Spankings and Vegas Part 2

So holy *insert naughty word here !!!*, I completely forgot to upload this even though I wrote it like months ago...WHOOOPS!

Part two of my Vegas shenanigans starts at the end of Friday night, whereI slept super soundly (on my tummy of course, as my backside was sooo tender), and while I would have liked to sleep in forever, we were up and moving around by 10, as we were silly and had made plans to hike that morning.  My Daddy and I joined Princess Kelley and her Daddy as well as Kevin and Rachel for an adventure at Red Rock Canyon.  We decided to be completely irresponsible and pack ourselves into one car...five of us in normal seats and Rachel strewn across the laps of the three of us in the back seat.  

We arrived at Red Rock Canyon, and the weather was perrrfect...last year we actually ended up getting snowed on, so the 70something sunny weather we got this time was super nice.  We took a fairly leisurely hike, winding this way and that, stopping here and there for pictures and occasionally belting out Disney songs (for the win!!).  This was definitely my kind of outing...besides enjoying the fresh air and exercise, it was really enjoyable to get to spend some real quality time getting to know Kevin and Rachel and MrOMK more than just in passing (for the unofficial record, small groups of 4-10 tend to be my comfort zone).  Eventually we took a wrong turn somewhere and ended up not on the loop we thought we were on, and headed towards a dead end, so we decided that was the point at which we should turn back around.  

Headed back toward the trailhead we happened upon the remnants of some type of housing structure (maybe?), and being the pervs we are, we decided it would provide the perfect coverage for some impromptu outdoor spankings ;) The men took turns spanking their prospective ladies, as the others were placed as lookouts. We definitely had to pause a couple of times as small groups of hikers passed by.  Rachel and I also teamed up to give Princess Kelley a fun double spanking! 

It was super fun, and definitely got our blood pumping...we never got caught, but we were certainly close a couple of times, and plus it's hard to know exactly how far the sound travelled 0_0 We headed back to the car and this time I got to be the lucky one to lay across the laps.  

After a pit stop for some delicious burgers (and to gain back any calories we might have burned by hiking :P), we headed back to the hotel to shower and change for Club Finn.  We arrived at the suite to find it bustling, with ladies in various states of undress dress getting all sorts of pampered.  

After a delicious glass of bubbly champagne with raspberries I was ready to get some pampering myself.  I headed to one of the side rooms where MrOMK was giving a sample of percussion implements and Kelley encouraged me to ask for the next turn.  I removed my top and laid face down on the bed. He got out a variety of implements and started to drum along my body, first on my back and then trailing all the way down to my calves. They're aptly named percussion implements as it felt very much like he was gently playing the drums all over me. The canes were thick, but applied with only a moderate amount of force they were very thuddy (my favorite!!), and gave a deep massaging sensation.  I found it very enjoyable and super relaxing.   

We returned to our room to relax and pass the time until our dinner that evening at the steak house.  Alas, we ended up getting rather distracted ;) and lost track of the time completely...so instead of having tons of time to get prettied up for dinner, it was a lightening fast shower and the quickest hair straightening job I've ever done.  Rushed as ever, I pitter pattered down the hallway with my heels in my hand to meet the group at the elevators.  I made it just in time, and we made our way to the restaurant.  Despite some mild annoyance at the unexpected limited menu choices, I was quite pleased with my filet mignon and taking nibbles of my Daddy's prime rib (which btw was bigger than my face :P).  

We mostly just socialized that night, so I'm going to go ahead and skip ahead to the good stuff on Sunday night :P  Once again I was slated to play with my Daddy and Princess Kelley that evening (hmmmmm, I seem to be noticing a pattern ;) hehehe).  We once again took over one of the beds in the side room...but the other bed, you know, for variety :P This time we started out with the two of us girls side by side, tummy down on the bed.  My Daddy started off, skipping the light spanking and going pretty straight to moderately hard and we were squirming and wiggling our bottoms around in no time.  

When I play one on one with my Daddy I'm expected to be quite obedient and very well behaved when getting spanked, with very little to no squirming allowed, but when playing with others I'm allowed significantly more leeway and tend to take full advantage of it.  Plus with the extra girly energy of having another bratty type alongside, the wiggling generally seems to increase exponentially!!

After a bit of the hand spanking he brought out the heavy strap which pleased us both! While Kelley and I tend to play very different, we both are big fans of the heavy leather :)  Side by side we were quite content to let the heavy strokes fall.  Daddy then brought out the cane and we were told to behave...I resigned myself to whimpering through a couple strokes, but Kelley decided that that cane was no bueno and before he could strike her butt she grabbed the end of it.  Shocked by her terrible behavior (haha) and knowing that in our house grabbing toys out of the boss man's hand means BIG TIME TROUBLE, I scooted as far away from her as I possibly could while remaining on the bed.  We laughed about it later, but according to her my face was all *oh SHIT, that's a no no*! She let out a somewhat nervous sounding giggle, and as quick as her grabbing response, my Daddy had already grabbed her and hauled her over his lap for a harsh and extremely rapid spanking.  He was striking her bottom lightening fast and she was quickly squirming and apologizing profusely.  

After he was finished correcting Kelley's naughty behavior, she joined him in co-topping me.  They both strapped me quickly and firmly, with strokes coming in rather rapid succession.  They then both traded in their straps for canes, ramping up the level of intensity.  The cane strokes continued to land, becoming more and more intense.  That's when my Daddy took over with a very thick bamboo cane.  The hits came harder and harder, and I gradually gave myself over to the pain.  At that point Kelley moved up toward my head, holding my hand and stroking my hair as I began to completely surrender to the cane strokes. She told me what a good girl I was being, but eventually my composure broke completely as I surrendering to it all, and the tears began to spill over.  I cried freely as the final cane stroke fell.  Then I was in my Daddy's arms and all felt right as I was cuddled, my face buried into his shoulder.  

I was overwhelmed by the endorphins in my system and got a serious case of the shivers and was wrapped up in a bundle of blankets and snuggled up on the couch with my head in my Daddy's lap, and that's where I dozed off and on for a good remainder of the evening.  It was an amazing scene to end the party portion of the weekend.

Monday was spent nursing my extremely sore bottom (and thighs ^_^ !!) and saying goodbyes to many wonderful people.  We weren't slated to leave until Tuesday, so we spent Monday exploring the strip and eating all the food with Harley Havik: 

Also, bikinis happened at some point, I just can't remember when!!...

And Monday night was spent playing games and socializing with the stragglers in the suite.  It was actually super nice, I got to wind down the weekend, and the highlight of the evening was definitely getting a chance to really talk to DrLectr.  We've been acquainted with him now for a couple of years, but the party weekends always seem like such whirlwind adventures, we actually had never really had the opportunity to sit down and get to know him.   So we chatted until 2 of so in the morning and it was a lovely end to a fantastic weekend. 

We piled ourselves back in our car on Tuesday morning (somehow leaving Vegas with way more stuff than we arrived with), and started our trek back to LA.   Until next year!!!

Spankings and Vegas Part 1

So I'm pretty much the last one, but I'm finally getting around to posting about my kinky adventures in Vegas at the end of February.  Even if it's old news and no one reads...at least there are pictures that will hopefully help makeup for my tardiness ;)

Our adventure started out with a caravan from LA to Las Vegas, consisting of Princess Kelley, her Daddy MrOMK, and Alex Reynolds in one car, followed me, my Daddy, and Harley Havik in the other. We managed to leave precisely on time, which with four girls who all have a tendency to overpack like nobodies' business, this was quite a success in and of itself!!  

Our first stop was for a bbq lunch at a gift shop near Pearblossom...what was meant to be a quick pit stop for noms turned into a much longer trip of buying lunch, fudge, sugary snacks, and knickknacks (my Daddy bought a Kylo Ren lunch box for himself and My Little Pony tattoos for meeeeee).  Eventually we made it back on the road, and made great time the rest of the way to Vegas...only stopping once for gas and once again for leg stretches, boob gropes, booty rubs and giggles galore ^.^

After the usual check-in process, we headed over to the suite for a bit of socializing.  As it was only Thursday, things were pretty subdued, so after about an hour or so of hugs and hellos we started to get the munchies again and went in search of dinner plans.  My Daddy and I ended up joining Princess Kelley and her Daddy for dinner at Honey Salt...Kelley introduced us to this wonderful farm-to-table restaurant last fall at Shadow Lane and we've been addicted ever since.  Dinner was delicious as usual, and the company fantastic, and after we had completely stuffed ourselves we once again headed back to the hotel.  

By the time we returned, the party suite was quite full, with many having just recently arrived. There were many many hugs and hellos to be had, and while I know it's probably a disappointment to hear, I didn't actually play at all that night. While this is certainly not the first Vegas party I've been to, it was the first one where I had zero shoots planned and more than just 2 or 3 days to cram everything in (we were actually going to be there more like 5 days this time around, eeeeep!), so I decided to view it as a full on vacation and really take the time to enjoy myself...and so for that Thursday I decided just to focus on catching up with everyone, reacquainting myself with those that I had previously only talked to briefly, and meeting new friends.  It was actually quite refreshing to feel like I had all the time in the world...plus as an added 'get to know me' note, I'm actually quite shy in large groups, especially parties like these where I tend to feel like everyone knows everyone else super duper duper well, and I know only a handful of people pretty well.  So it was really quite nice to give myself the time to settle in and not feel completely overwhelmed by my tendency to view myself as an outsider ^_^

I surprisingly got a great night's sleep that night and woke up Friday morning feeling refreshed and excited for the rest of the trip.  After lounging around all morning eating muffins and fresh berries with my Daddy (oh and drinking a giant coffee ^.^), we shuffled back to the suite in the early afternoon to watch the straight razor shave demo.  It seemed both incredibly nerve-racking to have that sharp of a blade by ones naughty bits and equally embarrassing to be so exposed, while simultaneously having a certain humiliating appeal to it, go figure heheh.  

Later that afternoon we once again returned to the suite to chit chat with whomever happened to be around.  Quick hotel room selfie of my outfit:

The suite wasn't very full at that point, but the lovely Erica Scott and her partner were there so we got to spend some time lounging around with them.  We also watched a fun and lighthearted scene between bWyatt and Nuna, who has a super cute behind.  BWyatt has an amusing way of playing to the crowd as she plays, so we thought we'd oblige her as we all turned our phones into scorecards to score the scene heheh.  

At that point my Daddy decided it was about time to warm my bottom up for the weekend, so he had me strip down to my panties and lay down tummy first on the couch.  He straddled my legs just below my bottom and gave me a lovely massage starting on my back and working his way down to my bottom.  As my bum warmed to his touch he started to alternate between massaging and spanking my bottom until it was pretty and pink.  He then would run his nails along the sensitive skin and I couldn't help but let loose excited and relaxed little wiggles.  It was quite delightful and at some point bWyatt came over to chit chat with us a bit and with our permission snapped this pic of us, which I happen to adore (I love the way my Daddy is grabbing my ass hehehe):

Later that evening my Daddy and I  got prettied up for a lovely dinner at the hotel's seafood restaurant with Princess Kelley, her Daddy MrOMK, TallandStrict (who is also from LA, but somehow I mostly ever see him in Vegas) and his date.  I tried oysters for the first time, though I kind of cheated since I had fried ones that MrOMK was nice enough to order and share, and decided they're full of win (the fried ones at least, I'm still too scared to tried the squishy ones :P).  My Daddy bought us a bottle of green apple sake which was super sweet and yummy and had me feeling lovely and toasty warm, which was a welcome change from my usual state of freezing in the over-cranked hotel air conditioning (for perspective I set my room to 80 degrees...yes I know I'm weird).  

After dinner was settled and I did a quick wardrobe change (dinner and spankings clearly require different wardrobe :P)  we headed back to the suite.  We socialized a bit more, and at some point it was decided that I would soon be spanked by both my Daddy and Princess Kelley. Being co-topped is something I'm super into for a myriad of reasons...I get double the attentions and rubs (total attention whore here, if you hadn't noticed *grins*), and when you get the right two tops together they play off of each others' energy and it can really take a scene to the next level.  

We claimed an empty bed in one of the side rooms and as my Daddy and Miss Kelley set out the toys I stripped down to my bra and side-tie thong and laid face down on the bed, with my hips propped up on two pillows to lift my bottom nicely into the air.  My Daddy started off by spanking my bottom, taking a turn first on one cheek and then the other, and in no time they were feeling warm and rosy.  He then knelt directly behind me and picked up the pace, drumming my cheeks by alternating back and forth in rapid succession with such intensity that I was instantly squirming.  

He then stood next to the bed, taking the spot to my right, while Miss Kelley took the spot to my left. They each picked out a heavy London Tanner's strap from the array of implements, and began to strike my raised bottom.  The strikes were hard from the get go, each one just as surprising as the last.  One came from from Miss Kelley on the left followed by one by my Daddy on the right.  They alternated back and forth, sometimes giving me a few seconds in between swats to absorb the blow and recover before being struck yet again...at other points the strikes were a rapid 1-2, with no time to recover and my breath catching from the intensity of each full strike.  

My Daddy and Miss Kelley then each exchanged the leather straps for a cane each.  I had gotten rather used to the straps and when the first swing of the cane fell upon my already quite tender backside, despite being very familiar with canes, I squeaked at surprise with the difference in sensation.  The energy between my Daddy and Kelley was great and they both seemed equally pleased to be causing me to squirm and gasp with each hit (we even had a few spectators whose polite comments really hit all my exhibitionist buttons ^.^). With excellent timing (they even paused for a high five when they hit me with an exceptionally well timed 1-2), the cane strokes fell, hard and consistently, and my breathing quickened as I accepted each one. My whole body felt warm and tingly (my bottom scorching and the best kind of sore) and I was floating with the endorphins.  The cane strokes ceased as quickly as they had begun and my Daddy was next to me, rubbing his hand down my body and caressing my well spanked bottom and Kelley was beside me stroking my hair and telling me how well behaved I was. I was pretty much the happiest girl in the world at that moment.  

After all the rubs, cuddles, and pets, and after I came down a bit, I made the mandatory trip to the restroom to inspect all my lovely welts in the mirror.  Pictures were taken, butts were groped and it was an all around perfect Friday night!  

 My booty in all its welted glory! 

 Ooomphf Kelley gropes are the best ;)

I love how incredibly pleased she looks hehe!