I’m going to preface all talk of NEEHU6 by mentioning that I
was feeling pretty introverted and disinterested in crowds throughout the
entire weekend, while still wanting to be around people. I very much looked forward to NEEHU, to
seeing so many rarely-seen familiar faces, online voices, and online
personalities, both that I’ve met at former *EEHUs and the ones I only have known from online conversations and
discussions. But from the very first
moment, I would’ve also been fine with sticking myself in a corner and just
listening for about 50% - 75% of the entire event, as long as I got to see
these awesome people.
I both wanted to be involved, help out, and not have
to be involved, if that makes sense?
I always recommend anyone that goes to NEEHU, or any other
*EEHU: If your schedule can afford it, arrive by Thursday evening, wait until
Monday morning at earliest to leave (even if it’s first thing in the morning,
if you’re far from home), and give yourself time after arriving home to
decompress and come to terms with returning to everyday life after an awesomely
full, fun weekend. Every 3-day con has a
4th day, know what I mean? So
I took Thursday to Monday entirely off this year, just for that… and there’ll
be a blog entry for each day.
So, all the prefacing done…
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| (it’s okay, give yourself time for the whole song to run through your head, I understand) |
MentalConfetti and I rushed around all Thursday morning,
both of us procrastinators when it comes to packing, arriving somewhere between
1 and 2. I intended on having lunch with
whoever happened to already have arrived… buuuut no one was there, and the con
organizer was out shopping for the con, so lunch just between MentalConfetti
and I… maybe I shoulda planned ahead there and posted online… oh well, next time.
So some food and banter later, we arrive a little after 3ish,
past check-in time, but the hotel was behind in refurnishing their rooms: they
were fully booked the night prior AND they had almost a full
changeover of reservations that afternoon, a big task for a hotel to be
sure. So… if I was impatient to get to my
hotel room, this would suck, sure… but the lobby is fairly decently furnished
with couches and seats, and majority
of other people there waiting on rooms were other NEEHU folks, including a
couple folks I regularly interacted with on HypBook, and a couple of people I
met at previous *EEHUs but hadn’t seen since, and Lex (of Entrancement UK and a couple of blog platforms) whom I was interested in
meeting, so I was fine. I mostly sat
back and relaxed, but it was good to casually interact with people I knew or knew of a
little already. Again, no pressure to
interact, but not pushed away either, basically right where I wanted to be at
that time (and as it turns out: most of the weekend).
And as I sat back waiting for a room key along with various
other NEEHU6 attendees, Mephki (NEEHU con organizer, for those unfamiliar) and
a couple of others came down: the infamous Costco run was about to begin, and
MentalConfetti got recruited in (I tease, she did volunteer to be part of it).
I call it “infamous,” but honestly, ideally 6 people could handle it well
if they split up to tackle more ground, with Mephki double checking items
picked up toward the end… it could be
fairly simple… But regardless, with lots
of things to pick up, it needs a decent number of people to handle it, but too
many gets to requiring herding of very distractible (NEEHU5 had 8 people, it
got a bit hectic, + a diabetic crashing), tired people in a bulk-oriented
supermarket, basically. This year was in
the smaller number in four people
doing the Costco run, so fewer people to handle the lots of items. Let’s just say
people got back from that run tired, and it took some time, and
there was more to do after. A couple
more people helping next time, and more process improvement upfront in
splitting where people go next time, that’s all I’m saying. Thank you to those that took part.
Banter plus Banter and a Little More Banter
So Confetti took off for the Costco run while I stuck around
awaiting my room key and resting… my shoulder was in pain from earlier and
needed it anyway (shoulder's still bugging me even now, blaaahhh)… so around half an hour after they left for the Costco run, a
few of us got our rooms, including myself, and after chit chatting about random
stuff with Lex for a bit (his site, Doctor Who, what we each like and dislike
about the modern series, etc., and no, it IS impossible to go to an *EEHU and avoid any Doctor Who banter), I also passed out in my room on my own for an hour or two before
coming down for dinner. My girl was
still out helping with the Costco run for most of the dinner period, but I got
to hang out with Lex, Maestro, Daja, and I believe Wiseguy and his wife had
appeared around this time, as well, and other people whose online names I’m not
familiar with. I know I’m forgetting
folks, sorry.
A couple of highlights from dinner conversations:
- Lex’s phone replacing the word “people” with “peons” when telling lizzidoll that he was conversing with the people(peons) at the hotel.
- Daja very much looking forward to seeing SpiralTurquoise, both ecstatic and impatient (because long-distance love does that when you’re about to see them for a full weekend, definitely familiar with the feeling).
- Teasing about hypnotic voices, and how they can just… affect people… yesssss, tooootally
unintentionally… *snap snap snap* up up up! Followed by a back-and-forth similar to...
“Oh don’t worry about that, you don’t have my consent yet so I won't let it work.”
“So is there consent?”
“[At this table?] Oh definitely!”
*two or three hypnotists lean in* “Oh reeeeaaaaally…?”
Sometime toward the end of the complimentary hotel dinner
(Mon-Thurs only, unfortunately), the Costco run volunteers returned for some
dinner themselves, to gulp down food before rushing out to wait at the venue of
the actual event, The Society of
Connecticut. They had a full, long
night, all I’m saying. In addition to
what I already said.
So in the meantime, even after the dinner food was put away,
the hotel was comfortable with us chit chatting for as long as we wanted in the
cafeteria area, and more and more people were forming around the one small
circle table. Initially 4-6 people, now the
table had surrounded by around 10-15 people, I believe… At least 2 “rows” of people chit chatting
amongst each other (including people entirely new to anyone in the erotic
hypnosis community, still feeling awkward not knowing anyone yet). A couple of us eventually looked around,
noticed all of the people surrounding a single small table, and we were like
“Umm, there is the volunteer/con
suite available for our use… do we want to continue chit chat and games up
there, rather than surrounding one small table?” And with that, we paraded to and crowded into
the hotel elevator to the top floor for the volunteer suite. A few people played a game around the suite’s
table, one of the games from a box of
games one of the con attendees promised to bring. It was fun to watch later on, actually. But aside from that, a bunch of us just sat
back in the L shaped couch of the suite.
A couple people lightly played in the corner, though I was conversing
too much to take note of details aside from people involved… though I saw a
little person-puppetry out of the corner of my eye. Another person with a black and blue shirt was
teased about having a white and gold shirt… of course it was the one person who
interacts with people online who hadn’t yet heard of the black+blue/white+gold
dress meme. And a photographer then went
on a tear about how it’s just an over-exposed photo and about what colors the
clothing is supposed to be that they’re pretty sure they see as a photographer
(thus knowing what lighting and contrast would be best), not as someone just
taking a picture at face-value. I’m just
going to leave this here…
Now the Fun Begins, Mwahaha...
And a good hour or so later, I got a message from one of the
girls that was going to be rooming with me.
Ya see, MentalConfetti and I would share a bed, and the couch, a sofa
bed, was intended to be taken by two girls I’d played with in the past. Was I looking forward to just the rooming
situation? Maaayyybe slightly… a good
bit… okay yes. The first girl, Katrina, had
arrived. I’ll briefly skip ahead to
mention that the other girl switched to being in a room with someone she was
closer friends with, and I was fine with fewer people rooming in general while
still being in the company of my girl and a local play partner of mine, so it
was just MentalConfetti, Katrina, and I.
I had been very much looking forward to playing with Katrina
for about a month or so at this point.
She was consistently busy for a long while, definitely deserved the
break, and we have good chemistry. So
Katrina was about to get teased like crazy for our (my) amusement. As I teasingly whispered things in her ear whole
way up to my room, a gentle brush of my hand here and there, a raking of my
nails along the back of that neck, a quick, silent few moments of looking into
her eyes to get the point across of just what this weekend would do to her, so
to speak. She definitely got the
message. But you know, I felt she needed
more details… so I make a show of closing the door behind me, looking back to
her from the door with a grin, teasing her as soon as she puts down her bags. A touch and caress here, a grope there, a
whisper about all goosebumps along the skin, a hot breath and a shudder, a
content sigh... Whispering things in her
ear the whole way, and triggering a few automatic responses she has specifically
with me… having her reaffirm that she’s my good girl, that I am Sir, that she
loves to serve, that kind of thing. Hmm…
nope, not enough details in that message, I don’t think, so I walk her over to
the window of the hotel room, and pressing her softly up against the cold
window, a gasp from her lips, as I ask about what people might see from the
parking lot if they were to look up (our window pointed toward the back of the
lot, and it was late, so no one was there to look, but those details don’t
matter while you’re in the moment, do they?).
Pressing up against her backside, moving her as though she were to be
fucked from behind, against that window, triggering a few more of those
automated responses mentioned before between gasps, whispering about what it’d
be like to be taken, right then, right there… a good minute or so of this,
which believe me, felt like longer time had stretched out for me, too, not just
her… then backing away from the window and giving her a bit of space to breathe
and parse through the experience that had just occurred, seeing the expression
on her face of if she was frustrated that I don’t even have to try, or that I
stopped. Both, definitely both… but more
that I had stopped. Soon after, catching
eye contact once again, I beckon her to me silently with an obvious smug smirk
that I know she notices, and she comes to me as silently instructed.
It’s obvious she wanted me to play with her “however I want”
(within reason) at that point. But after
slowly stroking under her chin briefly, I start to talk with her more casually
in a banter kind of manner and more quickly pet along her back a couple times
before looking about the hotel, pointing out where she can put some of her
stuff, intentionally shifting the tone and headspace, partly as a tease, partly
to let her clear her head of fuzziness, and partly because, to quote some of my
teasing, I “have all weekend to get deeper into her head.” After a touch of conversation, she lets me
know that she’ll need to figure out some time this weekend to get some headway
on schoolwork, so I suggest she get started on that now, unsure she’d get
another opportunity before Monday. I
left her to it and went back to the volunteer suite.
So hanging around the volunteer suite for a short time,
nothing much to mention there for the night, fun banter, interesting games, and
Confetti around this time returns from organizing kitchen stuff at The Society,
and goes directly back to the hotel room to pass out, already aware that
Katrina had arrived. And it’s maybe half
an hour later that I return to my room, lounging around a little while,
stretching my back over one of those foot rest/seat things the hotel room had, all
before sitting closely next to Katrina when she seemed to be mostly paying
attention to NEEHU scheduling stuff to tease her briefly about her servitude,
as all the while she did a damn good job of putting together her organized list
of ideal classes to go to in every hour time slot she wasn’t volunteering at on
one sheet of paper. This way, she could
quickly know, if she’s feeling like going to a class, where she’s going at any
particular time of the day without shuffling through multiple pages of stuff. I got to say, it’s a decent system. Though to ANY volunteer: I’m going
to recommend that if you’re shown a volunteer schedule BEFORE the *EEHU, look over the volunteer schedule before the
event, it lets you clear up issues long ahead of time, rather than sudden
last minute scrambling and stress on your part, ya know? Avoids issues like being accidentally
scheduled to volunteer for 75% of the con when you wanted to attend classes or
be with your loved ones, you know?
It wasn’t long after that that we all passed out for the
night, ready for some good fun to happen the next day.
Coming up next! Friday,
Kinky Human Tricks co-presentation, Ethics roundtable talks, and various topics
to consider and think about and talk amongst yourself and aloud about…
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