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The Happy Zone

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No matter what,  everything will fall into place. Seriously,  how can you control what can’t be controlled. You either adapt to what it is or you reshuffle the deck and the cards will fall where they will.

One of the favorite sayings that I have heard goes along the lines of  “You will never know the moments that you will remember for the rest of your life”

For 2013 I set a goal to make it the best year ever and that goal is so far on track there is nothing but happiness. Normally when I go into a spanking party I am a bundle of nerves but strangely for the party I wasn’t. With over 250 people I knew that the cards were going to fall in place.

There were many important things that happened this weekend and I didn’t force any of them,  they were either going to solidify themselves or they were going to pass by. There was a strange comfort to this approach,  and I don’t think there was any area of importance to me that surprised me. What I thought would happen,  happened. In some cases it confirmed the high platform that I stood on,  and in other cases it confirmed the various other platforms that were present.

Here are some of those important things.

The primary one was the final conversation that I had with Missy in relation to me. We had another conversation but the focus of that was different. If there was one area that I had a hard time with this weekend it was letting people down. Missy helped me with this.

Quite frankly I have never played with that many people in my life at one party,  nor did I anticipate how busy I would be with greeting,  organizing,  assisting,  preparing,  filming,  playing and guiding. There was not a single time that I was unhappy about any of it. If I left the ballroom to go to my room I did so with a smile on my face,  knowing that I was likely to get halfway there before I would have to turn back to show someone where they needed to be. It made me feel good. By the second night my voice was beginning to go and we had so long to go.

The only drawback that I had was that so many people wanted to play,  and I wasn’t able to play with everyone. That one did affect me. It almost sounds pretentious as a top to say that really,  but I know of at least four people who wanted to play who I wasn’t able to play with,  and that annoyed me. I also let someone down and that is something that really did make me feel bad. It isn’t even something that I can really control as I didn’t anticipate how little time I would have,  but seeing that disappointment on someones face bothered me tremendously. Eventually it will fix itself,  and the cards will fall where they will,  but for now I am annoyed at myself.

Missy helped me a lot with that in getting my mind straight. I knew what the answers to those thoughts were,  but she verbally said them to me. I just simply cannot play with everyone and neither can those people have an understanding as to how little time that I had. It is what it is and the cards will fall where they will.

Aside from all of that,  which was basically trying to ensure the happiness of others,  there were things that were important to me and my own happiness. Some very important things as well.

Nothing was going to disappoint me,  at a party this size ones expectations have to be tempered. The things that were important to me were to be granted an audience in some form. I got far more than I ever expected and for that I am so very grateful.

I’m such a simple person really,  easily pleased. The people that I expected an audience with I got,  not from my doing but from theirs. Just that simple act elevates those people in my mind and what I mean to them and likewise,  what they mean to me. Regardless of any play,  there were certain people whose piece of my heart they own, that they will always own that piece after this weekend.

One thing that I wasn’t going to do this weekend was force anything. If there is an environment that I don’t feel that I belong in,  or that I am not welcome in, I didn’t even try to belong there. I belong in places that please me,  and the people that do please me are sitting at home completely unaware of how highly I value them as individuals. Some of these people I didn’t even play with this weekend but they showed me that I belong in other ways.

There were even a couple of times that I should have been disappointed with the way things turned out,  but I’m not. The good that I felt this weekend far outweighs anything. So what are some of the good things?

Knowing that someone important to me was waiting for me,  perhaps even turning down play to ensure that time spent with me would happen. That was perhaps THE most important event of the weekend,  and the happiest one.

Taming the tiger.

Strengthening a friendship that had been on a temporary hiatus.

Bedtime spankings and contentment.

Being asked to sign a report card.

Receiving a text after from someone who I have known a long time but have rarely played with until this year.

Dropping a man point to Alex.

Knowing that Missy is comfortable enough with me that she can be feisty. Knowing that she can say things that will get her spanked even though she tries so hard not to say them. It is a good place to be,  the battle between good and evil,  it is a confirmation that all is so very good.

Setting a rule a following it. Only one rule and my roomie followed it for the entire weekend with the exception of the final hour where things crumbled. Almost an entire weekend passed. Unfortunately we adopted an orphan on Sunday who broke the rule herself. Do you know how empowering it was to say  “Under this roof you follow my rules”  and then deliver a short sharp immediate spanking. It was so good that the poor girl was frazzled for an hour afterwards wanting to make sure she didn’t break the rule again. A total trippy headspace.

Making sure I caned someone who I had caned at Shadowlane a while ago. I felt good that I was able to meet that request.

Seeing Laura on Monday morning and feeling disappointed. A surprising thing to view as important,  but I had spent a period of time looking for her the night before to ask her to play and I didn’t find her. It is important because it is something that I can right in the future. I wanted to play with her as much as she did with me,  if it is meant to happen it will do so at the next party.

My reactions. There were occasions that I should have felt disappointed,  but I didn’t,  they are what they are.

Contentment. I am so incredibly happy. Vanilla people don’t have what we have. Did I wish that I could have played with everyone who wanted to? Of course I do. But I couldn’t and neither will they be able to understand how little time I had. In some cases the opportunity has passed and may never happen again,  for others it will increase the likelihood that it will happen the next time.

What was most important was that some people who I hold in high regard showed me this weekend that they hold me with the same regard. They know who they are and I know who they are as well 🙂

I have a cold and I am emotionally drained. My hand is like it went through a meat grinder and I am so incredibly tired,  but just try and take this smile off my face!!

I’m not even going to review what I just wrote,  it is what it is and I know that I am happy with it,  and I had the best roommate I could hope for,  period.

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The Saturday Spanking Show

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Part 1: Friday Night Lights

Part 2: Uncle Richard Is Back

Part 3: Quality Time With Alex and ellee

We had now reached Saturday night at the party,  which is funny really when I think about it. Up until now I have had a Modus operandi at spanking parties and it always seems to follow the same path. My inner self spends the first few days in a laid back mode,  watching and observing,  passing up play opportunities and yes,  dare I say,  moping around for a bit.

Quite frankly I don’t know why I was going through this period,  but I’m going to take a guess that it was a combination of events. Firstly my Brother passing away a few years ago combined with a complete lifestyle change to get myself healthier. There were also other factors I am sure and ordinarily I wouldn’t even mention it,  but I know what I am feeling right now and I know that I feel differently to how I felt before. It is also noticeable to others. Over the last few months it has been mentioned to me many times how I seem to be a different person,  how much happier I appear to be and just as importantly,  how mean I have become,  lol. That is an important factor though in making up my character as a whole. By feeling good about myself it has increased my personality for the positive,  and it’s not that I ever really felt negative,  I’ve always been a positive person in general,  I think what is different is how I now feel about myself internally. Perhaps depression is too strong a word for it because I’ve never really been unhappy,  maybe it is the changes in my lifestyle that have taken me a while to get used to.

This is something that is addictive as well,  people notice the difference and are quick to tell me that they like seeing me like this. On the outside I appear meaner,  but my friends can see that I have that special glint in my eye and they are really happy for me. That’s something that I get,  a few weeks ago I was sat with Heather and they were talking about all of the exciting things going on in their life and I beamed from ear to ear,  it pleased me to no end that they were happy and excited. That’s what you do,  when your friends are happy and excited then you are happy for them.

So how does this translate to the current party? Well, normally I sit on my hands for days and come Saturday night I am trying to catch up on everything that I missed out on and I play like a mad man. At this party we have just arrived at Saturday night,  and already I have played more at this party in the first couple of days than I have at other parties combined. Spanking ellee and Alex also did something else for me,  it made me feel extra macho and manly. When we arrived at the suite it took very little time at all before I started to play. Now even though the lack of sleep was catching up with me,  this was going to be a big night.

On the way to the suite I had picked up my Malaysian cane and I was feeling mean. Perhaps no sooner than ten minutes in I once more gave ellee the meaningful eye. Producing the cane I asked if she would like it. Seriously,  it was like asking her if she wanted some chocolate. After some discussion we decided on 12 strokes,  and while I held back some,  this was still a nice healthy application. ellee and I have discussed some future plans for a serious caning and as I had seen a prelude to this I am going to have to say that this is the one thing that I want more than anything at the moment. Anyway,  I put my hat on ellee’s head and began to apply the cane. Do you want to know how mean I have become? When we got to stroke four I did something that I rarely do,  I took aim at the crease area between the bottom and the thighs and delivered a beauty to that spot. Beth Eisley captured that stroke landing perfectly in these two pics.

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Two strokes later I did something that I never do,  I gave ellee a cane stroke across the back of the thighs!! It’s a strange feeling,  years ago I would have been horrified to apply the cane to the thighs,  but now,  not only did I do it,  but I wanted it to hurt and I wanted her to have a memento from it. The latter very much came true,  ellee carried that mark for more than a week.

The scene was short but it was really,  really hot!! It was hot for a number of reasons. Firstly ellee was wearing my hat and I don’t know why,  but in my mind I think that it made her warm and fuzzy. It might not be true but that is what I was thinking. The other factor was that ellee was watching her own caning in the full length window and for some reason I found that hot as well. With with this combination of events it was good for me,  especially ellee’s reactions to each cane stroke. Man I wish we had filmed it. Up until now I kind of felt that I had hogged ellee at this party a little bit,  and we still had one big event to go on Sunday,  so now that I have given her a caning I also felt that I needed to give her a little space.

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There were a few guys that I wanted to talk to and I was engaged in a conversation when I caught Missy out of the corner of my eye. Other than for a short time in her group suite,  I hadn’t seen Missy hardly at all up to this point,  so I was eager to catch up with her. Again,  it isn’t normally my style but I really didn’t take too long at all before I asked her if she wanted to play and she was more than happy to oblige. I have to say,  it was pretty darn awesome.  Missy has hardly played at all since the last so it didn’t take much of an application from my hand before she was wiggling and squirming all over my lap. It is a weird feeling,  I was feeling pretty sadistic,  and while I wasn’t spanking hard by any means,  I was reveling in the fact that she was feeling it. The more that I spanked the more she was clutching at things and trying to avoid the swats.

Once we were done I believe it was Missy’s suggestion that we try the cane. I say this because I was pretty stunned that Missy wanted the cane. At the parties that we had been at before I had never once given Missy the cane,  and now she is asking for it? In four weeks time at the party,  Missy and I are sharing a room once more,  and now she tells me that she likes to be caned? That is going to be a long 5 days for her.

As I always do with someone new I started somewhat lightly with the cane,  and despite Missy jumping forward before the cane landed and generally having a hard time staying still throughout the event,  I was really delighted at this new development. The longer the caning went on the happier I was becoming. Poor Missy might well have some nightly caning’s coming to her before her bedtime spanking in a few weeks. It was so nice to get to play with her once more though,  it had been a long time.

Now going back to the first night I told you about giving ellee a birthday spanking and how someone was watching that spanking very intently. It is the look that I personally look for when I observe people. Now I could be well wrong about this,  but the look was telling me that a spanking from me would be welcome. It is a topic that I have talked about until I am blue in the face,  an indication from the girl that an advance is welcome. Nothing pisses me off more than hearing after a party that someone wanted to play with me yet they made no effort whatsoever to try and make it happen,  just the smallest of indications that they actually wanted an interaction with me. Tops aren’t mind readers and a lot of the time they have to be careful about who they ask to avoid making a girl feel uncomfortable. In my eyes a girl has to show an interest in playing otherwise it probably isn’t going to happen. They don’t have to ask,  but they can put themselves in an approachable position where the guy is allowed to ask.

Anyway,  the girl who was watching the spanking was Lostkitten and I caught her eye as I was spanking ellee. From the look on her face I could see that she was enjoying watching the spanking and I knew at some point in the party I was going to ask her to play. It was Saturday when I finally asked her if she would like to play and she was more than happy to oblige. So we went off to the back bedroom where she pulled her jeans down and took her position over my lap.

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Being that I had not played with Lostkitten before,  nor having observed her playing,  I started off quite easily on her. It didn’t take long before I realized that I could step things up a bit and began to start handing out a nice healthy spanking. It was only after being in the scene for a while did it occur to me that this girl can take quite the spanking. As you can see by the pics,  there wasn’t an area that was left uncovered and I thoroughly enjoyed the session. After finishing I gave her a hug and had hoped to talk with Lostkitten for a while,  but unfortunately no sooner was she off my lap when someone else grabbed her and she was getting spanked again. Maybe at a later party I will have the time to sit and talk with her for a while.

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As you can tell,  I was in my groove now. Now I had spoken a little to Sara Fields for a little bit and I couldn’t let a party go by without playing with her. Even though there seemed to be a little tension lurking around in the air,  I went ahead and asked her and she seemed happy to oblige. Now Sarah was another girl who I had given a pair of nylon panties to,  which were purple this time. I actually figured that she still had them on her and I felt a bit bad that she had to go back to her room for them as it wasn’t that important.

We went into the back bedroom where we were soon joined on the other bed by Ralph Marvel and ellee. Sometimes it can throw you off a bit when you can hear the sounds of someone else being spanked,  almost like you try and remain with your own rhythm,  which for me is hard because I love the sound of two bottoms being spanked in unison. Perhaps this wasn’t the longest spanking I had given,  but I was beginning to get hot. Still,  I soldiered on and spanked away at the naughty young miss. Sara and I tend to get to play at each party so I was happy that we managed to do this,  even if it was no more than a 5 minute spanking. Kind of wished I had got to spend more time with her,  but like I said,  something was in the air that night and I’m not sure what it was. Maybe at the next event we can sit back and hang out for a while.

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For me the night was beginning to come to a close in the suite and I wanted to spend some time with my East Coast friends. After dropping off something in my room I headed upstairs where I was greeted by Missy. Now she was in the middle of some type of training and I didn’t want to interrupt,  so I headed into the back room where all of the other girls were. Going to be some serious spanking, huh?

It took a while for the girls to get up but when they did they all took part in what seemed to be some type of ongoing game. So I watched for a while,  chatted to Kor-E for a bit and then before you knew it everyone was back. Now I admit that I was getting pretty tired at this point,  but not too tired where I couldn’t give Missy another caning. I had bide my time for quite a while,  waiting for a chance,  and it finally arrived. I’m a bit of a caning right now and to know that my roommate will play with a cane gives me tingles. After asking Missy if she wanted a swift dozen we headed to the bedroom.

Now over the end of the bed it was much easier to cane Missy. You see the poor girl has a hard time keeping still and the bed frame really helps her to stay in position. This time I put a little extra into the cane strokes,  trying to judge what it is that Missy is able to take for future reference,  and I like what I see so far. Now I didn’t go too low with Missy,  rather using the middle of her bottom,  and I have to admit that she took it way better than I thought,  hardly making a noise at all. In the next few months I have a feeling we are going to become quite acquainted with this procedure.

It’s now the early hours and I think I am done. On Sunday I still have two awesome scenes planned with Alex and ellee,  two events that I had put a lot of work into,  and I was suffering badly from sleep deprivation. As we exited the bedroom I was all set to put my cane away when I happened to catch the look on ellee’s face,  it was such a beautiful,  cheeky smile and I knew what it meant. There was still one more caning left in me and in a second I said  “And would you like 12 of the best as well,  young lady”?

It was delightful,  ellee floated into the bedroom with a big smile on her face. Of course by now I have caned ellee several times,  so I am beginning to feel really comfortable with her. At the same time though it is like 4am and I’m not going to be super mean,  so I saved her thighs and sit spot from agony (this time anyway) and like Missy before,  delivered the cane square on her bottom. It is a special place,  being able to cane a girl firmly and seeing her keep a smile on her face throughout. Let’s hope that when I cane her and Alex together that the smile remains,  I’m going 50/50 on that one as it will depend on what those two have been up to.

So that wrapped up Saturday night. I took my cane back down to my room,  had a smoke and then headed back up. Once I got to the suite floor I saw Alex,  ellee and YoggSothoth walking down to their room. After saying goodnight I asked if everyone was still up in the suite. ellee informed me they were and that they were about to start playing a game,  but to be honest I was way too tired to play trivia games. Instead,  I went back downstairs to get some much needed sleep,  but I still had to be up in 4 hours anyway,  there was an important caning that I had to give and I had to make sure that I was in the right mindset for it.

Part 5 next: Mr. Windsor is NOT a little bitch

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Quality Time With Alex And ellee

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The one thing that is currently going on with me right now is that I am happy,  and because of that I hope that people are happy for me. Since Vegas the smile has yet to leave my face and trip was such a cathartic experience for me. It also dawned on me that when I refer to ellee I always do so with the first letter as a lower case,  she is the only person that I do that with which makes her very unique.

When we left off I was having dinner with YoggSothoth,  Beth,  ellee and Alex. Once dinner was done the 5 of us split up into two groups with me accompanying ellee and Alex. The plan was to go to the main suite but we had to stop off in my room first. I forget the exact reason but I will say this,  there was something in me that wanted to get ellee there as I felt that she needed a spanking.

When we had walked through the casino to go to dinner ellee had showed some concern about my health and shared those concerns with me. Now I appreciated that she would take the time to share her thoughts but as we approached the elevator to take us to dinner we paused for a moment. Reaching behind her I swatted her butt and told her that while it pleases me that she is concerned over my health,  the time now had come to stop and that as an adult I was able to make an informed decision.

During dinner there were a few more mentions of it,  nothing really overt but something that I was keeping an eye on.

So now we had arrived at my room and after producing my canes I gave ellee 3 strokes with one of them. Now I was all prepared to go to the main suite with the girls right there and then,  but once more ellee voiced her health concerns to me so that was it,  a spanking was needed and it was going to happen right there and then.

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The lecture was short and sweet and I turned the young lass over my knee. Pulling up her sexy black dress I began what was to be a very long hand spanking. You could say that it was delivered to her panties but as you can plainly see,  the cut of them meant that this was a bare bottom spanking. There wasn’t much playing to this one and I didn’t lecture too much,  I just gave the girl a really good hand spanking that turned her bottom rosy red. I did however remind her that I really appreciated that she was concerned enough over my well being and that I understood it meant that she cared for me,  but enough was enough.

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There are times where that approach is needed. You can discuss matters at length but there comes a time where a warning is warranted,  and when that warning isn’t heeded a good old fashioned spanking generally does the trick. Now I enjoyed this very much. It isn’t often that I deliver sound hand spankings but this was one of those times. What I didn’t know though was that ellee had also done something else,  and I wasn’t to know what that was until we were about to leave the room.

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Now after I had spanked ellee I felt pretty content,  at least I had hoped that a lesson was learned,  but then the most awful thing happened as I prepared to escort the girls to the suite. Alex looked at me and somewhat hesitantly said “Can you give me a spanking as well”?

Man I felt terrible!! I was so focused on giving ellee what she had earned that I totally neglected Alex. I really did feel awful that she had to ask me to spank her.

So I had little to go on and I had to think on my feet quickly,  so turning Alex over my knee I decided that what I could do is give her a warning as to what was going to happen to her the following morning. A short brisk spanking over her skirt elicited practically zero reaction so it was moments before that skirt came up. What I love about Alex is that you get these really genuine reactions from her,  and the moment that I started to spank her over her grey cotton bikini panties the reactions were very clear and concise. Alex had asked for the spanking and she wasn’t going to get shortchanged one iota. Just as I had done with ellee,  I spanked Alex long and hard with my hand until the coloring of her bottom matched what I was striving for.

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For this spanking there was little interaction between us. I had a really big event planned for her for Sunday and I didn’t want to ruin any of that. When I do something big I put in an awful lot of effort to make things just as I think they should be. In fact Alex has subsequently requested that herself,  ellee and I do a scene at another party. She only had the original concept so I emailed her with my thoughts of two American girls attending boarding school in England. Alex loved the idea and sent me her feelings as to what that would mean to her. I’m going all out for this event,  including,  assuming that I can find one,  a headmaster cape and a mortar board. Already I have visions of Alex and ellee each bent over a table facing each other,  holding hands as each of them get 12 of the best,  it stirs a really hot scene in my mind and I plan on being strict.

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So now I have on my hands two well spanked naughty little girls and I am ready to go to the next event. As the girls stood there I gathered my things and I was buggered that I couldn’t remember where I had put my cigarettes. Kind of ironic really as that is why I had spanked ellee in the first place. Now having been spanked for it already,  I have to admit that I was surprised to find out that ellee hid them. Being that she had already been spanked,  had she told me right away as I started to look then she would have just got a warning. ellee didn’t do that though,  she watched with a grin on her face as I searched for them before finally admitting that she had hid them.

Okay,  so the next part was hysterical no matter how toppy I was feeling. ellee dove under the table to hide. All I could see was her booty sticking up and her bunny slippers,  it was really awesome to see this. It was so good that I felt like grabbing her by the ear and marching her to the bed. Instead she came out on her own and I opened the drawer and pulled my school paddle out.

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“I can’t believe that after spanking you regarding my smoking habit that you would hide my cigarettes” I said

ellee protested,  and in fairness she did have a small point. She hadn’t hidden them after I had spanked her,  she hid them the first moment that she got when we got to my room. In fact I had a feeling that she didn’t think this was fair,  so much so that I flat out asked her as she bent over  “Do you think this is unfair,  ellee”?

Had she said yes then I would have stopped doing what I was going to do. It was the only time that I questioned myself the entire weekend. The question in my mind was that I hadn’t spanked her yet prior to her hiding them so there were no guidelines set. However,  hiding things from a top is NEVER a good idea and it is something that a lot of girls should think about,  because it never ends well. ellee has hesitantly said that it wasn’t unfair,  but not convincingly,  so it was up to me. For me to give her 3 swats with my paddle I had to decide whether it was fair even though I felt that ellee didn’t think it was fair.

ellee had stood there and let me search for my cigarettes knowing full well that she had hidden them. That to me is enough of a reason to spank her.

On the first swat of the paddle I was mightily impressed. On her right cheek almost immediately a beautiful welt formed,  though it also sucked because we had another party to attend and I didn’t want to leave her black and blue,  so the final two were not anywhere near as hard as the first one was. That was it,  just 3 swats,  but I felt good about myself.

Grabbing my canes we all headed out of the door to go to the suite. Little did I know that my concern for marking ellee disappeared after 10 minutes and I would proceed to give her a mark that remains to this day.

Up next…….. Saturday Night’s Alright For Spanking

Spankings for Missy,  Lostkitten and Sara Fields. ellee and Missy get caned in the suite party,  and then I give them both 12 of the best to end the night at around 5am on Sunday.

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Friday Night Lights

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Part 2 is now posted and can be SEEN HERE

Friday at the freaks party started off slowly for me,  but that was partially planned as there was a long way to go and I didn’t want to become burnt out. I knew that my folks were around somewhere and I did go down to the casino many times during the day in the hopes that I would run into them,  but it wasn’t to be. At around 6pm I decided that I would pay a visit to the main suite,  not really with an idea of playing but to say hi to everyone. That didn’t work out as I ended up staying for the entire evening.

There were many people to say hi to and some old friends with whom I hadn’t seen for a few years to catch up with. Of course one of the biggest goals of this party was to play and to make sure that the few items on my list that I had arranged actually got to happen. Whilst I had engaged in a private scene the night before my first real play of the party occurred with Alex Reynolds. Alex and I had plans for a punishment spanking later in the party so this was a nice way to develop a relationship beforehand with a warm up spanking.

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Warm up spankings are exactly that,  nothing serious other than a reasonable hand spanking that desensitizes the bottom and allows them the ability to engage in heavier play now that their bottoms are warm. Of course I try to do the trippy headspace thing but I think for the most part that it falls on deaf ears. It is just something that I do though and is a natural part of play for me. Alex and I hadn’t played before so I was happy that we could get started like this. It was an even nicer treat that her dress had a built in slip which is something that is rarely seen anymore in relation to spanking,  and underneath she wore white cotton panties. We played for a good 5 minutes and I even put my hat on her head. After all,  she was the only girl who had ever worn my hat who wasn’t spanked by me.

My groove had been found early and I was at this party to play,  so I didn’t waste much time before I asked Lily Starr if she would like to play. At Crimson Moon a few years ago Lily and I did a brief caning scene and that was the only time that we had played,  so I was determined to play with Lily even if it was only for a warm up spanking. Of course I wasn’t expecting so many layers so my initial spanking must have felt like child’s play to her. We did eventually get her down to her panties though and I hope that she felt some of it.

Now I was beginning to get warmed up,  and by warm I mean I was starting to get hot,  lol. It wasn’t very long after I played with Lily that the opportunity to play with Erica Scott came up. I’m a guy so I don’t remember specifics,  so I’m not sure if I asked her or if she asked me as we were sat near each other. This scene was a lot of fun as Erica’s partner,  John was sat nearby and he is a riot. It is early days in the party and the whole idea was for warm ups,  but as this spanking went on I started to get into it and with the encouragement of John’s comments I picked the pace up as we all laughed. At one point I heard John answer someone “Is he spanking a girl? No,  he’s spanking like a girl”. Now remember,  there was three way banter going on between Erica,  John and myself and this was totally appropriate for our scene.

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Erica had on these silky green panties that were delightful,  and as much as I would have liked to have carried on for a while,  I really was getting hot. So I thought of a different tactic. Erica was nicely warmed up so I decided to start spanking her with my left hand. For anyone who has felt it,  you will know that my left hand is significantly stronger than my right hand. Finally I was getting some reaction from her during this time and her bottom was a delightful shade of red. Once the spanking was over there was a suggestion of the cane,  and I’m going to have to say that it was Erica’s suggestion as I don’t normally offer the cane to someone with whom I don’t know that well.

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My Malaysian cane was in the room and because I hadn’t used a cane on Erica before I decided that I would use it very carefully. We had decided on 6 of the best and I tried to start out light and build up in the hopes that I could judge Erica’s reactions. Once the 6 were over John joined in the conversation and said that 7 was Erica’s lucky number and once that was done then John even suggested that we go for 11. Now I can use the cane all night but we are early in the weekend and I wanted to make sure that Erica was okay with it. Erica had no problem and I even think the strokes started to get harder. Once the 11 were up John had make a suggestion for 21 but Erica cut him off this time with an eloquent statement that you can read in her Party Report Part 2 right here.

That was the first of my New year’s resolutions completed. Erica was on my list of people who I wanted to play with properly.

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It was sometime after this that I got to see the guys arrive in the evening,  most of them anyway. With me I had brought my late Brother’s earring which is something that I normally wear in my right ear to parties. The problem is though that the thing is a tricky sucker to clasp. During the evening I had asked three girls if they could assist me but with no luck and then I had spotted Maria,  who I felt would be someone who could do this. I was right of course and I was so happy to now have it in. Maria is someone with whom I have not played with nearly as much as I should have. We had played at the New Year’s party and I have an internal goal to set some time aside at each party to play with her. Unfortunately this wasn’t one of my better efforts as we had gone in the back room which I found to be hotter than the main room. It is a big issue that once you start sweating during giving a spanking then it isn’t going to stop the more you continue. I had wanted to play a bit longer but I guess if there was a plus side,  it was a nice warm up for her.

After this I decided that I needed to cool down for a bit and found my way to chat with Calicutie and Mr. Kaufman,  two friends of mine from long ago. It was during this conversation that Cali had suggested that we play and I was surprised as I wasn’t sure whether or not they played with others. Cali however gave me one of her spanko lotto cards which meant that I could redeem it for 25 swats with the tops choice,  and also get to scratch the other two selections for additional swats. Before this happened though I asked Ten if she would like to join me for a cigarette. The two of us found ourselves in the back bedroom bathroom where the smoking section was and soon after we were joined by Alex and Heather who were looking for some get away space so they put up with our smoke. My ego got the better of me and I pointed out to Alex and Heather that this was the very tub that I had spanked Ten in at Shadowlane.

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Once we were done with our cigarettes Ten climbed into the tub again and gave me a knowing smile. With the grace of a ballerina I step over the tubs edge in my socks,  made contact with the porcelain and promptly did the splits over the edge of the tub. I think the only one who didn’t notice was Ten who was rocking from side to side.

Now earlier in the evening I had given Ten a pair of pink nylon panties which she was proudly wearing around the room,  and this was what was currently adorning her bottom right now. Well I hadn’t given them to her for nothing of course and I was delighted that we were going to play while she wore them. I can’t really say much other than I warmed her bottom nice and long and we did an impromptu scene where I got to use my voice. Honestly,  I can’t say much more other than the scene was very,  very hot and resulted in Ten getting a nice red bottom. There is something about this bathtub scene and as Ten said to a fan on Twitter today,  “Don’t ask. I fell in love with that bathtub”

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Top Ten Stories For 2012

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In 2012 my written stories were viewed over 65,000 times. They aren’t the most popular feature on this site,  however they are of course popular. At the start of a new year I like to give you a run down of top tens from the previous year,  so these were the top ten stories viewed on this site last year. If that doesn’t interest you then scroll to the bottom of the post for a newspaper clipping 🙂

1 – THE FIRST SPANKING

It is now 32 years ago that I officially began an actual life of spanking,  a very fortunate experience that helped shape the person I am. At that point in my life I was very confused with my thoughts of spanking,  certainly the beatings I suffered as a child were no source whatsoever to fuel those desires,  and still I was fascinated by the whole thing. When you suffer at the hands of someone else for so long you develop a certain sense of survival skills,  skills that aren’t measurable,  but skills that nonetheless protect you from the outside world and the capability to form functioning relationships. The first time I ever trusted a girl to let her become my girlfriend wasn’t until I was 16 years old,  that’s right,  I had never sought to form a relationship with a girl until I was 16. Most of that came from the fact that I never wanted to subject anyone to my life,  the fact that I spent every day of my life in fear,  wondering whether this was going to be a good day,  or a bad day.

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2 – Missy Gets Spanked In Public

The first day was awesome and I was so looking forward to another session with Missy. The first event on Saturday was the Reformatory and I played my role with delight. At some point during the proceedings I saw Missy get up on stage and get spanked,  at the time it was fun and I didn’t think anything of it,  not until I was outside talking to her much later that day.

At some point I had gone to my room to rest and I decided to test the waters further,  so I powered up my computer and started to type a letter to Missy. Here is what I wrote.

“Missy,  I thought after our little discussion yesterday that you had promised me that you were going to be a good girl.

Lo and behold,  what do I see today,  my Missy Doright up on stage misbehaving during her exercise program!! Now I noticed that you were so bad that someone had to spank you right there on stage.

Well young lady,  after our discussion yesterday,  don’t you think for one little minute that that will be the ONLY spanking you are going to get for misbehaving in class today!! Apparently 66 spanks was not a sufficient enough reminder to keep you on track,  so this time young lady you will be getting 100 spanks,  and we will see if that improves your behavior.

So at some point this evening I want you to put on your naughty girl panties,  you know which ones they are,  because from now on we are going to refer to them as your naughty girl panties,  and I want you to seek me out during dinner!!

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3 – Nurse Byron and the Manor House. (Long story)

Lyn Byron had worked for the same nursing agency for four years now. Most of her assignments were in nursing homes,  with the occasional engagement in a private house. Her next assignment was to be one that would change her life forever.

Lyn was busy with her laundry when she called the agency to check her schedule for that week. She was told of a new engagement in a private home with an elder gentleman. As per his wish,  he wanted to spend his recovery time at home following his operation. To help with the pain he would need round the clock care for a few days as the pain medication would put him in and out of consciousness.

It was Monday that was to be her first day at work. After getting herself ready,  she started on the drive to take over from the night nurse at this new patients home. Pulling into the driveway she was caught in awe at the size of the house,  it was like a stately mansion,  an eighteenth century house deep in the Virginia wilderness.

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4 – Birthday Spanking For Laura

They had been neighbors for nearly three years now,not long after her mom had packed up and moved away from her husband with her 15 year old daughter in tow. Brian Larson had welcomed them into the neighborhood like he would anybody and provided them with any support that he could. Brian wasn’t an intrusive sort and really kept the relationship as a cordial one,  always ready to help out when Rose Kelly needed some type of physical assistance around the house. For the most part that happened during the first few months and since that time he only helped roughly two or three times a year.

Part of his reluctance not to be intrusive was her teen daughter,Laura. She was a normal,bubbly kid,  a typical girl next door,  the type you wouldn’t hesitate to hire as a babysitter,  that would have been of course had he had any children. He knew it must have been difficult for the both of them so he tried to leave them alone as much as he could.

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5 – A Simple Birthday Spanking

So today was the day,Sue Jackson had turned 21. The early morning shower felt heavenly as she sang happily to herself,  smiling from time to time thinking of her neighbor,  Dominic Russo,  a studly Italian in his late 30?s. Sue had been at Dominic’s the night before flirting for all her worth with the handsome man. As She was leaving the night before,  he had told her to come back the next day for her present,  being quite cheeky,  Sue quipped,  “Is it a birthday spanking”   with a huge grin on her face. This caused Dominic to smile and he replied,  “Come to think of it,  we can give you one of those as well”   and he winked at her.

Now drying off,  Sue was all excited,  won’t be long before She finally gets the dashing Man’s attention. What to wear though,  Opening her lingerie drawer she pondered,oh how I wish he will be brave enough to lift my dress she thought to herself,  after studying the contents of the drawer,  Sue selected a cute red satin panty and bra set with white polka dots,  carefully checking her butt in the mirror,  yep,  there is plenty of bare cheek popping out the bottom of these,  allowing herself a quick couple of smacks.

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6 – Getting the cane

Getting The Cane!!

For anybody who has never tasted it,  let me tell you,  it bites real bad,  imagine the fear associated with it when you are a 14 year old boy. Though I have several stories to relate from a caning ( you tend to remember them ) this one sticks out a bit.

Up to this point,  I had received either 1 or 2 strokes with it,  depending on what the punishment was for. Each time had been alone ( always been a loner ) with both the Headmaster and the deputy head present. On this occasion,  there were 4 of us,  each sentenced to 3 strokes each,  the reason,  being caught with alcohol on school property ( the fields out back ). The other kids I was with I can barely remember the names of.

So there we are,  the 4 of us outside the Head’s office,  trying for all our might to be the big brave boys we were,  though I am certain the hands of the other boys were shaking as bad as mine were. So the first boy gets summoned in and the three of us sat there silently. The Head was talking,  but we couldn’t hear a word that was said. Then came that awful period,  the complete deafening silence.

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7 – Emily And Tom (Long erotic story –3 parts)

The drive was arduously long for Emily. It wasn’t necessarily the distance that made it long,  it was the pent up feeling inside,  knowing that this drive was being taken to meet someone. Someone who was finally going to spank her bottom like a naughty girl,  something she had wanted and desired for years.

The weeks of contact had seemed like an eternity,  each email or phone call just increasing the desire to be spanked,  each one feeling like additional torture. She had even practiced placing pillows on a chair and laying over them like she was OTK,looking at his picture on her computer screen as she lifted her skirt,  blushing as she imagined how it would feel for real. Then inserting her fingers into the waistband of her panties and drawing them all the way down to her knees. My God is this going to be embarrassing,  she thought to herself,  as she tried to clench her cheeks to protect her modesty. Emily laid there for ten minutes trying to imagine the scene unfolding,  looking behind her to try and see what view he would have.

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8 – Jane’s Birthday Spanking

A summer away from home for Jane,  she was 18 and was a junior counselor at a summer camp. She got the exclusive placement due to being able to live with the camp director and his wife.

There was a camp break and it also happened to be her 19th birthday. Brian and his wife put on an amazing evening for her with lovely presents and then there was the cake to cut. Before they went there though,  Ann teasingly asked  “Shouldn’t Jane get her birthday spanks first”?

All three of them laughed and Jane retorted  “I remember my last one on my 16th,  ouch”  she said as she rubbed the seat of her powder blue flared skirt.

Brian also joined in the chiding  “Three years without a birthday spanking,  Anne,  I don’t know,  I have a feeling a naughty teenager needs a spanking”

Jane teased right along,  pretty much inviting a reaction as she laughed  “Why do I get this feeling that very shortly I am going to be over someone’s knee with my bottom sticking up in the air”

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9 – The Fly On The Wall

A different type of spanking story for you compared to my other ones. This story contains F/f,  f/m,  F/m and F/f spankings.

It was a hot and humid summer in North Carolina,the small town offered little but the sense of community was strong. Kyle had grown up there his whole life and this summer break was different for him. Two months prior,  the owners of the house attached to his had relocated to Florida,  in their place had moved a single Mom with her grown up Daughter. Kyle was pretty smitten with the next door girl immediately,  and for the past couple of weeks they had spent their summer break doing things together.

For some reason today was different. It was approaching supper time and the two of them were sat on the stoop of the local library. Tara had been unusually quiet that day like she had something on her mind. Kyle had tried to be the Knight in shining amour,  attempting to make her laugh,  or talking gently while trying to display a sympathetic ear,  but Tara remained pretty withdrawn that day.

Very shortly they would be leaving the steps of the library to head home for supper.

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10 – Need a ride home?

The snow was falling heavy outside and Gail had to make it home. Luck must have been with her today,  her co-worker,  Ted Johnson,  lived close by to her and offered her a ride home. Due to the weather,  the ride was going to take a while. Gail knew that Ted was a widower and that his 2 girls had moved away from home years ago. As the drive was slow and tedious,  and the conversation was very lame the brat started to come out in Gail. Thinking of her own mislead youth she had joked that it must have been hard to raise two girls. When he replied that his hand got more than a workout Gail became intrigued and pressed on,  wanting to know all of the gory details. “So you would spank them then?”  she said smiling broadly. Looking across at her he replied, “Well I am sure you know how girls can be”

With a cheeky grin she replied  “Well I know how I was”  and laughed out loud.

“So you should be no stranger to a warm bottom then”

“ME”  she exclaimed  “Heck no,  my Daddy wouldn’t dare spank me”

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“Well maybe if he had you wouldn’t have been like you were” he said sarcastically.

“Guess I’ll never know” she replied,poking out her tongue.

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Getting Focused

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The FMS party is over and I have been recharged. The second part of the weekend story will be coming soon but before I write that I want to cover a few things about being focused.

Emotionally,  this weekend was really good for me,  it allowed me to get in to the right head space that I needed,  to evaluate what is important to me. Despite only playing a handful of times,  I was able to take some peace away from the party with me.

The first focus that I have is to pick up where I left off in my healthy eating program. In September of last year we had an overhaul at work which required me to make some changes. One of those changes had to be giving up my appointments with my dietitian. Now that wasn’t that big of a deal really,  she had already taught me what I should be doing and my healthy eating has been going on for two and a half years now. What did suffer though was that I cut back on my exercising,  the longer hours at work and the tiredness upon return home for a few hours each night really waned my interest in full exercise.

Now each night I do take a 3 mile walk home so it isn’t like I am being a couch potato,  but the extra effort of an exercise program in order to reach the personal goals that I set for myself did indeed take a back step.

So what are the hard and fast results you may wish to know? Until September of last year I had dropped a total of 77lbs,  since September I have put 8lbs back on,  so from my original starting point I am down 69lbs. Honestly,  I am really happy with the results of that. Yes,  I did in fact put 8lbs on,  but from where I once was clearly my new healthy living lifestyle has paid off. There was no spike in weight gain,  I maintained my eating choices and if I had continued to exercise at the rate that I had before the changes,  well,  I would have continued to lose weight.

Now before I go further,  the choices and lifestyle that I am about to talk about are mine. This isn’t a reflection on anyone else,  their methods,  goals,  decisions etc. The bottom line is,  I want everyone to get themselves healthy,  however they achieve it. I mean that seriously as well,  I will support anyone’s choices to live a healthier lifestyle. Changing ones lifestyle is something important and I don’t take it lightly.

When I started I had my own personal goal of losing 100lbs,  though the number itself really is just a figure. You have to remember,  I lost my Brother at the age of 41 to obesity,  so my motivation remains high. Why do I choose a number of 100lbs though? Let me explain.

When I started living a healthier lifestyle,  I didn’t even think it would be possible to lose 100lbs,  but I set it as a goal to provide me with motivation,  something tangible to keep working towards. Perhaps I am more goals orientated than I ever knew because as the new lifestyle kicked in,  I found that I was setting goals all the time. If I weighed 250lbs,  my new goal would be 245lbs,  there wasn’t a timeframe for it,  just something to strive towards. My eating habits improved to a point that I wouldn’t really gain weight,  I just wouldn’t lose any if my exercising took a nose dive for whatever reason. It was really hard work,  I’m not going to lie,  and it is something that you really need to commit yourself to both physically and mentally.

This is what it means to me. It is all about mental strength and discipline,  a commitment to actually do something,  stick to it and see the results at the end. In our lifestyle I think that there are a lot of people who can understand what I mean by that and why I do it. It is something that is deeply personal to me and has mentally made me a stronger person. The number itself may not be of that great an importance to me really,  if I hit 92lbs then so be it,  but I have a goal in mind and that is what motivates me. For me it isn’t just the healthy lifestyle,  it was also unhealthy to be the size that I was and I had to change that as well. They pretty much go hand in hand anyway,  but in order for me to lose the extra pounds I have to work harder.

At every place that I go to people are always seeking advice from me,  and of course I am happy to give what I have picked up. It isn’t a game,  it isn’t a game of one-upmanship,  and I want everyone to live a healthier lifestyle no matter how they go about that. The goals that I write about here are about me,  they are what I have set for myself. For others it might be going for a walk or eating one less potato,  whatever it is,  I genuinely wish everyone the best in that. Maybe later in the week I will share my shopping list and my food intake with you,  perhaps it may give someone a boost and some ideas to incorporate into their own menus.

At the end of the day I have my mojo back,  my focus is where I want it to be and I am ready for the final challenge to push me towards my goal. The feedback that I have received from my success has been inspiring,  several of my male friends in my vanilla life watched what I did and a couple of them have actually lost more than I have now. Like I said,  at every party as well people are always approaching me. I see that I have one goal in that area,  because it was something that was given to me by my dietitian,  support and encouragement. If you are thinking of doing something,  do what was said to me,  start small. Set a goal of 3 pounds and then set a new goal. The other thing is exercise,  you put fuel in the body but you need to burn it,  if you stick to a daily program it will be small,  but results will come,  trust me. I lost 77lbs in 2 years,  so think about it,  that works out to only about 3/4 of a pound a week from a lot of hard work. The weight doesn’t fly off,  you have to set a long term goal to change your lifestyle and work hard at it.

That’s it for the diet for now,  but I am so motivated right now. The other part of my focus really revolved around this past weekend. For whatever reason,  this weekend worked for me. I only played a handful of times in four days,  yet I left the party feeling so good about myself as a person.

A few months ago I pondered whether or not the spanking group that I have on Fetlife had run its course. The group was very popular,  a lot of really good topics were discussed,  but I got to a point that I had little more to say. Once it got to the point that the bickering started,  the cowardly fake profile that was created to besmirch me,  and the lack of meaningful topics,  I felt that we had started to jump the shark. I’m not even saying it is a bad thing,  I would much rather have had a meaningful group for a year than not have one at all. As the months went on though,  and things started to happen,  my interest started to wane.

Coming back from Florida I was recharged,  so much so that I forced three new topics for the group. It took less than a few minutes before I got a reply on one,  a topic about my surveys. Unfortunately though,  the response was an attempt to embarrass me. I just didn’t get it,  I really didn’t. There was one time that I spoke to the individual in person,  he seemed like a nice enough guy,  and then out of the blue that. There didn’t seem any rhyme or reason to it,  just spitefulness,  and who knows why,  perhaps it is the company I keep or they know someone that I am no longer close to?

I gave it a college try to get some spark back,  but the spark was doused in minutes,  that isn’t what I am about. At one point at the FMS party I saw Aurora on the couch in the wee hours of the morning and I walked over to sit next to her,  she lifted her legs and then dropped her thigh onto mine. A few minutes later her leg went over mine and soon after that both her legs were between mine and she tucked her feet under my other thigh. Within minutes she dropped her head on my chest and dozed off,  that is what it is about to me.

This past party I learned a lot about myself,  I’m really in a euphoric state right now. Sitting there on Sunday night playing some light hearted games,  have a little bit of spanking fun and snuggling up to those close to me,  it just made me wonder what the point is of all the squabbling. My focus on Fetlife is changing,  I like going there to play with my friends,  the other stuff has got tiresome over time,  so much so that it no longer interests me at all. That is why I deleted the thread,  I’m not going to get into a tit for tat over something so trivial. There are things that are important to me but that most certainly isn’t one,  there is a decent chance that I have started my last thread on that group. It was a great place to go for a year,  but I think it is time for something new. The group will remain open of course but the topics have been exhausted in my mind.

This weekend I learned what was important to me,  and more importantly,  what isn’t.

 

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FMS Party Report (Part 1)

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The rumblings had started on Wednesday night,  and they were not good rumblings. Yes,  just prior to the party the pup started to get sick. For once I decided to leave for a party fairly early and I was delighted when my dear and long term friend,  Aurora,  had emailed me offering to pick me up at the airport. From the airport to the hotel it was a very short ride and once we got there and checked in,  Aurora and I went our separate ways to find our own rooms and freshen up. I made it as far as the registration room and popped my head in to say hi,  which,  in hindsight, probably wasn’t the wisest choice.

When you go to spanking parties there are some folks who you see at most all parties,  then there are others who you only get to see one time a year,  this happened to be one of those times where most of the people in the room I only see once a year. A quick hi turned into a cigarette,  then a couple of beers courtesy of Mike Stein,  and then I sat with Andrea and helped her with registration. A quick hi turned into three hours of fun before I went to my room to crash for a bit. Unfortunately that is when my stomach was in knots,  which is just about the pits at a party.

My hope was that things were going to clear so I planned to do what I normally do on the first night, have a few beers,  socialize,  and just get to hang out with my friends. A lot of the activity happened around the bar area (hey,  go figure) where people came and went. As had happened,  Mike Stein and I found each other,  parked our butts,  and settled in for the night just hanging out and sharing beers. For the best part of the evening we were graced with the company of the gorgeous Cee Cee. In fact when I arrived at the bar it was with Cee Cee and the pair of us took a spot at the bar to catch up,  over time Aurora,  Heather,  Ty and others joined us. It was a great start to the weekend.

There isn’t much to report on Thursday night for me, there was no play (at least that I can remember anyway) partially because of my stomach and partially from the fact that I just like to drink on the first night and catch up with old friends. That said however,  one thing happened that night which was the highlight of my weekend. It is real close because the same thing happened on Sunday,  but on Thursday it was spontaneous so I think it has the edge.

I was sat on the couch and Heather was next to me,  at some point I decided I was going to go for a smoke, just about the same time that Heather put her head down on my chest. Well mama didn’t raise no fool. I just simply put both arms around her,  clasped my hands together and held her,  and there we stayed,  and stayed,  and stayed. Yes,  my favorite moment at a spanking party had nothing to do with spanking,  my favorite moment was a bonding moment. Heather and I haven’t done anything close to that before,  in fact we have only played together twice before,  it was on the spur of the moment and it totally rocked. It was the highlight of my weekend for sure.

Friday morning,  ahh,  Friday morning,  it sucked!! Eating was something that I couldn’t do on Thursday,  and the thought of it on Friday was less than appealing. The morning was rough and I stayed in my room for the most part,  probably emerging at around 2pm to find a bite. Even though I was at a party,  I spent Friday afternoon in bed. A lot of my friends were arriving on Friday so I wanted to be ready for Friday night at the vendor’s fair. The party games were going on so the tops,  me included,  were dishing out little mini spankings. They are great ice breaker games,  allowing people to connect,  get a 6 swat spanking without any pressure and the opportunity to form friendships.

Friday night I was feeling a bit better so I wanted to get some play in. The first spanking of the weekend was given to Munchkin,  just the type of spanking I like to give as well. Just a good girl type spanking,  very soft,  played to laughs and of course my attempts to make her laugh by acting all toppy. It worked a treat to get things going for me and when it was over we hugged and Munchkin said “Thank you, Daddy”. It is a little inside joke,  but those are the types of comments that make a spanking a memorable one.

There was a core of us in one of the party rooms and I don’t mean to disrespect anyone who was present so I won’t start shouting names out. There was a large group of us who have been friends for years though and it was wonderful to sit in one area with them all. The main features were Heather’s 45 minute spanking from PPD,  that pretty much was the center of the night. PPD even got a blood blister so I played my role of asshole to a tee and fetched him a leather paddle. Perhaps the funniest part was just as Heather was about to get up,  in walks Ty,  grabs her mid-rise and puts her back over his and PPD’s laps and the pair of them gave her a double spanking. Heather was wearing pink panties during the spanking,  a color that was distinctly lighter than that of her bottom by the time that PPD was done with her.

PPD wasn’t done yet either and neither was I.

I made my move to finally get to play with Beth Eisley once more after several missed opportunities. During that event I was walking with a group to lunch,  and in front of us were two teenagers walking through the hotel in bikinis. Being a conscientious type guy,  I asked the group if we could stop and let the girls walk ahead for their comfort level,  and quite frankly I didn’t want to be seen as a lecherous old man,  lol. Beth was close by and as I told the story she belted out “PERVERT”. With nothing else to go on,  in my eyes that is reason enough for a spanking at a spanking party. So Beth was gracious enough to agree to play and just like the last time that we played,  it was hysterical.

I had to join in of course and I started to spank Beth in rhythm as I also sang the song. The whole spanking was fun from start to finish,  to me it isn’t all about discipline and control,  to me there isn’t much better that spanking,  laughing and having a good time. Beth is so much fun to play with as well,  she plays the game the right way. When we spoke at one point I lamented about the missed opportunities and her response had been “That’s because you chickened out”,  that allowed me the chance to step up to the plate and right what was wrong. Perhaps game is the wrong choice of word,  but tops and bottoms have their roles and if both are playing them correctly,  little can go wrong.

As I mentioned above,  it is the little things that make scenes for me. Aside from the vision of Beth’s face as she laughed herself away as I spanked her,  once the spanking was done I got one of those thrills. After we hugged I watched Beth walk away a little and between two people I saw her lift her dress to look at the color of her spanked bottom,  and that to me was awesome. I even told her there was a mirror close by which she did in fact look in,  but that wasn’t as cool as catching her lifting her dress to check on her own bottom.

Before I finish the first party report,  I did mention to Beth that I was going to bring her up on charges at the CP court for calling me a pervert,  which really was nothing more than an idle conversation piece,  but her answer was that no one had ever brought her up on charges before. So what had been a throw away comment actually became a reality,  see you in court on Sunday,  young lady.

Is there more to come? Oh you bet there is. Saturday’s events will be covered in full,  though the sickness was sapping my strength I still had a whale of a time,  even if I only played once. The friends,  the fun,  the new people,  the 50 or so quick 10-20 swat on the spot spankings,  the hugs. Then we will include Sunday which to me is as good as anything,  spanking games,  bonding moments and a quiet relaxed evening with friends.

One thing that I am going to incorporate for future parties this I learned this weekend. When it comes to extended hug time I will buy some disposable mini headphones. That way we can stay a part of the group,  have one earpiece apiece and listen to Enigma,  so that we can stay in the zone. There are a few really close friends who I do this with and I have a feeling that it will work really well. We all need to zone out from time to time at spanking parties while still being a part of it,  everyone has that space where they just want to sit there,  however they are doing it,  to be left alone,  to be in the zone absorbing what it going on. I wish there was a magic pill or a sign that we could use “In the zone, please tread carefully”

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Missy Gets Spanked In Public

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The first day was awesome and I was so looking forward to another session with Missy. The first event on Saturday was the Reformatory and I played my role with delight. At some point during the proceedings I saw Missy get up on stage and get spanked, at the time it was fun and I didn’t think anything of it, not until I was outside talking to her much later that day.

At some point I had gone to my room to rest and I decided to test the waters further, so I powered up my computer and started to type a letter to Missy. Here is what I wrote.

“Missy, I thought after our little discussion yesterday that you had promised me that you were going to be a good girl.

Lo and behold, what do I see today, my Missy Doright up on stage misbehaving during her exercise program!! Now I noticed that you were so bad that someone had to spank you right there on stage.

Well young lady, after our discussion yesterday, don’t you think for one little minute that that will be the ONLY spanking you are going to get for misbehaving in class today!! Apparently 66 spanks was not a sufficient enough reminder to keep you on track, so this time young lady you will be getting 100 spanks, and we will see if that improves your behavior.

So at some point this evening I want you to put on your naughty girl panties, you know which ones they are, because from now on we are going to refer to them as your naughty girl panties, and I want you to seek me out during dinner!!

This time you will be getting the spanks in rounds of 20, not ten, and if after 100 good sound spanks you are even remotely sassy or petulant, those panties will come down to your knees and you will get spanked on your bare bottom.

Now I hope that after tonight’s spanking that you will learn a lesson, because if you don’t and I have to spank you again, you will be spanked in your schoolgirl outfit just like a bad little girl, in the privacy of my own room. For that spanking you will stand in the corner holding your skirt up to reflect on your behavior, and then you will go across my knee. But that is not all young lady, because if I have to spank you again after tonight, you will also find yourself lying on my bed and I will pull my thick belt through its loops and I will use that belt on your bottom.

I hope this message reaches you loud and clear, and I expect to see you this evening for your punishment you bad little girl.”

It was really funny and I was so proud of myself, my only hope was that it would reach her. Before taking a nap I decided to go and get a bottle of water from the store, and wouldn’t you know, just as soon as the elevator doors open, none other than Missy was in there and she is heading to the store as well, really ironic, fate is such a funny creature. Without so much as a ‘Hi’ I said to her “I just sent you an email, young lady”

It is a great weapon, I already know that it would set the butterflies churning in her tummy, and I did nothing to dispel that over the next 15 minutes, I could tell that she was very eager to get to her room to check her email. Once we finally parted after a nice talk, it wasn’t long before I got a reply.

“Yes, Sir. I’m sorry for misbehaving on stage today. I saw you standing off to the side, and I wanted to behave to make you proud. But then I didn’t want the other girls to think I wasn’t cool, and I got caught up in it.

I’m very sorry, and I’ll try to take my spanking(s) like a good girl.

Regretfully,
Missy”

Now that worked a treat, I was so excited to set up another scene. When I saw Missy later that day I told her that she can decide whether or not she wants the spanking before I went on stage for the talent show, or after it was done. I can’t remember totally but I think she approached me before, but it was too close to the start of the show. That shouldn’t matter too much, there will be plenty of time after the talent contest, at least that is what we thought, lol.

The talent show didn’t finish until nearly the end of the evening, and by this time the pup had a few beers. The next step was to go to the suite for the suite party. Now I saw Missy there, but we were both busy entertaining the masses. Quite a bit of time was spent by me in the back bedroom playing with several girls (story to come later) and any time I came out Missy was likewise engaged in either a conversation or play. So I had to come up with a plan, and a plan is just exactly what I did.

By this point I had played more in one evening than I have ever played at a party before, so I needed to rearrange the furniture. I pulled a chair from the back room and took it into the main room for a public spanking. Sitting down on the chair I waited to catch Missy’s eye to beckon her over, but before that happened Sarah Rocks decided to show me that she was wearing the panties that I had given her a while back. Well, the ‘100% Spankable’ panties couldn’t go passing without feeling a good spanking from the buyer now, could they.

I popped out for a smoke and came back to take my seat again, this time Aurora came over and put my Stetson on her head. I don’t know why, but I enjoy spanking girls who are wearing my hat. The only girls who get to wear my hat during a spanking are very special girls indeed. It feels like a little bonding session for me, like they have earned the right to wear my hat.

Anyway, it was when I was spanking Aurora that I spotted Missy out of the corner of my eye watching Aurora’s face, indeed, glancing around the room it was fun to see who else was peeking over the shoulders of the people they were talking to. I think after this, not certain, that I finally got CC over my lap in a different room, but I still had a certain young lady to come and now was the time, I was going to sit in that chair until I caught Missy’s eye.

Before the spanking took place, Missy asked if she could use the bathroom first to which I of course agreed. Something very funny happened here though because I was so determined to finally do this scene. As I sat there waiting for Missy’s return, someone shouted over to me. My response was to hold my hand up and reply “I’m in a scene right now”. Never, I repeat NEVER, stick your hand up to a woman, lol. It was 12 hours later at breakfast that I saw her, and you can guess what her response to me was. Anyway, despite my faux pas, Missy returned and awaited my instruction for her to assume the position.

It didn’t take long at all actually before she was stood to my right side and I lectured her about her behavior. Now I’m not a 100% certain, but I believe that before I took her over my knee I asked her to raise her dress up. Now the reason for this spanking, as I mentioned earlier, was because I had noticed her misbehaving during the reformatory, so I lectured her about that misdeed and asked her what her punishment was going to be. Obviously she remembered because it was going to be 100 spanks delivered in rounds of twenty.

As Missy lowered herself over my lap I took the time to gaze around the room and I was delighted, it is one of those tiny little things that make a spanking so good. Behind Missy there was a girl chatting to a guy, but her eyes were fixed on Missy’s behind. Someone on the couch on my left side had leaned over and was watching behind someone’s back, and a third girl who I noticed was watching from the other side of the room. Just imagine that, little Missy is about to get spanked in front of all of her friends and at least 3 of them were watching intently, the shame of it all. I wonder if Missy knew that her friends were watching her as she was about to get spanked in public?

Now I have a terrible time keeping quiet during a spanking as I really like to scold, but the first thing I did was deliver 20 crisp smacks to the seat of Missy’s white nylon panties. Clearly they stung as she hopped and yelped over my lap. It was time to remind her why she was over my lap and I chastised her for disappointing me with her behavior earlier that day. Yet another crisp 20 smacks were applied to her thin panties. Now I wanted to hear from her, so I asked Missy if she was regretting getting in trouble earlier that day and are we going to be expecting anymore misbehavior from her. Of course you know the answer to both of those questions, not that she could keep her promise on the latter. Yet again, and a little bit more brisk this time, 20 more firm spanks rained down.

It did dawn on me to let everyone know that Missy, in her rush to change, had put her panties on inside out. Can you imagine the embarrassment if I had let everyone know that? Of course now I was in full toppy swing “I am warning you now Missy, if I have to take you over my knee anymore this weekend you will be one sorry little girl. Not only will you get spanked on your bare bottom but I will also take my belt off young lady”

Lots of “Yes Sir’s” were coming from her mouth at this point, just to the right point where the next set of 20 spanks came. Timing was important because I didn’t want her to finish her thoughts before the next set of twenty came down. Of course each set of twenty is just getting harder and this time I had to hold onto her tight as Missy began to squirm over my lap.

As we approached the final set I asked Missy to repeat to me what would happen to her the next time if she misbehaved again. I listened intently to each word and before I settled in for the last set I paused once more, I wanted to see if the 3 girls were still watching, which indeed they were. It was probably more for my own ego that I did this than for Missy’s embarrassment, indeed, I don’t actually think that she was aware that 3 of her friends were watching her get spanked just like she was a naughty little girl.

The final set of twenty spanks began and now the legs were kicking wildly, at spank number 16 her foot intercepted my hand and I was unable to land the smack. So I told her to keep her feet down and that we are now going to start that set of twenty all over again, and that is what I did. By the time I was done Missy could hardly keep still and her bottom was shining. My bad little girl had been spanked once more. As she stood up I beckoned her over to sit on my lap, which after a brief rub of her bottom she did. For the next few minutes Missy sat on my lap with her arms around me as we hugged, the perfect ending to a spanking.

Now I know from that lesson that my little niece will not be giving me anymore trouble for the rest of the weekend, so just imagine my surprise when the following morning I was brought up on charges in court by my own niece!! That was perhaps her biggest mistake of the weekend and one that she paid for dearly. What followed later that afternoon was a spanking that bought her to the cusp of tears, and you will get to read about it in the final installment of what was the best roleplay scene that I have ever done!!

Panty survey right here.

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A Weekend With A Good Girl – Sunday, The Final day

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Here is the final part to the story of the time that I met Aurora in 2006. Obviously, due to the nature of the story, I asked Aurora if she was okay with it being posted, to which she was delighted that I would post it. The story isn’t about what happened in the past, it was posted for the benefit of a friendship rekindled. It probably reads like a chick flick, but this is exactly how it was posted four years ago. I hope that you all enjoyed it.

A Weekend With A Good Girl – Sunday

Aurora had wanted to leave early on Sunday to start her 18 hour car journey, being that we were still awake at 5am it didn’t appear as if she would leave right on time. I was to find out later that Aurora had been awake for hours as I slept, she was even getting antsy and hoping that her movements would wake me. Somewhere around 11am I finally rose. We laid there for only a short while chatting before I said I would get us breakfast, Aurora took the time to take a shower in preparation for the long journey.

Now you have probably got the idea already that I really am a true romantic at heart. I don’t know what the future holds for Aurora, I just hope that it includes lots of hugs. There aren’t too many people that are as affectionate as she is, nor many that I feel as affectionate about. I had learned a lot about her in 40 short hours and she is going to make someone very happy one day. We always hear about the search for the remaining good guys out there, well the same rings true for the good girls out there. As the title of this series reads, Aurora is truly one of the diamonds out there; it’s just a pity that the circumstances are what they are.

So before the day’s final spanking, which I intend to have some bite to it 😉 I have to tap into my kind side one more time. All I know is that for the next two days she is going to be all alone as she drives the 1200 miles, and all I can think of is someone who loves to cuddle so much is not going to get any of that during that time. So the sensitive Houndog came out to play. Before getting us breakfast, I popped into the local gift store to look for what I wanted to get her. Okay, so she has had puppy hugs for the last 40 hours, and tonight she won’t be getting that, so I scoured the store to find what I wanted to give her to take on her journey. It didn’t take long before I found it and I made my purchase before getting us breakfast.

When I got back, Aurora was still in the bathroom, no doubt getting her hair ready. I checked in and caught up on the college basketball scores that I had missed over the weekend and waited patiently for her to come out. It wasn’t long before she joined me and I started to get the breakfast out. After thinking about it, the last thing I wanted to do was give her the gift just as she was leaving, so I gave it to her before breakfast. What was it you ask? As she seemed to enjoy hugging the old dog for the weekend, I bought her a stuffed puppy to take with her on her journey. So now she has her own puppy to remind her of the weekend and to cuddle up to whenever she wants to.

Now, on to the spanking fun!! I’m figuring that this is the last one that we are going to get in, so I want it to be a good one. My bag of tricks were nearby and I started to warm the seat of her jeans. I grabbed the back of her jeans and pulled them up tight, using my right hand to spank down firmly on the taut material. Perhaps she realized that this one was going to be a good one, so instead of helping me with her jeans this time, she did everything in her power to make it hard for me. You know I wasn’t going to be denied, but I sure did have to work for it.

I worked her jeans down over her light blue, boy cut, lace panties. I have to admit, she has great taste and she really wears them well!! So now, same as before, the panties covered not one inch of her spank area. A nice spankable bottom to aim at, so I restarted in earnest. Not as much rubbing this time, not to start with anyway, we need to give her a nice hot seat to travel with. So my hand added the needed color to her cheeks before I picked up the CB paddle. I am sure Aurora was probably thinking that I was a bit of a meanie at this point, at least her clenched cheeks told me that as I firmly applied the paddle. Maybe about 30 or so with the paddle had her yelping nicely, so I put it down and picked up the tawse that she had become so fond of. Before I could even use the tawse, the first real sign of the brat actually came out. Spotting that I had put the CB paddle down she snatched it up, and with the artistry of an Olympic discus thrower, she launched the CB paddle clear across the room. 🙂

Not that she saw, but I stared at the back of her head with a look of toppy indignation, I said to her that if I ever had to punish her it was going to be a spanking with the CB paddle. With that I started to apply the tawse with a bit more gusto than the previous two nights. The spanking itself was an hour long again, just like the previous spankings it was supposed to be pleasurable, even if the spanking itself this time was a lot harder than the rest of them. We did have to get moving though so I stopped, even though I could have spanked her gorgeous bottom for another hour. Aurora stood up and with her jeans still around her knees she sat on my lap, putting her arm around me and resting her head on mine. She told me that she didn’t want to leave, and as much as I didn’t want her to go, I played the good soldier and avoided making her feel sad.

After she got up I went for a smoke as she composed herself. She sat on the bed facing me as I stood across the room, I once more told her what a wonderful person she was and that I was so happy that she had come to visit me. Her bottom lip dropped and I got the feeling that she doesn’t get as many compliments as she deserves. After I finished my smoke I went back over and flipped her over my knee, this time I started to give her a proper spanking. Before we got going she needed to take her meds so I let her up, we were going to continue but she was all dizzy and light headed so we postponed it until next time. It’s one spanking I owe her, plus, I owe her a spanking for voting for George Bush 😉

It was time for us to grab the bags and head out, before we did so I took down my cane. It was just something symbolic, but after whacking it down on my bare calf, Aurora bent over for 3 short strokes with it over her jeans, not really a caning, but at least she felt it. We took the remaining bags and headed to her car, I was a little concerned about her getting on the highway so I accompanied her into Brooklyn so that I could assure myself that she got on the BQE, I just had to hop on the subway for a short ride home after.

Where the entrance was to the highway, it happened to be one of my regular haunts, a bar that I go to and the place where my tattooist is. So I knew that when we got there we could pull into a parking lot under the bridge to say goodbye. The wind was whipping up a storm as we stood outside the car, talking about her new life and sharing a few hugs. I didn’t get to spank her on Broadway, but I did take the time to spank her in Brooklyn as the cars flew by, inches from us.

She was about to hit a super fast highway, so the last thing I wanted her to do was to start crying. We laughed a little and hugged some more and then it was time for her to go, we kissed each other on the cheek and I walked away as she got in the car. I waited at the entrance to the parking lot and waited for her to come by, she did so and we said goodbye as I squeezed her hand. Then I watched her leave just so that I could see that she got on the highway safe and sound.

That was it!! The weekend was over and Aurora headed south to Florida to start her new life. My hope is that she gets herself settled and is lucky enough to get what she needs; my thoughts are going to be with her during this uncertain period.

Whatever happens, if things don’t work out for her, I told her that my door is always open if she finds herself in need of a place to stay. I met someone who is totally compatible with me and who knows what will happen in the future. One thing is for sure, I am so glad that she came to stay with me, even if it was just for one weekend. She is a remarkable young lady and I wish nothing but the best for her, I hope that she has a happy life in Florida.

As promised, she called me on Sunday night when she finally stopped on her journey. We had both wished that she could have stayed for longer, but at this time it wasn’t meant to be, the timing just wasn’t right. As hard as I had tried not to make her do so, she did tell me that when she left she started to cry, thankfully, New Yorkers drive crazy so I doubt if she looked any different on the road than anyone else on the road. Who knows when she will be able to get online again, hopefully sometime soon she will be able to let us all know how she is doing.

Aurora, thank you for a wonderful weekend, it was a pleasure to have you here and I hope that one day when things are different, we can meet again. You are an exceptionally sweet girl and some guy is going to be very lucky to catch you one day. My door is always open should you get stuck and you are welcome to stay as long as you want. I hope that one day we will meet again; I will keep my fingers crossed. You deserve to be treated like a Princess and you deserve someone who will treat you as the only one in their life, you have so much to offer and I hope that you get that back in kind. I know that I for one couldn’t wish to meet such a perfect partner. If your circumstances ever change, I won’t hesitate in making a play for you, you would make me a very happy man. It’s just a shame that I never met you first 😉

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A Weekend With A Good Girl – Saturday

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Here is the second part to the story guys, and as with the first part, the story is unedited from its original posting in 2006. On Monday the final part will be posted.

A Weekend With A Good Girl – Saturday

Sleep!! We don’t need no stinking sleep!!

Each time one person turned, the other woke up. Muneca, my cat,  is going nuts trying to find his spot. It’s normally the bottom left of the bed, but when I have company he is always right next to my head at the top right. Neither one seemed to appease him tonight, so he settled on climbing under the covers and sleeping between my legs, but he was such a fidget bum in doing so, going from one end of the bed to the other.

6.30am comes, like two hours after we went to sleep, and the alarm goes off, numbnuts here forget to turn it off before we went to bed. At around 11am we both woke up to face the world. A late breakfast and just a few warm up spankings, but for the most part we just checked in on SIN and chatted. I think I stepped out to get something and Aurora took the time to shower. Finding a towel in a bachelor pad proved far more difficult than I had thought though, lol. But anyway, I also showered and returned to spend some time with Aurora.

We had decided to go out to eat, but not before a spanking of course. It started off with me rubbing her jean clad bottom and enjoying the heat that was still in them, her poor bottom must have been burning up. Ordinarily I am not one for jeans, but I have to admit that her bottom looked delightful in this one pair and they were surprisingly thin for a pair of jeans. So I started to spank away happily, giving her a good warm up and a nice butt rub at the same time. It is really hard to give this girl a damn good spanking, she lies there with this beautiful look of contentment on her face, moves her bottom to the rhythm of your hand, and purrs like a kitty throughout. God forbid I ever have to actually spank her for a real reason; it really would hurt me more than it would hurt her!!

So the warm up is out of the way, it is now time to pull the jeans down. Aurora sits up and allows me to unbutton her jeans, she provided a little assistance in getting them down as they were a nice tight pair, while the puppy stayed on focus and ignored the delightful black lace, boy cut panties that were coming into view  Back over my lap she went and it was apparent that the panties were rather symbolic really; they covered none of her target area. The spanking began again, I would space it out with a regular spanking followed by a few minutes of gentle rubbing, including using my nails to go over the surface area. Then I would give her a series of very hard spanks followed by a very firm grabbing of her bottom. It was with great delight that I watched her cross her ankles and raise both legs up each time I began to rub, it was like my own little remote control 🙂

Aurora’s own personal hairbrush was already on the couch and she had never been spanked with it. Seizing the opportunity, I reached for it and began to circle her bottom with it. It was oval shaped and raised in the middle; something I knew for sure would have a nice wicked sting to it. So I began to pepper her bottom with her own hairbrush, watching as her cheeks clenched and her hands dug into the seat. I’m not a wicked person, but her own brush did land quite vigorously for quite a while. It even prompted Aurora to yelp out “That thing has got some bite to it”, not that it worried me any. Not that they were of any protection, but the panties did need to come down of course. So letting them settle at her knees I picked up the brush once more, only this time I used the bristles to rub up her down her bottom and thighs. Whenever the bristles reached the spanked areas her legs would keep crossing each other, it’s a pretty evil thing for me to do. I carried on with the hairbrush for a little longer but then switched to my hand. Aurora had already been over my lap for about half an hour so I had to pace it a little bit.

For ten more minutes we went through the routine of hard spanks, soft spanks, gentle rubbing, and firm rubbing. It got to a point where I needed to stop though; my leg at this point was pretty numb as it hadn’t moved for three quarters of an hour. I pulled up her lace panties and helped her rise up, we hugged for a while and finally she winced as she pulled up her tight jeans over her well spanked bottom.

Time for some dinner.

Aurora took her hairbrush and used it for its intended purpose, brushing the static out of her hair and trying to cool her flushed face. I grabbed my keys and wallet and waited for her to finish. Aurora did so and headed my way, I guess she wasn’t ready for dinner just yet though, she wanted a hug. So we just stood there and hugged for a while, it’s obvious that this girl is very affectionate and needs a lot of loving. After the conversation that we were to have at the diner, it further enhanced my view that she really is a good girl and needed a weekend of pampering. Okay, so you can all call me a big softy if you want, but I really have a big heart. If the gift that I could give her was a weekend of nice spankings, something that she was yet to have had in her life, then I was going to do that for her and give Aurora a memory that she could keep for a while.

So we start the walk to the diner in gale force winds, I’m only wearing a shirt that isn’t tucked in, and Aurora has on open toed shoes… are spankos really wired differently or what? As we walked, Aurora spilled out what she calls the “S” word, yes; she had actually gotten up the nerve to say the word spanking!! I commented on it and for the first time I started to see the hidden brat inside of her, her response to me was “I don’t care, I don’t ever have to see these people again, I’m not the one that has to live here” and she started to laugh. I smiled at her sass, but once in the diner, ol’ Houndog bellowed out the ‘spanking’ word and her head flew around as her face blushed bright red.

It was in the diner that Aurora started to open up. I was already pretty enchanted with her anyway, but by the time we left the diner I had such a protective desire to keep her from harm. The conversation was a very personal one, but all I could think is how can anyone treat this girl so badly! The title isn’t a joke, Aurora really is a good girl, a very charming, loving, sweet individual, and somebody who really deserves the best, yet has not got that to date. It’s not something she thinks about really, like many other folks, I also have a lot from my past that is unacceptable behavior from others towards you. When you deal with those types of situations it is easy to brush them off as nothing and that it isn’t as bad as it sounds. It really is though, even though you are able to accept what happened, it doesn’t make it right.

So now I’m a real big softy. Aurora just shrugs off the negative while inside I am feeling very protective of her. It just convinces me more just to keep on being nice to her. We had so much planned during the build up to her stay, but fuck it; I don’t care about that anymore. It was just a build up to get inside of her head, well now it’s too late; she has actually gotten inside of my head. I’m guessing there is another good girl in the works tonight!!

Saturday evening was pretty quiet, a few minor spanks here and there, a few hugs, and Aurora just snuggled up next to me pretty much as I watched the hockey game, occasionally logging on to see if anything was happening on the board. When you meet someone it isn’t all aboutspanking, there has to be some chemistry. The fact that we were able to talk like old friends and just sit on the couch cuddled up, told me that I was spending some time with someone very special, it wasn’t all about the spanking. Ok, so during the evening some other little spankings happened, nothing major, and around 2am we decided to get ready for bed.

As soon as we got to the bed the spanking pretty much started, bare bottomed this time for the duration. Aurora had subtly asked for the tawse, and I brought that along with the leather paddle. Unlike the night before, this time I did spank her a little bit harder. There was still lots of rubbing, but each round of spanks was in the region of 20 nice firm ones followed by a few with the small tawse. By the way, she likes the tawse, she REALLY likes the tawse 🙂 I do believe that her ever present hairbrush was used to good effect, but for the most part I spanked her firmly with my hand.

When the spanking was over we had the obligatory hug, did what we needed to do, then set up the DVD player and lay on the bed. Aurora laid in front of me, using whatever part she could find of me to use as a pillow. Before starting the DVD, she was laid on her back with her head on my arm, it was at this point that I told her what I felt about her. Maybe it’s not something that she hears often enough, but I told Aurora that I found her to be a really charming young lady, that it had been an absolute pleasure of mine to spend this time with her, and maybe she will remember everything I said, but I just basically told her that I thought she was a wonderful human being and that I would be sad to see her leave. I wanted to say a bit more but she started to wipe tears from her eyes, so I just left it there. A few hours later that morning, she was to set on a 1200 mile journey to her new life. Even though I really wanted to let her know how special of a person she meant to me, I also didn’t want to upset her. She understood what I meant so I didn’t need to harp on about it.

I pressed the play on the DVD; Aurora buried her head on my bicep and rested her right arm over mine. I was on my side and with my right hand I started to massage Aurora’s back, for about an hour and a half as we watched the DVD I massaged her. Now then, did I spoil this girl or what? Aurora had actually offered to give ME a massage, but ut uh, I was going to be a total mush and pamper her this weekend, and so as she fought to stay awake, I gently rubbed her back as we both watched the show. Another relatively sleepless night lay ahead, but I do recall drifting off as her fingers played with my sideburns.

To be continued….

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