Cori had worried that she would be “overdressed” in her silk tank top and shorts, but she was seeing that “peoples came in many flavors” as her youngest son used to say when he was small. Three times she had been mistakenly addressed as “Mistress” , no doubt in part because of her wide, funky leather belt which she wore low on her hips, a throwback to the ’70’s when leather belts like this were paired with flairing bell-bottoms and low slung tops. She had seen Sirs (or were they officially ‘Masters’ …that was always so confusing to her) in leathers or just jeans and boots, true Mistresses in tight corsets that showed curves to lust after, subs in collars and leashes, and so many others. This being Thursday , camp folk were coming in, setting up camps and everywhere, it seemed, squeals of “OH MY GOD! It’s YOU!” as old friends and online friends met, hugged and talked fast and furiously. She felt a bit bereft, and wondered, not for the first time today, if she had made a giant mistake in coming.
She felt someone come up behind her, then he took her hand, raised it to his lips, and licked it gently on the palm.
“Rina,” he murmered against her palm. It was him, the blue eyed god from her earlier collision, and she realized with a start that she had been looking for him all along.
“I, em, I’m afraid I don’t know your name, ” she spoke softly, overwhelmed by the blue intensity of his gaze on her face. She felt … measured. Not once did his eyes leave hers, and yet, she was certain he knew exactly how big her tits were, knew that her nipples were large hard gems, tenting out the front of her shirt.
For a moment more he looked at her, then a soft smile crossed his eyes, and mouth.
“You are here alone.” It was a statement of fact and she wondered how he …she broke off that thought, realizing he was silently demanding a response.
“Yes,” and she felt her damned head start the puppet nodding again, and forced herself to stop. “Yes, I came alone. I wanted…”
He interrupted her. “you wanted. Yes, I understand that. And that makes me very, very happy. Come, ” he commanded, and continuing to hold her hand, he pulled her firmly along in his wake.