Lara had been spanked before but had never been to a spanking party. I’m indebted to her for permission to post her description of the party.
This was my first party ever and I knew no one there except our host. I had read all of the sections on the website about what to expect. (Thanks to Sarah, especially for her comments on what to wear. At least for many females like me, that is probably the most critical concern.) Because of that I was only a little bit nervous. I shouldn’t have been; it was a great experience.
I had dental surgery early that morning and had not slept well for at least two nights prior to that. By all reasonable criteria I should have stayed at home. However, I’d missed the last party because I was out of town, had been planning on coming from the day the date was posted, had made the goodies I was bringing the night before, so there was no way I was going to miss it.
I was one of two “newbies” at the party. Even so, everyone else knew at least some of the others previously (I was surprised that people had come from as far away as Dallas!) and was gracious and welcoming. I was in the kitchen when Doc came in and said, “I want to show you something.” I expected a visual something, what I got was experiential. He took me into the living room, sat down, pulled me across his lap and gave me the opening spanking of the evening!
I guess my spanking broke the ice, after that there was a lot of spanking going on. Sarah had gone to the airport to pick up Satia; it took her a long time to get back. When she finally got there, she was dressed as a medical person. She came in by herself, told Doc that Satia had missed the flight; his face really fell. It was all I could do at that point to keep from laughing out loud because behind them, I could see Satia, dressed in a darling nurse’s uniform, sneaking up to the door.
Things had been lively before, after that they really got pretty busy. I mostly observed until I was offered the opportunity for a flogging with a deerskin flogger. It was incredible; the only thing I really can compare it to was a wonderful skin stimulating massage. I absolutely loved it and could have gone on all night.
I am already looking forward to the next party.
--Lara
I learned something from this.
The party rules say that people wearing observer name tags aren’t to be spanked. But I knew Lara, I’d spanked her hard a few weeks before, and I thought it would be fun to start the party off by spanking her. I didn’t ask her for permission, but she was OK with it.
But I didn’t anticipate the effect of my spanking an observer on others, and particularly other newcomers. Julie, who was also at her first spanking party, knew nothing of my pre-existing relationship with Lara, and was nonplussed to see me nonchalantly take Lara over my lap and spank her. Fortunately Julie e-mailed me afterward to let me know this had bothered her (thanks for letting me know, Julie).
I felt badly that I’d given Julie cause for concern. It’s also a bad example for the host to break one of the rules!
That was a mistake on my part. I won’t be spanking observers again.
So if you are wearing an "observer" tag and you want me to spank you, go on over and pick up one of the "bottom" or "switch" tags. Then you'll be fair game!
--Doc