I'm still not sure my brain is functioning that well, but I'm going to try and post about my experience at Ardent anyway.
Of course, as always, there was the pre-party ritual of me driving around lost. I swear I need a Garman. For a pagan, I have absolutely no sense of direction and what I do have is most likely ass-backwards at best.
The event took place in a huge camp that is located in a beautiful, serene area. It was simply amazing and I'm hoping to get back to that site frequently. There were several different groups spread out across the camp including pagans who celebrated Mabon by drumming and chanting through the night; it added a very special, mystical feeling to everything.
I wasn't as nervous meeting a new group of folks as I usually am because I was there with a couple from my 'home' group. The couple, whom I will call Daig (the master) and Danae (slave), are also members of Ardent; they were very generous and hospitable the entire time, going out of their way to introduce me to the group members and check in with me to make sure I was comfortable.
I've been talking with Daig and Danae since the first play party I attended in June. They are an awesome couple, whom I am blessed to call friends. Amidst all of our conversations, there has been some sharing of thoughts about what all of us are looking for as they are interested in adding a third to their mix. At this time, I'm not sure where I stand regarding being a third, not even sure that polyamory is a fit for me personally, but I do know that both Daig and Danae are wonderful friends who've been more than tolerant of my 'meh's' and other crazy, highly annoying shit. Oy.
People were scening a bit here and there. One woman was giggling as she was being beat which I loved! Oh, I wish I giggled like that during a scene! It's adorable and wonderful to hear.
Most of the folks were naked or wore sarongs, a kind of thin material you wrap around yourself. Daig and Danae actually let me borrow one of their sarongs which I wore most of the time I was there. It was very comfy and I intend to buy one for myself very soon.
With all the nakedness, I got to see some lovely, perky tits. Oh, those were the days I remember well. Sighs...I also saw a humongous cock; it's no wonder that guy walks around naked. I've heard rumors that he's gay, but still, what a yummy sight.
I got to meet several folks I've been curious about, folks who I've spotted on FetLife. Included in that group is a man who has years of experience and is Master to a leather family. I was thrilled to meet him and even more thrilled when he gave a demo of water torture to our group. If I was single, as in having no dependent children to care for, I'd be petitioning to join his house. I know he'd be an excellent trainer and mentor who would teach me a great deal.
I also got to meet Jay Wiseman and Jack Rinella. Fucking eh! Jay smelled good and Jack has a very hairy chest (more yummy); those are my expert submissive perspectives on both men. Jay and Jack were actually presenting workshops for another bdsm group who chose to also have their campout on the same day as Ardent. Enough said.
After dusk, I ended up in a scene with Daig and Danae. It, of course, was different than what I've previously experienced with Rowan and Willow. There was very little stingy stuff this time, but a lot of heavy flogging instead. It felt awesome, though I think it and/or the subsequent wax play (first time evah!) contributed to my body being 'done' playing after our 90 minute scene ended. It was sort of like my little nerve endings had shorted out or something. I felt great, but I didn't want to scene anymore even though there was at least one other person present that I wanted to scene with. I think I'm already in some kind of subdrop thing too, as I'm feeling terribly tired already and not buzzed as I've been before. No depression has set in, which is wonderful.
Oh, there's more to say, but the damnable sleepies are creeping up on me. I've got lots on my mind and will try to post again in a couple days.
ekahra by night fate
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