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Well... It wasn't band camp. It was kinky camp. And it was when I was in my 20's and my knees didn't suck...

I was a pony boy. Stripped naked, made a slave, and then made a pony slave. Tacked up wearing boots, knee high red socks, a leather waist harness rated for 600 lbs pull, a ponytail made of real horse hair that curved up my ass crack and then hung down, a leather and metal chest harness, wrist cuffs, a thick posture collar, a bridle buckled to my head, a bit in my mouth, blinders, and a red feather plume. Oh and the boots? Army combat boots but with real horse shoes tied to the soles because they sounded nice on concrete.

I was part of a 6 pony team pulling a large cart, and at other times a pony pulling a single cart.

Being on the team of 6 was fun. We were hooked up two abreast three pairs deep. They always put the pair of petite pony girls in front. There were guys taller than me, and they went in the back. I was always put in the middle, which was nice. I couldn't turn my head much, couldn't see to the sides because of the blinders, BUT I could look down and watch naked pony girl ass as we marched along, her cute ponytail swaying along with her ass.

Good times man, good times. This is the kind of memory I will cherish to the grave. I tell people "I'll be 130 years old in a nursing home and I'll periodically blurt out 'Hey! I was a pony boy a long time ago!!'... And the nurses will just think I'm out of it."

What crazy fun experiences have you had?

A memorable moment for me was being instructed to strip under a bright overhead light. The Domme then inspected me, emotionless. After a brief warm up, she began laying in hard with a single tail. It was a full body whipping. She even whipped my nipples. I was too far into subspace to realize it at the time but that Domme had serious skills with the whip to be that accurate and not cause damage. In the middle of this, she stopped and walked around to face me. She grabbed me hard by the back of my head and full on tongue kissed me. Then she smacked me in the face twice and went back to the session. She didn't speak a word for the entire session. It was the oddest and and most erotic moment I've had. Nothing like that has happened since. I haven't asked for it either. The random spontaneity couldn't be reproduced.

This is a great story. Thanks for posting it. Mine came when I in my early 30's with no wife or children. It was a good sales year at my company. I ended up with a healthy sum bonus in my hand. Naturally, I took a Domme and two of her friends to St. Martin for a week. I'm an ass, leg and foot guy. The lovely ladies knew it well. They didn't charge a session fee. They went for the trip and, I'd like to think, my charming company. From the time I picked them in a limo for a ride to the airport, it was off to the races. One morning I woke up with all three of them on top of me. Barefeet in my face, on my dick and ass in view. They never failed to surprise me. It was sweeter as it wasn't session time. There were under no obligation to do anything. The one day at band camp is when we were at a 5 star restaurant with a glass floor over the ocean. It was only adults around. The waiter was over the top friendly, looking for a big tip probably. They were pouring drinks down their legs and on their feet. I was made to lick it all off. It was amazing that no one batted an eye. Decadent french dessert came. My Domme made me lick it from her toes. At that point, it was getting out of hand. Drinks had been flowing. We got out of there before people didn't mind or think it was funny. It was the best week of my life.