To the World Spanking Party

So: the World Spanking Party, in Spain last weekend…

Three wonderful days. Marvellous memories. Sure, introverted me was pretty apprehensive at times, as I’d foreseen. But it proved to be such a lovely environment…

Meeting and spending time with some very wonderful new folks; being part of such an incredibly good group within the wider gathering.

Administering hard canings to two of my dearest friends – the first on Saturday, the second on Sunday. Enjoying pushing them. Making the strokes count. Feeling incredibly trusted.

Buying ‎a beach tennis set. A pair of bright yellow paddles, with smiley faces. Playing a long rally, with another top and I whacking Emma Jane from one end of the ‘court’ to another.

Emma Jane and I playing, almost on arrival on Saturday evening, with an incredibly delightful couple. Devising a little game – whereby each girl, bent OTK, was given a glass of Cava; told there would be consequences if any drops were spilt; told they each would be spanked until they had finished their glass; finding, delightfully, that they could both take a very long time to sip their fizz.

And then – you’ll be proud of me, dear readers – plucking up the courage later to ask that new friend ‎to play 1:1. Loving her reactions over my knees; relishing finding much in common as we chatted later; giggling as we eventually decided we should go and find our respective partners – only to find them playing blissfully with each other.

Caning Emma Jane on Sunday. Hard. Then very hard. And then striping the fronts of her thighs, too. Deeply connecting. Very lovely.

Watching her thrashed, subsequently, in the funniest – of scenes.

Picking up a new toy or, erm, five – mainly from the very excellent selection of leather items made by Ouch.UK!

The venue: a marvellous villa, perfect for the occasion, with its open door policy helping to ensure safety, openness and trust, and to avoid the cliques and fragmentation that come when folks can disappear to closed bedrooms or suites.

And, of course, the wonderful organising team, who clearly worked so hard to let the rest of us relax – with Ian (the London Tanner) at the helm. To them, my most sincere thanks. I can offer no higher praise than to say that Ian’s parties are as good as his amazing implements.