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Wednesday, September 8, 2010

Shadow Lane party, Part 4 (Sunday)

You know, I was going to start this installment with two items I'd forgotten to mention earlier, but now I've forgotten one of the things I remembered I forgot. Ugh. Oh well, it will come back to me. The other thing I neglected to mention was from Friday night in the ballroom. On FetLife, I jokingly have chocolate listed as one of my fetishes. A very sweet man named Ben, one of my Fet buddies, greeted me that evening and presented me with a box of chocolates! Nice, huh? Thank you, Ben. :-)

Oh! Just remembered... On Saturday night, the NS people also had a suite party, which we went to first and spent some time before hitting 901 later. Thanks, guys! You're the best, and it was wonderful having you all here again.

I slept in until 11 on Sunday morning, then showered and dressed. We were supposed to meet Mir for lunch but she was running late, so we met her in the gym and told her we'd keep a spot for her at our table. I needed to eat, because I had a throbbing headache and had to get some Advil into me. Down at Cafe Siena, we found Danny and Sophie and joined their table; shortly thereafter, we were joined by Ann, a newbie to parties who had bravely come by herself and Tony had introduced her to D and Sophie, who took her under their wings. Craig was at the table right next to ours, with Gia, Lizzie, Jada and Missy. J leaned over and whispered to me, "Ask Craig why he has only four women with him." LOL!   

Very strange thing: Even though we were one table apart, our party had a different server from Craig's. While we had the best of service and got our food immediately and accurately with all the special requests observed, Craig's group had been seated before us and they were still waiting for their orders when we were nearly done. I don't know what happened, but I think the five of them were ready to eat their napkins by the time their food came. Fortunately, they had bread. But what a pain! Some people don't like Cafe Siena because the service is hit or miss, but I love it. And I like the food too; they have healthy choices. Plus it's right by the elevators and a main walkway and has an open plan, so people can find you easily as they go back and forth.

After lunch, we headed for 901, where Strict Dave was once again holding his famous CP Court. When he had them at FMS and SSNY, he was able to use a hotel conference room, but this time he had to make do with a large suite. Bob the DJ generously set up the sound system so it worked out well. J, Mir and I got there early to grab a good seat and we were able to snag one of the couches. Turned out to be a good move, since the room got packed and most people had to stand.

I love CP Court! CO Carolyn was the defendant twice, and so was Craig. Craig had purposely arranged to get his fire kit to SL so he could do fire play with Carolyn, but when apparently when the designated time for their scene came, she had put body lotion on and you're not supposed to do that, so Craig told her she had to go shower. She didn't feel like doing so at the moment, so there was Craig with all the stuff set up. He asked if anyone else wanted to do it, and Kate (of Kate and Michael) stepped up. She loved it... but unfortunately, she instinctively did exactly what Craig told her not to do. You have to remain stock-still, but she felt the heat and wriggled around, making the fire spread. He doused it immediately, but she still got a faint burn on her back. Craig felt awful, but Kate didn't blame him -- she blamed Carolyn! (playfully, of course) As for Craig, he got called up for "irresponsible texting" -- he's already told that story on his own blog. :-)

When it was over, Andy and a couple of others said to me, "Why weren't you up there?" I just smiled sweetly and answered, "Because I didn't do anything!" I cringed for a moment, waiting for the lightning strike, but it didn't happen.

After we all cleared out of 901, AZ Carolyn and I went back to her room to have some girl-talk time. We so rarely get to chat and we had lots of catch-up to do. So many times on these weekends, I say I'm going to make time to just talk with my friends, but it ends up not happening because of all the other activity and distractions. I'm very glad we both made it work this time!

Back in our room, I found J asleep so I joined him. After our nap, we got up and I changed into a white skirt and black-and-white top. I had the cutest pair of black-and-white checked panties with little blue hearts on the waistband. We were supposed to meet AZ Carolyn and Sue for dinner at Senor Miguel's in the hotel, so I texted Craig to see what he was up to. As it happened, he was already there with a big group of people; did I want him to hold seats for us? Is there room for four more? I asked. No problem.

So we went down to the restaurant and found our group -- what a fun table! Twelve people, including Craig and Gia, Sophie and Danny, etc. I sat at one end and we made two spaces for Carolyn and Sue, but then Carolyn called J and said she wasn't feeling well, so they didn't make it. I felt a little lonely at the far end, but both Danny and Craig made it a point to get up and come over to sit with me and visit, so I got to schmooze a bit. Mostly I listened while J and Missy talked about biking; she's an avid biker too. Unfortunately, the conversation veered into their experiences with accidents, which I could do without! However, when the food came, they dropped the subject.

I don't like Mexican food as a rule, but I can enjoy a simple dish like fish tacos. These were wonderful -- seasoned broiled red snapper, cabbage and tomatoes on corn tortillas, with a squeeze of lime. They gave me a sauce too, but I pushed that aside. Creamy AND spicy; blech on both counts! I know, I know... such a fussy eater I am.

After dinner, suite party time! Matt opened his room to us, so several of us convened there and it was quite the lively time. I sat at the bar chatting with several people, then Sophie got it in her head that Danny should give me another spanking. "Oh, you think so, huh?" I said. She did. I don't remember who said what after that, but sure enough, there was Danny, yanking me off the barstool and pulling me over to the couch, where he bent me over the back. He had several new toys he'd purchased at the vendor fair, including a cane with bright shiny red material wrapped around the handle (he called it the "Judy Garland cane," because the red stuff looked like Dorothy's ruby slippers in Wizard of Oz).

No warmup this time; he got right down to business with the implements. And it wasn't enough to just lift my skirt; oh no. He had to take the damn thing off. We made it quite the raucous scene and people were watching and throwing out comments. Then he gave me the first strike with his new cane, a hard one. The tip flew off. Another strike, and another piece broke off. And again, and again. All in all, five pieces snapped off and flew in all directions. He gave up and proceeded to take off his (brand-new) belt --- ouch!!! He'd forgotten his well-worn, familiar old belt at home, so he'd bought a new one. Ugh! New belts hurt like hell! But of course, my endorphins didn't let me down.

My Shadow Lane party was now complete, at least in one area: I'd broken an implement. :-D  After the scene, and some cuddle time on the couch with D, I gathered up the broken pieces -- well, four of them. The fifth one disappeared and we couldn't find it. But here I am with the evidence:

A while later as I stood chatting, Craig came up behind me and said ominously, "I think you need to come with me right now." Mmmmm... how could I refuse? We went into the bedroom, but both beds were being used. Someone pointed toward the bathroom area and said, "How about back there?" We walked in and found a large, open dressing room/bathroom area; as I recall, I'd played in a similar bathroom with Djinn last year. (Dammit! I didn't get to play with Djinn this time! So disappointed. But he left Sunday early afternoon, and our paths simply didn't cross at the right time.)

Anyway, Craig sat on the edge of the oversized bathtub and pulled me over his lap, giving me a folded towel so I could brace my arms on that instead of the cold hard rim. (so thoughtful!) He then produced this nasty wooden paddle he'd bought at the vendor fair.... ugh! You know how I feel about wood to begin with, and by Sunday night at a party weekend, I'm so tenderized I can hardly stand a powerful hand, let alone wood. Fortunately, after a couple of swats with that paddle, Craig heard the distress in my voice and put it away, going back to his hand. (thank you, sweetie) We had a nice long hand-spanking scene, then I sat in his lap and we chatted a while, winding down before we rejoined the crowd.

Lots more talking, blah blah blah, laugh laugh laugh... it grew later and I was getting tired. I hadn't seen Fineous all evening and I still wanted a flogging from him, so I texted him and told him where the party was. At midnight he finally showed up, but he didn't ask me to play, just joined us in chatting. I waited -- I had made it known that I wanted to play with him, so I didn't want to push. Craig then texted a few of us and invited us to his suite for a small party, so we prepared to head off, saying our good-nights. Fineous then approached me and whispered, "Do you think it would be OK if I came with you guys?" I told him I was sure it would be, and he replied. "Good. I don't want you thinking you were going to get away without your flogging." YES!!

Once at Craig and Gia's, Fineous first bent me over the dining room table for a brief spanking, then took me into one of the bedrooms where I stripped off my skirt and top and lay on the bed. What can I say about his floggings that I haven't already said in my rhapsodic tones; he's a wizard with those things. He started lightly, then built up and up, flogging all over my back, bottom and legs, varying the tempo and intensity, until all my nerves were singing and I was making animal noises. When he wound down, I was mush. I didn't want to move... I could have shut my eyes and slept there. He gave me lots of time, sat next to me and gave me a nice massage while we talked.

Finally I was able to get up, put my things back on and come out, but my legs would barely hold me up and I was spacy. Several other people had come in and I remembered I'd told Michael earlier that I'd love to play with him, but now I knew I didn't have it in me; I was well and truly done. I looked for him, but he'd left to play with Lizzie and I couldn't wait. It was around 2:00 by now and we had to get up very early.

I didn't want to leave without saying goodbye to Danny and Sophie, so I texted him to see where they were; they were in 660 again. We said goodnight to everyone in Craig's room. I'm sorry it didn't work out this time that I had my final scene of the weekend with Craig, but at least I did have my first one with him, and we had four total.

Room 660 was hopping, people were playing "Spanking Blackjack" and beer pong, but I just sat like a lump, struggling to keep my eyes open. We stayed for a few minutes watching the action, but then, reluctantly, we decided to call it a night. Many hugs in the room and at the elevator, and off we went.

Monday morning, J got up before me and took some of our stuff down to the car. We showered and dressed, packed up the remainder and headed down to checkout. Our intent was to eat a quick breakfast and be on the road by 9:00, so we could beat the Labor Day traffic. And this time, we met our goal. Even with seeing Richard Windsor, CO Carolyn and a couple of others, we still managed to get checked out, grab a bagel and coffee, and we were in the car heading out at 9:00.

We got as far as the main boulevard next to the hotel and my phone beeped. I then read the text from Craig: "I need to give you my fire kit." AAAAGGGHHHH!!!! I'd completely forgotten about that! I cried out to J, "Dammit! We forgot Craig's fire kit; we have to go back!" He immediately did a U-turn and headed back, and told me to text Craig back and tell him to meet J at the elevators in the lobby. I was so rattled, my fingers were fumbling and I kept screwing up the text, but finally got it finished by the time we parked the car. I stayed there while J ran in.

All was well; Craig found him and gave him the kit, and then J saw Mir and chatted with her for a moment. We hit the road for real at 9:30. And naturally, we hit traffic on and off all the way home! I really don't believe the extra half-hour made that much difference, but naturally J used it to his best advantage, saying that we made it here in four hours, so I was going to get one swat for every second (not minute, second) that our trip was past four hours. Whaaa?? I protested so mightily, he finally conceded and said, "OK. Tell Craig that he has to give Gia a swat for every second past four hours." Double whaaa?? I said, "Gia? What the hell does poor Gia have to do with this?" He said, "Well, Craig's a top, we can't blame him, and someone has to be punished!" Ladies and gentlemen, Top Logic at its finest.

The trip home took 4 3/4 hours; not bad, really. We went to J's first and got all his stuff out of the car, I said goodbye and headed home. Another party weekend was over.

Oh, and by the way... I have a faint bruise on my left upper thigh. And oddly, the backs of my calves are peppered with tiny bruises; I can only figure that those were from the flogger. My bottom? White as the day I was born.

Tony, Eve and Butch -- congratulations on another great party, and thank you so, so much! Thanks to everyone I played with, and to all who opened their suites to us. Over and out on the Shadow Lane 2010 party report. :-)


  1. Hello my Erica OMG what a fantastic party, thanks for sharing this with us all. i really enjoyed reading about it. that is so cool that you broke the cane YOU GO GIRL.i never had anything broken on me before.after reading this i really want an otk spanking so belts really hurt like hell this i know,when i got spanked with one it was stingy and it did a fabulous job writing this you should win an award for best blog.Love you big hugs from your naughty girl Jade xoxo

  2. Congratulations cane buster, you!

    But, you mean your butt isn't even the SLIGHTEST bit sore when sitting after all of those spankings? You have a supernatural behind, woman! lol

  3. This is the last time I'm leaving a comment unless you bring back allowing Open ID's. LOL

    Anyway hon, I feel like I have just read a book. I also feel as if we were not even at the same party. I'm so glad you had a great time and played so often with so many. Love ya! ~Juju

  4. Great party report, Erica! Such a memory you have... and what a party. Sophie and I wanted to stay a few more days. It was so great to see you! I'm considering a CA trip early next year with Sophie. Thanks for the link to her blog! Next, you should plug our C4S link. That's me being subtle, by the way... smooches!


  5. i just read a book too....your book!!! but more of that later.

    j has my utmost sympathy, [why do we bother fawlty???? i didn't know you did major].

    lovely jubbliy,


  6. Jade -- I'm glad you enjoyed it.

    Kelly -- oh, I'm tender. And I have "sandpaper butt," so there's definitely some damage going on. But no marks.

    Juju -- OpenID doesn't work? Weird! I didn't specify that, only no Anonymous. was great to see you, girlfriend. I'm so glad you came! xoxo

    Danny -- wasn't it a blast? Having you and Sophie there really added a lot to my weekend. I hope you guys visit; would love to see you again. :-)

  7. ddon -- I hope you liked it. :-)

  8. Hey Erica! Great write up again! So much to devour in such a short time!

    I remember .. at FMS.. when I was talking to J.. and you came out of a bedroom and plopped down in a chair. I took one look at you, and knew instinctively you'd had a great flogging by Fineous and that it was best to just let you sit and process that verses engage you in a convo. "SPACY" is the operative word after a flogging like that! So I kept jabbering with J! But yeah, that Fineous sure does a number on you! One you clearly love! I can't wait to partake of that one day! :-)

  9. ps... damn cute pic by the way! Is that your Trophy?? (grins)

  10. Zelle -- hah; nope, that's just cane shrapnel. :-D And yes, you must experience Fineous someday. He's so talented (and so very nice, too).

  11. It won't allow me to use my site on Open ID, it can never verify it. Despite that, I'll still leave comments (I was kidding) but I will have to use my blogger or Livejournal ID's. Such is life.

  12. I have read this with eyes as wide as saucers. I am super jealous as well as utterly astounded that you can be as cool as you are. I want to be like that- but from the first moment I would have hidden under a table. I like to think I could have snuck a peek at what was going on. There was one event you wrote about that keeps on coming back to me, like a flashback. I try to tell myself that it is not my expirience to flashback to but that appears not to matter. Thank you for the inspiration.

  13. And email still is not working! Thank you for the hot picture - please do not think I am being rude. I will email when I can.

  14. Such a great weekend! I love reading your accounts, so articulate and detailed. Another's perspective is always so fun to read and you know how much I love getting in your head.

    I was thrilled you got that final flogging and saw Phineous pour you back into J's arms I knew you were spent. I didn't feel at all bad I didn't get to give you your final spanking after seeing that look of utter calm on your face!

  15. Poppy -- I think if you were come with Devlin, you'd feel protected and you could venture forth a bit. You are braver than you know. :-) And of course I don't think you're rude -- I do hope your email gets fixed soon. What a pain!

    Craig -- yeah, calm. Not a look one associates often with me, huh? :-D

    I so loved seeing you and playing with you, as always. Thank you.

  16. erica,

    i loved the book.i highly reccomend it.

    just one small complaint....there weren't enough photos of one of the loveliest models out there!!!!



  17. Another roasting, er, rousing success for you, Erica. Loved reading about it, and so apparently did Poppy. Perhaps someday we'll be able to fulfill your good wishes and attend a party - where hopefully she really won't be hiding under a table.

    (That poor stick! :-) )

  18. Devlin -- I think you were right the first time! :-) Yes, someday you must convince Miss Poppy to attend a party with you. You know she would be welcomed with many open arms.

  19. Devlin, it would have been great to see you there. You must meet Sophie sometime, and we should have beverages together!


  20. Thanks, Danny, I'll look forward to that!