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March 25th, 2008

07:06 am - A wanderers experience with the delights of Frolicon Day 1

My weekend's journey started on Wednesday night I bought a round Greyhound trip ticket to Norcross, Georgia for $81 and journeyed down for a weekend of fun, frolic and debauchery at Frolicon. I called up a cab to take to the bus station, since I really didn't feel like driving the 10 hours+ (yeah right for me it would be more like 14+) and it would be cheaper than driving. Well the good news was I made it to Norcross but not without fun and excitement (sarcasm alert) the bus that we had out of Richmond was a Carolina Trailways bus that looked nicer than most of the normal Greyhound fair but looks aren't everything. The bus left Richmond at 12:21 more than a half hour late which should have been the first sign that things weren't gonna go well. We started having transmission issues about 30 miles to Charlotte, NC which would make the Millennium Falcon look like a prize ship even on it's bad days. Most of the passengers were asleep in the beginning but more and more woke up to nag the driver who was doing the best he could with a difficult situation. The bus would just cut off at bad times while driving scaring a lot of the folks on board the driver did manage to heroically limp us in to Charlotte where they boarded us on a standard Greyhound bus (they ordered him to limp it in).

I got to the hotel on Wednesday afternoon didn't really keep track of the time, I had taken a cab from the bus station to the hotel, dropped off my stuff in the room, it was some time before 3PM but the nice hotel folks let me check in anyway. Picked up my badge and of course realized that I had just used my plain name and not any of my on line handles such as my LJ & Yahoo accounts Notnormal23224, or MySpace Save_b but I can live with being just Benjamin for a weekend. I said hello to Marrus coming to get her badge, there was some gaff with that but she laughed it off and went to finish her set up while they straightened it out. The Hilton is a nice place 10 floors nice rooms and really soft comfy beds, a nice change from some of the hard ones I've been sleeping on at other cons.

I ordered Chinese food from a menu stuffed in the hotel materials and had it delivered. Once settled I changed into a tee shirt that I had made at Cafe press saying “Shy, bi, submissive, glomph, grab, or just ask to use. Bondage Slut” I had a matching button of that too, as well as another custom button. So the hard part came, actually stepping out of the room with that on, I paused for awhile, even took the shirt off and put my corset on first and put the shirt over it, I called my lady Lisa and let her know where I was (she hails from NJ and was nursing a con injury she received up there), guess the final bit of a stalling tactic for me stepping out in to the open with that on (later in the weekend i would push the envelope even further, but not on the first step out). Finally I took a deep breath and just went for it and stepped out into the new world of Frolicon . I found I didn't immediately die of embarrassment and after the first few “Can I see what the shirt says? Cool!” I felt much better (thanks to all the kind folks out there). I even got up the nerve at the Virgin Sacrifice to get up and take a shot at a merit badge, and won one too for fitting a condom on a banana (really should have tried for more but was pulled in so many directions). Some time during or after that I changed into some cute rubber shorts that I bought, but removed the corset for awhile. Most of my clothing changes were a blur.

I checked out the dungeon and saw a chatterbox lad (by his own admission as well) who sat next to me during the Virgin Sacrifice, getting himself strung up by ropes, I guess the squeaky wheel does get the grease at times, would see more of him here and there later, and another virgin who was a photo buff (and winner of the Scavenger Hunt too “Spar” I believe) and a DragonCon regular was hanging about at both events. To be continued in next entry to prevent “wall of text” syndrome.

07:11 am - Frolicon Day 2 Friday Electric Cuddles and Schedule Conflicts

Before the convention opened properly for Friday I got some time in with the pool and my rubber shorts. The heated indoor outdoor pool was a dream, the jacuzzi was a bit small and quite a bit hotter could only be taken in brief spurts. I had the breakfast buffet that morning at the hotel's restaurant.

Friday morning programing the train wreck hit, so many things I wanted to do and see and most at the same time or overrun by other activities extending at new locals. I guess having a wealth of activities is better than having a lack of them, but for someone of many crossed interests it can be overwhelming. I was able to split the difference by going to the Violet wand demo by Lovisa and lucked out that the Cuddle party started late, but completely missed out on fantasy, negotiation, human anatomy, body image, busted, and most of all edge play (one of my favorite things). The rewards though out weighed the losses though I was able to relax and actually socialize with folks at the cuddle event and that spilled over to the pool, which led to me extending my ability to hold my breath (which one has to do while nuzzling a ladies crotch while she's being fondled by some other gents and lasses). That proved to be fun and let me get out some of my sub and edgy activities but not in a formal Dom/sub way. The cuddling did happen to let me get friendly with my con next door neighbors though, room 514 right next door to me was at the cuddle party and the pool, and we chatted about continuing it even further but I missed out on part 3 on Saturday since we didn't get a connect that day.

I dropped by Marrus' booth in the dealers room after all the pool fun was over and got my face painted by her as I normally did at DragonCon, and once more she did some amazing work in my opinion. Which survived the night, even after leaving mirror image on a pillow that I had. I also picked up a new electrical zappy toy, it's no Violet wand but could be good for some fun and got to try it out thanks to the lovely TV hawking the product (shoot me now my problem with remembering names is rearing it's head again, I spoke with this person multiple time and each I read their badge and still my mind can't connect the name argh! Worse they aren't the only ones this happened to for me at the con). I had a burger at the hotel for lunch and the leftovers held me for a dinner snack as well.

During the evening I wandered in and out of the Whippersnappers event and got a bit bolder in my dressing style wearing basically a crotch strap made of a velvety material with some metal rings holding it together and my leather cuffs. Still no real fun for my subby side, I always felt too awkward and shy to approach a Dom and seriously was hoping for someone to take the t-shirt or the button seriously, but it's a 2 way street I have to be a bit more out there to actually get what I want I guess, if my lady was with me I guess we could have had some fun but then it wouldn't be really frolicking then, would it? Knowing her though she probably would have been able to get some pointers and others to, ah show her the ropes, so to speak, but judging by our phone conversation for the day, it was probably a good thing she didn't come with tenant issues and house repairs rearing their ugly head that day.

I brought the evening to a close by visiting my next door to the neighbors in 514 and chatted and massaging some feet before going back to my room for some sleep at an unknown hour.
To be continued....
Well talk about blur, I missed in my last entry mentioning that before I went to Marrus for the face paint job I went to the Sensory Deprivation panel held by Lotita (this is why you shouldn't be organizing thoughts on a laptop after midnight on a Greyhound bus) that was a bit of a taste of me coming out of my shell when I volunteered for that. I saw the chatterer from the Virgin sacrifice, being pretty much the antithesis of what I was, but it appeared that his squeaky wheel approach was wearing thin. A mistress who's ear he was talking off was trying to drop subtle hints to him and he even riled up the audience a bit during Lotita's demo. I volunteered to be hooded with a rubber hood and hopefully escape him but she did pick him for a vet wrap demo (lucky lad, not sure if it was out of spite though) abut even after she covered his mouth he chatted on. Where I still by my toy bag I would have offered the pallet wrap I had in there to her. I had fun being on display and hooded and it was a blast, even with the long haired chatterbox going on.

08:34 pm - More to come

Will get Saturday and Sunday done when I recover from bus ride and then hop to work. Edited Friday's to include the Sensory Dep panel. Things blurry sleep attacking me.
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