Last Call for a Terrific Party

Last Call!!
Our Need and Desire
Invites you to a weekend of thanks for the spanks!




November Spanksgiving and Getting

November 14-16 2008
Arlington Heights, Illinois

Party fee-$50.00 per person
Hotel rooms-$89.00 a night, sleeps 3-4
Includes hot breakfast each morning
Party fee includes Friday and Saturday night dinner plus snacks and soft drinks all weekend.

Hotel Registrations taken until OCTOBER 24th!!
From that point on you are not guaranteed to be in our block of rooms.

Please send your fee to
Our Need and Desire
1604 Coronado Drive
Suite 12
Champaign, Illinois 61820

Include the following information:

Badge Name____________________________________

Real Name_________________________________________

Circle one: top bottom switch not playing

If you need financial help please explain in this space___________

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Please let me know if you have any food allergies or if you are a vegetarian___________________________________________

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Please be sure to bring the receipt you will receive after I get your registration with you, as well as picture ID. We hope you can join us for a great weekend with loads of fun, food, prizes, and oh yes, SPANKING!

Valorie
vcm1413@sbcglobal.net






Our hotel features the following:

Ø 7 miles from O’Hare International Airport.
Ø provides complimentary parking for all guests.
Ø provides complimentary shuttle service from 7:00 am through 11:00 pm. Service includes, O’Hare International Airport, nearby restaurants and attractions within a 5 mile radius, the Wood Field Mall and much more.
Ø provides Complimentary Deluxe Continental Breakfast with Hot Items every morning including Japanese selections.
Ø Complimentary Hi-Speed Wireless Internet is provided for all guests in both the guestrooms and the public areas.
Ø Hotel has 2 meeting rooms; the Elm Room is 375 sq/ft and can accommodate 20 people in a classroom set-up, 20 conference, 20 U-shape and 35 theatre. The Grove Room is 950 sq/ft and can accommodate 60 people in a classroom set-up, 40 conference, 40 U-shape and 75 theatre style.

Additional Hotel Features:
Ø Oversized rooms renovated in June 2007.
Ø Non-Smoking and Accessible Rooms Available
Ø Ergonomic Workstations with 2 –line phone
Ø Fitness center on the first floor
Ø Upgraded bathroom amenities – Smart Bath
Ø 24-Hour Lobby Coffee and Tea Service
Ø Rooms with Coffee Maker, Coffee, Iron, Ironing Board, Hair Dryer, Clock Radio
Ø Complimentary Weekday Newspaper
Ø Complimentary TV Japan in the guest rooms
Ø Complimentary Local and Toll Free Telephone Calls
Ø Complimentary Business Center

How I Spent My Summer Vacation!

I got home on Monday from the wonderful Florida Moonshine party in Tampa Bay. First of all they did a terrific job of organizing a HUGE party. There were more than 150 people there. It was a bit overwhelming I must admit, but I was there with my wonderful GC and it was a romantic and lovely few days with him. So why was it so great? Here are a few reasons.

1. Terrific people-There were friends there from Crimson Moon that I already knew. I met Todd and Suzy from American Spanking Society. They are two of the nicest people I have ever met. My only regret is we did not get to spend more time with them. I met two spanking celebrities; Sierra Salem and Niki Flynn. Sierra was as sweet as she is lovely. She was so excited to know we had seen her DVDs. I assured her that most people in the scene had viewed one or more of her performances. Niki Flynn was signing her book, Dances With Werewolves. She was also incredibly nice and willing to talk and discuss both writing and spanking. I highly recommend her book, she is a talented writer.

Along with celebrities I also met many Florida Moonshine members. One of them had posted a tag I made about a huge bonfire for wooden spoons, all over the hospitality suite. How I managed to get away without being spanked for that I will never know. They were all very welcoming and seemed pleased that so many members from out of state and country had come to the party.

2. The vendor fair was a riot!! The best part was that GC tried out any implement that caught my eye or his. That is what I call a quality shopping experience. We definitly need spanko strip malls. The vendors were terrific and some of the craftsmanship was outstanding. They were more than willing to have their products tried out by anyone so inclined. So I found myself bending over a number of vendor tables. You could hear smacks all around the room and lots of laughter as well.

3. The ice breaker Friday night was also loads of fun. We had lists of people we had to find. For example; someone who was left handed, someone wearing a red shirt etc. If you found a person to match what you were looking for they signed off on it and got to give you five spanks. That is definitely an ice breaker, what ice could stay solid with all those nice warm bottoms around.

4. I also enjoyed the Spanking Trivia game on Saturday night. Once again if you got the wrong answer you got a certain number of spanks with hand or implement depending on which round it was. Everyone had a great time and I was delighted to find out I knew more than I thought I did. GC knew a great deal more than I did, very impressive.

5. The resort was great! I have to tell you one of the happiest people there was the bartender in the ballroom Saturday night during Spanking Trivia. He had an ear to ear grin the entire time.

6. Aside from the party which was wonderful, GC and I had some very lovely quality time together in a beautiful setting. We took walks on the beach, both in daylight and by starlight. The gulf was warm and lovely with turquoise water and sugary sand. We also visited other areas that he wanted to show me. One of the most wonderful parts of the trip was also visiting my dad who lives down in Florida near Orlando.

7. One sore spot, no not my backside, is that we didn't get to spank on the beach at night. There were always people around, even late at night. So I still have not gotten that outdoor spanking, I guess my fantasies will have to do for the time being.

The pictures I put at the beginning are the entrance to the resort and an example of a Tampa Bay sunset. I only wish the bikini clad sun bather with the sunburned bottom was me. But my bottom got plenty of lovely coloring during the weekend. Unfortunately it has faded, but fortunately I will winging my way to GC's house next Tuesday. So my bottom won't stay white for long.

In any case, I did have a lovely time, met wonderful people, ate delicious food, enjoyed the beach, saw new places, got spanked, and spent four days with my love. Yes, definitely a summer vacation well spent.

New Experiences

As you can see I am in a beach frame of mind. That is because on Thursday I am leaving for the Florida Moonshine party with my darling GC. Now isn't interesting that both women in these pictures are wearing red bathing suits. Certainly the color of choice for any spanker, it gives them a color to match. And I don't know what the blonde is complaining about, looks like fun to me. Personally I would rather be wearing the suit in the first picture. It covers a multitude of bulges I would just as soon not display.

Warm weather, beaches, palm trees, and the ocean...what a great setting. And how wonderful to get spanked not only in a different state but a whole different climate. Obviously my experiences are broadening my horizons. And a party with a new group is such a great way to meet like minded people.

I also must tell you something I did that I never thought I would and it has nothing to do with Florida. I told my younger brother and sister about my delightfully kinky inclinations. They kept asking why I was coming to all these meetings in Chicago but not visiting them. I gave my brother the website for Crimson Moon and told him to read it and let me know if he had any questions. My sister wheedled it out of me. Bless both of them, they were not upset, judgemental, or shocked. So I am sticking one toe out of the closet and it felt very good to know that they love me no matter what I choose to do with my backside or my open palm.

Now back to the Florida party. I found that my bathing suit was way too big and the bottom part fell off when I tried it on. Yes, that is a good problem to have. So I bought a new one. And I made sure it was a suit that I could get spanked while wearing. Very easy to pull up the leg openings for bare bottom beach spankings. Now I bet you can't guess what color it is. Go ahead and try, I'll wait.........................................................................How did you know that? Yes, you are correct, it is red. Actually it is red and black but the red is a lovely crimson color and I just know it would be a great color to try and match. So my toys and I are flying south and meeting my love at the Tampa airport. I probably won't do much blogging while I am there. Its really hard to type when you are over someone's lap. But I most certainly share my experiences when I return. Oh and I will be sure to let you know if anyone can match the color of my very red bathing suit!

Her Very First-part 4

Her Very First-part 4

Everyone in the party room listened intently to what the man was saying in regards to the guidelines and rules for the weekend. He must have mentioned no means no at least five times. Not that Tara was complaining, she was grateful that everyone was on the same page.

He introduced himself as Nik and talked about his history with the group. In the 12 years they had been having parties there had been only two incidents of inappropriate behavior. Those people had been asked to leave the party and were banned from the group. Tara grew more and more comfortable as his talk went on. The woman sitting next to her had Colleen on her nametag. She whispered to Tara, “This is my first party anywhere. How about you?”

Tara nodded and then confided, “I have never even been spanked yet.”

Colleen looked at her wide eyed, “Wow you are brave, that is impressive, coming to a party for your very first spanking.” At that point both girls stopped talking so they could hear Nik say that bare bottom spanking was allowed in the party room. However he also emphasized that if anything else was coming off you had to go back to your hotel room. There were a few chuckles and lots of smiles from the newbie group. Nik grew a little more serious, “Remember, this is a party, you call the shots on what you want and don’t want. Be sure to talk over boundaries and implements before you let anyone do anything or before you do anything. And never forget to let the person topping you know your safe word. That is essential. And if you are topping, you stop the moment a safe word is uttered.”

The room grew very quiet as everyone took in what was being said. Finally Nik asked for questions. There were a few, mostly questions about what was and was not acceptable in certain circumstances. Tara had never realized there was so much to think about. But she felt comforted by the fact that there were safeguards in place. Finally Nik motioned around the room where a few men had been sitting and listening. “If any of you has any problem this weekend you find one of us and we will take care of it. Don’t keep it to yourself and ruin your fun. We also want you to go home thinking this is the best party you have ever been to!”

Everyone began applauding and the girl next to Tara let out a whoosh of breath and whispered, “Here we go.”

Nik motioned for the doors to be open to let in the members that had been waiting for orientation to finish. People immediately began mingling with the newbies, including them in their conversations and introducing themselves. Some party goers headed for the food table where do it yourself sandwich makings had been set out.

Tara didn’t know where to look first or what to do. Then came a tap on her shoulder. She turned around and looked into the smiling face of Bitsy. “Well Scarlett, you are still here, we haven’t managed to scare you off yet.”

Tara laughed, “No way, I feel better than ever, that orientation really helped calm my nerves.”

Angelbaby came up to them, “Can you believe Roger wants to play before I even get a chance to eat? I mean really now, a girl should get one chance to sit down comfortably.” The three women laughed and Tara whirled around as she heard a smacking noise. There was a woman over a man’s lap at one of the tables. He had her skirt up but had left her thong on. He was happily smacking her backside with rhythmic but fairly light swats. She was just as happily oohing and ahhing until she said, “Don’t tell me that’s all you’ve got, I didn’t know I was playing with a candy arm.” He grinned hugely and the spanks got considerably harder as she giggled and squealed. Her bottom was quickly turning a very deep pink that was obvious even from where they stood.

Tara noticed that although people watched from afar with grins on their face, no one went over and ogled the action. “Well now wouldn’t you know that Ms Kitty would get the first one in the party room? I don’t think she ever eats or sleeps at parties. And by the way Scarlett, you don’t have to play in the party room if you choose not to do that.

Shaking her head she looked at Bitsy and Angelbaby, “To tell the truth I am a little overwhelmed.”

At that moment she felt a tap on her shoulder. She turned around and a man of about fifty was smiling at her. “Hi there Scarlett, anyone on your dance card yet? It would be my distinct pleasure to give you your first.”

After a momentary bout of panic, Tara looked at Bitsy. Bitsy nodded encouragingly and put her arm around Tara, “Now Bad Bart you be good to our Scarlett, this is her first time out. Really Scarlett he doesn’t deserve the bad tacked onto his name, he just thinks it’s cool.”

Bart laughed and looked at Scarlett, “Would you like to go up to my room with me? I can promise I will not do a thing you aren’t perfectly comfortable with. Although your bottom might not totally agree afterwards.”

Tara laughed, “Well since Bitsy gave you a wonderful reference I would love to accompany you.”

Bart held the door to the party room opened and flashed another smile. Tara took a deep breath and walked ahead of him out the door. As they walked to the elevators Bart asked, “So can you tell me what you prefer.” He spoke quietly.

Tara looked at him and told him the truth, “Bart this is going to be my first spanking ever.”

“Aha now I know why you look a bit more nervous than most newbies, you are a spanking virgin. I consider it an honor Scarlett and I give you my word to make this not only enjoyable but an experience you will never forget.”

The elevator doors opened and as they stepped inside Scarlett looked at Bart, “I do believe you are absolutely right, this will be unforgettable.”

Her Very First-Part 3

Her Very First-Part 3

As Bitsy led Tara over to the group chatting and laughing together, Tara once again wished Beth were here with her. But she also remembered Beth’s response to her broaching the topic to her.

Beth’s eyes had gone very wide and all she could get out was, “You want to do what?!”


Tara quietly restated that she had joined a spanking group and she was planning to attend one of their parties. Beth sat down hard on the kitchen chair. “But Tara, this isn’t you. These people are, well, perverted. I mean I understand that they don’t involve children, but what kind of grown adult wants to be spanked? It’s absurd.” Beth stared hard at her. “Is this a sex thing?”

“Why do you ask that, would it being a sex thing somehow make it alright,”? Tara replied tartly.

Beth shrugged, “Well I don’t know about alright but it might be more understandable. This just doesn’t sound like you. You plan to let some man you just met spank you? Tara that just seems sort of twisted.”

At that point Tara had started crying. The thought of Beth considering her twisted was something she had not anticipated, but in retrospect she realized it had been too much for Beth to handle all at once. When Beth saw Tara cry, she started crying and soon they were hugging one another. At that point Tara asked a question she was dreading, “Are we still friends?”

Wiping her eyes Beth looked at her solemnly, “Of course we are, I can’t imagine my life without you. But Tara, I don’t think I can handle this just yet. I need to think about it. Can we discuss it some other time? I am just not ready, I am sorry. Maybe I am not such a good friend after all.”

“Don’t be silly Beth”, Tara her eyes as well. “It took me years to come to terms with it in myself. How can I expect you to automatically accept it?”

Both women sat silently for a moment. Then Tara looked up friendship too important to break apart over a difference in how we live our lives. I won’t bring it up again, however, if you ever want to ask about it, please please feel free.”

And that had been how the subject had been left between them. Now Tara was facing a new group of people who might have a better understanding of her and this weird feeling that she had lived with for years.

Bitsy introduced her as Scarlett and then she shook hands with all the men and women as Bitsy introduced them. Tara knew she would be grateful for the name tags later on. There was a quite a bit of good natured joking about her name and her sweater. She finally asked a woman name Angelbaby what that was all about. With a big smile Angelbaby quietly told her, “Well my dear Scarlett, tops tend to like matching a bottoms backside to anything red she is wearing. Plus your name will have red flags flying all over the room.” Angelbaby gave her a slightly wicked grin, “Want to head for the hills now?”

Tara looked up and returned the grin, “No way, I have waited too long and besides, I seriously doubt any of these guys could turn my bottom this color.”

Bitsy and Angelbaby both laughed so hard tears started to run from their eyes. “Honey I want to be around when you announce that. You will have them lined up taking numbers.” Bitsy gave her shoulders a squeeze. “Just remember this, what you say goes, No means No here.”

“Besides that”, Tara continued, “maybe no one will want to spank me, I mean I am kind of chubby and in my forties.”

Both women smiled and Angelbaby spoke right up, “If you are expecting that to save your butt, don’t count on it.”

Tara smiled as she thought to herself, “Thank goodness, I was counting on that.” As she looked at all the smiling faces and listened to people discussing their families and what was new in their lives she felt much more relaxed. That is until she heard one of the men announce, “Ok all newbies in the party room for orientation.” Tara followed along with several other people who looked as nervous as she was beginning to feel again.

Bitsy called out, “See you in a bit Scarlett.”

The man walking next to her laughed quietly and said, “Now that makes me wish my name was Rhett. Always thought Scarlett could have benefited from a good spanking.”

Tara could feel her face blush furiously. Fortunately they were already in the party room and everyone was beginning to sit down.

The man standing in front of the group was wearing jeans and a button front shirt. He held up his hands for quiet. “So newbies, we are ready to begin and I want to welcome you to Moonstruck.”

The adventure was about to begin.

Her Very First-part 2

Her Very First-Part two

Tara’s hotel room looked as though it had been struck by a tornado. There were clothes strewn on the bed and draped over the desk chair. She just could not decide what she should wear tonight for, what she considered, and a momentous occasion.

Finally, with a considerable degree of impatience, she decided to shower and perhaps that would help clear her mind. The hot water was soothing as was the lavender scent of her shampoo and soap. She so wanted to look and smell wonderful. As she showered she remembered the online hints veterans of this experience had posted for those known as newbies.

Hygiene was especially emphasized and, even though Tara had never neglected this in her life, she wanted to be extra sure. Women were encouraged to wear skirts or slacks with elastic waists for easier access during play times. She wasn’t sure why that was emphasized for women when men, obviously, were not going to wear dresses, skirts, or elastic waist pants. Well, at least she didn’t think they would. She giggled to herself at the picture that presented in her mind.

After her shower she dried her hair, put on wonderful lotion and light cologne and went back to attack the dress problem. As she looked over what was there, suddenly the solution presented itself. Her sheer black skirt, black lace thigh highs, and her red sweater, which was tasteful but not terribly dressy, just seemed exactly right. After all her pseudonym was Scarlett.

The clock was just registering five as she finished dressing and started putting on makeup. Looking into the mirror she suddenly had a gut wrenching sense of conflict. “Do you really want to do this?” she asked her reflection. But the answer had been gone over so many times she knew the answer by heart. She wanted this very much. This need had been burning within her for many years and she had just begun acting on it. As far as she was concerned there was no turning back now.

Since she knew hotel rooms were often used for party activities, she set hers straight. Clothes were hung up and put in drawers. Her toiletries were straightened on the counter by the sink. It was disappointing that she had never had time to purchase any implements, but she really didn’t know what to purchase or not.

Trying to ignore the butterflies zooming through her stomach she gargled one more time, picked up her purse, and started for the lobby even though it was only 5:30 and events did not begin until 6:00.

When she got off the elevator she noticed groups of people talking and laughing, she was reasonably sure they must belong to the same group she did. She suddenly felt shy and wanted to be back in her hotel room.

Before she had the chance to do anything a woman with long brown hair and smiling eyes came up to her and held out her hand. “Hi there, I am Bitsy, and you look like maybe you are a newbie.” Tara held out her hand to Bitsy and told her that her name was Scarlett. Bitsy’s eyes opened wide. “Honey with that name and that sweater you are going to have one terrific evening.”

At the suddenly stricken look on Tara’s face, Bitsy’s look softened. “Don’t be afraid sweetie, nothing will happen that you don’t ok. Come on over and let me introduce you to some of the other group members before you have to go into orientation, then we won’t all seem like strangers.”

Tara let out the breath she hadn’t realized she was holding, “Oh thank you, that would be great and I recognize your name from posts on the group’s website.”

Bitsy laughed, “Oh yes I generally don’t keep my opinions to myself, but come on over. I promise no one will spirit you off unless that is your inclination.”

With a blush and a quiet laugh Tara responded, “Well we will just have to see won’t we.”

Her Very First-part one spanking fiction

Her Very First-Part one

Tara’s hands were trembling ever so slightly as she pulled into the hotel parking lot. Once again she questioned the wisdom of this decision. It would have been so much easier if she had someone to come with her. She so wished her friend Beth was along for the trip. They had been best friends for over 20 years and always understood each other perfectly. But on this particular trip there had been a definite parting of the ways and it had almost broken their friendship.

She took several deep breaths, checked her makeup in the rear view mirror and opened the car door. For some reason the very reasonably sized hotel looked gigantic to her, all of this was quite overwhelming. A part of her wanted to get right back in the car and go home, forgetting about this, just dismissing it as foolishness.

But a much deeper and important part insisted this was the way to go. So Tara opened the trunk, got our her suitcase, and walked with as much confidence as she could muster into the hotel. There was no one in the lobby except a man reading a newspaper. He nodded and smiled pleasantly. Tara did the same and wondered about whether or not….”Excuse me Ma’am, can I help you?” the desk clerk was smiling pleasantly.

In a very soft voice Tara gave him her confirmation number and her credit card. As he processed the information she could feel her hands sweating and her stomach fluttering. The clerk pleasantly handed her the room card and explained the amenities of the hotel. She leaned over the counter and with a blush on her face asked if her room was with the rest of the group members. The clerk, without batting an eyelash, assured her it was and wished her a pleasant stay.

Heading for the elevator, Tara noticed the man with the newspaper looking at her in a friendly but definitely curious manner. Fortunately the elevator came very quickly.

Opening the door to her room Tara breathed a sigh of relief and collapsed on the bed. She had made it through the first step. She was actually here, her very first time. She sat up and opened her purse pulling out the information page she had to present tonight to attend the group’s activities. It contained the name she had decided to use. A smile crossed her face. Since her real name was Tara she thought Scarlett was a perfect pseudonym. She giggled nervously at the thought that the name Scarlett would be good for other reasons as well, at least she hoped it would.

She began to unpack and set herself to rights. The party began about six o’ clock. It was four right now, plenty of time to decide which of the many outfits she had brought would be best. Trying to decide what to bring was so hard, she had way too many clothes for a weekend but that made her feel she had lots of choices.

Choices…..yes she had many choices to make this weekend. In fact she was sure there were some she wasn’t even aware of.

Spanks for the Memories

I know, I know....that title for the post is a groaner but it really fit! My Yahoo group had their first spanking party, titled The Lusty Month of May, on May 2-4th in a Chicago suburb.

Now before I say anything else let me express my gratitude to all the members of the group that came to the party for helping out with all kinds of tasks and clean up at the hotel.

While people had there own hotel rooms, suitable for spanking of course, there was also a group party room. It was where we could sit and chat, get spanked in front of everyone, have dinner together both Friday and Saturday night, and get a cold drink before going off for yet another lovely play session.

Our room was only open to members of the group, no one was admitted without a name tag. When they got their May party bag it had a paddle ball, tiny flogger, the ice breaker activity, the rules for the weekend, and a list of places in the area in case you needed a break from spanking (now there is a scary thought).

Dinner was lots of fun. Thank goodness for Costco, we had lovely trays, a gorgeous cake and soft drinks at a reasonable price. We did the ice breaker during dinner. Everyone had to state three spanko facts about them.Twohad to be false. If someone could guess correctly that person decided whether they wanted to give or get three swats. If no one guessed then the person who stated the facts got the decision. And no one had to be swatted if they didn't want to since I said I would be the default spanker/spankee. Is that a great job or what?!

It did give us a chance to put names with faces, laugh a lot and generally get to know one another. Soon it was time for people to begin what is always known as putting people on your dance card.

Ok now read this one carefully because it is complicated, lol. My older brother asked me if I would play with him, one of his "daughters" and her husband. Well, you don't have to ask me twice. So while we were upstairs he wanted me to spank his "daughter"(this was all consensual), then he spanked her while her husband spanked me. And yes, these were all play spankings. Nothing erotic, or disciplinary, just good clean spanko fun!

Before the party started mywonderful GC told me there had to be one rule and of course I agreed before I heard it. He told me he did not want me coming back to our room in the evening bruised and badly marked up. A part of it was, of course, we wanted to play and be together at the end of each evening. But I also feel he was looking out for me which I always find so touching and gratifying. So each gentleman I played with had to agree, no heavy implements, and no bruising. GC knows I take hard spankings very well so it was a good rule to keep in mind before I let myself get carried away.

I got several lovely spankings that evening as I got to know the people I have been having online friendships with for quite awhile. We had members from Michigan, New York, New Jersey, Virginia, Ohio, Indiana, Utah and several Illinois locations.

The ending to my evening was, of course, over the knee I love the best and he was delighted that there was not a bruise in sight. He also thought the color of my backside was quite lovely but that he needed to add to it. Since we are both switches I assure you I returned the favor.

Saturday was rainy and miserable outside but very playful inside. We all ate at the breakfast buffet at the hotel. Some group members went swimming at the hotel pool where it became evident the pool guy(as he has come to be known)kind of guessed at what kind of party this was. I think when he helped clean up the party room he might have noticed the free spanking coupons on the registration table. That was a pretty broad hint. In any case he smiled at all of us for the rest of the weekend. One of the members thought he might be a wanna be. I personally think he is a do bee....(anyone remember romper room).

Saturday evening we had a pizza/pasta dinner and brownies to die for. Of course we all had great fun after dinner playing with one another. There was not alot of public spanking but one of the guys asked if I would bare bottom spank him in the party room. Would I??? Of course!!!

So over my knee he went, down came his slacks and since he was (foolishly) wearing a red shirt, I felt responsible for matching the shirt to his backside. It was great fun. One of the guys came over and arranged my implements so they were closer to grab. One of the other women said he was sticking his tongue out and she came over and gave him several with the lexan paddle. He put on quite a show. Wish I could have videotaped it, imagine what a youtube that would have been.

I have to say it was very difficult saying good bye on Sunday. After a weekend of spanking, flogging, paddling, strapping, and caning its hard to go back to your regular life. However, the hardest thing to say good bye to were all my now real life friends. I do believe everyone had as good a time as they wanted. We all decided we must do this again and try to get more group members there. I totally agree but I need a little time before I take it on again.

It was hard to say goodbye to my brother but I will see him this summer. Now what was really tough was saying good bye to GC when he took me to the train station. We spent that Sunday at the aquarium in Chicago and by the lake at Navy Pier. I will see him in June but that seems a long way off.

If any of you are interested in joining our group please leave me a comment and I will get you the home page address. Once again I have to tell you, these parties are wonderful. Everyone understands and no one condemns.

And this should come as no surprise. I am going to another one next month. It makes my backside tingle just to think of it!

The Lusty Month of May

If any of you saw the movie or the play Camelot you would recognize the title of this blog as one of the songs from the movie. It is also the theme of the party my Yahoo group is having next weekend.

While I am very excited I am also very nervous. I have had lots of parties in my life but none of them included spanking. It is kind of a small party, about 20 people. We are having it at a hotel and I really think everyone will have a great time.

One of the interesting things about spanking parties is the need for gender balance. Now my party started out to be a chance for people belonging to the same group to meet in real life. As such I was not about to kick the guys out to achieve gender balance. But many spanking groups will keep a balance of single women and single men. Couples never are a problem.

But what has occured to me lately is that I doubt anyone is taking into account the number of men and women who are Tops, Bottoms, and Switches. There is almost a set in cement thought process labeling all men as Tops, and all women as Bottoms. And no one knows where to put the Switches.(and no I don't mean the ones that grow on willow trees). After all wouldn't the balance be more about how many Tops and Bottoms. And I think Switches should really be encouraged to attend since they play both ways.

It is a tricky business that's for sure, but I am hoping this next weekend works out well. In my mind that means we all get to know each other, anyone who wants a spanking gets at least one, and anyone wishing to give a spanking gets that option also. If my guess is correct, however, everyone should have more than one opportunity.

And I assure you, I may be running the party but I plan on having a wonderful time as well. My wonderful GC is going to be there and my "older brother", so what more could a girl ask for? Well being the greedy spanko I am, I honestly am looking forward to playing with some gentlemen I have never had the pleasure of playing with before.

Party Time

Well the time has flown by and it is time for another spanking party hosted by Crimson Moon. However this one will be even better because I will be sharing my time with the lovely new man in my life. I can hardly wait until Thursday. I not only have to do laundry and house work but I have to polish up all those implements. No I am kidding I don't have that many, but actually if you think about one is enough. And that one is free of charge. It is right at the end of your arm.

I thought this picture expressed what every Top might enjoy seeing at a party. A row of freshly spanked backsides on display. To be honest, even though I am most definitely a switch I would certainly like to be a member of this group. Let's see, my hair is brown and I love purple. That's me right in the middle,lol.

My expectations for this party are a little different since I have become a veteran(of one whole party). I know how much fun it is, I will love sharing it with a special person, can't wait to see the friends I made at the last party, and I don't think this will make me nervous as I was before the October party.

So to anyone else attending Bottoms Up!!! Let the good times roll!

The Gangs All Here

Before I left for Chicago and the party of a lifetime, I was really ambivalent about being bare bottom spanked in front of other party goers. On one hand it was a new experience and I do love new spanking experiences. On the other hand I wasn't sure I liked all those people seem my bare bottom since I am not crazy about how my body looks anyway. And of course, there was simply whether or not I was alright with others witnessing an intimate act. Now I am not discussing sex of any kind, I just happen to feel that spanking is quite intimate.

I am sure you have guessed by the picture I posted that my curiosity won out and I was indeed spanked in the social room. Of course, only Crimson Moon members were allowed in there so it was not as though this was offered to the public in general. The first public spanking I got was from a lovely man who had been wanting to play all day and evening on Friday. For several reasons it didn't work out. So when he asked me on Saturday evening I asked if he would mind spanking me in the social room.

Now there were several reasons for this. First of all everyone was in costume and having a great time in general so I didn't really want to go upstairs. Secondly, there were several people getting spanked right there and I would not be the only one. My last reason was the most important, I just had to give it a try.

So he sat down, put me over his knee and away we went. After a few moments he asked if he could lift my long skirt and I agreed. Panties were not an issue since I wore a one piece black lacy top that snapped at the crotch but left my bum completely exposed. It really was perfect and much more comfortable than a thong. But if I had been wearing panties they would have gone down.

He gave me a lovely hand spanking and I remember thinking to myself that I had been worried for nothing. People were very careful not to intrude on what we were doing but I was certainly aware that there were a great many people watching. When we finished I stood up, hugged him, and told him he would never be forgotten since he had given me my first public spanking. Lovely man that he was, he said he was honored.

I only had one other public spanking and it was a doozy!! It was getting late and there were only about 15-20 people in the social room chatting and just generally starting to wind down. One of the gentlemen in our group was dressed for Halloween as a gangster complete with a violin case for his implements. One of the women that I was fast becoming friends with suggested I play with him since he was a terrific spanker. Well, you don't have to tell me twice. He was most agreeable to playing and we decided right there in the social room would be great. He unloaded his cache of toys and I let him know the couple that were too thick and might break my skin.

He had me lean over one of the large round tables and asked if he could lift my skirt. Bet you can guess my answer! I got a terrific spanking with a number of implements and a lovely warm hand. He was a hard spanker which was fine with me, I was having the time of my life. He did have one toy I probably would not be comfortable using again. It was rubber and I wish I could draw it for you, it was quite unusual. It was sort of a paddle/strap. But it was a bit heavy and did some serious bruising which I am still dealing with. At one point he gave me quite a smack and one of the other women said, "Ouch I could feel that over here." However someone else observed that I was just fine since there was still a big grin on my face. That was absolutely true, I was loving it all. He was also one of the men that caned me, but he used two very short canes at the same time. Sort of like a spanko drummer. That was a wonderful sensation.

He and I talked throughout the spanking and I traded several laughing remarks with the table next to ours where a number of women were sitting and chatting. Honestly, I felt no embarrassment at all. This totally surprised me because of my body image issues. Although I will say this, I would not ever want to be publicly punished. That is far too intimate and personal. But for play I would never hesitate to be publicly spanked.

Now standing in a corner with a red bottom on display is a whole different story and fortunately I don't have one of those to tell about. If I am lucky I never, ever will.

Happy Halloween

This is a picture from the net, not anyone I know but I thought it looked like a very entertaining Halloween party.

Since I have no trick or treaters and I really am a bit old to be out of doors in costume, I thought I would treat you to my experience with caning at the spanking party. Since caning used to be on my list of what I would never allow it is noteworthy to me.

It was an amazing experience. Please keep in mind this was not for discipline but play at a party. The gentleman had been recommended by every bottom that had ever played with him. He looked like a kindly grandfather and, in fact, his demeanor was pretty much as he seemed.

He did start by warming up my bare bottom with several different straps. Since it was Saturday night I was wearing my costume. I hope I will be sent a picture of it so I can post it. So my sheer long black skirt and my black and gold spiderweb cape were tossed up over my back. Interestingly enough everyone I played with seemed to enjoy my thigh high lace stockings. They were well worth the expense.

After my bottom was nice and warm he started the caning with a bunch of thin, rattan canes. All his canes were rattan and well oiled so there was little danger of splintering. He started by rubbing the cane bundle over my bottom. He then drew back(not completely)and gave me a stroke on one side and then another on the other side. It was a stingy sensation. He asked how many more I might like. I asked for five more on each side. He was very careful where he laid his strokes. It was a wonderful sensation. Then came a short time of rubbing before moving on to the next bundle of thin canes which had a smaller number. This had a bit more sting to it. I loved it as I had the first one.

This continued throught two more bundles, the last one was three and I began to feel the sting much more keenly. After a session of rubbing, which I found very sensual he picked up one of the single canes. He did tell me this probably would sting more than the bundles did. Once again he was not using overhand strokes but rather using his wrist to spank with a sharp sting but not meant to cause cutting or damage.

I loved it and after the first two strokes asked for six more and then two more sets of six. After that we both decided my bottom had enough. After all it had been soundly spanked a number of times before the caning. He rubbed my bottom soothingly. I rewarded his efforts by giving him a candy cane and a big hug.

Oh as for positioning he had me lay over pillows on the bed on a diagonal so he could move from side to side.

While I will always be sure anyone who canes me knows what they are doing, I don't think I will fear caning again. Of course if it were discipline that is a different story. I did have two other gentlemen use canes on my bottom. One was very interesting. He used two small canes at the same time. Wow!

A Treasure of a Weekend

This will be a short post, I am still exhausted. Oh my what a weekend. I not only made friends with lovely like minded people but with implements I had never met before either.

I will most certainly share my first time caning, experiences with nipple clamps, tawses, lexan paddles and the list goes on. Yes, I also got spanked in the social room in front of others as well. Before I say anything else I want to emphasize that no one pushed me into anything I did not want to do. Everything was completely consensual and the men I played with ALWAYS asked before they did anything or used anything.

Not only did I enjoy each experience but I also learned how to use toys I had not used before. Since I am a switch I really appreciated that. I played with switches, tops, and bottoms. In between play sessions there was plenty of time for socializing and getting to know people.

I will post more detail, since I consider this a sort of journal and I want to make sure I always remember my first party which contained many firsts as well. In fact the lovely colorful shadeson my bottom are still there and oh my, what a lovely achy, tingly backside.

There was also an amazing diversity of aspects of the lifestyle people were into. Now you may not believe this but although I did have to ask for a spanking I never had to put an X on the spot, they all seemed to know where it was. Imagine that!

Party Til You Drop

Well I am having the time of my life! I have met friendly, kind people who are all concerned with people having a good time, especially the first timers. I wasn't here a half hour before I got my first spanking. I have played with a number of switches so we could trade off and both enjoy ourselves. I have a sore but very happy bottom. As you can see in the picture my roomie and I are having a pillow fight. Wonder if you can guess which is which.

Party Time!!

Well just to let you know I am in Chicago and far more nervous than I ever dreamt I would be. I am not nervous about being spanked, just meeting people I don't know and hoping they like me enough to chat with me and, of course, smack my backside. Thanks to all of you who commented on the spanking I am giving my friend. Yes, you are right it is a very serious responsibility and I consider it as such. As for directions I was given suggestions but told that all other decisions were literally in my hands. I consider that a tremendous gift of trust by all involved. The other thing that I think is important is that when I switch I tend to feel more maternal towards the person I am spanking. So many times women spankers are portrayed in such a mean and negative light. That is not nor could it ever be me. In any case, wish me luck!!

Another new experience

First of all thank you for the kind and caring comments so many of you left while I was pulling myself together. Sometimes in a long distance relationship, such as the one I am in, it can lead to misunderstandings. This is what happened to me and I came crashing down. I simply could not write and for that matter thinking even became challenging. I decided it was time to get over it since I am going to the Crimson Moon party this Friday. I want this to be a great experience and not a chance to mope around a hotel room. I am also sharing a hotel room with a wonderful online friend. I have been so looking forward to meeting her and that leads me to my next new experience.

She and I share the same "older brother". She is as accountable for her behavior to him as I am. He always feels a real time spanking is better than a self administered spanking over the phone or computer. This is especially true for serious issues.

My friend has a very serious spanking due and I was asked to adminster it. Now I am a switch but have never spanked another woman. Since I do know how much more effective a "real time" spanking is, I agreed to do this. I should say that my friend totally agreed to it or I would not be comfortable doing this.

So I will be going to my first party, playing with people I have just met, spanking and being spanked, and giving a disciplinary spanking to a very good friend. You have to admit that is a lot of firsts for one weekend.

Right now my goal is keeping my attitude positive and just getting over the misunderstanding that laid me low.

I will also keep you up to date during the party since I am bringing my laptop with me. I, as always, am interested in hearing what you have to say about the experiences I will be going through.

And, by the way, my friend understands that our friendship does not assure her of an easy spanking. In fact it is quite the opposite. What she did put her at serious risk and I want to make sure it never happens again. So does she.

Sorry the cuffs have to go

One of the interesting aspects of the spanking party I am attending is their attitude that the Tops may be spanking but the bottoms are in charge. Now this is along with the rules; safe, sane, consensual, and NO means NO.

Nothing is done without asking the spankees permission. That includes raising skirts and lowering panties. You can't be forced to count spanks if you don't want to. No one can force you to stand in the corner. Safewords must be respected and implements agreed upon. Now that really pertains to the people you are meeting at the party to play with. Of course, if you are there with your partner and mate your play may take other forms and certain understandings may already be in place.

The people that belong to Crimson Moon are diverse indeed. It is not specifically DD, D/s, or BDSM. Anyone in the scene is welcome as long as they respect the rules and the rights of others. For example, bare bottoms are allowed in the social room for spanking, but no other nudity is allowed except in private rooms. And activities other than spanking can only go on in private rooms. Since this group has been doing this for fourteen years they certainly know what they are doing. And all you have to do if someone bothers you after you politely refuse is tell a board member.

So I feel safe attending this event. I think it will be a voyage of discovery in many ways. I am still considering the private vs. public issue. But in any case I do have a few hard lines I don't cross;

No hog tieing or extreme bondage

I don't count strokes, it diverts my attention from where I want it focused

Ok I usually don't stand in corners but I probably would if asked to as part of play

No soap in the mouth

No implement or play that breaks the skin

No sexual touching unless it is my partner

Safe words must be respected immediately

I can only hold positions where I am somewhat supported due to physical issues so I can't bend over, hold my knees and get spanked or caned.

Please ask before you move my clothing

As of right now that is where I am at. I know it sounds like topping from the bottom but it really is about safety and comfort. If I am insecure I certainly can't enjoy myself.

Let me know what you think. And as far as the cuffs go, if they weren't metal, I wouldn' t mind.