Thunder In The Mountains 2011

This past weekend was Thunder In The Mountains, and I was looking forward to it with mixed feelings.  On the one hand, Masterofslavej and jenpet were coming over, on the other, I was still under the weather.  On the one hand, I was excited about the classes and shopping, on the other, I was worried I wouldn't have any energy to get through.  Ugh.

Masterofslavej and jenpet arrived a bit later than they expected to, but it was fine because it gave us a chance to run around the house and vacuum a last time.  (jenpet is allergic to kitties!  Except for me.  Because I'm lucky!  Yar!).  They showed up, and up until that point I was starved, in tummy pain (on and off, it comes in waves), and completely dead of energy.  As I heard the knock on the door, I perked up instantly.  True, I was still hungry, and my tummy bothered me for much of the convention.  Still, my energy perked up immensely and I was so excited to see them both.  We ran around the room hugging and kissing and being merry.  jenpet and Masterofslavej changed outfits a little bit, and then we all ran out the door.

Unfortunately, due to me being sick and a couple other reasons, Master and me didn't have as much time in advance to plan out our classes as we would have hoped.  Literally, ten minutes before our guests arrived we were still writing out classes down on paper.  (Who loves being last second?!  I do!).  We piled into the car, and Masterofslavej followed up with jenpet in his car.  As Master and me were driving, he gave me the confirmation of our passes being purchased to look through.  As we were looking through it I noticed that one of the pages mentioned something about a pony ring!

Freeze frame.

Master and me have played in a dungeon and also club settings publically many times.  We are not fans.  While we get lots of attention usually at said events, it feels somehow less intimate than being with your close friends at your place or theirs and doing your thing in private.  It also (to us) always seemed a bit more like the purpose was for "showing off".  Meh.  We're exhibitionists, but not because we think we're better players than other people.  More because we just plain enjoy being watched.  We don't really like a lot of the "club atmosphere attitude", so we stay away.  Makes sense.  Your kink is not my kink, and all of that jazz.  Still, before we moved we belonged briefly to a pony play group in New England.  We were just starting to get out and have fun when we had to move.  Go figure.  Because pony play is one of those kinks which (unless you have a big house or play area) you're less likely to be able to do it at home, we really enjoyed doing this with other people.  Not only that, but we just loved being around the pony crowd.  Well, since being in Colorado we've yet to discover a pony group and thus my pony play had to be put on hold for a bit.  There's no real room for lunging in our apartment.  And we don't own a cart.  When we read this, we decided we'd ask Masterofslavej and jenpet to keep a look out for a pony area at that night's play party.  If they saw anything, we were planning on going to the play party the following night.

We got out of the car, and Masterofslavej and jenpet got the stuff they needed out of their car.  We all walked into the hotel together, and registered.  We had some time before the meet and greet, so our Masters decided we should head over to the vending area for some fun.  We got to the vending area and started browsing around.  There were a couple of things we were on the look out for specifically: new bedtime cuffs for me, a nice cane or two, and an arm binder.  Well, we got two out of three and a business card.  Not too bad.  (Also, we didn't get them all that night.  Just saying.)  As we started to peruse the vending area, we came across Pony Play Ranch.  They had a lot of cool pony gear.  We got to talking about pony play, and they asked if I was into it.  Master and me both chorused an eager "Yes!" at the same time.  They told us that they had set up a cart for use in the play area, and that we were welcome to use it at the play party if we wanted.

I got excited and bounced up and down.  "OOH!  Master!!  Can we go home and get my pony tack?!"

Master told me yes, and we decided we didn't really care about the meet and greet anyway (we don't usually go to those at conventions). There was enough time to run home, get my gear, and then drive back to the convention with thirty or fourty minutes to spare.  On our way back to the convention, we saw the most glorious double rainbow I've ever seen!  Usually we have only seem a half or quarter of the "bow" of the rainbow.  But this time, as we were driving on highway with no trees or buildings in our way - we saw an entire double rainbow arch!  It was so beautiful, and I am willing to bet one of those "once in a lifetime" occurances.  I feel so happy that we got to see it.

Once we showed up we all sort of just sat around in the lobby a little bit and chatted until it was almost time for the play party.  Then, we walked back to the car to stick our phones in the car, and get our gear.  (I completely, totally, 100% understand why we couldn't take pictures in the dungeon.  Still, it did kind of stink a little bit.)  Master and me managed to stick all our pony gear in the backpack Master had brought (including his pony hat!) and we scurried along into the building.  Poor Masterofslavej had two huge bags, and it took him and jenpet a bit of grunting and work to get them into the play space.  Hell, you can't say they came unprepared though!

We got inside the area, and Master tacked me up near where Masterofslavej and jenpet were playing.  (That way, they could watch Master's bag while we went over to the pony cart.  Master had me high step all the way over to the pony area.  It sounds like that's not a lot, but the play space was huge.  Once we got there, my leggies were a bit tired already so Master took me to the "stable" and tied me up and got me some water.  Bear in mind: at this point I've eaten a couple of saltines all day.  Oh, and perhaps a banana, but mostly water.  I was hungry and sore, and didn't have my usual stamina, which isn't all that impressive to begin with.

After he watered me a little bit, he put my head gear back on and brought me to the cart.  He hitched me up to the very end of the cart and I had to use my hands a whole lot to bear most of the weight of the cart.  When I felt Master climbing into the cart, I was amazed at how heavy the whole thing felt, and I stumbled a bit as his weight shifted.  Then, I relaxed and felt a bit better as I felt him settle in completely and the weight distributed properly into the cart.  I felt like I could definitely do this.  I was eager.

Up until now, I'd had no experience as a cart pony.  Carts are not only expensive, but they do take up quite a bit of space, and Master and me have never had a yard yet.  Nowhere to put it means we had no cart.  Once Master got in, and started yelling commands to me one of the first things I heard him say was that he absolutely adored the cart and wanted one of his own.  He mentioned to me that he loved having me bring him around on the track.  Well, Master since I am sure you'll be reading this soon, I'd like you to know that I echo your sentiments.  Times ten.

My first time out as a riding pony was not graceful.  It was clunky.  It was not beautiful, it was awkward.  With Master calling out behind me about how beautiful I looked and about how great a job I was doing, I felt cheered.  I knew I didn't look like those things, but yet - his approval spured me on.  I made it around the track once that night.  Only once.  I was really glad that there wasn't the crowd that appeard the next night at that point, because it was my first time, and I know that I wasn't at my best.

Master watered me, and then he let me crawl around in the middle of the pony area, as a "riding pony" on all fours.  He didn't ride me himself, because I'm not allowed any "contact sports or impact play" at the moment.  The cart might have been pushing it a bit, but I came through unscathed and with the best experience (pony play wise) that I have had in a long time.  He let my reins fall over my back making me feel like a real riding pony, even though I didn't look like one.  One thing I really missed was my tail.  Mine came under an unfortunate mishap, and I find the butt plug ones not to be the thing I'm looking for, and have yet to find another harness compatible one that I really like yet.  I may give in and just make my own soon.

Shortly after that, we went back to where Masterofslavej and jenpet were and I laid on the ground a bit.  Masterofslavej invited me to bite jenpet's ass.  I did so with gusto, and when she cried out (knowing this would please her Master) I bit a bit deeper.  Master says he was worried that I was going to bite a chunk off.  I assure you all that nothing nearly that dramatic happened.  It was fun though.  As I pulled back, Master came over and grabbed me by my collar and I mewed out "FUN GAME!"  He giggled.  I usually yell "Fun game" when I'm having a particularly good time.  Still, there was more fun to be had the following day, so Master and me said our goodbyes, and I asked Masterofslavej to make sure that he and jenpet had enough fun for all four of us (as I was a bit sad I couldn't participate in any impact play).  He said he would, and that cheered me.  If I couldn't be hit, it made me smile knowing that jenpet would have twice the fun as usual.

We got home, and Master tucked me in.  I fell asleep but awoke a few hours later to the sounds of fun with jenpet.  I didn't know exactly what was going on, but since I had to be up very early, and couldn't really participate anyway, I decided to go back to sleep.  I've seen the pictures and videos that ensued though and it seems like everyone had a great time, which also makes me happy.

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The following morning, I was up far sooner than anyone else because I had to get up and blow dry my hair.  I'm not the type of girl who does that usually, but I had to brush and style it before we left that morning, and I didn't have two hours to sit about doing nothing.  I got up, blow dried my hair, and had some Arizona Green Tea before we all got ready to go.

jenpet and me are both not very good at riding in the car, so our Master's decided that on Saturday jenpet and me would ride to the convention with Masterofslavej, and on Sunday, jenpet would ride with me and Master.  It worked very well, and we were both very good little pets (if I do say so myself!).  Unfortunately, we ran into a bit of traffic and were about twenty minutes late to our first class.  It was one we really wanted to see, too, Fire play.  I don't remember which class Masterofslavej and jenpet went to, but I hear they enjoyed theirs as well.  Master's eyes were lit up like a kid in a candy store, and at the end of the class, on our way out, he mentioned that he can't wait to light me on fire.  Trust me.  I can't wait either.  The coolest part was that at the end of the class we all got to experience fire play for ourselves.  We all formed a line, and then there were two "givers" who gave us "receivers" a taste of the fire.  It felt and looked so cool.  Do want!  Master's going to need to order some things online specially for it though.  He can't wait.

Fire play class got out early and we had about an hour before our next class.  We opted to spend some time in the vendor area again, buying "pretties".  We started wandering around, and we ran into the Taboo Leather table.  They now have a new fan.  I loved the guy in the pig ears and snout at their table!  And he really bonded with Apple Pig.  He would hug and play with Apple Pig while we shopped, plus, a couple of times he made Apple Pig behave.  NOT an easy feat!  I am sad to say that we lost the piece of paper with his fetlife name on it.  If anyone knows it, please tell me!  I have a sad.

Outside of the cool staff at his table, we were in love with their style of wrist cuffs.  Most cuffs are done with a piece of material (be it leather, nylon, whatever the straps are made out of) which sticks off to the side of the cuff.  A bottom, with time, could easily weasel their way out.  My last set of bedtime cuffs had a place for you to tuck this piece of leather into, thus making it much harder to escape from.  Taboo Leather cuffs are made this way too.  Unfortunately, I tried all of their types on, and they were all too big.   I've never really thought of myself as having small wrists, but I guess I do!  The guy who makes the leather pieces himself came over, insisted that his universal cuffs would fit me.  He put it on me himself, and was completely shocked.  He gave me his card and told me he would be happy to make me a custom set after the show.  I left reasonably happy with that.  (Well, let's face it.  Waiting is harder than picking it up then and there.  Master and me loved his work though and were willing to wait.  Wrist cuff story TOO BE CONTINUED!)

We continued making our rounds, and Master steered me into the Eternity Collars booth.  I had no idea what he wanted there, because honestly - I already had a collar and a D ring which hangs off of it.  He made eye contact with the salesperson and asked if it was OK to try on the wrist cuffs.  I was sitting here confused as all Hell, let me tell you.  It was like Master had planned this.  He asked me if I preferred rainbow or plain silver.  I told him silver (I just think silver is so classy)!  He tried on the smallest size, and it fit!  We tried on the next size up, and I could slide right out.  The small it was, but we had to go back later and buy special rings to run rope through on it.  At that point, I realized Master was going to buy me one, and I got excited.  Butterflies ran through my stomach, and I was fighting back tears.

Then, he asked for two.

I was in shock, and could not resist the tears any more.  They were silent, joyful tears, as he smiled and locked them onto my wrists.

"Mine." he said to me.  We kissed.  It felt like there were ten pounds on each wrist, though I knew there was not.

"His."  I thought to myself.

The cuffs are something I can see all the time, though I wear my collar all the time, I can't see it usually.  It's around my neck after all.  I adore my new cuffs.  Adore them to pieces.  I don't think Master is going to be as strict about them as my collar.  Meaning, if we fly somewhere, we probably won't fret about bringing them with us like we do my collar.  Every other time though, in lieu of medical emergencies, I will wear them with pride, I know.  Sheer pride.

We bounced along and before we knew it, it was time for our next class, which was Unarmed BDSM, things you can do with just the human body.  This was a super cool class!  I think that in general (and I am in NO WAY saying we're not included, because we are) a lot of people into BDSM get caught up all the bits and bobs, and forget that you don't have to have a toy bag full of equipment in order to have a good time.  Yes, we have oodles of equipment, but it was so cool going to a class where the focus was taken away from that.  We learned a lot, and I have a secret crush on the presenter.  He makes the cutest little puppy noises when he plays with his Sir.

After that, it was time for lunch, so we called Masterofslavej and jenpet on the phone to get together.  We all opted to go to Wendy's since it was so close.  I brought in a Ginger Beer, and had maybe three or four of Master's fries.  Sad tummy was still too sad for eating.  I kept eyeing Masterofslavej's tomato, jenpet's bun, and Master's lettuce.  Silly kitty.  When I'm better I'm going to eat so much salad it'll just be ridiculous!  Mua ha ha!  Watch out Salad House!  Oh, and in case I forget to mention, this was the part of the trip where I decided it would be a fun idea to play with my Ginger Beer, and it made a huge mess all over me.  I just sat there frustratedly for a minute, letting it drip before I got up and got myself some napkins.  Masterofslavej helped and got a bunch too.  (Thank you Sir!)

We got back in the car, and went back to the convention.  (I must say, it's so fun driving with both Masters in the front and us pets in the back.  Well, at least for me it is)!

Our next class was about sadism, and it was very fun to watch.  (Well, for me it was!)  Master is (and freely admits) he is not a sadist, but a Dom, and while he enjoys giving me pain - he will never push me for the sake of pushing me.  That's why I enjoy playing with actual sadists on occasion.  It gives the masochist in me a real challenge - and she adores challenges.  Trust me.  We watched a couple of intense scenes, and I will admit I wanted to be the girl in the first scene.  What happened to her?  Well, that's a secret - I don't want to give away all the things which happened in the classes (since they weren't about me, if you understand.  It's not my scene to talk about.) maybe next year you can just come to Thunder and see some things for yourself.

Then, we had a bunch of free time before the play party that night.  We hadn't really found anything too exciting about the classes in the next slot.  I don't recall if Masterofslavej and jenpet went to any though.  I know we wandered in the vending area, and then found a place to sit and relax for a while.  We spent a lot of time laying around and relaxing, and Master bought me a couple of bananas which I managed to eat with the help of some magical Advil.  (Thank you Advil!)

Before the next play party we went to the car again, but this time Masterofslavej and jenpet managed to get a cart for their bags to bring their gear inside easily.  Apple Pig rode it down to the car, and then they piled it up with probably 2-300 pounds of gear.  (Always be prepared!)  Master had brought some toys because he said if we were going to be there for pony play we may as well do some sexy stuff too.  I didn't mind, but I was remiss that I couldn't do impact play.  I cum much faster if I can be hit.  Otherwise, we have to get more creative with the pain.

When we got to the play space, Master put me in a black cage and I was told to stay there until Masterofslavej came back from running the cart back to the hotel.  I had never been caged before and was dying to be!  It was fun in there (but a bit sticky!), and I kept looking at Master and telling him I loved him.  He whispered the same back.  After a bit he ran and told jenpet that he would watch the bags while she went to sit next to me. She came over and we kissed and then chatted a bit about how nice it is to be in a cage (she is lucky enough to have one at home)!

Then, we started playing.  I was cut, had my breasts pumped up, and Master even put our new ball gag (pictured, and 3" in width!!) in my mouth.  Short note:  I think it is funny as Hell that while my wrists and ankles are tiny, my jaw is the hugest fucking thing on the planet, and it is a struggle to find a gag large enough to restrain it.  Thank you Thunder for allowing that to happen!  Ha!   He also used Mr Softee on me, and at one point my breast pump was exchanged for some juicy blue clover clamps which I adore.  They have a nice bite, and he rattled and pulled on the chain quite a bit.  When I came eventually, it was with his thumb and forefinger pinching my nose shut, and Celia humming along on my clitoris.  I was very, very spacey afterwards.

At that point, Master walked away so that he could go get an alcohol swab to clean my cuts up and he wrapped my tigersquash around me and told me to stay put.  Masterofslavej came over (jenpet was ten feet away in both of our sights.  He would never abandon her tied to something!) and told me that if I wanted I could come over and watch him kicking jenpet.  I thought that would be fun, but he reminded me to stay put until Master got back and that Master and me could walk over together.  Right.  Yes, of course.  It's hard to think right after an orgasm.  I get so spacey and floaty.

Master came back, and rubbed my wounds with alcohol prep pads, and I was a bit anxious about how badly it would hurt.  Oddly, I barely felt it.  Maybe it wasn't so odd though, because I was running on some pretty high endorphins.  He walked me over to Masterofslavej and jenpet and we watched them have some fun for a bit.  Then, Master, Masterofslavej, jenpet, and me all moved to another place, and Master tacked me up.  We were going to do some pony play.

For those of you who don't know much about pony play, depending on your tack, it can take a while to get completely ready and tacked up.  The truth of the matter is that I have a lot of tack, and it always takes Master and me fifteen or twenty minutes to go through the entire "metamorphosis."  While I was getting suited up, someone came by and said "Ooh!  You're going to be a pony again!"  And she and the person she was with complimented me very highly on how well I had done yesterday!  They had seen me.  I felt my face flush red, and I was a bit mortified.  As I mentioned above, I knew I didn't do quite so great a job, but I also knew it was my first time out and I shouldn't be too hard on myself.  They just raved about how great I had looked and told me I was very sexy.  It really gave me an extra dose of confidence!

On our way to the pony ring, one of the people we met at fire play class stopped us and said that he had set up a fire station, and we should come on by.  It had just taken us twenty minutes to get into the gear though, so we said we'd try to swing by after.  Sadly, he had left by then.  Boo!

This time, on the way to the pony ring, Master moved quickly enough that I could trot behind him, instead of doing my high knee steps.  I like high knee steps, but the trotting makes me feel pretty because it makes all my hardware jingle. ::blush::  Once we got to the ring Master was a bit sad because we showed up when a pony was being hitched to a cart, and another pony appeared to be in line waiting.  The pony getting hitched up was a stud, though I won't use names, and nor do I know what it was anyway.  Then, there was a filly.  The filly was so cute, I thought!  I liked her gear, and though she had some back problems and couldn't do high steps, her littler steps were in perfect form, and she was just so adorable.

When we made it to the ring, Master decided to run me inside the ring while the other pony was getting hitched up.  There was time.  He had me gallop as fast as I could while he held onto my reins, and I did really high pony steps.  My knees were close to my breasts as I ran.  We knew we had lots of people staring at us, as the pony ring was beginning to develop a crowd.  I forced myself to remember what Master said and to keep my eyes down and not look anyone in the eye when I am in my tack.  I know a couple of times I peeked though.  I had a hard time with so many watching.

When we made it around the track, Master chained me up to the post, and I got down on all fours and sat in what I think of as my "little girl" pose with all my tack except for my bridle on.  (Think of kneeling, but with legs a bit spread and much more relaxed.  I.E. the calf is not directly underneath the thigh.)  I breathed heavily for a little bit, and Master went away to get me some water.  The water came in a cup, and I had to hold it in both hands, and since my wrists were clipped to my sides, and I was in a posture collar, it was hard to drink.  I managed it though.

While Master was up getting me some water some people pulled him aside to ask him his opinion on how to improve the pony area for next year.  He said he'd love to see a competition and maybe ribbons for different categories, but what he'd love the most is some places to "jump" me, and a lunging ring.  To be fair though, the pony area was likely the largest area there was.  Ponies require quite a bit of space.  Master also told me that a lot of people complimented me on my gait and how well I pulled the cart for it being so new to me.

Master came back and gave me my drink, before leaving me tied up again to walk away and talk to the other pony owners.  I was feeling a bit saucy, so after I felt that he left me alone for too long (though, really, it was only a couple of minutes) I picked his hat up off the ground and put it on, and sat there staring at him.  It didn't take him long to notice, as he had been peeking over at me every few seconds.  He got "that look" on his face, and came over, crop in hand to take the hat off my head and put my bridle back on.  He said that I must have had enough to drink.  (I had).

Then, Master untied me from the post and lead me over to the cart as the stud had finished using it.  After using it the night before, I was prepared for what was about to come, and I braced myself by spreading my legs wide to prevent myself from stumbling before Master was properly centered over the wheels.  It worked a trick.

This time, I was able to move much faster, and I pulled the cart for two full laps, with Master jerking my reins this way and that, and also with him yelling that I looked lovely and also that I'd better move quicker.  I felt that I was moving as fast as I could, and I was having a rough time.  I really thought that run went a lot better though.

At the end of the second lap, he took me out of the cart, watered me, and then we turned to leave.  As we were leaving a pony was sitting in the corner and as we passed her, Master told her what a pretty filly she was.  She made a happy pony noise, and then screeched at me as loud as she could as I went by.  It threw me off balance and scared me.  For a second I dashed ahead out of the way.  Then, I stopped and deliberately wiggled my ass at her.  It was so unlike me, but I was so pissed off that she'd screeched at me, and I couldn't help myself.  Master scolded me good and was mad at me.   He said that just because other ponies weren't well behaved was no reason why I should not be.  I was sad, but I know he is right.

On our way out of the pony arena, we saw another pony around my age with her handler, and they both squeed and giggled and yelled "pony!"  when they saw me.  I got shy, and we were walking away anyway, but it made me blush.

When Master and me made it back to Masterofslavej and jenpet, they were done with their play and Master showed them a trick I know!  He had me show them what two times four was, as a pony.  I think my pony persona does math better than me.  I don't know though, you should ask Masterofslavej.

After that we walked around a little bit before going home, so I could get to bed early.

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The next morning  I was up earlier than usual because we wanted to be sure there was no traffic and we didn't miss our class first thing in the morning.  The class was on Electrical Play, and there wasn't really a whole lot that I didn't already know.  The instructor was very cool and fun to listen to, but it was definitely a "basics of" class, and once we got into it we figured out that it wasn't going to be much we didn't know.  Still, it was nice.

The class ended a bit early and we wound up at the vendor section again to pick up new toys.  (You ready for the continuation of the cuffs story?  Here it is!!)  We were walking by the table which does the leather cuffs again, and were going to bypass the table altogether (knowing they didn't have my size) when the man with the piggy ears stopped us and told us not to move because they had to talk to me about my cuffs.  Master and me waited a minute and the leather guy showed up.  He said that he didn't know why he didn't point out these cuffs to me yesterday but he had a pair that would fit.  I groaned outloud when I saw they were velcro.  He said to me "You're only groaning because you don't realize that velcro can be high quality."  And he insisted I try them on.

Master and me figured it couldn't hurt to try them on, so I put my wrist in the cuff and the man secured them for me.  Then he held the ginormous two inch D-ring and told me to try to get free.  I pulled and struggled and couldn't break out.  I decided to get serious and I literally put all my body weight on the ring, nothing.  I pulled and strained, and tried to use two hands and once I was disheveled and tired Master and me agreed that these were some serious cuffs, despite the velcro!  The velcro is industrial strength and the man said that if it ever fails that we can send them back and they are guaranteed for life.  How cool is that?  Plus, the velcro is attached to suede, so it still is quite stiff and gives me that feel I love.

We took the cuffs off and even Master decided they were awesome and we had to buy them.  When we took them off we realized that the cuff had actually cut my skin on both the top and the bottom.  I was flabbergasted that a velcro cuff could do so much damage.  Sold, sold again!  (And also, I cannot wait to play tug of war with Master at home again.  Whee hee! )

Next up we went to the Bruising and Punching class which was done by John Pendal again, so it was super fun and enjoyable.  I could watch him play with his Sir for hours.  They are so adorable together.  Master and me already love bruising, so we figured that punching would be a fun thing to add in to our play.  We learned a lot about contraindications and "cautions", and also some places you can punch that we didn't think of before.  I can't wait for Master to punch me!

The next class we went to was plaster casting.  It looked really fun and Master is eager to do some plaster casting at home.  I think it'll be fun too, but it's going to require quite a bit of time and prep, so I doubt it'll be a regular part of our play.

After that there were no more classes which interested either Master or me, so we wandered around the vending area to buy a couple more things and then headed home to wait for Masterofslavej and jenpet.  I managed to get a couple winks in before they came home, and we all chatted happily before they had to speed off to get home.  It was an awesome event and we can't wait for next year.