Shadowlane: A Wallflower's Perspective Part 4

Once again I found myself up after only a couple of hours of sleep and wandering the casino. Sarahfl was already at her spot at the bar playing video poker and shaking her assets at the bartender to get better service. She's a hoot, that one and very fun to be around. There's never a need to toss her under the bus, because she gladly throws herself under it.

I hung out down there for a while chatting with everyone who came by. Soon it was time to head up for the afternoon SSNY party. They were going to be showing some educational/funny videos and I was looking forward to seeing them.

When we got there the videos were already about halfway over, but that's okay they showed them all again later. Let me tell you, these are a scream, so well done and incredibly funny. Everyone really enjoyed them.

I came dressed really casually. For some reason it never occurred to me that there might be spanking going on at this party. I ended up wishing I had worn cuter panties. There wasn't anything wrong with the ones I was wearing, but if I'd been thinking more clearly I'd have put on prettier ones. No one ran away in horror, anyhow which is always a plus.

Scary Top swooped in out of nowhere and asked me to play. Surprisingly enough I agreed with no fuss or trepidation. Go figure. We had a nice fun scene. I probably laughed at him the whole time, but I can't remember for sure. I know he did end on this double slam on my butt with both hands. That took me by surprise. Anyhow, it was a very fun scene. Of course I couldn't wait to tell Erica I had played with Scary Top. I knew she'd be proud!

Soon after, the mysterious guy living somewhere in Europe (who may or may not be a spy) that we picked up in the restaurant the day before wandered by and asked me to play. So, off we went. Somehow he had picked up the English propensity for using shoes for spanking, obviously not realizing that shoes are for feet. Let me tell you, what he called a slipper was a running shoe/gym shoe with a rubber sole! I surprised myself by not being rude and immediately saying "NO" to such a thing and agreed to look at it. Then sanity returned and I said, "no, thank you". Instead I got a nice hand spanking. I think his thing is more the traditional type of school discipline, but he gave a nice hand-spanking. Hopefully he wasn't too bored.

Off to socialize some more. Mike Tanner's family strap made an appearance. This strap is sort of famous for it's nastiness. Kat was brave enough to take 5. Hours later she was still welted. Owie. I also got to see Erica take 5 with it. Erica has an iron butt and even she was pounding her fist on the bed. As if I didn't already know that this strap wasn't for me, seeing that made sure some odd compulsion to say "OK" didn't kick in. When I was asked I politely declined and offered Suzy's butt to take them the next time he saw her. I should probably tell her! I got labeled a wimp, but I'm comfortable in my wimpiness, so that's OK!

A little while later I was talking to a nice guy C. I think it was his room that was hosting the party. Anyhow I agreed to get a spanking from him. It was fun, a bit harder than I was expecting, but I survived! I was definitely sore after though.

After the party wound down I gravitated back to Kat and Aurora's room for some chit chat before getting ready for the dinner. I thought it was odd that my butt was quite tender when I sat on the bed. When I went back to my room to shower and get ready for dinner, I discovered why. I was quite bruised! What a shock. Seriously, it shouldn't surprise me, I do totally expect to bruise. I don't play often and I'm very fair and bruise easily in general. Still, it manages to catch me by surprise anyhow, probably cuz it isn't like I'm playing hard or anything. Anyhow, it hurt.

I got ready and then went to wait for Kat and Aurora to finish getting ready. (and waited, and waited, and waited...) Finally they were ready and we headed down to dinner. Pretty much everyone was dressed nicely; some in 60s style outfits, some not. A couple of people showed up looking grubby. The dinner was quite good, I was surprised since I was expecting it not to be having heard tales before about the bad food there. My only complaint was the food wasn't labeled with what it was. I have severe fish and seafood allergy so it's really nice to know that something doesn't have it in it before I eat it. So I made sure to only take stuff I was pretty darn sure I knew what it was. After dinner there was some dancing. I'm not a dancer. Heck, I have a hard enough time figuring out which direction to go when going over the lap (and I still usually get it wrong if left to my own devices). So trust me, dancing is not my thing! I did get asked though which is always nice. The people who did dance seemed to have a lot of fun.

Once the dinner was over we headed back to our rooms to change again and then headed out to the suite parties and played dodge-the-annoying-guy for a while until we managed to shake him. I didn't play as I was feeling sore and figured my butt needed a break if I wanted to play at all the next day. Honestly, I'm not sure if I was asked or not, but I think I was. I wasn't all pouty about not getting asked, so I probably did get asked.

Saturday night was hard for me, for some reason. The noise of the party was getting to me and I was starting to feel anxious. I did end up leaving a couple of times to just go to my room for a few minutes of quiet, but I did come back which can be hard for me to do, so yay for me for coming back. I was definitely a bit off and hope I wasn't sending out "back off and stay away from me" vibes.

Later on we ended up in a private room with a few people. Kat was supposed to come later but ended up getting side-tracked which happens a lot at these parties, it's so easy to get side-tracked. I didn't really know anyone really well there except for one person who was off getting spanked. I was sort of feeling out of my element and feeling like the ugly duckling in a room full of beautiful people. I want to stress here that no one was treating me that way or making me feel like that, it was all me, plus I was tired which never helps when I start feeling insecure. Anyhow I did chat a bit with one fellow and then eventually decided to call it a night. At these parties it seems to take forever to actually make it to your room because you usually end up getting sidetracked.

I was feeling sad because Kat was leaving early in the morning and I didn't get to say good-bye to her. I'm seeing her next month anyhow, but sometimes I'm just funny that way and start attaching more importance to stuff than there should be and building it up in my mind as "proof" that people hate me and are avoiding me. Honestly, I did pretty good at Shadowlane with just having fun and not doing that, but I did still have my moments.

Eventually I got a few hours of sleep and then was up again to see what Sunday would bring.