The Justin Timberlake Scene

On Saturday night I attended the NLA-U play party. The theme was "Queen of Hearts." But I had my own theme in mind. You see, it was Justin Timberlake's birthday that same day. Certainly something worth celebrating! Other people were sadly unaware of this except for those who didn't tune me out for the past week. But that's okay. I knew and I had a plan. A Justin Timberlake scene would be happening. 

I started thinking of a playlist to fit the mood. It would have to be a mix of JT songs with some 'N Sync throwbacks for good measure. I wanted to have each album represented but I did leave out "Home For Christmas" since it didn't really fit. No offense, Christmas album. I still treasure you. I thought of warm up, more upbeat stuff for the middle, and then cool down to end things. This was the final list for anyone who wishes to replicate such a magnificent scene.

1. FutureSex/LoveSound- JT- FutureSex/LoveSound

2. Tearin' Up My Heart- 'N Sync- 'N Sync

3. Cabaret- Drake, JT- The 20/20 Experience

4. Rock Your Body- JT- Justified

5. Dress On- Justin Timberlake- The 20/20 Experience

6. Giddy Up- 'N Sync- 'N Sync

7. (And She Said) Take Me Now- JT- Justified

8. Up Against The Wall- 'N Sync- Celebrity

9. (It's My) Dick in a Box- JT, Andy Samberg

10. SexyBack- JT- FutureSex/LoveSound

11. Digital Get Down- 'N Sync- No Strings Attached

12. Gimme What I Don't Know (I Want)- JT- The 20/20 Experience

13. Damn Girl- JT- FutureSex/LoveSound

14. I Drive Myself Crazy- 'N Sync- 'N Sync

15. Suit & Tie- JT- The 20/20 Experience

I emailed S the playlist. He was able to find all the songs except for "Dress On" which is apparently an exclusive on the version of the album that was sold at Target. Music was in order. Now my mind went to wardrobe. I had a new dress to wear that was above the knee and dark blue with faux leather piping down the sides. But how would I show this was a JT scene? I had the idea to make the letters JT out of duct tape and put them on the back of my panties. You can see the end result on the right. Now I was ready. Music. Check. Wardrobe. Check. Sort-of-willing-top. Check.

I arrived at the party about the same time as S. Since we were going to be somewhat disruptive with our own music I wanted to find a space that was out of the way of the crowd. Because I'm fucking courteous like that. I do realize there are some poor souls who do not appreciate the music of JT. I can't fix all that is wrong with the world. The party was packed and every play space was taken right from the beginning. We waited and were able to snag an open massage table in a side room and get set up. 

I laid down on the table and pulled my dress up. S set out things from his toy bag, got the playlist started on his phone, and playing through his portable speaker. We were immediately surrounded by JT's sexy voice. He started spanking me with his hand to warm me up. Though he has a tough hand these days so that is not always easier to take than some of the implements. My skin felt cold at the beginning which made each swat stingier. He cycled through his tawse and some straps. I occasionally moved from side to side to the beat of the music besides my normal squirming.

Parties tend to always play shitty industrial music in the background so my playlist did catch some attention from passersby. People would poke their heads in and watch for a moment and then go on their way. When "Dick In A Box" started I heard some laughter. That's always a crowd favorite. S continued with some other items from his bag, checking that I was still doing alright. Towards the end I counted out loud a final 34 swats with his hand as JT's birthday proxy. We didn't make it all the way through the playlist but it was a successful scene.

The above picture was the end result. My J got mussed up a bit from the dress being pulled up and down. I was left with a big smile and a nicely reddened backside. Thank you to S for playing along. Even though he refused to sing along. Pfft. I even got 2 more spankings that night. One was as a proxy for an attendee's birthday. And the other was with someone I had been looking forward to playing with for the first time. All went well and I had a lot of fun at the party. My bottom ended up even more colorful but unfortunately I didn't get a pic at the end of the night. I'm sure this scene will live in infamy as nobody else has done such a thing. 

*Author's note- Yes, I know that I am a ridiculous person and I appreciate everyone who humors me.*

Shadow Lane 2014- Part 2

Here is the long awaited other half of my Shadow Lane experience. I've been far too behind on blogging and even had some spankings focused on that since, but I'll get to that later. In the previous post I was only on day 1 so this will recap the rest.
The picture on the left was in the bathroom of our hotel room at Shadow Lane. S thought the crane looked very sinister and was worth photographing.

Saturday started off with the Bad Boy's Party that was being hosted by Harry. My friends who had arrived so late on Friday night hadn't gotten a chance to talk to our friend Harry yet so we all headed up to say hi. It drew a good crowd and everyone seemed to be having fun. Not being a female top, I think my presence there was misleading so I ended up waiting in the hall with my friend M. We moved on to brunch and getting ready for the day. In the afternoon, the first open party was the TTYL party- Tights, Thongs, Yoga Pants, and Leggings. It was a full house with lots of play happening.

I met up with Harry and went back to my room to play. He didn't have his whole bag with him so I picked through some of what S brought and he selected some things to use. We've played several times before and it's always been fun. I laid on the bed and he strapped me with S's find from the vendor fair. We chatted throughout catching up on what's been going on and already excited for the October SCONY weekend. There are never enough spanking parties for a spanko. :-) He used a few other straps and two different floggers. I got very relaxed into it and was well warmed up for the day. We ended with a hug and I went back to the party to find S.


S and I went back to our room to get some time to ourselves. He got a full demo on how his new implements worked. Review- They hurt! Lol. I'm a terrible reviewer. The round leather paddle had two distinctly different feelings depending on which side he used. The one side had a bit of a thud and was nice for sensation without much pain. The other side was VERY different and stung a lot. That one got me squirming and I continued being very squirmy with the long leather strap. It's not a flexible leather so the feel is almost closer to wood than leather. It's heavier and more in the middle of the sting and thud scale. The two wood items from Compass Rose are beautiful and wood and they hurt. Very stingy. :-) That is my review for the new items. I was quite sore after that but had a little break before heading to my next planned scene with DS.

DS and I have never played before and met in person for the first time at the newbies party the day before. We'd been chatting extensively on Fetlife prior to the party about having a scene, preferences, wants, and all that good stuff and I felt comfortable going into it. He started with a hand spanking and then moved to a flogging. I stood so he could flog my back and bottom, then turned around for my breasts to be flogged and strapped. I rarely have impact there and it was an interesting sensation. That's a delicate area and I had a few bruises later since I don't have leatherboob like I sometimes have leatherbutt. Lol. Don't have pics of that though, sorry. ;-)

After that I laid across his lap on the bed and he pulled my panties down to continue the spanking. He had about a million and five implements. :-) I can't recall everything he used at this point. We talked throughout and he would show me what he had. He kept me guessing by rarely getting into a typical left, right, left, right pattern. The speed and intensity really varied as parts would speed up and really have me squirming, then slow, then switch to a different toy. My bottom was on fire by the end of it. It was a fairly heavy scene intensity-wise. I really enjoyed it. We sat and talked for quite a while after. I got my hug and went back to the room. S took the above picture. It doesn't nearly do the color justice.

It was time to get dressed up for the evening's dinner/dance. We met up with A, M, SNJ, and SY to go get a table in the ballroom. Saturday night is a buffet style dinner with a dance floor opened up after. (For the adventurous.) The meal was good, the dessert was even better. A few of us went to a corner of the room to take pics of each other since we were all dressed up. Ahem, I still don't have copies of any of those. Should've used my own phone. I got entranced watching DL doing a double strapping scene to the side of the room during dinner. Very cool.

Eventually we went back to the room to change. We did a tour of the open suite parties throughout the night going from one to the next. I didn't play more that night. Around 2 in the morning I was getting hungry so S and I ventured around the casino to find the world's slowest service at a 24 hour sandwich shop. There were all of 3 people in there and it took over a half hour to get a pastrami sandwich. I mean WTF? And it ended up being a bad decision and I was feeling a bit ill the entire next day. Note for next time- pack some snacks to have in the room for late night munchies.

Sunday started off with Spanking Court with Judge Strict Dave. This is where I finally saw some people emerge who I hadn't located all weekend. If you ever come to one of these events, do NOT miss this! It's so much fun. Probably even funnier if you know the people involved in the cases, but entertaining nonetheless. There were some hilarious cases. Spankos are very, very creative people. I'll just leave it at that. And I kind of wished I had entered a case and totally thrown it just to get a guilty verdict and strapped by the judge. Lol. Afterwards we got some lunch and headed to one of the open suites while many others were in DL's suite for the Judicial Singapore Caning event. I hadn't signed up for it because I didn't know if the serious tone would be in my headspace at the time. But I heard such great things from attendees later that I think I may go if it returns to the party again.

The couch became free in the suite so S and I grabbed the spot to play. He started off the spanking with his hand and then switched to a strap. From the marks in the picture there was definitely a cane involved, possibly two. Even though I've had to do it locally for years, I still don't like playing out in the open with so many people around. But I think I had tuned out the surroundings fairly well. I was able to relax into it and just focus on the sensations and on S. A friend actually commented to me later how surprised she was to see me playing in there because she knows I prefer a private setting. The scene went well though. S is an expert at reading me by now. Well, as far as during a spanking at least. ;-) We left to go get dinner at the restaurant downstairs while a few of our other friends actually went to attend a wedding. I had to get through one goodbye that night since A was leaving for the airport. I was glad to get to see her again and have some time to talk.

Sunday night was similar to Saturday night. We wandered around to different suites to see what was going on. I didn't play again the rest of the night. Alex came over and chatted with me, S, and our friends in one of the suites. She's so sweet and adorable. It was nice to catch up with her a bit. Overall for the party I was terrible at talking to other people besides the little group I already knew. That led to not playing as much as I would've liked. Though admittedly, even when I've played 10 times in a night at other events I still always feel like I didn't do everything and talk with everyone that I wanted to. Such is life. So much to do, so little time. Monday left just enough time to get some brunch, say goodbyes, pack, and leave. I managed to not cry when saying goodbye to my friends but it didn't last long. As soon as we were driving away and hitting the freeway, I was in tears. S actually pulled over to find Kleenexes in the trunk. Very sweet.

Being Labor Day we actually didn't have very bad traffic. Made it home in about 6 hours, the same as on the way there. I kind of wish I would've had a buffer day from work to rest and stop crying every 10 minutes, but I had to be back the next morning. That whole week was rough. I don't think I've ever had such a bad drop after a party. I think it was largely due to S being there with me. I've never had a few days away with him before. It was a wonderful fantasy world for 4 days where I got to have a boyfriend all to myself, away from work and stress, and spankos were everywhere. So many people who just get it. Who wouldn't love that? Perhaps I can relive the magical time in 2015.

Shadow Lane 2014- Part 1

I recently attended Shadow Lane for my second time. I first went in 2012 when some of my SCONY friends decided to come out west for it. Vegas is only about a 6 hour drive for me so it's the easiest party for me to get to and who can complain about not having to buy a plane ticket? A few friends from around the country were going to be there, some attending for their first time, and I decided to join them. Plans did change slightly when S told me he'd like to go with me. That was a nice surprise. We've never had a weekend away together before and he's never been around more than 2 spankos at one time before (shout out to you, jenna_kins). It was going to be interesting!

I figured he would love people because spankos are fucking awesome. I mean how could you not like them? But it was a completely new crowd to him, a largely new crowd to me, and two introverts don't make a right. He was kind enough to start off our drive to Vegas with including 'N Sync music on his Spotify playlist for the road. Now that's love. And he did the driving which made my would've-been-cramped legs very appreciative. It was early but that avoided most of the traffic and we arrived around noon. Things had already kicked off for many attendees who had been at the hotel for days and there was a cigar social happening by the pool. I didn't get a chance to make it down since I was rushing to take a shower and change before I went to the newbies party with S.

We got ready, I got a brief belt spanking, and we were off to the suite hosting the newbies event. I'm avoiding all names where I didn't directly talk to the person and get an okay to use their name here or are known publicly in the scene so it's going to be a lot of initials. C & S host the newbies party every year and it's a nice way to start off the weekend and meet a few other new people before meeting a LOT more people. I attended it when I came in 2012 and got a look like ''haven't you been here before?" I said I had been once, but was here with S who has never been to any spanking party. I follow rules, I promise I wasn't crashing. I met DS for the first time who I had been talking with online prior to the party. We chatted with a few people, thanked the hosts, and it was time to go to the room and change AGAIN.

Exhibit A

The next event on the agenda was the Uniformed Top event/costume party being hosted in DL's suite, where much of the weekend was taking place. I read something on FetLife beforehand saying that everyone could dress up, not just tops, and figured I could get another use out of a former Halloween costume. For those not sick to death of seeing me dressed as Wonder Woman, see Exhibit A. For anyone who was there, I was the Wonder Woman mostly sitting off the side not talking to anyone. This would become a prevalent theme. But it was nice to have S with me doing the same thing so I wasn't a complete loner.

I did finally see a familiar face when C came to the suite. We had met the previous time I attended and had plans to play at this one. It was fairly crowded and really, really hot which gave me more reasons to not interact or try to initiate anything. In addition to my usual reason which is I hate having to initiate play. It was fun seeing all the different costumes and uniforms around. There were doctors, a fireman, a beekeeper, and even Tinkerbell. I recognized a few faces from FetLife interaction and the previous party. I played with S and we created an impromptu play space with me bending over a chair. He gave me a hard hand spanking. Wish I would've had a pic taken after. I was nicely pink. His hand has come such a long way. I'm so proud. *sniffle*

We left to go back to our room and passed a couple in the hall. The woman complimented my costume, and I said thanks, then the guy said "Wow, she must be like 6'10''!" as if I wasn't standing right there. Just kept walking. You all know how much I love commentary about my abnormal height, especially from complete strangers, so that was fun. I was still eagerly awaiting a car full of friends from CA who were still stuck in traffic going on 7 hours. I'm glad I came from the Salt Lake direction and not L.A. I changed outfits and S and I got dinner at one of the restaurants in the hotel. That hit the spot after not having eaten since 6 that morning.

Exhibit B

Soon after that it was time for the vendor fair in the ballroom. We checked in and got our name tags and S had his attention go right to the tables selling implements. So many pretty things as you'll see in Exhibit B. He bought a leather strap and leather paddle from Miguel, a favorite paddle maker of Ms. M. The basket woven look of the handles is very unique. Miss Rose was there as the face of Compass Rose Creations and had a beautiful selection. He picked a smaller one in bloodwood and the long one made of morado. He's going to need a bigger toy bag soon. :-)

I found many friends down at the vendor fair. I was surprised to run into NJD who I know from SCONY. I hadn't known he would be there so that was one more familiar face. I caught up with my friend A from Texas. We discussed how our CA friends were still stuck in traffic on their way there. I chatted with Alex Reynolds, Erica Scott, and SpankCake who joked that it was the blogger's circle as we were standing there talking. Alex introduced me to Paul Kennedy who was ever so nice. In thinking back on it, I'm kicking myself for not signing up for the British detention event that occurred throughout the weekend.

I left to head to a scene I had planned with B at his room. We had met at the prior SL and had been planning to play this time. I soon had my skirt up, panties down, and was across his lap on the bed. He warmed me up with his hand as we talked about our drives there and caught up with other goings-on. He had me move to stand and bend over a chair while he used some different leather implements. Then I laid across some pillows on the bed as several leather paddles kept the heat on my bottom going. I ended up across his lap again for a final few swats from his hand. Then we finished with a hug.

I went back to the room to find S relaxing. Not long after, I got a text that my CA friends had finally arrived. Almost 11 hours after leaving L.A. Man, I'm glad I don't live out there. How infuriating that would've been. M came to the room and met S and we chatted for a while. We followed her back to their room not far down the hall from us to greet SY and SNJ. SY had actually visited me in Utah about 2 years ago and met my S, but this was his first time meeting everyone else. They were understandably exhausted after the drive in, but we went to check out some of the suite parties. I think we went to every suite that was listed as open. It was actually really cool that at this party somebody had organized everything on an app called Guidebook. You looked up Shadow Lane and had to have a code and then it would list the main activities, times, and suite numbers that were open to everyone. That made it pretty easy to navigate the party.

We checked out one suite and then went to the next. None of us were great at socializing outside of ourselves, but at least we were present. Lol. Even having been before, I find it really hard to break into a circle of friends standing around talking, much less approaching someone to play. I always feel rude and like I'm interrupting. For other shy introverts like myself, I strongly recommend networking online as much as you can ahead of time because it makes that SO much easier. Especially at a party of this size. I recognized so many faces from online but still felt awkward and didn't approach many people. Even ones who have been on my FetLife friends list for years. I definitely missed Joey. He was there the last time and is such a social and friendly personality. It made it really easy for me to just follow him and get to meet everyone we knew from online. Several others said they missed you too, Joey.

At one of the suites I ran into Nancy and Tom who I know from previous parties. Tom and I went to play in one of the bedrooms. He's always a lot of fun and just has this excited and happy to be there vibe all of the time. I went across his lap and he spanked me with his hand. He has one of those stingy hands which I really like. My bottom was plenty warm and stinging as he'd ramp up the intensity, then slow back down, then repeat. He finished with his signature final ten swats (and HE does the counting. Nice!). We hugged and returned to the party. It was getting late at this point and it had been a long day. S and I said our goodnights and went back to the room to crash. My next post will continue with Saturday. Stay tuned!

Rocky Mountain Rebellion

Two weeks ago, I attended my first ever leather conference held right here in my hometown of Salt Lake City, Utah. Formerly named Rocky Mountain Olympus Leather since it's inception in 2010, it is now renamed the Rocky Mountain Rebellion. It involves 3 days of classes and workshops from a variety of presenters, vendor fairs, play parties, and a leather title contest. Oh and of course lots of kinky people! In the cons column, it does not include much time to sleep. Lol.

I haven't attended the event in past years so didn't really know what to expect. I wasn't originally planning on going but got to thinking about it and figured if I wanted to see what a leather event of this scale was like it was most logical (and cost effective) to try out the one in my own city first. And certain people were so excited about it that it was a bit contagious. I also ended up volunteering. Yeah, she was that good.

Things started off early Friday when I arrived to do a security shift at the host hotel. Vendors were setting up, classes would be starting in a few hours. If you checked in that day, I was the one sitting there in the horrific greenish neon shirt making sure you had your badge on. It was a tough job but someone had to do it. This is actually the first event of it's kind in Utah to be held at a hotel. Being kinky in Utah comes with it's own hardships and requires being careful with local laws and venue limitations. I think things at the hotel turned out fantastic. The hotel staff was always nice and helpful and the RMR staff and volunteers kept things running smoothly.

I didn't make it to any of the classes on that day by the time I was done with security and then pulled in to a quest to find a Starbucks. I went back home to have dinner and get ready to go to the party that night with S. I kept hearing someone's voice in my head repeating how it's very beneficial to stay at the hotel so you didn't miss out on things. Yeah, they were right. The constant driving back and forth got annoying fast. S picked me up and we went to that night's party. Many of the people I normally play with were busy themselves running around volunteering and setting things up. There was a cigar social going on outside for all those who enjoy cigars and socializing. I was trying to keep from getting more mosquito bites. More on that later.

S and I found a place to play and got set up on one of the spanking benches. I wore an army green button down dress and was a redhead for the night. I don't have any pictures though because I'm a good girl and followed the rules of no phones/cameras for the privacy of all attendees. So no post spanking pics from this event. :-( S had some new toys he got shortly before this event that I mentioned in my birthday spankings post. He had a mini sjambok that stings like hell that he used for a bit. Several other things from his bag got some use including a long, thin strap and a delrin cane. The result of that on my bottom wasn't quite the hue of the hair but I was left with a nice afterglow.

Saturday morning I was back at the hotel for another security shift. I learned from the previous day so made sure to have my coffee and McMuffin on the way there. I was able to make it to the afternoon classes. I went to "Blaise Wrap: Cling Play/Polyvinyl Suspensions" taught by Simon Blaise. He taught about bondage and suspensions using cling wrap as a safer alternative to rope. The demo was really cool to watch and the end result being all wrapped up in blue was pretty, too. I also went to "Magical Tops, Fighter Pilot Bottoms" taught by Master Konraad and slave jazz. I enjoyed watching their dynamic together and they were funny too. This class got into sub space, slight of mind, and some psychological "tricks" to get your partner into the headspace you want for your scene.

There was a break for dinner and then at 7 was the contest. I've never attended one before and it was very interesting. This year was special in that they were introducing a completely new format of the titleholder contest. Previously there would be a competition for Mr. RMOL and a Ms. RMOL. This year was the first Rocky Mountain Person of Leather contest. From their website- "Each year, a single Rocky Mountain Person of Leather will be selected not based on race, gender-identity, sexual-orientation, physical appearance, age, or disability, but rather on their ability to articulate their views, passions, and dedications and to make an impact in their communities. We will expect these People of Leather to act as mentors, educators, role models and spokespeople throughout their title year."

As the event's producer Andrew Love would say, it's kind of a big deal. It is the first contest of it's kind to have an open to everyone format with one winner. The contest was fun to watch. If you have no idea what a leather titleholder contest is like, imagine Miss America minus the swimsuit portion and misogyny. There was a panel of judges and two contestants this year- John G. and Simon/Alexandria Blaise. Each had a portion where they had to answer questions, one sillier and one serious. They both had to auction off items for travel funds that are used throughout the titleholder year. Each gave a speech. And the last category is the fantasy scene portion. Both were very entertaining to watch but I won't give away all the secrets here. If you want to know what it's like, come next year. :-) At the end of the contest, Simon/Alexandria Blaise was announced the winner and the first ever Rocky Mountain Person of Leather. Sin in the City is a leather event in Las Vegas coming up at the end of February and will host the International Person of Leather contest.

After the contest concluded I headed over to the party. S and I found a spot to play at the beginning of the night. He brought his new flogger this time and tried that out. It's a bit whippier than other floggers he has so produced a lot of sting. But that's not a complaint. And it's red and pretty. I waited far too long to write this post so the order of toys used is alluding me. But there were many mostly stingy things. One thing I'd been hoping for in that past 2 days was a nap scene. Unfortunately for me, most of the furniture was outside from the cigar social. I did nab a spot on the couch and managed to take a nap. And I got eaten alive by fucking mosquitoes. I had one other scene with someone whose name also starts with S but not the S I previously mentioned. I'll have to think of an anonymous nickname for him later. A variety of toys was also used in that scene including some stingy wooden things and a metal lollipop paddle. By the time I got home around 4 am, I still had a nicely roasted bottom.

Due to the lateness of the previous night, I didn't make it to the last few classes on Sunday morning. There was one presenter I really wanted to see too. Maybe next time. I helped set up the final after party for Sunday afternoon and hung around there for a while at their BBQ. I was pretty fucking tired at that point. I can only imagine how the people who ran the event were feeling. I said my goodbyes and drove home for the final time that weekend. I was really hoping someone would show up at my door with a Slurpee but nobody did. Woh woh. It was a hot weekend. Oh and this picture on the right is just ONE mosquito bite. This is why I don't go outside. I ended up with 8 of those on my arms, legs, and feet. Stupid flip flops. And that is my recap for the event! It was an overall good experience. Thank you to all the organizers and staff and people who made it happen! It takes so much time and energy to put on something like this and it really shows their love for the community. If you'd like to know more about this and related events, check out these links.

Rocky Mountain Rebellion website
Rocky Mountain Rebellion Fetlife group 
International Person of Leather
Sin in the City
Beyond Vanilla- hosting the Heartland Person of Leather contest

My 29th Birthday: A Group Spanking

I turned 29 on Sunday. I have one year of life left before becoming irrelevant. Next year's birthday is going to suck. But this one was great! I had a very busy week and weekend. I got some quality time with some of my favorite people throughout the week and lots of spankings. What more can a girl (and a spanko girl at that) ask for? Okay, a million dollars would've been nice. But spankings are a great runner up!

I was happy to have a new and special belt broken in on me. Maybe that can be repeated sometime without waiting for my next birthday. Hint to the belt's owner should he be reading this. :-) That was fun. I love belts if I haven't mentioned that recently. On Friday I went out with S to one of my favorite restaurants. He was nice enough to bare through it despite the huge weekend crowd and noise level of the place making it so we had to yell at each other across the table. But the food was good as always. And I'm loving this new beer by Schofferhofer. It's a grapefruit hefeweizen. I know, I know. That sounds absolutely disgusting, right? Grapefruit flavored beer? Really? But it's so good. Give it a try. Very refreshing for the summer.

On Saturday I went out to lunch to another favorite place with my parents. Traveling 80 miles for a lunch destination would seem crazy if not for the special occasion. After my food coma, I still had plenty of time to get ready for the second annual Sexy Olympics party that evening for members of NLA-U. Making this party even greater was that my birthday would hit at midnight so birthday spankings were certainly in the plans. S and I slipped away for some private time to play earlier in the night. He recently got some new toys from CANE-IAC including this flogger and a sjambok jr. He may have had me in mind when ordering because they fucking STING!

The flogger can be used nicely and he warmed me up with it a bit, rotating between that and his hand. But when he really gets going with using it then it got quite stingy. Why are you complaining about sting, Lea? Didn't you say you like sting? "Like" is relative. I do prefer sting to thud. The sjambok on the other hand does not have a nice mode. I don't think it took much effort or force on his part to have me squirming off the spanking bench. It packs in the sting and CANE-IAC's product description is quite accurate. He didn't go too hard on me though knowing I still had my after midnight spanking coming. My bottom was a nice shade of pink and I got some cuddling time after.

We went outside after to observe some of the Olympic games taking place. There was a relay race, some very slippery lube wrestling matches, and a naked Twister game. Several people were awarded medals as winners of the Sexy Olympic Games. Bruce Jenner was not present. I snacked on some Greek food and caught up with friends before DM'ing for an hour. And there was delicious chocolate Costco cake. More on that later. I have never actually been at a kinky party ON my birthday before so this was a new experience. I had also never had this many people involved in a spanking though I've been co-topped on a few occasions. A while after midnight some helpful volunteers were rounded up as I bent over the ottoman in the living room. I considered being 129 but seeing all the implements they brought with them, I opted to stick with the 29. 

I honestly lost track of how many people were behind me aided with an implement and a smile. There were at least 10 because I decided on two swats from each person. S started it off with two. Then the next person gave two with a quirt. Then there were two with a paddle. Then two with what looked like a boat oar. Two with a pair of round wooden sticks. Two with a pair of acrylic ruler looking things. A few pairs of hands. Some people were nicer than others. :-P I kept the count out loud throughout. It got up to 26 and we'd run through the line of people. S provided the final three. There was no singing of happy birthday but how coordinated can you expect a top to be? Singing and hitting at the same time? Come on. So that was the end of my first group birthday spanking. Sort of. On the way out, I realized D had been occupied elsewhere during the festivities and had mentioned earlier about bringing a full size cricket bat just for me. People are just so thoughtful in this community. Ha! She provided one final swat with the cricket bat which I believe counts for the one to grow on. I was much redder than these pictures depict.

That was the end of the party for me. But Sunday brought brunch and a birthday spanking just from S. Later that evening I had a family party which involved a nearly identical Costco cake to the one NLA had. It is now taking up half of my fridge and I Googled earlier how to properly freeze cake. There is no way it'll be gone in the next few days before I go out of town. At work today, guess what someone brought in? Another Costco cake. Lol. I have cake coming out of my ears. I left that one at the office and I'm sure there will be no complaints from the night staff. I received many happy birthday wishes from friends and family between Facebook, texts, a few phone calls, and even a real card from my Jersey mom K. <3 Thank you to everyone who remembered and helped make my birthday special. And if you didn't, you are now dead to me. Kidding! Or am I? :-P

Leather & Lace

A few weeks ago, NLA-U had their annual formal members only party. The members parties are always a lot of fun and they really go all out. This was also my last party as a board member of NLA-U as the year term was coming to a close. Anyone who has been involved in running a group, helping out, and volunteering knows the immense amount of work it takes. I've always appreciated the people who give their time, effort, money, and even open their homes so the rest of us can have a group and somewhere to host it. Even more so now that I've been behind the scenes to see how much it takes to keep things going.

 

The theme for this party was Leather & Lace. These are some pictures of the end result of a lot of decorating.

Everything looked fabulous. There was a very nice spread for food, even if we didn't get to have the fun of coming up with punny 80's references this time. ;-) I was in charge of dessert and had an idea for a cake and getting leather and lace related images screenprinted onto it. I got quite a look from the person at the bakery explaining what I wanted and giving her images of leather boots and a corset. Lol. But I think it turned out nicely and tasted great too!

There was a space set up at the beginning of the party where people could get their picture taken while they were all dressed up. I was able to get a rare pic of me and S. I got a new dress for this party that has a black lace back and a burgundy front. This is me here. I'm packing this dress with me for my SCONY trip tomorrow to get another use out of it. This can work for a Kentucky Derby theme, right? Err... I don't do hats.

So that was the look of things. But what about spankings? That's what we're all here for, right? :-) S and I went downstairs to find an open space. I laid on a massage table with my dress raised as he surveyed his toy bag. He almost needs multiple toy bags for each party now. Too much stuff. He really should get rid of some of them, like anything wood or that awful rubber thing. :-P Nobody wants that. 

He spanked me with his hand for a warm up and moved on to some of the other things in his bag. He rotated through a few different straps and canes that had me squirming on the table. Everything was stingy. Me- "It's stingy!" moving from side to side. Him- "But you like stingy" continuing the spanking. Me- "Well... sometimes... but it's stingy!" We may have had this conversation before. Bottoms are just so difficult, aren't we?

 

 After my bottom was reddened, well warmed, and stinging, we were at our stopping point. I got a little cuddling time and then took a few pics. The lighting wasn't great for showing the red but you can see a few of the vertical cane marks there. It is probably no surprise to anyone reading this that any night ending with me getting spanked is a pretty good night for me. :-) I'd call this one a success!

It's Like Totally 80's!

A few weekends ago, NLA-U hosted an 80's themed play party. Being a board member I was involved in the party planning. One of the most fun parts was coming up with ideas for punny 80's references. S was very good at this as well. It would have had to be a 200 person buffet line to fit them all in and I was certainly not going to cook, but I thought these deserved an honorable mention.

Fleetwood Mac'n'cheese
Mozzarella Styx
CHiPs and salsa
Star Wars Episode V: The Empire Likes Baby Back Ribs
Bon Jovi hoagies
Hall and Oatmeal cookies
Sweet Dreams are Made of Swiss (cheese and cracker platter)
Tootsie (pops)
Indiana Jones and the Temple of Legumes
Caddysnacks
Truffle shuffle truffles
Purple Rain-bow pops

Drinks: Growing Pains-a colada

Like a Virgin daiquiri
Girls Just Want To Have Rum
Welcome To The Jungle Juice
Beverly Hills Pop
Beetle-juice

Veggie options: Saved By The Bell peppers
Carrot Styx
Total Eclipse of the Artichoke Heart
New Kids on the Broc-coli
Cauliflowers in the Attic

Thought up for SY, who loves Rush:
Tom Slawyer (cole slaw)
Fly By Night brownie bites
Neil Peart dessert

You can see how thinking these up can be fun. Come up with your own 80's food item and share in the comments!

These made the cut and were served at the party:

Lil Smokies and the Bandit II
As You Wish sandwiches
Space (meat) balls
Adam Ants on a log
Totally Tubular pasta salad
Pretty in Pink cookies
Brown rice and cocaine (no cocaine was served)
TaB and throwback sodas
In Your Deviled Eyes (deviled eggs)
99 red velvet cake balls
She's My Cherry Pie
Tango and Cash-ews

I'm getting hungry just writing this. Lol. Awesome food names aside, there were plenty of 80's outfits around from Madonna-esque stacks of bangles and leather jackets to neon colored tops and leggings. And big hair of course. I don't own any 80's clothes and had this same problem when SCONY had the same theme a while back. I did save my snap bracelet from that party to wear again and clipped some pink extensions into my hair. For anyone who still doesn't know who I am, I was checking your ID's at the door for the first two hours of the night. *waves* Fortunately there was some time left for spankings.

You didn't think this post was going to be all about food, did you? :-D T and I went downstairs to play. He had recently acquired a new implement that looked like a long thinner leather strap on a wooden handle. Apparently it is called a rebenque. I love belts and straps so was happy to try it out. It was fairly whippy, had some sting to it which I like. He also spanked me with a wooden spoon-like thing (which I consider more of a paddle), a cane, and his hand. I was very squirmy throughout the spanking and left with a well warmed bottom. It was remarked that you could probably fry an egg on it. We didn't try though so I can't comment on the practicality of that.

I was DM for an hour and then at the very end of the night found a space to play with S. I laid down on a massage table thinking he would be somewhat nice to my already sore bottom, but he wasn't. >:(  It's like he thinks I enjoyed being pushed or something. He started spanking me with his hand to warm me up and had his case of toys nearby. He cycled through some straps, canes, a leather paddle, and I'm not certain what else. He owns a lot of things. Your collection grows when you start seeing a spanko. I somehow managed to not wriggle off the table and fall to the floor. He kept one arm across my back to keep me in place. Details blurred a bit but I was well attended to and left happy. I'd say it was a successful party!

Halloween 2013!

This is my belated Halloween party recap. Then I will get to my belated SCONY weekend recap! This past month has been busy, busy, busy and there have been parties left and right. Last weekend was the annual Halloween party/fundraiser for the Wasatch Academy for the Refinement of Ladies and Gentleman of Leather and co-hosted by NLA-U. I wish I'd taken some pics before all the people arrived because the house looked fabulous. The decorations were great as was the food, as always.

I helped at the door for check-ins for the first part of the party until S and I went downstairs to find some room to play before it got really packed. I kneeled on the spanking bench and he moved my skirt out of the way. (Met the 10 second rule.) He'd left his toy bag upstairs so his hand got a good workout. He gave me a long warmup before spanking me much harder with his hand. It was stingy and had me squirming already. His hand has really gotten harder since we first met. Guess that's what happens when you're regularly seeing a spanko, huh? I've created a monster! 

After a while I think his hand got tired and I heard him unbuckle his belt. Ah, that sound... I glanced back at him as he pulled it through the loops and removed it. It struck my bottom several times as he built up the intensity. I was struggling to keep my hands down on the other side of the bench as I twisted from side to side. It was really stinging and I wasn't so quiet at that point. He gave me a few more strokes and then stopped and rubbed my bottom. I got up and gave him a hug and then returned upstairs.

There were a lot of people who had arrived already and many interesting costumes. I actually went as my friend L because I thought that would be funny but not everyone was getting it. And I was accused of not showing enough cleavage. Oh well, you can't please everyone. I spent quite a bit of time outside throughout the night to take a break from the crowd. J had a fire built and started it for me so I could roast my Peeps. Thank you, J! Because that's a completely normal thing to do at a play party, right? I'm happy when people humor me (some may say enable) and that really made my night and kept me preoccupied.

A few folks tried a roasted Peep for the first time and they ALL agreed it was pretty good. Why don't people believe me to begin with? Some refused to try but I won't give up on educating the world about the deliciousness that is the Peep. There was a TSA agent roaming about the party who frisked me and gave me a spanking. We caught up with each other at the end of the night before he was leaving and had a sort of reverse intensity scene. I bent over a nearby ottoman and he spanked me with a wooden paddle he had. That elicited a quick verbal response from me and after some more swats with that he switched to using his hand. That was not much lighter than the wood but I don't think I pointed that out at the moment. My bottom was reddened up so mission accomplished. This pic was taken after. That was the end of my adventures for the night. Thanks to all who made it a great party!

Sunday Caning

image from Cane-iac

*Note- If you are wary of canes and/or heavy marking, you may want to skip this post. R, you've been warned.*

Canes are one of those things that used to terrify me. (Okay, sometimes they still do.) When I ventured out into the spanking world I said no #%*! way! It was a hard limit. This is where some annoyingly wise kinkster pops in and says that you'll end up doing whatever you said you'd never do. Yeah, yeah. Pipe down. This is my story!

Back to canes. A friend I trusted eventually got me to try it. And I loved it. Sometimes I love/hate it. Whatever. You get the idea. There are a LOT of canes out there that create different sensations. Most who have read here before know that I'm Team Sting all the way. No, not that Sting! I have a strong preference to sting over thud. I can handle a lot more stingy pain than I can that deep tissue thuddy awfulness. That's just me. YYMV, as they say.

Besides the lasting sting, for me there is a big mindfuck factor to caning. There's a structured feel to it. I feel the anticipation (sometimes verging on anxiety, but in a good way) beforehand. Feeling it tap against me before the hard stroke comes. Hearing the swish of the cane in the air. I'm not often in a position to easily see the person caning me so I rely on the sounds and sensations of it all.

There are times when I crave a good caning. And recently I got one. A is very skilled at caning, amongst other things, and this was the first time I'd been caned by him. He has about a million and a half canes I think. Rattan, delrin, it was all there. I was a bit wide-eyed surveying the collection. I expressed that I like sting over thud and about half of them were put away, still leaving many options. Once those were all picked out, I got undressed and lay on the bed. (Is it "lay" or "laid"? Fuck, I can never remember that.) I was a bit nervous but it faded as we talked about what my experiences with caning have been like.

He was a pro at giving a good warm-up. I don't think I would've been able to take nearly as much without that. It started slower as I got a feel for a few of the canes and the different sensations of each one. You can see from the picture that I received full coverage and it was kept pretty even. For much of it he was using more than one cane at a time and would get the same spot several times before switching to the other side. It was a steady pace that allowed me to handle the harder strokes when it worked up to that. He swapped to different canes a few times and I tried to give feedback on how they felt compared to the others, but I'm not always good at verbalizing that. After a few "I don't know's" he said he'd run through them again so I could compare. He struck me with 5 or 6 different canes in quick succession and asked again which one I liked best. When I had stopped squirming I looked back at him with a glare and he continued with an evil smile on his face. I vetoed the last one as too stingy even for me and tried to give clearer answers.

The intensity increased as he continued and there was much more squirming and moaning on my part. Probably an "oh fuck" or two in there as well. We were still talking throughout and he seemed to be judging my reactions well. At one point he paused and asked, "How did you say you feel about blood?" That freaked me out a little. "Am I really bleeding?" I looked back at my bottom and couldn't really tell amidst all the color and welts. I don't have a specific weak spot prone to breaking like some people do, so I was surprised. We had been at it for quite a while though. He had it covered and fixed me up with his first aid kit. Before the bandaid was put on I asked if he could take a few pics so I had proof of my battle scars. I asked if people often bled when he caned them. He said no that it doesn't usually get that far and I was able to take a lot. Yay, I'm a tough ass! Haha. Well, I can pretend for at least a little while. That is certainly not a challenge to anybody! And so ends the story of my Sunday caning.

  Love/hate, like I said.

Unhooked

It was finally the time of the night I'd been eagerly awaiting.

The snaps at the front of my dress were each pulled apart one by one until it was removed.

His hand was at my back, guiding me to bend over the edge of the bed.

Then his hand lightly rubbed my bottom before delivering a hard smack.

I jumped a little upon impact as I got acclimated to the hardness of his hands.

The swats came down hard and fast as I squirmed from side to side.

I got on all fours on the bed as he rubbed up against me.

His hand was now at my back, unhooking my bra and tossing it aside.

He kept spanking me with one hand while the other grasped at my breasts and twisted my nipples.

He leaned forward and asked me how I was doing.

"Gooood," I mumbled with a smile.

He pulled down my panties and stood behind me with his flogger in hand.

It hit me with a thud that pushed my body forward into the bed.

Over and over and over.

The rhythm became comforting as I zoned out a bit.

Left to right, left to right, the falls struck every inch of my bottom.

I could feel I was reddening up and tried to stay in place.

He returned to my side and soothed my sore bottom.

His hands cupped my breasts and he asked again how I was doing.

"Very good," I said as I turned my head to kiss him and reciprocate my pleasure.

Spankings For 28

Not my cake, but pretty cool huh?

I turned 28 yesterday. Being 28 with no spouse or children I am surprised that the state of Utah doesn't kick me out for messing up their stats. Ha. I'll probably have more of a midlife crisis 2 years from now so stay tuned. After a long and awful work week, I was more than ready for the weekend to have some fun. And what spanko doesn't enjoy birthdays?

Early Saturday I spent some time with SP. He enjoys fire and electric play which are things I have minimal experience with. I've had a violet wand used on me once and didn't care for the sensation. I've tried fire once and was neutral about it. I opted to try it again. I laid on his massage table as he lit up his fire glove. Each time he ran it down my back I heard the swooshing sound of the fire in my ear which was kind of scary. I guess that's just how I react to things swishing near me. Gee, I wonder why?

The sensation is interesting. It felt hot, obviously, but not unbearably so. He ran it across my back a few times and then my legs. I realized later I should've asked him to go all around on both legs and I wouldn't have needed to shave. Lol. One part of me wasn't feeling hot yet so next came the spanking. I always wonder if a top's hand will be in shape if they haven't been spanking anyone regularly. Because I'm so tough and everything. Ha! As is usually the case, it was not an issue. He is hard handed and easily up to the task. I counted out loud the 28 swats delivered by hand that had me squirming and we ended with a hug.

After Spanking #2 and the cane

I still had a long day ahead of me. S and I had a date that night and I found myself down to my panties and on the bed shortly after he arrived. I wasn't told to count so this wasn't even THE birthday spanking yet, but I wasn't complaining. Okay, maybe I did a little bit. I wasn't all that serious though. There were so many spankings in one day I can't remember the order of the implements. For the first one he used his hand quite a bit and then the leather paddle. I was feeling very squirmy and sore just from that.

I got a break since we still needed to go to dinner. The downpour of rain that had started earlier stopped just long enough for us to get there, have dinner, and make it back. We watched some TV and got in some cuddling time while digesting. Soon I was pulled away for a second spanking. They got increasingly meaner throughout the night and he just wasn't listening to me about how birthday spankings are just supposed to be light and fun. Bottoms, are you with me here? Isn't that the rule?

After Spanking #3

More implements were used in the second spanking. He started in with the wooden paddles. One has a larger surface area as it's guitar shaped, but thinner and stingier. The other is double sided and very dense. So thuddy I don't remember why the hell I bought it. I think I was tricked by how pretty the wood was. Damn you, Kitty! ;-) Those already had me nearly jumping off the bed and reddening quickly. He wrapped his arm around my waist to keep me in place a few different times. The leather paddle was mixed in there too. Then the cane came out. It stung like mad and I tried to stay still because I don't want a stroke to be too far off to the side because I moved. It's hard to stay still though! He switched off standing on either side of me to keep it even. From how hard it felt I am surprised the marks didn't show up more defined than these pics. I made it through and got some nice cuddles and kisses afterwards.

If you didn't hear me say I counted through that one you aren't missing something. That wasn't THE birthday spanking either. Sigh. My poor bottom! A while later it was finally time for THE birthday spanking.

After Spanking #3

And it was mean too because S is the meanest. He selected a bath brush. A $%#* bath brush! He said I must not dislike it that much because I've never thrown it away. Uh... that speaks more to the pack rat in me, plus it was a gift. That doesn't mean I like it. What crazy logic. He told me to count as he continued on with the spanking. He did not make it light on top of my already sore bottom. I counted out 28 hard smacks amidst my squeals and Oowws. He said happy birthday when he was finished and I wasn't sure whether I should hit him in the face or kiss him. I opted for the kiss since I was still in a vulnerable position.

 I went to bed well spanked and cared for and still have many marks left over today as a memory. Thank you to all who helped make my birthday and my weekend great and those who sent birthday wishes! In case you've been living under a rock and haven't heard, Justin Timberlake was reuniting with 'N Sync tonight for a performance at MTV's Video Music Awards show. Clearly he was doing this for my birthday. Thanks, JT! Now I need to go catch up on my DVR. :-)

Sexy Olympic Games

Last weekend was the NLA-U members party and the theme was the Sexy Olympic Games. That meant many chances for people to compete and get messy. You can probably guess that the combination of the outdoors, getting dirty, and wearing minimal to no clothing meant I did not compete. You guessed right. Lol. But it was entertaining watching a lot of people get involved and have fun with all the activities. And there were many activities to choose from.

Things kicked off with a triathlon type race involving a hand cuff crawl, wheelbarrow race, and three legged race with the legs wrapped up in Saran wrap. Then there was the dunk tank shotput. Some adventurous person seemed to be the volunteer for the night getting repeatedly dunked as many came up to throw. There were many with pretty good aim which did not surprise me.

Another event was the Messy Twister. There was a big inflatable Twister board adding to the difficulty of the game. The messy part came in with all the colored dots being covered in frosting. And so it became bouncy, messy, slippery Twister. Luckily for my insurance carrier, I did not compete in this one either. There were many other coordinated and flexible folks who looked to be having fun with it though.

SP and I slipped away for our scene while the majority of people were preoccupied outside. Or so we thought. I headed downstairs to the room that has the spanking bench and it was already in use. He didn't seem to feel like waiting so bent me over the sink right there in the downstairs kitchen area. He flipped my dress up out of the way and spanked me with his hand. He has a very hard hand. This was my first scene with him and I figured that would be the case. I was squirming from the sting and could feel my bottom reddening up already. He warned me that the last few would be the hardest and I braced myself through the final few swats. We ended with a hug and rejoined everyone outside.

The final event was Jello wrestling. There were some tough competitors in this one and a few drawn out matches. I had a good position to watch from up on the deck. Others who were judging were not as lucky and got a lot of the Jello stuff flung on them by proximity. There was a pool full of water next to the Jello pool that people were sliding into to rinse off in after they were done. It went several rounds to come to the finalists wrestling each other.

I missed the latter part of it as T and I went inside to play. We headed downstairs and the spanking bench was available. We'd talked at a previous party about my 10 second rule meaning that my clothes need to be able to come off in 10 seconds or less to allow for all spanking opportunities. (Because that comes up all the time, right?) He was well within the rule flipping my dress up in one second flat as I laid across the bench. This was our second time playing and fortunately much more air conditioned than the previous occasion. He spanked me mostly with his hand and he's another hard handed guy. My bottom was stinging from that before he even got out some sort of wooden stick. I held up through it and so did the implement.

SyrBigDog's Olympic cake!

I was back outside in time for the closing ceremonies. Medals for bronze, silver, and gold were given out along with prizes. I wish I'd taken a picture because the medals B made were awesome. The medals hung from a saran wrap necklace filled with condoms, little packets of lube, and a penis whistle. Greek food was served for the night and SyrBigDog made this awesome BDSM olympics cake. My camera sucks and doesn't have a flash but you can see it there. It was delicious, as is everything she's ever made. S has been out of town so missed this party. I missed him and thought I may not play at all without him there, but I ended up getting spanked twice and was a happy girl. I hope everyone had a blast at the party. I sure did.

Knife Play

"You've been a very bad girl," he said into my ear. "Lay on your stomach." 

I rolled over and looked back at him wondering what he was going to do next. He surveyed my body and ran his hand down my back, resting it on my ass.

 

I flinched when his hand came down hard across my bottom. Several more swats followed.

 

"You've been very naughty lately, haven't you?" he asked as he continued spanking.

 

"Yes, sir. I have been," I said quietly.

 

He reached forward and grasped my hair with his free hand, pulling my head back while more swats landed.

"These need to get out of the way," he said while running his fingers beneath the waistband of my panties.

I heard the distinct click of his pocket knife opening. I stayed still as I felt the cold metal of the blade run down my back, then my bottom and thighs.

He rested it on my panties before slicing through one side of them, then the other. It was silent except for the sound of tearing lace.

Once they were all cut up he tossed them to the floor. The blade ran over my body again causing a shiver.

"You need to be spanked more," he whispered in my ear.

I didn't disagree.

 

He strapped me then caned me until I was nicely colored up and whimpering.

He rubbed my bottom and his fingers explored between my legs to locate my excitement.

He whispered into my ear how I could show him I'd be a good girl.

I quickly complied. I am a good girl sometimes.