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My weekend at Tribal Fire.

"I need to see you do something less severe and more my speed."

The above is a quote from bootpig to me. She finds me a little scary... no... she is apparently very afraid of me.

Now, I want to put the quote in context. The above had bottomed to a scene that involved being cut many times by a knife. When I say a knife, I don't mean a scalpel or any such pansy nonsense, no, a razor sharp blade I'm one step away from being a murderer strapped onto the belt kind of knife. She then had those cuts hammered. When I say hammered, I don't mean in the colloquial "he hammered me with his fists." No. I mean the open wounds were then bashed by an honest-to-god bought in a home supply store steel hammer, resulting in blood spraying plastic sheets protecting us from them, or maybe vice versa.

And I'm the scary one????

That pretty much sets the flavor for my weekend.

I was worried about the weekend going in, as all my friends were going to be at IMsL (congrats Q!!!). So, to help tip the balance towards the fun side, I brought along my girl kathryntact, aka Girl Apertif, aka Girl Vegetable Side Dish. Such a good call. We had an amazing weekend together, full of laughs, lounging, fun and hard play, hot sex, dirty sex, and wonderful cuddling. It was a great, great, great weekend together. (Don't feel bad about those new nicknames... I flew home with the label "assmonkey" written on my arm.)

We spent a lot of time hanging out with and getting to know bootpig and whipmasterbob. This was definitely one of the greatest parts of the weekend. Two couples hanging out together, meshing together like yin and yang. With a little of Kathryn and I whispering to each other how fucking scary they are thrown in here and there. We all hit it off extremely well, and lots of laughs, play, and bewilderment was had.

My classes were great. I would estimate at least half of the attendees of my Incest Role Play class went back to their rooms to either fuck or masturbate... which is the intended goal. The caning class was unbelievably hot, and included a boy who was right up my alley (looks 16 and hairless... *moan*), and the hardest caning I have ever given Kathryn. I let the class vote on what they wanted - 101, or 201-301. There was only one vote for 101 - Kathryn of course. Her bruises were a wonderful piece of art all weekend long. Surviving Corporal was amazing - great attendees, I was on, the demo bottoms rocked, everything to perfection. And the foot torture inspired other techniques of foot play from two special attendees that made me blanche. I'm not going to even type it out here - I'm still recovering from even knowing what they did.

The hosts were wonderful. They throw a lovely, relaxing, yet intense play-filled event. The contest stuff was held off to the side so if you weren't interested in the pageantry, you could go off into the dungeons instead. I made use of that time.

I lost a few cherries this weekend. By far one of the coolest was standing on someone. As a part of a demo in a class, I was asked to put on my Wesco boots (due to their rough soles) and then stand on a bootpig lying on the floor. With some balancing assistance from the co-tops, I put one boot on her back, and one boot on her butt, and then started shifting my weight back and forth between each foot. It was a mix of surfing and sadism, and unbelievably hot. So much so that kathryntact had to try it ourselves that very evening. Much fun was had, and it will definitely happen again.

Now to end this story the way it begun. kathryntact and I watched that knife and hammer scene with a mix of fascination, dread, and lust. And we put our heads together (always a good strategy, between us we can scrounge up half a brain) and thought about what we could do. Viewing the above pair as "savages", we opted to be "pilgrims" and do our own more elegant version. We went back to our rooms, invited the savages over, and then sliced open her back with a scalpel, and then caned the marks until the far side of the bed had a drizzle of blood.



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May. 6th, 2008 06:53 pm (UTC)
By far one of the coolest was standing on someone.

That's great! I have a being basically stood on fantasy, but it involves those lovely parallel bars (like at Thunder) and the person balancing a bit using me and the bars so I can be (my face can be) completely surrounded by their bare feet. Yum...

Tribal sounds like it was a great event. We have to fix all this double booking.

Thank you for sharing. (good afternoon perk-up)
May. 6th, 2008 06:56 pm (UTC)
Incest Role Play class

Once I am no longer waddling, I'm going to have to attend this. Yep, this definitely does it for me the most. Toss in a little spanking and paddling, and telling me I'm a bad, naughty little girl, and I'm a happy Trin.
May. 6th, 2008 07:47 pm (UTC)
Ok, now all I can think about is what foot torture you could be talking about. If you feel like it, throw me a bone (in more ways than one) and give a hint to kellogg@dim.com. Thanks!
May. 6th, 2008 07:51 pm (UTC)
I teach a class on foot torture that includes techniques such as flogging, abrasion, slapping, paddling, hot wax, temperature play, bastinado/caning, singletails, and electricity.
May. 6th, 2008 07:58 pm (UTC)
And the foot torture inspired other techniques of foot play from two special attendees that made me blanche. I'm not going to even type it out here - I'm still recovering from even knowing what they did.

That's what I'm curious about.
May. 6th, 2008 08:04 pm (UTC)
Oh! I totally misread mudcub's comment. Hmm. I think I'll let her comment on that herself, if she so chooses to when reading the post/comments.
May. 7th, 2008 12:39 am (UTC)
Ummm, if I happen to be the blanching foot action chick, here's the excerpt from my LJ...

"Laughing so hard that I was dumb enough to lift up my foot for cutting. 4 cuts across the sole -- no blood. "Cut it again Daddy" says stupid pig. 4 more - no blood. Another 4 - no blood. Bad pig for hiding blood from Sir (says a cherished friend). Put my foot back down on the ground. Oh yehhhhhhhhhhhhhh, gravity. Hi blood, thank you for coming to the party. ...

Did you know if you cut the soles of your feet, when you wiggle your toes you can feel the cuts open and close? This will feel like a mouth. If you are high as a kite from hours of blood play and percussion, this will cause you to giggle madly and announce that you have a mouth in your foot. You will wiggle your toes like some crazed sock puppet and talk to people through your foot. However, when you take a shower, the multiple parallel cuts will feel like gills and as the water rushes over each cut, you'll feel the skin "flutter" in layers and it is fucking UN-NERVING and it stings. A lot."

And it was yummy. And I'd do it again. :-)
May. 7th, 2008 01:24 am (UTC)
Pig hearts Boymeat like... woe.
May. 7th, 2008 11:35 am (UTC)
(Randomly, I missed getting the chance to really get to know you this weekend. We'll have to rectify that. Sooner rather than later I hope.)
May. 7th, 2008 02:22 pm (UTC)
May. 7th, 2008 02:41 am (UTC)
add and stir
Try adding Wasabi to it. Then you can be Shark fin blood soup
May. 7th, 2008 03:19 am (UTC)
Re: add and stir
May. 7th, 2008 03:21 am (UTC)
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May. 6th, 2008 08:31 pm (UTC)
The image of you doing that to Virgil is really, really hot.
May. 6th, 2008 09:14 pm (UTC)
*blush* i'm glad You had as great a time as i did this weekend. And yes, i very much enjoyed your classes Mister Boymeat. Just meeting and talking with You was very exciting.
May. 6th, 2008 11:56 pm (UTC)
You should write me an e-mail about me caning you. What it felt like, what the experience was like for you. And quit it with the capital "Y"s in "you."

Edited at 2008-05-06 11:56 pm (UTC)
May. 7th, 2008 03:21 am (UTC)
Yes, i will write an email for you on the exquistie experience. And i'll try to not use a capital Y. ;-)
May. 6th, 2008 10:09 pm (UTC)
hehe Mister Boymeat, you're so cute noble!

I much enjoyed Tribal myself, and thank you Boymeat for selecting me to stand up in that last class. Just wish I hadn't felt so utterly outclassed by my fellow demo bottoms level of masochism. *chuckles* I loved meeting you and your girl. Can I sign up for next year if you make it please?

May. 6th, 2008 11:55 pm (UTC)
There was no outclassing whatsoever. Masochism is not a competition. One shouldn't feel like they need to be able to take as much as the other. As a sadist, I enjoy someone's pain, no matter how hard I hit them. You were great in the demo.
May. 8th, 2008 03:30 am (UTC)
feeling outclassed...
i understand how you can feel that way. i felt that way too, this weekend, even though back in our home group, Daddy and i are considered pretty hard players. this whole WEEKEND was full of folks playing harder than i've been privy to witnessing before in person. (i mean seriously.. hammers? awesome...)

i'm just really glad that it was only ME who made me feel that way, and not anyone ELSE. that was the cool part. nobody else looked at me or made me feel like they thought i was a lesser or "outclassed" player. that made it just that much easier to toss aside that feeling when daddy and i played saturday night. (i have the neatest abrasions that look like super-skinned knees, except on my butt. cool.)

*smiles* i thought you did a great job too...

Master's ~melly,
the chick in the front row.
May. 7th, 2008 02:47 am (UTC)


Balancing with Boooooooots

*sucks air through teeth*

Yum indeed.
May. 7th, 2008 03:45 am (UTC)
Wow, sounds like an amazing time!
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