Thursday, April 28, 2011

Inside The Toy Bag

At the recent SCONY Mountain Weekend, I experienced a plethora of new implements. I've written a previous post about spanking implements that included a poll. As for what most people favored, the hand won. I voted for the hand myself. Nothing like that personal touch. But sometimes it can be nice to change things up. And poor tops sometimes need to give their hand/arm some relief. Don't you feel sorry for them? Yeah, me neither. Lol. But moving right along... There's such great variety out there. From seemingly innocent things you can buy at your local grocery store or create yourself from Home Depot to lovely handcrafted tools for the pros, it's all about options. I'll share my thoughts about the new ones that I've experienced.




image from thelondontanners.com

I have some wooden paddles in my personal collection but had never experienced a leather paddle before. I'd say that this one was my favorite. I generally prefer sting to thud and this gives that effect. The feel of it is somewhat close to that of the hand which I like. I got just a taste of it, but if used for a prolonged period I'm sure it would still get the message across. This item is definitely on my spanko wish list.



image from cane-iac.com





A trip to the woodshed with the carpet beater was another first. Looking at it, I relate it to the cane so it made me quite nervous. Due to the unique shape of it, it's fairly simple to aim and use, whereas a cane is not. While I was told that it was being used on me lightly (yeah, yeah, I've heard that before...), it certainly left behind a stinging impression. I'd be curious to play with it more in the future.










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On this same trip to the woodshed, I also experienced the martinet. It's an interesting whippy little thing. One has to watch out for wrapping with this one. It's a very different sensation since there's multiple strands hitting in several places at once. It certainly falls into the stingy category though the one used on me was a bit heavier leather so had a thuddy factor as well. The jury is still out on this one. If I owned one I'd probably want to use it for lighter more sensual play, like a flogger. But I'm sure it could be used harder to leave quite the impression as well.





image from cane-iac.com

I'm one of those people who will try just about anything once. So silly me, I asked to be spanked with a plastic paddle with holes. After having a wooden paddle used on me, I was curious what the difference in feel would be. It was a big difference. Not that wood is easy at all, but I've now learned that I hate plastic/lexan/whatever else is in that category. Rubber and metal implements are in my red area, and plastic may soon well join them. I received several relatively lighter swats with it, and it had quite an impact. As far as the holes, I would have to be spanked with a regular plastic paddle followed by a plastic paddle with holes to really compare. But wood compared to plastic? I'll take the wood. And that's saying something. Being someone who already bruises somewhat easily, it's not something I would want to play with again. I think it would damage my skin too quickly.







image from thelondontanners.com

Now to the F.E.S. Flesh Eating Strap for those who are unfamiliar. It's in dispute if this was really my first experience with it. I say it's not. At my first SCONY weekend, I received several "light" swats with it to see what it was all about. Now the owner of this strap from Hell disagrees and said I had not really experienced it. Well, now I have. And do I want to meet with it again? No. This incident began after the F.E.S. was given a fleece sleeve to reside in. I commented that it should only be used while in the sleeve and it's owner felt I should experience a first hand comparison. Top logic at it's finest... Was there a difference, you ask? Yeah, it was slightly less horrible in the fleece sleeve. But certainly still felt. And to quote Forrest Gump, "that's all I have to say about that."

Sunday, April 24, 2011

Happy Peepster!

... Instead of Easter. Get it? You knew I couldn't let Easter pass by without a chance to rant about Peeps. This is probably one of the most controversial topics I'll ever cover on this blog. Lol. People have such strong feelings about Peeps. You love them or you hate them. I've heard someone scream at the sight of them, another want to gag at "the disgusting looking colors", and heard them described as "creepy".






Here's some Peeps education from Wikipedia.com-

Peeps are marshmallow candies, sold in the United States and Canada, that are shaped into chicks, bunnies, and other animals. There are also different shapes used for various holidays. Peeps are used primarily to fill Easter baskets, though recent ad campaigns tout the candy as "Peeps - Always in Season". They are made from marshmallow, corn syrup, gelatin, and carnauba wax. (doesn't that ingredient list make you want to eat one right now? Lol.)
Peeps are produced by Just Born,[1] a candy manufacturer founded in Bethlehem, Pennsylvania by Russian immigrant Sam Born.[2] In 1953, Just Born acquired the Rodda Candy Company and its marshmallow chick line, then turned the tedious process of hand-forming the chicks to mass production.[3] The yellow chicks were the original form of the candy — hence their name — but then the company introduced other colors and, eventually, the myriad shapes in which they are now produced.
In 2009, Just Born expanded the Peeps product line further by introducing Peeps Lip Balm in four flavors: grape, strawberry, vanilla, and cotton candy.[4] (Peeps Lip Balm? That's even news to me.) The first Peeps & Co. store opened in November 2009 in Prince George's County.[5]     




I can't get enough of them! Actually, this past week I was close to getting enough. I have such awesome friends and on my recent trip East, I was gifted Peeps left and right. I ended up being given 22 boxes! I could barely fit them all in my luggage to take home with me. To the right is one of those funny images that gets emailed around this time of year. Check out the Peep Show! Lol.

What is Easter really all about? Jesus? Eggs? A creepy giant bunny roaming your house leaving candy? I always found the Easter Bunny a pretty creepy childhood fable, up there with the Tooth Fairy, but that's just me. Uh, how about none of the above? It's about Peeps! Whether you like to use them in interesting recipes (which I've had emailed to me quite a bit this week, thank you all), leave them out for a week and eat them stale, roast them on a campfire, have Peep wars in your microwave until they stab each other with toothpicks, put them on a crown, or throw them at others, Peeps are fun for everyone!






This awesomeness in a box at the left is a package of Peepsicles. Didn't know there was such a thing? Neither did I. A friend gave these to me this last week and trying them was yet another new experience for me at a SCONY weekend. Lol. Although there are different colors, they are all the same flavor. They received mixed reviews but one known Peep hater said he actually liked the popsicle. So I'd call it a win.








Bummed that Easter is upon us and you won't be able to find Peeps much longer? Never fear, I'm here to educate you that Peeps are available 4 times a year! Valentine's Day, Easter, Halloween, and Christmas. And if you reside in the Washington, D.C. area they have their very own Peeps store. Would having Peeps available all the time lessen their popularity? It's one of those things like eggnog at Christmas, Girl Scout cookies in spring, or the Cheesy Gordita Crunch from Taco Bell. The bastards could make them all year but only give you a limited time to create more demand. I think I currently have enough to last me through Halloween, so thanks for all those who supplied them and for humoring my insanity. Lol.



*edit 04/26/2011- I received a bag full of Peeps from someone today and counted out that I now have 41 boxes in my kitchen. Behold, The Leaning Tower of Peeps-a!

Whether you love 'em or hate 'em, I hope this post didn't induce any vomiting and brought a smile to your face. Wishing you all a happy Easter from your quirky friend Lea. :-)

Friday, April 22, 2011

Double Trouble


I'm the angel of course. Hehe...

At the recent SCONY weekend, I had many new experiences. One of those that I'd like to share here was being spanked alongside another bottom. This was something my mind had grappled with in the past. Normally I'm very private with my scenes. So private I blog about it. Lol. Seriously though, I'm extremely self conscious and the idea of public spanking and people watching me gives me major anxiety. It's not even about staying fully clothed in public or anything like that, just the overall idea of it happening freaks me out. A scene involving a few other people isn't exactly "public spanking" of course, but still something that I generally avoided. I have been spanked by two tops at once, and that was a good experience, so I won't say never. But I had never had another bottom involved in the scene.

My spanking world has evolved since the beginning and this time around I was quite curious about having a group scene and decided to go for it. Fortunately, I was able to play out that scenario with two people I feel very comfortable with. Saying it was "fun" isn't quite the term I want to use, because my backside certainly wasn't having fun by the end of it. But for lack of a better term, yeah.. it was fun. :-) The top, Mr. C, certainly had his hands full. Pun intended. First, we locked him out of the room and Tricia and I laughed hysterically at his attempts to get in. After getting sick of hearing him banging on the door and hallway wall and not wanting to disturb all the occupants of the building (because I'm courteous like that), I opened the door to let him in. Bad move. Mr. C came flying through the door with his bag of implements and was not laughing along with us. Tops, where's their sense of humor you know? They take everything so seriously...

Mr. C didn't really appreciate our giggling at him. I had quickly retreated to the opposite side of the room after letting him in, so poor Tricia was in closer range. He gave her several swats and asked her if she still thought it was funny. She did... Lol. What did you expect? When bottoms get together it just increases the energy. You think we'll go down easy? Never. Now aside from not participating in public spanking myself, I've never really been comfortable watching someone else get spanked. So this again was an all around new experience. As Mr. C was spanking Tricia, I just sort of stood there in awe and wasn't sure where to be looking. Then he looked at me and said, "You're next." <insert butterflies in stomach feeling here>

I wasn't sure how I was going to react in a group situation. Normally when I'm spanked I get really reserved and quiet, to the point where the top may wonder if I'm okay because I'm not easy to read. The dynamics with these two though, really let me play out that bratty role a bit. I was certainly more vocal than normal. Mr. C started spanking me with his hand and scolded me for letting Tricia be a bad influence on me. He asked if I was going to keep hanging out with her and I said yes. He asked me why as he spanked me harder. "Because I like her, she's fun," I giggled. That made her laugh too and you can imagine how that went. He crossed back over to her and delivered several hard swats that had me cringing before coming back to me.

He had me lay out on the bed next to Tricia which made it so I couldn't see which implement he was grabbing next. I hate that. Hearing the spanking and her reactions to it first all the more increased that deliciously awful feeling of anticipation for me. He spanked me with some awful wooden thing, which I later found out was a backscratcher. Omg, did that little thing have an impact. That one had my legs really kicking. Mr. C pointed out that we weren't laughing anymore. No, we weren't. Once wood enters the picture any giggling is long gone, that's for sure. Mr. C told us that we were both going to get a strapping. <insert sinking feeling in my stomach here> I had experienced this the day before and was not looking forward to it again. Tricia got it first as I braced myself. Then he gave me several smacks with the belt. He asked us if we'd learned our lesson and a chorus of "yes sir's" was the quick reply. We were ordered to stand in the corner for a few minutes before things ended with a hug and I was sent to bed.

So that was that. I'd certainly be open to doing a group scene again, with the right people. After all, Tricia and I now have to get our revenge on Mr. C so the opportunity will probably present itself. >:) Hehe. Thank you to those involved for allowing me to share this experience and thank you for reading.

Wednesday, April 20, 2011

Another Wonderful Scony Weekend

From UrbanDictionary.com-
Post Party Depression aka Post Party Drop:
In which one attends such an awesome party, that the next few days seem bland and horrible.

It's hitting me hard this week. I attended my fourth Scony Weekend in the Mountains this past Thursday-Monday and it was wonderful as always. Each time I go the crowd changes a bit, there's new people to meet, and always lots of laughs and spanks. It's always hard to say goodbye to all my dear friends who I see so rarely and come back to real life and ugh, work.

The weekends are always an emotional rollercoaster for me. It's so fun to catch up with existing friends and meet new ones, laugh myself to tears (did anyone see that woodpecker this time?), tease the hell out of the tops haha, and just enjoy hanging out. There's never a dull moment with such an ecclectic group of people. I always feel so welcomed and cared for.

It can be a bit of a whirlwind. There's so much going on in my head with all the playing, and of course the sad feelings of having to depart. It feels like it only just began by the time I have to go. Good times always go by faster, that's for sure. By the time I got home yesterday I was ready to pass out. Talk about being physically and emotionally drained. My head is still putting together everything that has gone on in the last week, so I will probably have several different blog posts about various parts of the weekend. There's too much to go over all in one.

To all those who were there, thank you for adding to a great trip. I had such an amazing time and was happy to meet all the new people and catch up with old friends. Thanks to those who laughed at my incessant jokes and told me that my singing was tolerable. Thank you to those who added suggestions for my future invention. Lol. Thank you to those who got me there safely (even if it was at a slower speed, though not as slow as last time.) ;-) Thank you to Ms. Margaret and Mr. Ryder for all you do to organize these weekends and giving us all an outlet for our needs to be met. And last but not least, thank you to everyone who puts up with me and for taking the time to read my blog. More to come later. Goodnight.

Thursday, April 7, 2011

YELLOW!

A discussion going on today got my mind on the topic of safewords. For any not familiar with the concept, though I doubt many vanilla people read this blog lol, here's Wikipedia's definition.

A safeword[1][2][3] is a codeword or series of codewords that are sometimes used in BDSM for a submissive (or "bottom") to unambiguously communicate their physical or emotional state to a dominant (or "top"), typically when approaching, or crossing, a physical, emotional, or moral boundary. Some safewords are used to stop the scene outright, while others can communicate a willingness to continue, but at a reduced level of intensity. Safewords are usually agreed upon before playing a scene by all participants, and many organized BDSM groups have standard safewords that all members agree to use to avoid confusion at organized play events.

People can use whatever safeword they are comfortable with, though I'd feel strange shouting out "blueberries!" Lol. In the spanking party scene, the most commonly used is the stoplight system. GREEN= go/ it's okay to spank harder, YELLOW= slow down, and RED= stop. To any Starman fans out there, "Red light stop, green light go, yellow light go very fast" isn't quite accurate. Did I really just make a Starman reference? My nerd meter is on high today...

There can be a variety of reasons to use a safeword. You need to indicate discomfort from a leg cramp and change positions, you're getting played out and close to your tolerance so want the spanking to lighten up a bit, things are going in a direction not fitting with your headspace, you are just all around uncomfortable with the scene, you need to pee. Lol. Whatever. The list can go on and on. Especially in a party setting or playing with a new partner, I consider safe words a must.  Communication between a top and bottom beforehand is essential of course, but safewords are in play just in case. There are people out there who've been in the scene for 20+ years and have never had to use one and that's great for them. But noone should be afraid to use them because they fear a bad response.

With some people there is almost a stigma on having to use a safeword. You don't want to offend the person you are playing with or cause a scene or may be too timid to voice your concerns with the spanking, especially when you are new. Something may be beyond your tolerance but you think oh I'll just wait it out and it'll be over soon and you wait and wait and wait until it ends. You may think, well the top should just know what I want and be able to read my reactions. Sorry to burst your bubble, but noone is a mindreader. Yes, a lot of responsibility does fall on the top and a good top does try to watch how you're doing or keep a dialogue going during a spanking to gauge a bottom's responses. But this is spanking after all, someone saying "oooow!" isn't going to necessarily stop them in their tracks. And unless you are always playing in front of a mirror, they often can't see your face and how you may be reacting. That's what safewords are in place for.

I will also note here, before some top comes and makes a comment on this post lol, that safewords can be used by tops as well. If a bottom wants to play really hard but is pretty bruised and a top doesn't feel comfortable with continuing, or bratting is getting to be too much, etc., the same rules apply to them as well. Safewords should be respected on both sides of the fence.


I completely understand being a bit timid in expressing what you want. I'm a shy person myself and it's something I had to work on. But I've learned to get past it and SPEAK UP! If something is going really wrong in a scene, it also makes it hard for others to help you or possibly step in if you don't safeword to indicate you needed things to ease up or stop altogether. Everyone plays differently and someone just being really quiet isn't going to necessarily be a sign to stop. I know that I tend to get quiet when getting into my headspace and can be hard to read, so it's up to me to indicate if there is a problem or not.


Communication is key in spanking. Noone wants to hear later on from a third party that "Oh, Lea just tolerated that spanking that was too hard for her because she was afraid to offend you by stopping the scene." Nobody wants a pity spanking. Wouldn't that make you feel like crap? I know I'd feel terrible if I heard later on that someone had a bad experience with me. None of the tops I know would be at all offended by someone using a safeword. Would they want to know why you used it? Probably. I know I would. But it doesn't have to lead to an awkward situation. If it was just too much for you at the moment or your head wasn't in it, just say so and move on. If someone wouldn't play with you again because you used a safeword in a scene, then they probably aren't someone you should be playing with anyway. It should be a safe and enjoyable experience for all.

So the moral of the story is never be afraid to speak up and please, have fun! I will also note that this is all my own opinion. But this is MY blog after all, so shouldn't that be assumed? Lol.