Just when you think you’ve seen / heard it all…
Whew! I go to some pretty wild, wonderful & weird events through out the year but I can say for a fact that there is NOTHING that even remotely resembles camp! I think I have attended seven out of eleven Leather Retreat camps and can honestly say that just when I think I have seen or heard it all, someone at camp surprises me with something totally new.
Camp is pretty much an anything goes environment and as I explained in my earlier post, there are a bare minimum of rules so pretty much all is fair and game between consenting adults. I have seen and participated in some pretty bizarre stuff by many people’s standards: slave auctions, human pony shows, staged kidnappings with “forced gang bangs”, interrogation scenes that leave the captive whipped bloody, mock crucifixions and so much more that it can boggle the mind. Last year I was impressed by hearing that they were pouring entire bottles of rubbing alcohol over folks, lighting them on fire and then pushing them in the pool! Like wow! That’s pretty hot stuff!
But this year’s “cake” undoubtedly has to go to Femcar who cheerfully explained to me that the sutures holding together a five inch gash in her hip were a result of her playmate dubbed “Hannibal the Cannibal” having surgically removed a chunk of her flesh and cooking it like a delicacy then serving it to them both with a nice glass of wine just as his namesake had done in “Silence of the Lambs”.
Gulp, ummm yeah, that definitely wins the prize for most intense and unusual kink scene I have ever heard of at camp to date. I recall doing my best to not let my jaw drop to the floor of the pavilion and appear utterly shocked or appalled as she explained this all to me with a gleam in her eye. I was actually fascinated to be honest in a morbid sort of way and even though I don’t see myself negotiating a flesh eating scene anytime soon I cannot honestly say that it doesn’t turn me on just a little bit to think about devouring just a little bit of a loved one’s flesh.
I mean think about it for a second; what an intensely intimate offering that would be, to offer your very flesh to your Mistress (or Master) not just to torment and tease but to actually devour, to literally consume and make you a part of her. If you were truly devoted to someone heart and soul, wouldn’t it be just a teeny bit sexy to know that a part of you was being broken down and used to nourish every cell in their body? And that you would bear a permanent mark to show that you belonged to her. Yes, I admit it, I do find the thought arousing on some deeply twisted level. But that probably has to do a little bit with Master R of La Domaine Esemar planting a seed when we first met by having me read a story called “Master Biting” that he wrote that scared the hell out of me while totally making me wet.
It seems that with somethings that are on the outer fringes of kinkdom, I am can be quite taken back the first time I hear it .. and then if I hear someone else doing it, perhaps a sightly different way it sort of helps to validate the notion and allows me to look at it again in a different light or from a new angle. Perhaps the first hearing of it plants the seed but often that seed doesn’t really take root until I have seen other examples of what that can look like fully “fleshed out” as it were.
I distinctly remember being quite shocked the first time I was introduced to the Dolcett girls gynophagia section (although some of the asphyxiation drawings still make pretty interesting “wank material” for me). The general theme is of absolutely beautiful women not just willingly but enthusiastically participating in their own impalement on a spit and being roasted alive so that their daddy or husband or even neighbors can enjoy the feast.
Yeah, OK .. sick, twisted, perversion of a truly insane variety and the first time I saw those drawings I felt a little ill. But I do adore breath play which is Dolcett’sother major theme so the lure of that particular brand of porn brought me back to the site again and again until I did on occasion find myself perusing the spitted, roasted pen & ink gals who were willingly, almost gleefully offering everything they had, including their very flesh to please the ones they serve.
At some point I also discovered Muki’s Kitchen where they stage beautiful photo shoots depicting all sorts of tasteful cannibalistic fun & games with some of the most well known bondage models in the industry! They actually have an extensive and impressive number of free photos but ask that you not post them anywhere else so please do feel free to click and peek at who’s cooking in Muki’s Kitchen. ;) One of my favorites is posted here with permission!
Anyway, so I started to realize that there seemed to be more people that shared or at least toyed with this fantasy than I had realized, and yeah I know it is seriously twisted and like I said, I have no plans to chomp an actual bite out of anyone anytime soon but I absolutely have found more than just the slightest glimmer of sexy in the fantasy of it and wanted to share. So on that note I will leave you to your Independence Day celebrations … enjoy your barbecues! 
I made it home from camp Monday late afternoon or early evening and my sweet Brett and slave Tom unloaded all of the gear from the car and spent the next hour or so helping me put pretty much all of it where it belonged. I was really grateful for that because I was damn tired and camp is a very heavy packing event. 
Brett and I were once again in the Polymorph Perversions cabin (my third time, his second) with 13 other people. Our cabin Hostess Julie aka “Wild Thing” is a fun loving and very sexy swinging spirit! That girl takes her play very damn seriously and let me tell you, she knows how to party! She brings a portable hot tub to camp with her complete with several free standing awnings and a massage table that we set up on the lawn outside the cabin for au-natural “fuck fests”. 
Leather Retreat is unlike any other event I attend throughout the year in that there are almost no rules at camp. Basically, the most important things to remember are: there is no gential nudity alowed in the dining room. I think that is simply a health code thing. Topless is fine, but either sex has to be somewhat covered on the bottom even if it is only a thong or a very short skirt with no panties. :) 
And you are also not allowed to fuck in the pool but I think that is more about containing body fluids than anything else. Oral sex is permitted as long as you swallow. 
So umm yeah, pretty damn liberal event huh? They let us pretty much self regulate as far as the dungeon parties go. I do not recall seeing a DM (dungeon monitor) any night in any of the playspaces. There were three main one by the way. The “dungeon” is pictured here empty but you have to imagine it lined with dungeon furniture on both sides: suspension frames down the center, a wax and fire play corner set up with several tables, and spanking benches and other cool and unique pieces scattered about here and there.
The barn and the pavillion (pictured right & below) are also set up with some great pieces of bondage furniture but don’t see as much action as the dungeon so they are great spaces to go if you want to do a semi privte scene. One cool new feature this year was that the camp DJ broadcast different types of mixes into the different spaces for the evenings! I really enjoyed that concept and felt it was rather sweet to be able to either go to a space with a music feel that matched your mood or to at least have a heads up as to what sort of music was going to be playing in the space you were planning to play in.
OK that is enough out of me for one day.. I have some more errands to run and a massage to get to (I could really use that right about now, my back and feet are sore from walking all over camp hauling gear!) I will post some more adventure reports from camp in the coming days!! In the mean time.. it’s good to be home and settling back in for a bit! Hugs to all .. Suze 
