My first Play Picnic
Well, i went to my first play picnic over the weekend. i can say that i did two play partys (unless you count the multiple impromptu invites to others’ houses for chat and play) and one picnic. i’ll be okay at SPANK…right?
It was, overall, a decent experience. i knew about half of the people there; which meant i had a few more to get to know. i think i could have done a better job of that though. i could have mingled more; chatted more. i didn’t. i just kept thinking how wonderful it would be to wear rope, to try out some of the stations, to do something. i was excited, and looking forward to all of this way too much i think. i somehow jinxed it.
For one thing, it was very cold. i’m thinking that the high temperature was around 62 F. That’s a little too chilly for me to enjoy being beat without clothes and/or a blankie. Another thing is that i was, once again, reminded that Alderon does not play in public. If there are 2-4 people, He says that He would be okay. i don’t recall ever really testing that theory though – oh wait…yes i do. He had a full scene with me in front of one other person. He’s done a couple of wacks at me in front of a few others. i think i’m a bit bitter over this whole won’t-beat-me-in-public thing. i trust Him. i really like when He beats me. i have yet to find someone else who makes me feel as good. Then again, the only other people who have done anything with me were using their own implements. Alderon and i have discussed a policy of only using His/our things on me. We’ll see how that goes.
If you exclude my above bitchings though, the picnic was great!! The food was great (and you know how much i love food *smiles*). i got to get out of the house, be naked, and be around some people that i love being around. We even camped out in Alderon’s gigantic tent. OH….did i mention that i did get the TENS used on me again that evening. We had a bit of a vocal audience not too far away. Mr. B., belle, and Star weren’t too far away in their tent. We were all giggling back and forth until the TENS really got cranked. Then, i was a bit out of the world for some time. i love that thing.
He was also able to do a bit of the rope demo He kind of but not really had planned. That was an intresting experience. i don’t like it, but it’s kind of fun at the same time. i still have a very difficult time being the center of attention. It makes me very nervous, and i do some wierd, impulsive stuff. Here i am, standing in front of everyone with my hands behind me back, and He’s standing behind me talking about something. i just start groping Him through his pants. He chuckeled and said something about not needing His cock played with at the moment. i don’t remember if anyone else laughed at it. It was probably a silly thing to do, but hey; i get nervous.
i also got to be tugged around on a leash for a while. That was fun. i like stuff like that; i just don’t like to crawl around on my hands and knees. i also don’t think i could go without speaking; by communicating by animal sounds (dog, cat) only. i like to talk too much. But being able to act out some of the smaller, more animalistic tendencies that i seem to have is somehow very comforting. i’ll have to think about that. i think i read too much Laurell K. Hamilton a few years back and some of it stuck. Okay, more than some. Great; something else for me to be worrying about other people thinking is wierd.
Why can’t i be a normal kinkster? *winks*
