The secret is out. I went to Crimson Moon in Chicago! It was the largest CM they have had yet, so large in fact that they had to turn people away. Next time, many people suggested, we should just rent out the entire hotel and not have to worry about the "s word" being proclaimed at the breakfast tables.
Anyway, I was in a very uncomfortable mood days before the party. I guess there is nothing like pressure and the suggestion of partial nudity to make me freak and become sure I am ugly. As I blogged earlier in the week, I was afraid that no one would be interested in spanking me. Well...that wasn't the case. :)
We left on Thursday and I drove. College Guy didn't mind letting me, and focusing on the road helped me keep my mind off the huge uncertainties in the looming future. The last 5 minutes or so of our drive however, I was having trouble following my GPS and I kept freaking out at tiny things, like stopping at stop signs and getting into the correct lane. We were almost there!!
We went to the Newbie Orientation, and as I sat at a table full of mostly girls, I realized that I was in the right place. The girls were shy, quiet, but quick to laugh. And as one of them was pulled up front for a quick demonstration involving a wooden paddle, everyone began to loosen up.
The guy running the orientation made some disparaging comments about a specific sports team, and then he asked if there were any new people who were fans of that particular sports team. It was one of those moments where anyone in their right mind would not have raised their hand. But what the heck, I was giddy already from being around so many spankos, and I was sure other girls at the table would lead the way or at least, follow my lead. So, up my hand went. I waited a beat, and about two guys from another table also raised their hands. I put my hand down quickly. College Guy smirked at me, "You don't even know who that sports team is...name some players. " I pouted back, "I know but I thought it was a joke. I thought other people would join me. " I blushed and hoped the guy running the orientation wouldn't remember my boldness later. And I also hoped he would.
The first day was hard, as we knew basically no one there. We had both talked to a couple of people on fetlife, but that isn't the same as actually knowing someone beforehand. So the first couple of hours, College Guy and I mainly tried to be friendly and watch and learn. Not long after the orientation, people were leading others back into the party room's spanking booths, and loud sounds of slapping began to fill the room.
I felt like my shell broke a little bit at the school girl ice breaker. A bunch of other girls and I sat on benches and generally goofed off. We were in front of the rest of the party goers, so I found it easy to focus on being a child. I giggled and chewed gum and popped the bubbles that some naughty girl had blown. I almost didn't need the spanking aspect to enjoy this sort of roleplay.
But girls were getting pulled up to the front of the room to get spanked by people dressed as nuns, teachers, rabbi's, etc. And I knew it would probably be my turn soon.
The gum was what did it. The guy who had been running the orientation pulled me up to the front and put my hands on the table. He scolded me for the gum chewing and slapped my bottom hard. I couldn't stop giggling. "I don't have the gum anymore. I swallowed it!" I defended. But then a couple of spanks later, I confessed, "Actually I'm still chewing it." He didn't spend long with the hand swats and was soon pummeling me with a round paddle. It hurt!!! I wiggled a lot and was for a quick instant was afraid I was going to actually try to get away and somehow roll off the table in front of everyone. But then it was over.
One of my school girl friends gave me a whoopee cushion, and since I'd been spanked, I was now in the mood to use it. So I placed it on the seat of the next girl in front of me who was coming back to sit down after being spanked. And it was non other than LilyStarr! I know I'm bragging, sort of, because I got to meet her and even prank her, but the truth is, I actually felt true guilt later, especially since LilyStarr has been one of my spanking favorites to watch. So minutes later, I leaned over and tried to apologize. She gave me a look and then hopped out of her seat, told the prefect on me, and sat back down, snubbing her nose in the process. Ohh my!!! I had no idea that was about to happen. I was handed over to the prefect for another spanking. Then later, I got in trouble for shooting a nurf gun, and the teacher who had placed me in the corner saw I was chewing gum again and delivered me to the Nun. The Nun made me spit the gum in her hand. I was mortified and intrigued. Then she stuck the gum on my nose and spanked me, warning, "If that gum falls of your nose, you are in trouble. " Her manner and role-playing were so perfect. I think hers was definitely my favorite spanking of the scene.
Afterwards College Guy and I lingered and helped put the chairs in the room back together and tried to small talk with more people since we still hardly knew anyone. Then we headed up to the 6th floor and found a suite party that someone sitting next to College Guy had suggested we join.
At first, we just sat and talked, and I watched a girl get strapped hard on the bed closest to us. Then College Guy pulled me onto the far bed and spanked me over his knee. I apologized to the girl getting strapped on the other bed and said "If I kick you, it's not my fault, it's his fault for spanking me." I felt embarrassed with this first public spanking from College Guy, and I felt oddly bratty, so I complained the whole time that it hurt, kept asking him to not go to hard and basically squealed like a little girl. It didn't last for long, but it was a good intro spanking.
Later, the guy that had been strapping the other girl asked if I wanted to try a strap out. They were all London Tanners, so of course I did want to. He showed College Guy how to swing one, and College Guy strapped me some, and then the guy took over and started using a couple more. After each thwack, or however you type a strap sound, I would suck in my breath and just feel the sting. It was very addictive, but at the same time, overwhelming.
I got a glass of wine with a girl I had just met, and we stood around and gabbed about our favorite implements and spanking life in general. It was good girl talk, even though College Guy and another guy were listening in and giving us their two cents. We ended the night sometime around 1:30 a.m., and College Guy and I climbed into our giant king bed. "Happy Vacation!" College Guy and I murmured sleepily to one another before drifting off. I woke up every two hours or so, I was that excited, my brain neurotically recalling faces and names and conversations, trying to remember everything for the days ahead.
Anyway, I was in a very uncomfortable mood days before the party. I guess there is nothing like pressure and the suggestion of partial nudity to make me freak and become sure I am ugly. As I blogged earlier in the week, I was afraid that no one would be interested in spanking me. Well...that wasn't the case. :)
We left on Thursday and I drove. College Guy didn't mind letting me, and focusing on the road helped me keep my mind off the huge uncertainties in the looming future. The last 5 minutes or so of our drive however, I was having trouble following my GPS and I kept freaking out at tiny things, like stopping at stop signs and getting into the correct lane. We were almost there!!
We went to the Newbie Orientation, and as I sat at a table full of mostly girls, I realized that I was in the right place. The girls were shy, quiet, but quick to laugh. And as one of them was pulled up front for a quick demonstration involving a wooden paddle, everyone began to loosen up.
The guy running the orientation made some disparaging comments about a specific sports team, and then he asked if there were any new people who were fans of that particular sports team. It was one of those moments where anyone in their right mind would not have raised their hand. But what the heck, I was giddy already from being around so many spankos, and I was sure other girls at the table would lead the way or at least, follow my lead. So, up my hand went. I waited a beat, and about two guys from another table also raised their hands. I put my hand down quickly. College Guy smirked at me, "You don't even know who that sports team is...name some players. " I pouted back, "I know but I thought it was a joke. I thought other people would join me. " I blushed and hoped the guy running the orientation wouldn't remember my boldness later. And I also hoped he would.
The first day was hard, as we knew basically no one there. We had both talked to a couple of people on fetlife, but that isn't the same as actually knowing someone beforehand. So the first couple of hours, College Guy and I mainly tried to be friendly and watch and learn. Not long after the orientation, people were leading others back into the party room's spanking booths, and loud sounds of slapping began to fill the room.
I felt like my shell broke a little bit at the school girl ice breaker. A bunch of other girls and I sat on benches and generally goofed off. We were in front of the rest of the party goers, so I found it easy to focus on being a child. I giggled and chewed gum and popped the bubbles that some naughty girl had blown. I almost didn't need the spanking aspect to enjoy this sort of roleplay.
But girls were getting pulled up to the front of the room to get spanked by people dressed as nuns, teachers, rabbi's, etc. And I knew it would probably be my turn soon.
The gum was what did it. The guy who had been running the orientation pulled me up to the front and put my hands on the table. He scolded me for the gum chewing and slapped my bottom hard. I couldn't stop giggling. "I don't have the gum anymore. I swallowed it!" I defended. But then a couple of spanks later, I confessed, "Actually I'm still chewing it." He didn't spend long with the hand swats and was soon pummeling me with a round paddle. It hurt!!! I wiggled a lot and was for a quick instant was afraid I was going to actually try to get away and somehow roll off the table in front of everyone. But then it was over.
One of my school girl friends gave me a whoopee cushion, and since I'd been spanked, I was now in the mood to use it. So I placed it on the seat of the next girl in front of me who was coming back to sit down after being spanked. And it was non other than LilyStarr! I know I'm bragging, sort of, because I got to meet her and even prank her, but the truth is, I actually felt true guilt later, especially since LilyStarr has been one of my spanking favorites to watch. So minutes later, I leaned over and tried to apologize. She gave me a look and then hopped out of her seat, told the prefect on me, and sat back down, snubbing her nose in the process. Ohh my!!! I had no idea that was about to happen. I was handed over to the prefect for another spanking. Then later, I got in trouble for shooting a nurf gun, and the teacher who had placed me in the corner saw I was chewing gum again and delivered me to the Nun. The Nun made me spit the gum in her hand. I was mortified and intrigued. Then she stuck the gum on my nose and spanked me, warning, "If that gum falls of your nose, you are in trouble. " Her manner and role-playing were so perfect. I think hers was definitely my favorite spanking of the scene.
Afterwards College Guy and I lingered and helped put the chairs in the room back together and tried to small talk with more people since we still hardly knew anyone. Then we headed up to the 6th floor and found a suite party that someone sitting next to College Guy had suggested we join.
At first, we just sat and talked, and I watched a girl get strapped hard on the bed closest to us. Then College Guy pulled me onto the far bed and spanked me over his knee. I apologized to the girl getting strapped on the other bed and said "If I kick you, it's not my fault, it's his fault for spanking me." I felt embarrassed with this first public spanking from College Guy, and I felt oddly bratty, so I complained the whole time that it hurt, kept asking him to not go to hard and basically squealed like a little girl. It didn't last for long, but it was a good intro spanking.
Later, the guy that had been strapping the other girl asked if I wanted to try a strap out. They were all London Tanners, so of course I did want to. He showed College Guy how to swing one, and College Guy strapped me some, and then the guy took over and started using a couple more. After each thwack, or however you type a strap sound, I would suck in my breath and just feel the sting. It was very addictive, but at the same time, overwhelming.
I got a glass of wine with a girl I had just met, and we stood around and gabbed about our favorite implements and spanking life in general. It was good girl talk, even though College Guy and another guy were listening in and giving us their two cents. We ended the night sometime around 1:30 a.m., and College Guy and I climbed into our giant king bed. "Happy Vacation!" College Guy and I murmured sleepily to one another before drifting off. I woke up every two hours or so, I was that excited, my brain neurotically recalling faces and names and conversations, trying to remember everything for the days ahead.
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