This past weekend was magnificent for me. I am so proud of what this group has evolved into and could'nt be happier than when we are all together and sharing what it is that we do. I've found unbelievable friendships and even love that I had only hoped that one day i might have. I am very appreciative of SSS and all of you who I consider my dearest of friends.
Hugs...
Jeannie
When I joined this group, I had hoped for a spanking or two.....but never in MY wildest dreams did I ever imagine the wonderful bonds that would come along and help me through some really tough times over the past two years.
Not only am I proud of how the group has evolved.....but I am extremely proud of how WE have evolved as individuals through the group. More power to us! :o)
Hugs, Shari
That's what we called ourselves when we booked rooms in a local hotel. And applied we were. Those of us on the bottom of the ladder, so as to speak... had paddles, crops, etc. applied to our willing bottoms. We met for the first time and found a wonderful array of folks from world travelers to homemakers. Vocations to cover the wide span of the earth, and all willing, desiring, craving a chance to discuss and interact with this wonderful thing called "spanking". It was a new experience to most and a good one. All who attended were polite, considerate and very very careful to learn right. The experienced folk in the group helped out the inexperienced and fun was indeed had by all!!!
SSS, as we call ourselves... hopes to grow and grow and grow. Warm friendly southern hospitality. We subs felt comfortable and safe. What more could a sub ask for <than a good firm spanking!! LOL>
Pixie
Yes, I agree about our first party. It was fantastic! I am still smiling! It was an experience I will always remember since it was my first spanking party. I want to publicly thank you for bringing our group together. It is nice not having to travel to California or Chicago to a attend a great spanking party. all of the folks there were phenomenal! I cant wait for the next one!
Bottoms Up! Tom
"Thank you so much for your hospitality; we had a wonderful weekend. Let's do this again. SSS is exactly what I was hoping to find; friendly, spanking people who are intelligent and pleasant to be with".
"The party went well. I've been to larger parties; I've been to smaller gatherings; so apparently what they say about size indeed doesn't matter. It's the quality of the occasion rather than the quantity. So, I'm very glad we connected with the SSS group".
Not much to say beyond that is there?
Ron
I thought I'd try to come down from my high a little bit before I told you all just how special this weekend was for me. Many times throughout the past couple days each of your faces would come to my mind and I would think of something wonderful about you. I was very shy at first (although you probably couldn't tell) but you all made me feel so welcome and at ease that it did not take me long to get over it.
The weekend was almost magical for me and I find myself counting down the days to the next party. I was so happy to find that we had much more in common than spanking (even if that was the FUNNEST part). Before I went to the party I wondered what we could all possibly do over the weekend besides spank or get spanked. I was happy to find the pleasure of your company more than filled the space in between and I am happy to have met you all.
Take care of yourselves and know that I look forward to seeing you all again soon.
BIG HUG, Spankette
From the people I've met... I can guarantee you lots of new friends. I felt comfortable quickly around this group... they are so down to earth, witty, fun and welcoming! I laughed the whole weekend and you will too!
JG
For those that have yet to attend a spanking party, I heartily recommend you do so at your earliest opportunity.
My first party was in Atlanta, GA. Not knowing quite what to expect, I took a half-day off work to get there.
I paused to reflect on whether I could really go through with this....maybe I was about to walk in to a bunch of homicidal spank-nazis, who wished to lure me into some strange religious cult...maybe I should dash to the parking lot, and escape to the safety of my lair, a mere 6 hours away...such dire thoughts seemed to call for another shot of liquid courage, and thus fortified, I set out to explore this strange new world.
As I walked over to host room, I encountered a very attractive young couple enroute. Imagine my surprise when they turned up the same stairwell I needed. I'm sure I was blushing scarlet by the time they knocked on the same door I was seeking. Nethertheless, we exchanged smiles, as the door opened....
Beyond the door was a group of refreshingly sane-looking people...no obvious felons, demon-worshippers, or other threats were in evidence. Introductions were made, and greetings exchanged, and I was even presented with a name-tag. So far, so good, I'm thinking. There is wine present, which seems a good idea, so I sample the vintage, and find a nice, safe vantage point from which to soak in the scene...I'm painfully shy in person, especially in groups, so I was doing the wall-flower thing, and tried to not embarrass myself in casual conversation.
Eventually, I noticed a beautifully decorated cake, which on closer inspection revealed a young lady with glowing buttocks, and a cute inscription. Further inquiry revealed that the cake was a pseudo-surprise for a young lady who was receiving her very first spanking at that very moment. Incidentally, I realized that for the past few minutes, I had actually dared to use the "S" word in front of real people, and they used it too! What had always been my dark little secret was now freely shared with others, and seemed somehow less taboo...
At about this point, this tall, male-model looking guy escorted a lady I hadn't yet met over to a bed just off the main room, and gently guided her over his lap. My pulse raced...this was real! And I was going to actually see somebody get spanked...amazing! Things became a little surreal as he began spanking her, other people continued whatever they were doing...small talk, flirtation, etc. Trying very hard not to openly drool, or overtly stare at the incredible scene unfolding, I still managed to miss very little of this action...hehehe...the spanking itself seemed reasonably sound, but certainly not intimidating, or uncomfortable to watch...infact, it seemed like the most natural thing in the world. The rest of that evening is something of a blur...I was way to shy to attempt to play myself, but most of the others did...including the couple I had followed up the stairs...I did chat a bit with several charming ladies, and some of the guys, too...Spanking was a frequent topic of conversation, but not the sole topic...there were so many different people there, all of whom seemed intelligent, polite, well read, and generally pleasant company. Eventually, this first gathering broke up around midnight or so. I went back to my room, and ignored the TV as I smoked and sipped wine, reflecting on all the sights and sounds of the evening.
The next morning, there was a breakfast gathering at some painfully early hour...like 10:00 am local time on a Saturday...still, it was a special occasion, so I rousted myself and it was off in a car-caravan to a French bakery/deli kinda place for brunch, and more conversation...this was where I finally met the young lady who was the ice-breaking spankee the night before, and learned she had retired early the night before after driving like 12 hours straight to get to the party.
After breakfast, the group went in various directions...shopping, sleeping, likely some private play, etc...not wishing to intrude on anyone, I returned to my room, and watched a ballgame on the tube, wondering if maybe I could somehow find the courage to call one of the ladies...many cigarettes later, I finally advanced to the point of actually lifting the telephone all the way to my ear before hanging up again...
Finally, I was able to actually dial a number, and it was answered by the very enchanting creature I had hoped to reach! I said something brilliant and witty..... Fortunately for me, the person I called was most understanding, and even invited me to visit!!!!
I tucked my one little spanking toy carefully under my jacket, and went over to her room shortly thereafter. She was charming, but busy at the moment, ironing her attire for the coming evening. I shyly perched on her couch and chain-smoked as she worked, talking, and gradually becoming more comfortable. Eventually, of course, the talk turned to my second favorite indoor sport.
Back to my room for some wine, then an afternoon social before dinner with the group...several other people arrived in time for dinner, and once again we were off through the big city traffic to a ritzy restaurant somewhere in Hotlanta...Dinner had 20+ folks at the table, with a few more guys than gals...there was sparkling conversation, laughter, spank-flirtation, and general merriment in the air. While smoking in the bar, I met yet another enticing lady, and she even hinted that she would like to play with me later in the evening!!! After dinner, it was back to the hotel for the main party itself....what an event...when I entered the room, there was a lady bent over a chair for a paddling, another otk on the bed, and a third otk on the couch...the visual images were immediately seared into my brain as I took in the scene, but returned to wallflower mode...still unable to approach any of these ladies, I watched and listened, sipped wine, and went out on the balcony for smoke breaks...talked to several people, including a guy who was also a veteran...he shared many of my interests in history, philosophy, etc, and was an excellent conversationalist..eventually, it became do or die time for me...if I didn't ask one of the ladies to play, I'd never forgive myself for the wasted opportunity...so I approached the young lass I'd met on the stair the night before...she'd already had a busy evening, but was still full of spunk and fire...after a few minutes of friendly banter, I mustered up the courage to ask her....imagine my relief when she smiled, and accepted....still too shy to play in front of everybody, I took her hand, and led her upstairs for a little more privacy...she was a sassy flirt, and clearly enjoyed being spanked, but still, I had to be sure...timidly, I asked her again if she was sure she was ok with this...and she was!!! By now, I was so nervous, I was practically trembling, yet somehow I managed to guide the lass over my lap, and began to pat her bottom...she made some flippant remark about how I could start any time now, so I bared her buns, and began to spank with more vigor, yet still fairly lightly...I was terrified of screwing up somehow...hitting too hard, or making her mad, or something...but she was a very good sport, and I was able to deliver a mild spanking...(I was later to learn she really likes it hard, and I'm told my technique has improved immeasurably since that first experience...hehehehe)...Apparently, things had quieted downstairs, and someone inquired if I was having fun...indeed I was!!!...All good things must come to an end, however, so I reluctantly stopped spanking the lady, again shared a warm hug with a pat for her bottom...and returned downstairs...
The party broke up, and I returned to the room once again for wine, smokes, and reflection upon the events of the evening. The next morning was bittersweet...warm hugs all around, and promises of even more play at the next party, with those I was too shy to approach this time.
On the drive home, I thought of many things...how relieved I was that the group was so warm, and friendly...safe, and sane...how great it was to openly share my dark little private kink with such fine company...and how I was treated so well by so many...for the first time ever, it seemed I actually fit in with a group, was accepted, and welcomed to their numbers.