However, I said I'd tell you a little about the recent Crimson Moon party. Having recently fortified myself with a sandwich, some Alka-Seltzer Plus, and a generous helping of Bailey's Irish Cream (Brandy? We don't need no stinkin' brandy!) , I'll fill you in on the omens, the thing I almost never do, the games, the hits, the misses, the twins, the almost kiss--everything!
I got to the airport in plenty of time on Friday and made my way toward my boarding gate. On the way I passed a display for Bose speakers on the concourse. What song was playing over the speakers as I went by? None other than Nickelback's RockStar, which, you may remember, was the song I parodied back in March in my "Musical Interlude" post. I took this to be a good omen, and mentally song a few of my lyrics to the tune as I walked by.
On the flight, we ran into some turbulence. This, I concluded, was a bad omen, and I quietly checked out my proximity to the exit aisles. We landed safely, of course--and as we all know, any landing you walk away from is a good landing, and therefore a good omen. The final score: Good - 2, Bad - 1.
The cab ride to the hotel was swift and uneventful. Walking into the hotel, I immediately saw some familiar faces, including a good pal of mine with his arm in a sling! Some people don't let anything get in the way of their spanking fun (and I have no doubt he managed to get some swats in even if he wasn't able to use his normal spanking hand). I exchanged some greetings, and then went upstairs to my room. I unpacked and freshened up a bit, and then went downstairs for the start of the party.One of the hotel's conference rooms had been rented for our use. We can keep ourselves somewhat private that way, and not worry about disturbing the other vanilla guests of the hotel. It's good to have a place to hang out--that way we aren't talking about spanking while sitting around the lobby! I said "hello" to several people, including the twins, Cigi and Cheryl. Yes, they really are twins and yes, they're both spankos. (They both blog, as well, and you can find the links on the right side of the page--Cigi's World is, of course, written by Cigi, and Cheryl writes Positively Spanking.) I also ran into the Purple Angel. Her blog is Spankful Delight, and you can now find a link to her, as well. I had first met her back at the October party. We had both expressed an interest in playing, but we never managed to get together. That happens a lot at these parties, sadly. We said hello, and hoped that we would manage to play this time.
I sat at a table with some people I know, and we passed the time in conversation. Yes, people really do talk at these parties. It's not all smacks and smiles. A few people drifted away from the table to play. Eventually it would up being just one lady and myself, and we decided to go to my room for some spanking fun. I'd only played with her once before, but she'd been to many parties, and we both knew some of the same people. I sat on the bed, she positioned herself over my knee, and the spanking commenced.
Earlier while unpacking, I had put the few implements I brought with my on a table by the bed. There was a leather paddle, a ruler strap that I'd gotten from the London Tanner, and a hairbrush (actually more of a clothesbrush). I always bring a few toys with me, and I almost never use them. I prefer to spank just by hand, and usually that is sufficient. This time, while being spanked, she noticed the toys, picked up the leather paddle and said, "This looks interesting."
If you'll all get out your Spankee's Handbook and turn to page 21, you'll see that picking up an implement and saying, "This looks interesting" actually means, "Spank me with this!" So, even though I almost never do it--I used the leather paddle on her.
Followed by the ruler strap.
When I reached for the brush, she apparently changed her mind about any of the toys looking "interesting". I complied with her wishes, but I did flip the brush over and just gently rub her bottom with the bristles. Being a clothesbrush, the bristles are actually quite soft. She said, "That feels good", and after another moment or two, she said that it felt "really good". The spanking concluded shortly after that, and we both went back downstairs to the party room.
More conversation, more people watching. I ran into a new lady, and we talked for a little bit. It seemed like most of the crowd was gathered around one of the tables, so I suggested we grab some chairs and join them for an interesting conversation regarding spanking videos. I noticed another new couple sitting there--he rather tall, she a lovely lady in a black dress. At some point during the conversation, they got up and left the room, and I never saw them again that weekend. I'm not sure what happened to them. They didn't look like they were "scared off". Perhaps they simply had someplace else they needed to be, or had simply wanted to drop in and observe what a party was all about. Possibly they simply decided that a spanking party wasn't their cup of tea. I do hope they come back in the future. I never even got a chance to say, "hello". Sometimes that happens.
By this time, one of my all-time favorite ladies to play with had shown up. I actually have two such ladies in the Crimson Moon group. One was not going to attend the party, but planned to drop by and visit with a few people the next day--and the other, of course, was now here. We greeted each other, sat and talked with the group for a while, and then she expressed an interest in playing and naturally, I said, "yes". I always say "yes" to her. Anytime she wants to play, I'm available. It's that simple.
We started to leave, and I was stopped by another lady who said she hoped we could play sometime during the weekend. This lady and I have been trying to play for about a year, I think, and we somehow never manage to connect. I told her I hoped we could manage it, too, and then left with the Favorite Lady.
We went back upstairs to my room. We hadn't seen each other since the October party, so we sat and talked and got caught up. Eventually we got around to playing. It was going to be her first spanking of the weekend, so she wanted a good warm-up spanking, for sure, and then maybe a little harder spanking to finish. And that's what we did.
By the time we got back downstairs, it was pushing midnight, and there were maybe 5 people left in the conference room. We talked a bit longer, and eventually all decided to call it a night. I walked Favorite Lady #1 to her room, said goodnight, and then went back to my room and tried to get some rest for the next day of the party....which I'll write about tomorrow.....