I told you about my first spanking of 2012. The day before, I was lamenting my unspanked state and wondering how long I had to wait. By the end of that weekend, I’d been spanked so many times I lost count.
The occasion was Paul and Lucy’s housewarming party, a grand occasion full of kinky friends, familiar faces and new people. Not everyone worth knowing was there, but everyone there was worth knowing. It’s a rare scene event where I feel truly comfortable with all the people in the room.
Tom had originally hoped to accompany me, but when he was laid low with a cold I decided I couldn’t miss this one – I’d go on my own. I knew that people would be playing, and I was fairly sure I wanted to join in given the opportunity. But I’m not used to going out without a spanker if I want to play, not least because I’m quite picky about who I play with. I was interested in a couple of prospects, but I wasn’t sure if it was mutual, if they’d be available, and it’s always an effort negotiating this sort of thing without offending anyone you don’t want to play with.
It turns out I needn’t have worried.
Lucy and Paul throw truly epic parties. Quite aside from the pleasure of catching up with old friends and making several new ones, the night contained a number of memorable kinky experiences. Some of the moments that will stay with me:
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