Later that evening, I sat on my bed in my pink pinstripe pajama shorts and a light pink camisole. After a long night of faking smiles and laughter, I was exhausted. I heard a soft knock and turned to the doorway to where Sara stood. I crossed my arms defensively and glared at her. My stubborn side wasn’t ready to let her betrayal go. I trusted her and she ambushed me. What kind of friend did that? My subconscious sneered.
“Sara how could you?” I said with less anger than I intended. I was worn out from all the socializing. And honestly, I didn’t have the heart to lay into her about all this.
“I’m sorry bestie. I really am. I didn’t expect you to get so mad. I was only…”
“Don’t.” I took in a slow steady breath. “You could have warned me. I trusted you!”
“You wouldn’t have come if I told you what kind of camp this was. You need this, Aria, whether you can see it or not. You have to stop running away from who you are and reach out and grab that sexual goddess that I know lies in there somewhere,” she said.
A part of me wanted to shut her out completely but through our friendship she had always had my back and this was her not-so-subtle way of showing me I needed to spread my wings and break out of my nice tidy little box I had been living in for nineteen years. I was wavering and she could see it as she scanned my face. I was freaking out inside about having to be so open amongst a bunch of strangers. How the hell was I going to do this?
“You have to trust me on this one. Please, Aria. Have I steered you wrong before?”
I shut off my internal struggle after I realized her friendship meant more than me trying to overcome my insecurities and I breathed in another deep breath.
“It’s fine. But you best be sure you’re gonna make this up to me…for a lifetime.” Sara wore Colt’s oversized t-shirt. Geez, even in that she looked like a goddess. Sara nodded slowly.
“Did Colt leave already?” I asked trying to change the subject. Deep down, I wasn’t sure how I felt about being here. I guess time would tell.
“Yes. He didn’t want to leave me too sore for the first day of classes,” Sara replied, glancing at my welcome backpack I was nervously fidgeting with in my hands. “Did Colt get you drunk with all those Jello shots?” she asked.
“I didn’t get too drunk. I’m glad he gave them to me. It kept me from freaking out. I didn’t want to make a fool out of myself on the first night. There’s plenty of time for that.”
Sara waited until I looked up at her then spoke. “All the men had their eye on you tonight. And the women were sizing up their competition,” Sara smiled. “I’m pretty sure Caitlyn’s head spun when Avery ignored her. I noticed that he couldn’t take his eyes off of you.”
“Were we at the same party?” I looked away as I played with the string on my backpack. She smirked at me, knowing I didn’t like being the center of attention. “Did you open yours?” I asked. She shook her head and pulled hers out from behind her back.
“Together?” Sara asked.
“Together,” I replied. Sara giggled nervously and jumped to the bed. I suddenly felt like a high school teenager getting away with something naughty. We unlaced the canvas backpack and spilled out the contents onto the bed. An itemized list on a thick index card with the Camp Jameson Logo fell to the top of the pile. It was broken up into two categories.
Comfort items: Dark green silk nighty with the Camp Jameson Logo over left breast. Hand sanitizer, chapstick, aloe, sunscreen, Advil, mouthwash.
Naughty items: Handcuffs & key, large box of condoms, vibrator, vibrator cleaning solution, intense warming liquid, Strawberry Lubricant, Kama Sutra guidebook, blindfold.
We jumped into a fit of giggles as we picked up each item, intrigued.
“I can’t believe a place like this really exists,” I said in a shaky low voice.
“I can and I’ve never been happier,” Sara said rolling to her back.
“Are you going to be okay with Colt, you know, being with other women?” I asked rolling to my back and staring at the wooden beams of the cabin above me.
“Technically, he can’t sleep with his students, but absolutely. We’ve always had an open relationship. That’s how we met Sienna.”
“Okay. Do tell, please.” And just like that we were lost in the moment of this sensual surreal place and all the anger I felt slipped away.
“Sienna met Colt here when the camp opened five years ago. We had our first threesome a few months ago. It was amazing. A woman’s touch is so much more sensual than a man’s could ever be,” Sara said.
“Seriously. I don’t know about that,” I answered.
“You’ll see soon enough, I’m sure,” Sara said. I swallowed nervously as my heart ebbed in my chest.
“Sara, I don’t know if I am ready for this.” Sara studied me for a minute.
“Aria, I know your parents sheltered you. Never letting you watch an R rated movie or never talking to you about sex. They expected you to learn everything from your friends. Don’t take this the wrong way, but its just sex. Don’t over think it. I bet deep down you are dying to be set free. Trust me,” Sara said.
I envied Sara’s optimism. At 19, we were both the same age, but already she knew exactly what she wanted in life and whom she was going to spend it with. Me, I was so focused on school and nursing that I often neglected things like love…and sex.
Sara stood and gathered her pack. “I’m gonna go. I have a date with the alluring Camp Jameson Sex Manual. Maybe it will unlock some of the mystery around Avery Jameson. Colt never wants to say too much about Avery, but he did say Avery was burned very badly by a woman some years back and has never been the same since. He was devastated and decided to build this camp so he would have a playground to do as he pleased. Apparently, he made a promise to never to fall in love again. He very rarely lets his guard down. It’s like he’s built an invisible wall around the fortress of his heart,” Sara said.
“He seemed fine when I talked to him at the meet and greet. He’s very sexy but arrogant. Sometimes a guy like that only knows how to play games,” I said.
“Maybe he needs someone to settle him down and turn him into the perfect man. He just needs that one special girl who can love him forever. Who’s that going to be? You, the beautiful butterfly?” Sara asked.
“I never told you about that,” I quipped.
“Avery may have mentioned it to Colt,” Sara laughed. “Aria, not all guys are like Nate. He saw a sweet innocent freshman that got very drunk at a frat party. He was a player. But not every guy will treat you like that. I promise.”
“If you say so,” I muttered as I pulled my legs up to my chest and wrapped my arms around them.
“From what Colt has said, Avery has the heart of a lion but he never gets emotionally involved with his guests. He’s a player that targets women from every session, seduces them and then he moves on. You don’t want that to be you, but then again maybe he just needs a Kitten to soften him up,” Sara chided.
I laughed aloud. I smiled at her reference and watched her leave. Her blonde curls were cut short, but just long enough she could tuck it behind her ears. I liked this new look on her.
I ran my fingers across the manual, hoping it would show me the way through this wonderful world of Oz. Because the man I had met today surely wasn’t going to. But I soon realized, I wasn’t looking for a wizard to get me back home, I was looking for my prince charming to show me a world that would take my breath away and make all of my fantasies come true.
I unbound the black satin ribbon tied around the outside of the loosely bound manual addressed to me: Arabella Mason.
It read:
Camp Jameson Manual
Dear Kittens,
I tried to make this short and sweet but I wanted you to have all you needed to help make your visit more pleasurable. This letter serves as your registration confirmation. Please review the following information carefully. Registration includes Camp backpack and all the items enclosed. Additional items may be
purchased for a fee. I cannot stress the importance of reading the entire manual. It is provided to help ease the transition into this lifestyle, provide fundamental instructions, and advice to maximize your pleasure during the next six weeks. It is my sincere hope that you enjoy your stay with us and so with that, please read on to prepare for your first lessons.
Your Host,
Avery Jameson
I skimmed over the map, quickly noting the bars, gym, meditation chambers, salon, massage tables, tanning booths, and Turkish baths. This camp takes its business very seriously, I thought. Who knew pleasure could be so much work.
Page 1: Helpful Hints
a. The number one rule is no means no. It is a Kitten’s prerogative to have sex with whom she desires and vice versa. Please respect each other.
b. No cell phones, cameras, or recording equipment of any kind. If you are found using any of these devices, you will be ejected from the camp and your equipment and phone will be confiscated. Cell phone jammers have been installed. Any calls needed made can be done so in the main office but must be authorized during the allotted times, except for emergencies.
c. Relax: Nerves are the hardest part of this camp to overcome - no pun intended. Meditation and hot baths are highly recommended. Massage is a must. And the drinks are complimentary. So, loosen up…but not too much.
d. Don’t play too much, too soon. You don’t want to be sore for what we have in store for you – trust me; you will learn to push your body to its limits and beyond. It’s not just about reaching the common orgasm, it’s about the experience that leads to the mind blowing – holy fuck – breathtaking – I see stars orgasm, see the difference?
e. Drunkenness: 1st offense - I will NOT tolerate drunks. You will spend the hangover confined to quarters and then suffer kitchen duty: washing dishes, emptying dirty ashtrays, peeling potatoes, and listening to loud music. PAYBACKS are a bitch. You fuck with my business – I fuck with you. Don’t waste my time. I won’t waste yours.
f. Drunkenness: 2nd offense –– We have a zero second offense tolerance policy. No redo’s. No excuses. No refunds. You will be expelled from the camp. It is what it is. Be an adult and be responsible. Control your intake.
g. Topless Sunbathing ONLY. No Nude sunbathing. Clothing is not optional. Leave something for the imagination. Think sexy, not vulgar. Nude sunbathing leads to unmonitored sex.
h. Sex is to be restricted to designate areas only. Instructors must be present at all times. You are here to learn and that means we will correct you when you’re doing it wrong. Please respect each other. Always remember: No means No.
i. Be responsible and put on sunblock. SUN = SUNBLOCK. It’s that simple. You don’t want to be the one that missed out on an experience because you baked into a lobster. Umbrellas are at every chair side. USE THEM.
j. Performance Anxiety: (Viagra) Nerves will be taken into consideration if unable to perform- but you only get 3(10mg) complimentary Viagra tablets. Additional tablets may be purchased for a fee. So I recommend eating right, getting the proper sleep, and exercising regularly. Whenever possible it is preferred you perform naturally.
k. Wooded Recreation: Sex in the wooded areas is for the more adventurous guests. An Instructor must be present at all times.
l. Orgasm: I am here to make your sexual experiences more desirable. Sex will not be more desirable if your body can’t function at its optimal level. Let’s face it Cubs - Cuming prematurely makes you look soft, boring, and flat. Kittens – taking too long to orgasm makes you cold and distant, so do as I say and I will help you reach your peak sexual fitness. Defy my instructions and kitchen duty will be your new station until you take me seriously. Hotheads need not apply. Know-it-alls, there is no such thing when the human body is different with each individual. So check your attitude/ego at the main entrance and say hello to the best orgasm you’ve ever experienced and to a world of sensuality and tantalizing sexuality.
m. Safe Sex: Safe sex is sexual activity engaged in by people who have taken precautions to protect themselves against sexually transmitted disease (STDs). Safe sex is effective avoiding STDs only if both parties involved in sexual intercourse agreed on doing so and stick to it. During sexual intercourse using condoms, for example, the male might intentionally pull off the condom and continue penetrating without the female's consent and notice. This high-risk behavior betrays trust as well as spreading the disease.
n. Sex toys: Putting a condom on a sex toy provides better sexual hygiene and can help to prevent transmission of STDs if the sex toy is shared, provided the condom is replaced when used by a different partner. Some sex toys are made of porous materials, and pores retain viruses and bacteria, which makes it necessary to clean sex toys thoroughly, preferably with use of cleaners specifically for sex toys. Glass sex toys are non-porous and more easily sterilized between uses. All sex toys have to be properly cleaned after use.
Page 2: Some Sexual Helpful Hints:
1. Try talking dirty. If you're too embarrassed, make sure you have the lights off, then try it. You may find you love it!
2. Get her or his motor running. Whisper or write sexy messages to your partner throughout the day.
3. Stop by the camp boutique and buy new undies: Bring your guy or girl with you and let them pick some out for you.
4. Break out the Sex toys. Let your partner share a little of the vibrating action and both will enjoy.
5. Kittens strap on your high heels and give a sexy lap dance.
6. Mix it up during Sex. Take a bath together as foreplay, change positions often during sex, use lubrication.
7. Share your fantasies with each other. You may be surprised by what your partner finds hot and sexy.
8. Role-playing: Role-playing may seem a bit awkward at first, but that's just because you haven't tried it. It's the perfect addition to everyone's sex life.
9. Bring on the kink: with some furry handcuffs. If you don't like being cuffed (or tied) to the bed, have your partner strap them on and take control of the situation.
10. Sweet treats: We all know how delicious chocolate and whipped cream is; why not take them to bed? But get ready to get sticky. Remember you can shower off together, afterwards.
I skimmed through the six-week itinerary and endless pages of detailed descriptions of what each class entailed. I wasn’t ready to dive in yet. I turned to the last page and found a portrait of Avery grinning mischievously back at me. Below his half page photo was an excerpt.
About Me - Avery Mathew Jameson:
First things first: I believe in keeping a professional distance with my guests. I don’t believe in rumors or gossip. If you have a question about me just ask. Gossip will not be tolerated. I am 26 years old. A Capricorn. Born January 3rd. I am 6’2”. I was born and raised in Pennsylvania. I am the second of three children. I have two husky-wolf mixed breed dogs named Bo and Luke. I love long walks off cliffs. No, not suicide, bungee jumping. I live each day in the moment, and I want to teach that to everyone I meet. Making the billionaire of the month club pleases me. But what makes me happy is…well, even I don’t know because I am never satisfied.
I turned off the bedside lamp with only one thought in my mind. What have I gotten myself into?
Week One:
DAY ONE:
MONDAY MORNING
MEET SIENNA
“Damn you, Sara!” I seethed, in consternation at all the items I had sprawled out on my bed. It was the next morning and I had just opened my second suitcase, the one Sara had packed for me.
“You called?” Sara asked.
I didn’t have to look up to know Sara was standing there grinning at me. I reached down for the shiny red platform shoes and held them up to her. My face wore an expression of pure distress.
“That goes with your sexy nurse costume,” Sara said, as she reached into the suitcase and shuffled around the clothing until she retrieved a very short red and white naughty costume. Then she continued to rearrange the piles of dangero
usly revealing and sexual clothing. “I bought all of these for you to help with your little adventure.”
I looked down to see fourteen pairs of matching lacy bra and panty sets from Victoria’s Secret, one of every color.
“This is the standard uniform. You can wear whatever you want over them to class but when you are in class you wear one of these, or nothing at all,” Sara giggled.
Besides my matching lacy bra-and-panty-sets there were a pair of thigh high leather boots, Black Mary Jane’s, 5 inch stilettos, a sexy Cinderella costume, a school girl costume, a sexy Santa costume, corsets that were red, white, and black with red accents, lace teddies, garter belts and an assortment of thigh high and knee high stockings, some with the line up the back of the stocking.
“Am I really supposed to wear all those?” I asked modestly.
“Didn’t you read the manual?” Sara asked. I shook my head as she continued. “There are theme parties twice a week. Everyone goes. I bought you this lacy shirt and latex boy shorts to wear to the first party. But by night’s end, I’ll bet you’ll be wearing just your panties,” she said.
I thanked her for bringing me a more modest outfit for the first party but honestly, I didn’t see the difference. All of it was too revealing. I wasn’t used to showing off so much of my body. My face was as red as the platform shoes Sara gave me. The only thing I was comfortable with was the boy shorts. I just wasn’t sure if I had the ass for hotpants. I couldn’t look at the rest.
I moved the bra-and-panty-sets to the top drawer of my dresser and thigh-high stockings to the second drawer. Shirts and shorts in the remaining two drawers. Sara hung up the remaining items and put the boots and heels in the bottom of my armoire. I hung my head over the dresser and closed my eyes. How the hell was I going to do this? I wanted to leave but damn it, I couldn’t. The camp was in lockdown. Maybe I could skip all of my classes and avoid all parties. Possibly, stay in my room the whole time. I could volunteer in the kitchen. I grimaced as I thought of kitchen duty. Working in the kitchen in a place this size would be awful. I could just imagine cleaning cum off a dinner plate and mistaking it for tapioca. I had to laugh at that. Why would somebody cum on a plate? But who knows what kind of kinkiness they get into here? The thing that really scared me was that soon I was going to find out…firsthand.
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