Spur of the Moment fun

Saturday morning Sir Steve and I were sitting out on the deck enjoying our morning coffee and browsing the net........ when he looked up at me and said "There's a party today at Des Oubliettes".  

Des Oubliettes is a sort of dedicated play space in the country in Quebec during the summer.  10+ years ago Sir and his wife and I and usually one other submissive would go up every couple of weeks for the parties.  They were casual and involved bringing meat to barbeque -- drinks -- toys -- and fet wear.  They were always great fun. 

10 years ago Sir Steve and I played there -- and it was the last time we played together.

I was very conflicted about going......... all our fet gear and toys etc were in the city -- what food would we bring?  It was scary too -- Sir Steve and I haven't played publicly in ... what? 18 months or so........ It all seemed so overwhelming..........

Sir Steve methodically laid out how it could work.......
run into town pick up our fet gear -- 
run to the grocer and pick up some salads to go with our choice of meat
and then head up to Des Oubliettes

He made it sound so easy -- and I really did want to go despite the butterflies .......... 

We arrived at the party around 3:30p.m. .... and it was like we hadn't missed a party never mind 10 years of parties!!!

We visited for a bit with everyone then went and got changed into our 'leathers' and wandered down to the dungeon to play.  I wasn't sure if I was being bratty because sometimes that is my natural state or if it was from nerves.........

BUT one look at Sir Steve in his leathers with his cover on and my heart melted......... 

We must have played for a solid hour -- I did more than one subbie jig -- sometimes I forget what it's like to play with a Sadist.......  and by the time we were finished my ass was burning red hot and very tender in spots (in fact today -- 2 days after the fact it is still very tender in spots!)

Sir Steve packed up the toys and steered me back to the party.  The barbeque was going so he cooked us up our dinner -- and we chatted and laughed with every one .... all too soon it was time for us to pack up.... after all we had a long drive back to the camp grounds........ 

Life is good when spur of the moment events bring back old memories and create some new better ones ...............