Birthday Fun :)

How much fun are kinky birthday parties!? :D Well, let me highlight a few aspects, and you can decide for yourselves...! : )

Firstly, we kicked off the kinky part of the evening with me over the birthday boy's (man's) knee, taking his spanking. The whole party's attendance was lifestyle friendly, and *all* of them were watching. Not just sitting around nearby chatting, but actively participating -- *counting* for him, none-the-less. You would have been able to tell who held what sentiments in the room: all of the submissives/spankees were trying to raise their voices over the dominants/spankers, who were trying to count like, "1... 1... 1... 2... 2... 2... 2... 3... 3..." or else starting in rounds so that when half of the room got to count 5, the other half would try to start over again at 1... :D Luckily (or unluckily?) the subbies were able to stay on track and I did end up with the correct number, plus one to grow on (even though it wasn't *my* birthday!).

Definitely luckily (and *not* unluckily), I was allowed to keep my clothes on *phew!* Because in that kind of crowd (at least 12 other people), even though they were all kinky, I would have been absolutely mortified to be wearing anything less... I was in pink shorts with the name of my school screen-printed across the seat -- the only piece of clothing I own with writing across the butt like that -- I've always been self-conscious about drawing that kind of attention... :P

I was over his lap with my hands clutching the leg of the chair and his thigh, and both of my feet off the ground, knees bent. He was in a straight-backed, armless chair smack in the middle of the room *blush* I could see people out of the corner of my eye arranging themselves to get a better view... He used a wood-enforced leather strap -- quite pliable but still stingy and thuddy at the same time... :D

Because of the company, you can imagine that I wasn't the only one to receive his birthday spanking...!! : )

After he finished with me, and I slipped off his lap, kneeling beside him with my face buried in his thigh while the room clapped and cheered, another girl's name was called out as the rightful recipient of a second spanking. Although she had experienced a great many different kinds of implements and chains and benches and levels of pain that I can only imagine, she'd never had an over-the-knee spanking before, so her mixed apprehension and curiosity were quite apparent to the room. As she and others had done for me, I struggled to keep my counting voice above those who would cause her to get far more than the allotted number of spanks, and just as good always triumphs over evil, we won in the end :D

The rest of the night was full of kinky fun, but that's a story for another day...!

Be well and happy spanks! :D