Whew! I go to some pretty wild, wonderful & weird events through out the year but I can say for a fact that there is NOTHING that even remotely resembles camp! I think I have attended seven out of eleven Leather Retreat camps and can honestly say that just when I think I have seen or heard it all, someone at camp surprises me with something totally new.

Camp is pretty much an anything goes environment and as I explained in my earlier post, there are a bare minimum of rules so pretty much all is fair and game between consenting adults. I have seen and participated in some pretty bizarre stuff by many people’s standards: slave auctions, human pony shows, staged kidnappings with “forced gang bangs”, interrogation scenes that leave the captive whipped bloody, mock crucifixions and so much more that it can boggle the mind.  Last year I was impressed by hearing that they were pouring entire bottles of rubbing alcohol over folks, lighting them on fire and then pushing them in the pool! Like wow! That’s pretty hot stuff!  

But this year’s “cake” undoubtedly has to go to Femcar who cheerfully explained to me that the sutures holding together a five inch gash in her hip were a result of her playmate dubbed “Hannibal the Cannibal” having surgically removed a chunk of her flesh and cooking it like a delicacy then serving it to them both with a nice glass of wine just as his namesake had done in “Silence of the Lambs”.

Gulp, ummm yeah, that definitely wins the prize for most intense and unusual kink scene I have ever heard of at camp to date. I recall doing my best to not let my jaw drop to the floor of the pavilion and appear utterly shocked or appalled as she explained this all to me with a gleam in her eye. I was actually fascinated to be honest in a morbid sort of way and even though I don’t see myself negotiating a flesh eating scene anytime soon I cannot honestly say that it doesn’t turn me on just a little bit to think about devouring just a little bit of a loved one’s flesh. 

I mean think about it for a second; what an intensely intimate offering that would be, to offer your very flesh to your Mistress (or Master) not just to torment and tease but to actually devour, to literally consume and make you a part of her. If you were truly devoted to someone heart and soul, wouldn’t it be just a teeny bit sexy to know that a part of you was being broken down and used to nourish every cell in their body? And that you would bear a permanent mark to show that you belonged to her.  Yes, I admit it, I do find the thought arousing on some deeply twisted level. But that probably has to do a little bit with Master R of La Domaine Esemar planting a seed when we first met by having me read a story called “Master Biting” that he wrote that scared the hell out of me while totally making me wet. 

It seems that with somethings that are on the outer fringes of kinkdom, I am can be quite taken back the first time I hear it .. and then if I hear someone else doing it, perhaps a sightly different way it sort of helps to validate the notion and allows me to look at it again in a different light or from a new angle.  Perhaps the first hearing of it plants the seed but often that seed doesn’t really take root until I have seen other examples of what that can look like fully “fleshed out” as it were.

I distinctly remember being quite shocked the first time I was introduced to the Dolcett girls gynophagia section (although some of the asphyxiation drawings still make pretty interesting “wank material” for me).  The general theme is of absolutely beautiful women not just willingly but enthusiastically participating in their own impalement on a spit and being roasted alive so that their daddy or husband or even neighbors can enjoy the feast.

Yeah, OK .. sick, twisted, perversion of a truly insane variety and the first time I saw those drawings I felt a little ill.  But I do adore breath play which is Dolcett’sother major theme so the lure of that particular brand of porn brought me back to the site again and again until I did on occasion find myself perusing the spitted, roasted pen & ink gals who were willingly, almost gleefully offering everything they had, including their very flesh to please the ones they serve.  

At some point I also discovered Muki’s Kitchen where they stage beautiful photo shoots depicting all sorts of tasteful cannibalistic fun & games with some of the most well known bondage models in the industry! They actually have an extensive and impressive number of free photos but ask that you not post them anywhere else so please do feel free to click and peek at who’s cooking in Muki’s Kitchen. 😉 One of my favorites is posted here with permission!

Anyway, so I started to realize that there seemed to be more people that shared or at least toyed with this fantasy than I had realized, and yeah I know it is seriously twisted and like I said, I have no plans to chomp an actual bite out of anyone anytime soon but I absolutely have found more than just the slightest glimmer of sexy in the fantasy of it and wanted to share.  So on that note I will leave you to your Independence Day celebrations … enjoy your barbecues! 😀