An Evening with Miss Pink, Vol. 1

When Miss Pink from The Pink Report approached me with the idea of joining her and her Dom for an evening of spanking fun, I don't have to tell you how quickly I jumped at the opportunity :D

I was nervous, excited, flattered, and highly conscious of not wanting to unintentionally overstep any boundaries with either Barely or her relationship -- I knew that this would not only be her first time getting spanked in front of someone else :), but also her first time seeing anyone else over her man's lap -- I didn't want my newly-found friendship to go sour over any hurt feelings... It turns out, however, that there was nothing to worry about! Barely's honesty and true knowledge of herself helped tremendously to ease that tension, and we both established from the beginning that any discomfort from either of us would be voiced and taken care of immediately -- a precaution which, in fact, went wholly un-needed throughout the night :D

Seeing Barely spanked first definitely kicked the night off right for me *blush* When he first ordered her over, it gave me a rush just to see her, to empathize, and yet to relish in the position of privileged onlooker... I couldn't decide where to plant myself -- I wanted to see every angle, to let her see me watching and yet to grant her any ounce of dignity I possibly could... I ended up in compromise, positioned to her side, telling myself that there would be plenty more opportunity to take advantage of different angling possibilities. :)

I am extremely shy in situations like this, and as such I remained exceedingly quiet during this first warm-up, but my mind was buzzing, and my blood rushing... watching D's hand make firm contact with my friend's upturned jean-clad bottom over his lap, hearing her little "oomphs" and "ahhs," :D seeing the look in her eyes as she obeyed D's order to drop her jeans...

All the while, running along in the back of my mind was an endless stream of tiny questions...

Will I be that brave?
How hard will he spank me?
Will she be as embarrassed watching as I will be receiving?

And then, quite suddenly, Barely was sufficiently pinkened, at both ends. :) D's eyes turned to me.

I could feel my breath catch in my throat.

I knew that I wouldn't be able to move without help -- without an order or even suggestion from D, or an encouraging look from Barely... Luckily, the pair came to my rescue, and I got both :D My friend led me into her Dom's care with her eyes, and soon I was face-down over his lap, still quite nervous, very excited, and *highly* embarrassed...

D's hand proved to be attention-grabbingly hard, and heavy -- the only thing light-hearted about this spanking was the mood, with happily conversational banter bouncing mercilessly through the room... I could tell from the very beginning that I would be able to feel this night for a few days, at least :)

It is true, I have had one or two (or three or four :D) experiences involving my being spanked in front of one or a few more people, but nothing quite like this, and, of course, never before with the eminently enchanting Miss Pink :D And as many times as I may find myself in this kind of compromising position, it never loses its charm -- I am always, without fail, possessed with the paradoxically-intoxicating idea of another party's presence, whether it be an innocently bystanding third party, or an immediately participatory partner in crime.

Miss Pink turned out to be an excellent partner, as I had known she would. :D She wasted no time enhancing my experience over her Dom's knee with strategically placed commentary and an obvious excitement...

An excitement which continued to grow as the evening progressed, from amazing to fantastic, and beyond :D

(Painting: Mary Cassatt, Two Women Throwing Flowers, 1872)