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Monday, September 10, 2012

Shadow Lane, Day 2

Sunday morning housekeeping arrives just five minutes before my alarm is set to go off. It's 9:30am and I force myself to get up, as there's lots to do before Spanking Court is in session. My roommate is presumably at breakfast, so I spend an extra couple minutes letting the hot water welcome me into the morning. I am low on sleep and coffee hasn't had an opportunity to course through my veins. When I get out of the shower I notice that Miss Hammond-Grant and/or Sarah Gregory has done a fair amount of damage to my bottom. Yikes...that was unexpected. My bottom has been more and more resistant to marking, and it seems all it needed was a woman's touch. I do a preliminary packing job, gathering clothes and charging phones. My roommate walks in and I'm happy to see her as we hadn't crossed paths at the various parties the night before. We catch up for a few minutes before I had to go and she tucks herself in for a post-breakfast nap.





I dash down to grab coffee and a pastry before heading to Spanking Court. I snagged a spot on Erica's couch right up front. The suite was packed...standing room only! I look across the room and see some familiar faces. My chocolate croissant saves my seat while I go and visit with Joey for awhile as well as the couple from the night before. It seems like court is about to start, so I scurry off to my seat. I see Lea to my side and chat with her for just a moment. She shows me her delicate fingers and from the looks of them I would have thought she had some unpaid gambling debts! She gave me a quick synopsis of how her fingers came to their current shade of black and blue. I also met Alex for the first time ever! She looked as sweet as she does on her blog, and couldn't be nicer. Court started soon after and the honorable Strict Dave was presiding.



At dinner the evening before, Spanking Court passed out and collected sheets of paper where anyone could accuse a fellow party goer of committing an infraction. Strict Dave went down the docket, case after case. Accusations ran from things like losing room keys, driving recklessly, tops referring to their parts as "pee pees" and "ding dings", to having butts that were too cute not to spank. Witnesses would sometimes be called up and DJ Bob added to the ambiance with the unmistakable "bum-bum" of Law and Order fame. The rulings were surprisingly fair and legit and Strict Dave had the entire room in stiches with every case. If the person who lost the case was a top, they were usually sentenced to serve some "personal time" to the other. "Personal time" could be anything from a foot massage to running errands, etc. If it was a bottom, Strict Dave would sentence them to x many swats with y implement. From my account, he seemed to favor 6 swats with a leather paddle. It was a great time and far more entertaining than expected... I don't think I would ever attend another Shadow Lane without being a spectator at Spanking Court.



On my way back to the room, I ran into Joey who was moving to a smaller room from the SCONY suite. I was glad to see him one last time to say goodbye. The entire SCONY group was super nice, welcoming the newbies with such warmth (not a reference to my bottom, btw). I was winding down, coming to the realization that my Shadow Lane experience would soon be over. I returned to the room, waking up my sleepy roommate. We spent time catching up on the happenings the night before as I finalized my packing. The roommate situation could not have worked out any better, as I couldn't have possibly asked for a nicer person to share my room with. It was also great going through both of our first spanking party experiences together. She walked me down to the lobby on her way to grab her own cup of coffee. We ran into Mrs. Darling and chatted with her. So sweet. Alex walked by and we waved at each other. Smile. I don't really want to go home, but it's definitely time. I had a long drive ahead of me and a lot to think about. I walked through the smoke filled casino for the last time, towing my luggage behind me and into the desert heat where my car had been sitting the entire time I was at Shadow Lane.



I punched in my home address into my car's navigation system as to give my mind room to process the events of the weekend. I'm passing the strip on the 15 when I get an alert on my phone. The Englishman is texting me, asking how I was and if I was on the road yet. Yay! I recklessly text him back, letting him know I'm driving. He offers to write me an email or call. I eagerly chose the latter, as I was desperately missing him in that moment. While waiting for his call, it occurred to me that we have never spoken over the phone before... always communicating via email or text. A courtship in the age of technology. I had nothing to fear, as there was nothing awkward about our conversation as he kept me company from Las Vegas to Barstow- a good 2.5 hours and more than half way home.



With every mile, Shadow Lane was becoming a more distant memory, but one that would never be forgotten. I met some seemingly old friends, while meeting new ones. Had I gone unattached, I would have had a very different experience, perhaps making the car ride home a bit more uncomfortable. But as of now, I wouldn't trade it for the world, as what I had waiting for me at home is far more precious than a weekend in Vegas.



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I knew from our conversation on the way home that while he wasn't upset at how I chose to break the boundaries, I would still be punished for doing so. I couldn't wait to see him, as my weekend away seemed to extend the time since we had last seen each other.



Tuesday, two days after leaving Shadow Lane. As soon as he came through the door he gave me the tightest hug I've ever received. I gave him some grief for being late while at the same time refusing to let go. He led me towards the sofa. Excitedly, I follow. We don't make it there, as he stops me on the short journey to spank me while standing up. He's rougher than usual and is denying me the comfort of being spanked in his arms. He's quick to bend me over, briskly lifting my dress and canes me, with the cruel edge of having only a luke warmed bottom. As he canes me I can only think of the bruises he must be able to see and am overcome with a wave of shame. As I start to feel the sharp lines racing across my bottom, I'm quickly brought back to my punishment. As I let out the small cries to express my remorse, he pulls me to the couch where I go directly across his knee. I feel him take the extra moment to take a closer examination of my marks and my heart sinks just a little bit knowing that he can clearly read the disloyalty written across my bottom. The spanking on my freshly caned bottom feels rough. Every time my bottom starts to inch away from him, he firmly scoops me closer to him, giving him a much shorter distance to spank me. When he is done, he tells me to sit up. I immediately flip over and push my way onto his lap. I throw my hands around his neck and bury my head into his shoulder. He strokes my hair and in a quiet whisper tells me that he's not unhappy with the choices I made, but he must protect the boundaries he sets, as those boundaries were designed to protect me and to protect us. I lower my head into his lap where he continues to soothe me. I now understand, what is precious to me is also precious to him. I love that. and I love him.








18 comments:

  1. Wow. Sounds like you had a good time :)

    Dee x

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  2. SC,

    I really enjoyed reading every line of your experiences on Saturday and Sunday at SL. Thank you for sharing the photos of you being spanked by Sarah Gregory.

    Mrs. Darling's School must have been fun.

    On Saturday morning, I used my iPad to find your blog and immediately became a follower. I am glad I did and look forward to future blog posts.

    Hug,
    joey

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    1. Dear Joey,

      I'm so glad we met because now I can hear you in your comments and your blog! Thank you so much for your kinds words... you were so welcoming to all us newbies and made the experience so much nicer!

      xo,
      SC

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  3. Seems like you really had a blast! Thanks for sharing your experiences. I just hope that Ludwig and I will make it to SL again one day. Maybe even next year?!

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    1. Kaelah,

      Next year for sure... if you guys come, a blogger's party in da house!

      xo,
      SC

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  4. Thanks for sharing your trip. Excited to hear the rest. You look so cute getting spanked.

    Zee

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    1. Awww...thanks, Zee! I certainly didn't feel cute coming off her lap, but I loved the results :)

      xo,
      SC

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  5. I'd say that's one of the most awkward moments at a spanking party -- getting back up with everyone watching! But I'm sure you looked just fine. :-)

    That was one weird feeling, finding myself horizontal and dangling in mid-air! But I knew I was in very good hands. Strict Dave is amazing.

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    1. Erica,

      That image of you is SEARED into my memory! A huge incentive to hit the gym!!

      xo,
      SC

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  6. That guy seriously smacked you without asking if it was okay? That is...grrr.

    Glad that everything else was so fun, though.

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    1. Hi Ana!

      Yeah... not cool, but he was harmless and got the message pretty quickly. It was funny to see all us bottoms congregate in the bathroom, checking out our bums instead of our make-up!

      xo,
      SC

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  7. Lovely post, SC. Just be careful when you're hanging around with that roommate of yours. She's Trouble, I tell you, Trouble with a capital T!

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    1. Indy!

      I'm not sure who inspired who, because from both my perspective both you girls definitely earned your trips to the headmaster! It was so great meeting you at SL this year!

      xo,
      SC

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  8. Sounds like a fun and busy day! In my opinion, as someone who has been spanked by men and women, I really do think women spank harder. That's always been my experience. Maybe because they top a lot of men and men aren't as wussy as me? Lol. I don't know, but there's something to it.

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    1. Lea,

      Great point! I think if I ever became a top there would need to be serious working out of the upper body muscles... right now I'm limited to wine glass curls!

      Maybe you were inspired the high set bar as your hand looked so bruised! How is it doing, btw?

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  9. Day Two is my favorite. Love the Boyz session and the Ladies' Academy and omg there you are over Sarah's lap. Who looks so great back to her pretty dark hair (blond totally washed her out -- I know, everyone's a critic).

    I'm so stunned and overwhelmed with all the great reports and stories and so much that you did and people you met. Especially in front of the mirrors :)

    But only you could bridge the concept:

    "I'm done, I'm spent, I'm Dali spanked."

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    1. Emen,

      It's hard to believe all that happened in one day!

      As for Dali and us: Melt in your mind, and me in his hands. Taste the rainbow ;)

      xo,
      SC

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