sensitive and won't that HURT them if you keep going after an orgasm?" However, the gay instructor said, "Honey, does it hurt YOU when he keeps going after YOU orgasm?" I said, "Hell no!" so he says, "Same with men, they've been TAUGHT that it is too much, that they should not WANT or NEED more than just the one release, but in truth, they can take as much as you give 'em, so KEEP GOING AND GOING like the energizer bunny and they will LOVE YOU FOR IT."

MMMuuuuhahahahahaha....so now, look out men, I am armed and dangerous!!! WOO HOOOO!!!
After class, I bribed the instructor and bought a bottle of coconut oil. *wink!*

Of course, in the MIDDLE of this class, while Pete is writhing and moaning, I look up at a shadow that came over me, and the clingy lost puppy Dom was standing there, with a horribly hurt look on his face, and he interrupted the entire class by saying, "Oh, I thought I was going to be here..." to which I answered, "You were working silly, I had to have a penis..." and he turned tail with his head down and sulked out of the room. I was so mortified and embarrassed, and felt like I had crushed him. I had told Pete that that guy might show up at some point, so sure enough he did. GODDAMMIT. I wanted somebody to tackle him to the ground and tie him down awhile to leave me the hell ALONE.

Someone actually DID tie a guy down to stakes on the ground, with a sign that said PUBLIC TOILET near him, and many people came over to pee on the guy!! He later said to me, "Not only was I MARINATED, but then the shade disappeared and the sun came out full force, so I was also BAKED!" EWWWWWW. That's all I can say to THAT. But hey, ok, it's CAMP, so anything goes, and since urine is sterile, I say, whatever works for you honey. Enjoy.

One other thing I decided to try was suspension. I've never been suspended in mid-air before, wearing bondage. So the cute military Dom guy decided that's what he wanted to do with me at the dungeon. I first watched a couple of skinny chicks being suspended, and it looked easy and fun, though a little scarey. BUT, I have vertigo. And I have diabetes. And I have high blood pressure. Those variables combined can lead to a rather negative experience, and that's what I was most afraid of. I tend to get numb quickly in my arms, fingers and feet. When that happens, I tend to feel panic, and that cuts through the breathing and the focus of the whole headspace thing, and it just doesn't work. It's annoying as fuck to me, when that happens. Well, he knew all that, when he began getting me wrapped in rope.

Then he put one leg behind me, he said he was going to hogtie me with my hands behind my back, with an ANAL HOOK inserted into my butt. I was FREAKING OUT about all that, I mean this was only my FIRST TIME doing this...and that seemed a bit extreme. I mean I could be hogtied and anal hooked on the GROUND sure, but in the AIR?! The pressure of the rope while being lifted is something I wasn't sure I could handle for very long. I had a blindfold on too. So he lifts me up in the air finally after all that time-consuming preparation, and do you know that camera angle in scarey movies that elongates so it feels like a hallway is super long? That's kinda how it feels when you're suspended---at least that's how I felt. I may have only been 2 feet or 8 feet up, but it FELT like 50 or 100 feet...and I started to get dizzy...and then my hands went numb...and then all my focus and breathing just failed, and I started to hyperventilate and I couldn't breathe, and I panicked. So he had to let me down and untie me quickly, as I started to cry.

I knew at that point, I had blown it with the cute military guy. He probably wouldn't want to play with me anymore.

I was right, despite his pep talk and hugs and reassurance, he avoided me the rest of the time at camp. I had even given him another BJ coupon to make up for it, but he never came to me to redeem it. SIGHHH. I made him look bad, I guess, to the other people in the dungeon. I mean, Dom's are super uber sensitive to that sort of thing, I mean I was crying and panicked, but it reflects badly on HIM and he is the one who gets BLAMED when something goes wrong like that, so I can understand his avoidance.

Aryan avoided me the whole weekend too, and he's the schmuck who invited me. Nice. I even walked up to him, gave him a hug, and said, "Hiiii, you still LOVE ME right? I am your favorite pain in the ass, right?" And he pushed me away and said, "Pain in the ass is right" and walked away. Then another time, I said, "Hey do you have room on your dance card for me?" But he said, "Dance card is full all weekend." and walked away. I felt so rejected by him all weekend, it was really upsetting to me. I don't think he'll ever play with me again, and I just don't understand WHY. The thing is, he's a Dom, so he KNOWS he is rejecting me deliberately and he KNOWS how upset that makes me feel. He just doesn't care. And for somebody who was such a close friend for so many years to do that to me, I just don't understand why.

So...Doms avoiding me, Doms clinging to me, and I was a horny beast all weekend, without anybody to really PLAY with. I even tried using my hitachi wand at one point in the cabin, but it didn't do a thing for me. So I gave up.

But, I more than made up for all the horniness yesterday with Peter, so I'm good now.

I'll think of more stuff to write about in the next few days I'm sure, but this is all tht I can think of right now. All I can say is, I will be back next year!!

Until next time...

--Sassy Girl