What a crazy wonderful week! Let’s see if I can remember it all….
I arrived on Tuesday at around 3. I’m lucky I didn’t get into an accident or get stopped by the police because I’m pretty sure I was speeding most of the time. I couldn’t help it! I was so excited for the week to start. Besides being a little stressful and WAY too long, the trip went well.
Most of Tuesday was spent packing and organizing for camp. Uncle Denny changed my diaper quite a few times. Each time he made me cum. It was hard to get there the first time. I was nervous and just plain not used to cumming without the use of a vibrator. I didn’t think I could do it but, somehow, it happened and it only got easier from then on. He made me feel sexy and special each time he did it. Later that night we went to dinner where I ate some fabulous Cajun food.
Just before bed, Uncle Denny gave me a small enema to clean me out. When I first came into the room I noticed a bedpan under the table. I was terrified that he’d make me use it. Using the toilet was bad enough. Luckily, that wasn’t in his plans. He sent me to the bathroom after giving me the enema and stood there to watch. I couldn’t do it with him there though! I was mortified. Thankfully he gave me some privacy but I was still feeling uneasy about him being around.
At bedtime, Uncle Denny put me in the crib and bound my hands in some big white bondage mitts and then tied my feet to the corners of the bed. The mitts put me right into that little headspace. I loved them! He placed a nifty little pacifier in my mouth that constantly dripped water. He also inserted an enema tube and let it loop out of the leg of my diaper to be used later.
I felt completely helpless. I thought it would be hard to fall asleep but I must have been pretty tired because it didn’t take long. I’m sure the benedryl helped. I couldn’t sleep while the pacifier was dripping though. I ended up sucking on it until the water was gone before falling asleep. I wonder now if there’s a way to slow down the flow.
I remember waking up a couple of times during the night and seeing Uncle Denny standing there. I found out later that he woke up every hour or so to come check on me. I thought that was very sweet of him. I felt safe knowing that he was there. In the wee hours of the morning he came in and gave me the enema, slipped the tube out of me, and left me there.
I was stuck, helpless and unable to change anything. I held the enema for what seemed like forever. In reality, it didn’t take long before my stomach started to cramp up. I panicked a little. I didn’t want to do it! I was embarrassed. I considered making enough noise to have Uncle Denny come up and free me. Instead, I gave in to it. I had no other choice but to wet and mess my diaper.
When I woke up in the morning, Uncle Denny came in and cleaned me up. I was so embarrassed because I knew the diaper had leaked. I had tried to get the mitts off before he came in so I could take care of the diaper myself but I wasn’t able to. I was relieved to see no real look of disgust or shock on his face when he took care of it. When he was done cleaning me up, he brought me to the bathroom for a bath.
I thoroughly enjoyed the bath…more than I thought I would. It felt WONDERFUL to have my hair and body washed. I could have played in there for hours. The bubbles that were created by the jets were so much fun. I dove headfirst DEEP into little headspace. If I were with a Daddy who I felt very comfortable with, I would have probably been giggling and splashing and really getting into it. I always seem to hold back when I’m around other people though. It takes me a long time to feel comfortable enough to let the real little girl come out. She can be so shy sometimes.
For the rest of the day we packed the car and ran some errands. Uncle Denny told me that I kept flashing him when I got in and out of the car. I honestly had no idea. I thought I was actually doing a pretty good job of being discreet. I ended up getting a bit of a thrill from knowing that people might be seeing the diaper.
Campity camp, campity camp! Thursday finally arrived! I never thought it would. We started packing as soon as we woke up and headed out. We ended up leaving a little too early so we stopped at a gas station on the way for some coffee. Bethie and I were dressed in these cute little matching dresses with bows in our hair. A lady who worked at the counter stopped us and said, “We were just talking about you girls! Look what you’re wearing. What is this for?” We laughed and bethie told her that we had just been shopping. Eeeep!
Finally it was time to head to camp. We pulled in to see a few friendly faces already waiting and signs welcoming us home. We said our hellos, signed up for chores, signed our waivers, and received our lanyards and nametags then headed to our cabins. I was in cabin ABCD, the littles cabin. We joked about ABCD standing for adult babies and cross dressers. I helped unpack Uncle Denny and bethie’s stuff and then I unpacked my own as more and more people trickled in to the cabin.
We were here! After we were done unpacking, we went swimming. Baby Richard had brought a bunch of blow up swim toys to play with which was so much fun. Up until camp, I had never been swimming naked before. It felt great! I felt so free. Then Brett (Mister) showed up at the side of the pool. I quickly brought him up to the cabin to get naked so he could come play with us. It wasn’t long before we had to leave the pool though because the sun was starting to get to us.
At this point, Chrissy had asked me several times to do “her scene” with her so I headed up to the cabin to help her out with that. I had been dreading this scene for weeks. I didn’t want to do it because I’m not a top. Right up to the last minute before the scene, I was going back and forth on whether or not I should do it. I really had to talk myself into it. I’m glad I finally did it though because it wasn’t as bad as I thought it would be. I actually really enjoyed making her happy. I discovered that I could easily slip into the role of a service top and be ok. I think it would depend on the scene but it’s nice to know that I can be somewhat switchy. Funny, the things you learn when you push your boundaries.
The rest of camp is somewhat of a blur. I remember what happened but not when.
A couple of diaper changes later and a wonderful dinner in the mess hall brought me to an impact play scene. Uncle Denny brought me to the dungeon at the top of the hill called Heaven where only one or two other people were playing at the time. He had me lie over a spanking bench but didn’t bind my hands to it. I thought this was strange at first but I ended up really enjoying having the freedom to move and fight a bit. I never thought I was a fighter but it seemed to bring another level of play to the scene. Then he started to spank me and flog me and use a single tail on me. It started out light but quickly progressed to something more. I wouldn’t cry though!
Uncle Denny said I was being stubborn. That’s when he really started trying hard to make me cry. It ended up being so painful that I started to hit him in the leg and kick out a bit and scream. He pushed me….”Go on little girl, hit me! Come on. Cry!” he said. For some reason, this made me angry. I wasn’t angry with HIM though…not at all. I don’t know who or what I was angry with. This sounds strange but it felt good to be angry. I’m never angry even though there are people in my life who I should be angry with. Finally, I gave in and cried. I had run through every emotion possible at this point and the only one left was whatever I was feeling at the end of that scene. I can’t even describe what that feeling was. Perhaps it was pure submission….that acceptance of fate.
Maybe I enjoyed this pain so much because I felt strong being able to work through it and pushing myself to accept more and more. Maybe I enjoyed it because the physical pain stood for the emotional hurt that I felt growing up and it gave me a chance to work through that. Maybe it was as simple as enjoying the endorphin rush. Whatever the reason, I loved this scene. I loved being able to submit and let go of everything. I felt vulnerable, exposed, raw….but also loved, cared for, and safe. It was such a strange mix of emotions. It was cathartic…heavenly. It was almost like having an out of body experience. It felt like I was being enveloped in a warm hug. Nothing mattered anymore. It was wonderful!
Uncle Denny held me as I cried in his arms. He told me he loved me and that I was safe with him and I believed it. It felt fabulous. After I was done recovering, it was bethie’s turn and I watched as she went through the same process….most likely dancing with her own demons, as I did.
On Friday, I went to a touch class that Uncle Ed taught. I was nervous to touch all of these strangers at first but it didn’t take long before I was getting into it. It got easier and easier with each person who went up to be touched. I always believed that all humans are beautiful in their own way but this class gave me a newfound appreciation for the human body. We started to run out of time toward the end so I ended up being one of the people in a larger group being touched by the people who already had their turn. It felt so nice to be touched. One lady whispered beautiful words into my ear as she touched me. She later approached me and told me how beautiful she thought I was. I felt so warm, both inside and out. I appreciated her words so much. Wow! It’s amazing what a simple statement can do. She doesn’t realize how deeply she touched me.
As the day wore on, I watched Fort Awesome be built from the ground up. Almost every little at camp had their hands on this project at one point or another. I joined in on the painting for a little while. I think I ended up painting more people than fort but it was still a lot of fun. I left handprints all over Mako’s chest and on the back of Patrick’s diaper. They both looked very pretty when I was done with them. Anyway, the fort looked great in the end. It could be seen from anywhere you stood at camp. I spent some time playing with Richard’s big bouncy balls in there on Saturday. I was surprised at how durable it ended up being. I can’t wait to see what the gang will come up with next year. I heard rumors of habitrails running through camp. Sounds like fun!
At some point, Tom and I went to a pony class together. I had always wanted to try pony play but never had the opportunity. I never thought I would be able to get into the pony headspace but I slipped right into it as soon as Adelasia took the reins. It felt awesome! I could see myself really letting go if I were training and not just trying things out. I could see that Tom really got into it as well. His eyes started to roll back in his head when the bit was put in. What a blast! I’m so glad I had the chance to try it.
After the pony class, Tom let me try his tens unit. I had always been curious about this little device. I had seen it being used on others but I never got to feel it myself. What a strange feeling. It was painful….but not really stingy….it felt kind of like a deep pinch in a way. He started saying things like “You just have to deal with this pain a little longer. It helps little girls feel better.” I really enjoyed how he talked to me. He’s very good at playing the “big” role even though he’s a little himself. When we were done with that, I changed his diaper. He told me he had never been changed before. It felt good to be the first one to do that. I changed a couple of diapers at camp…Mako, Chrissy, and Tom. I had never changed a diaper before camp. So many firsts.
During breakfast one morning, Mister and Tom talked about trying water boarding. Later that day, Tom and I met up with Mister to do it. We were just walking up to Mister when, all of a sudden, Tom had a hood over his head and his hands held behind his back. I was scared for him! I followed in silence behind the gang watching for any sign of distress. When they got to the dungeon called Limbo, Tom was placed on this table that tilted backwards and then had water poured over a pillowcase that was placed over his face. I was terrified at this point! I was moments away from stopping the scene or at least telling Mister to take it easy when Tom stopped the scene himself. I found out later that they had discussed everything before doing the scene. I didn’t think they had talked about it at all since breakfast. I’m glad I stayed out of it.
Saturday brought my own kidnapping. I was driving my taxi when someone asked me to switch carts. Me and my passengers got off the cart and headed for the new taxi. Before I realized what was going on, I had a hood over my head and was being dragged by 5 people through headquarters to the spanking bench by the pool. I had my diaper, tights, and the rest of my “little” outfit removed. I couldn’t believe this was happening in front of EVERYONE! I didn’t have much time to think about it though because I was being forced onto the bench. Then, 5 people had their way with me using all sorts of toys. Someone kept pushing my head down which REALLY turned me on. I love brute force like that. It’s such the polar opposite of who I am though which confuses the heck out of me. I still wasn’t crying despite the white-hot pain that I was feeling. Finally Uncle Denny encouraged me to just let go so I did. I’m sure I could have gone on longer because the emotion that I felt in the scene on that first night just wasn’t there for some reason but I’m a good girl so I did what Uncle Denny asked.
The aftercare ended up being fun too! It was almost like a whole other scene in itself because I had 3 different people tickling me. I wonder what it would be like to do a real tickling scene. Tickling can be not so fun after a while which is what would worry me. Anyway, I felt so pretty and sexy lying in that oasis with 3 men looking down on me. They talked about their age compared to mine but their age didn’t matter to me. I felt so loved!
Friday night, I did a medical scene with Uncle Denny. He brought be back up to Heaven and laid me on the table. First he gave me a saline injection on the side of each thigh. One of the injections bled…and I kinda liked it. Blood is so pretty….ruby red and shiny. I always thought that blood was kind of squicky, until I saw my own. I don’t think I’ll ever be one of those people who plays with their blood and spreads it all over the place but I do think it’s kinda hot…not in a sexual way but….oh I don’t know.
After he stopped the bleeding, he put a couple of needles in my chest and one through each nipple. Bethie was helping at first but had to leave after the nipple needles were started. Hehe. I love needles. They give me such a wonderful endorphin rush without huge amounts of pain. I like pain but sometimes it’s nice to get the same reaction with less effort. Needles send me flying high right away. I’d like to try a longer needle scene sometime…one with more needles, maybe on my back. I’d also like to try one of those “buttons” that I’ve seen Gazer do. I’m kind of scared to see what it feels like though. Eeek!
After that, Uncle Denny put a catheter in me, diapered me, and sent me to bed. I didn’t end up going to bed right away though. I ended up having my diaper changed by Matt and Chrissy in the movie room. They triple diapered me and then we snuggled for a little while. I love snuggling (I’m beginning to think I love TOO many things. Hehe). Matt was pretty good at being a big too.
During one of the meals, Chrissy strapped me into her high chair down in the mess hall and Tom put his bondage mitts on me. I was helpless. I had to let Chrissy feed me. At first she wanted to feed me baby food and charge people “camp money” to feed me but I said no. Being fed regular food by her was tough enough for me. I definitely had to work through some feelings of fear and humiliation during that meal. Eventually, I stopped thinking about everyone else in the mess hall and I actually had a good time.
At another point, I found myself bound into the stroller for the pony show. I was helpless….again! How do I always find myself stuck in these situations? Again, I was embarrassed and dealt with some feelings of fear and humiliation but I enjoyed myself. I really loved watching Uncle Ed’s drunken pirate show and the dead pony show. “In just seven days, I’m going to make you a….pony, pony, pony, pony.”
Sunday afternoon, I got to try fire play with RS. What an amazing scene. I had always wanted to try fire play and I finally had the chance. I’m so glad I got to try it with RS too. He was wonderful….very sweet. It was the most relaxing scene I’ve ever been a part of. It was quiet in the room, neither of us spoke much, and the fire warmed my body and relaxed my muscles. I really enjoyed when he bounced the fire off of my nipples. That was a lot of fun! It was unfortunate that we had to end the scene early because they were starting a class in the dungeon. We decided to spend some time snuggling before we left though. It felt so good to do that. Did I mention that I love to snuggle?
On Sunday night, I got together with Mister to do a scene that we had been talking about for a while. He’s still very new so I taught him how to use the tools he brought and explained to him what I was feeling with each blow. He caught on pretty quickly and I had a good time. The scene ended with a few orgasms produced by an eroscillator.
Soon after finishing the scene with Mister, I got to be robo-fucked by Master Ben. Wow! Just Wow! There really are no words to describe how I felt during this scene. I had at least 4 people standing around me with this reciprocating saw pounding away and a Hitachi wand being held to my clit. I was NOT in that room for very long. I don’t know where I went but I was flying away somewhere else. I felt FANTASTIC!! I don’t think I’ve ever had that many orgasms in my entire life combined. It just kept coming and coming (no pun intended…ok, maybe a little). I really hope I didn’t interrupt too many scenes with my cries and moans. It took me a LONG time to come down from that scene.
Believe it or not, I ended up going back to my cabin where Chrissy and Tom made me cum some more just by playing with me in the middle of a diaper change. Thumper was lying on the next bed over and kept talking about girl cooties. I guess he was a little disturbed by it all but I think he still had fun. He didn’t seem TOO traumatized. It was hilarious. I couldn’t believe I had TWO men playing with me and having such a ball with it! It was such an amazing, delightful, unexpected night of fun.
Other random little things from camp…I drove the taxi twice for chores. It took me a while to get good at it. I almost ran over a few people but I managed to keep everyone alive. I also cathed Chrissy, which was another first for me. Doing new things is getting easier and easier. I was proud of myself to have done that. Uncle Ed told me that I was beautiful and sweet. He ended up giving me his GIANT teddy bear (George) on the last day. I always wanted a bear like that. These two events were a huge compliment to me. I was grateful that Uncle Denny showed me the fireflies dancing across the field on Sunday and the stars lighting up the night sky. That image will stay in my mind forever. It was beautiful….magical.
Monday was tough. We all packed up and headed back home. Goodbyes seemed to last forever and I STILL didn’t get to say goodbye to everyone I wanted to….including my Tom. When we got home, we unpacked, had some munchies, and watched a movie. Then Uncle Denny gave both bethie and I a much needed massage, which felt simply wonderful.
All in all, camp was everything I thought it would be and more. I was a little overwhelmed at times with the number of people who wanted to play with me but also felt incredibly honored and thankful. I began to wonder if I was looking like a slut though. I was eventually able to shake it all off and just enjoyed myself. I formed so many great friendships. I learned a lot about myself, about what I can do, and about what I like and don’t like. I learned that I AM a beautiful and sexy woman. I CAN be a service top. I like blood and fire and the tens unit. I like swimming naked. I like BEING naked. I learned that friends can sometimes closer than family. I learned that I can love MANY people and that I DO love many people and that many people love me. I also learned that I am a kinky ageplay and nothing is ever going to change that. I have accepted that this is who I am and who I will always be. This is my life! This is what I do. This is what I live for. Camp is home and the people who went there are my family.
