Friday, May 19, 2017

Prepping for Sinposium

The Monarchs, the MDHL group I am proud to a member of, is hosting our next educational event, Sinposium, at Threshold in North Hollywood on May 27. The day-long event features a variety of demos, presentations, and interactive talks, including a presentation by yours truly. Tickets are available at HERE and additional information on the event can be found on FetLife.

Lizzie and I have been prepping for my presentation at Sinposium over the last few weeks. My talk is entitled "Silent Scenes" and is based on a few blog posts that have appeared right here on our blog. You can read those posts HERE and HERE.

Silent Scenes is what we called the scenes we used to have when we were living in a home with two of my children, a grandchild, and a boyfriend of one of my daughters. Finding a place to play and doing so to not raise suspicions required a lot of creativity and careful planning. Thus, Silent Scenes.
When we’ve attended events in the past, Craig and I have discussed the possibility of presenting. Such a thing comes naturally to Craig, but for me it causes more of a problem.

Once, early in my adventures in the spanking community, I was asked to participate in a spanking quiz game on stage. As we quickly reviewed our limits beforehand, I told my partner: “You can take down my panties and bare my bottom on stage in front of a couple hundred people, but you’d better not expect me to say anything.” This is still true -- I am shy, but I’m not modest.
To prep for the presentation we purchased a dB meter in order to record sound levels made by various implements. We arranged a wide range of impact implements in order to determine what level of sound they made, then used each one on Lizzie in a softer way and then again at full throttle. Each impact was recorded on the meter from the same distance.

As we began to go through the litany of implements and notate their decibel peaks on a form on my laptop, our research slowly began to become an scene in its own right. Lizzie began mewing and moaning as her bottom got redder and redder and marks began to show. We had only gotten through half the implements and there were plenty left to go.

By the time we were down the final few, Lizzie's bottom was baked and she was in her own headspace of sorts, even though our "scene" was constantly being interrupted with questions like "Did you write down the levels on that implement?" and "Did you reset the decibel max?"

Still, it was fun to go through all that and prep for our presentation and bonus points for that to turn into a scene unto itself.

Hopefully, if you're a Fellow Kinkster living in the Los Angeles area, you can join us for Sinposium. It will likely be not very quiet.
With that in mind, it’s quite fitting that our first presentation will be about Silent Scenes. After all, with that lead in, I don’t think anyone will be expecting me to say much during the presentation. And I do love acting as a demo bottom.

Before making the presentation, though, we had to do some research. Craig wanted to measure the volume of various implements from the same distance. So we used the very scientific method of having me hold the dB meter in approximately the same place during the various impacts.

It wasn’t our typical sort of lengthy impact scene. I don’t even know that it was a particularly hard scene, though Craig did use some nasty implements at full swing. But whether it was a hard impacts or the nature of the unusual headspace, our research took on the quality of a scene, albeit an unusual one for us. By the end, I was pretty well done in.

I can’t wait for the presentation! It may not be silent...but I might be.

Friday, March 17, 2017

Grabbing Ass

Our most common theme here, aside from the stories we tell about the evolving nature of our lifestyle relationship and those of people in the lifestyle around us, is how busy we are. It's repeated ad nauseum. Today's post (the first in some time, we're a bit embarrassed to say) focuses on the "in between" moments where can briefly enjoy our kink.

As we said in the intro, finding time to play and explore our kink is hard. Between January and March we didn't have a single weekend where we didn't have company or one or both of us were out of town. Hell, we didn't even celebrate Valentine's Day until last weekend because we were both in separate states on February 14.

So we grab time when we can to have some kinky fun. We've even managed to have some playtime with some trusted friends recently.
As we’ve said more than once, our lives have been a bit hectic of late. As a result, our play has been less structured and more “catch as catch can” - quite literally with a friend, as Craig mentions later. Too bad we didn’t get any pictures of that!

But for Craig and I, our play has been limited to a series of quick scenes tucked into our daily lives. Sometimes we need to celebrate the things we are able to do.
Lizzie was in the kitchen the other morning making my coffee before I left for work. This ritual, an important part of our D/s, involves her making the coffee and bringing it to me, presenting it on her knees and holding it up to me. She kisses the edge of the cup and says, "Here's your coffee, sir." I take it from her. We have complete eye contact. I take a sip. I then help her to her feet, kiss her on her lips and forehead, and tell her what a good girl she is. I will also compliment her on her fine coffee making skills.

On this one morning, she was naked, grinding coffee. I came in, dressed for work, and took to a hard hand spanking as she stood with her hands on the countertop.

Another day, I was in the bathroom and she was walking by, naked once again (are you seeing a pattern here?), and I took to swatting her bottom. No warm-up. Just a fast, hard spanking.

A few days earlier I pulled Lizzie across my lap and gave her a longer hand swatting.

Some friends from the lifestyle (and our best friends, not merely people we met at a dungeon or play party) were over for a weekend a few times. My good friend, another MDHL Brother, has "helped out" a number of times, strapping, caning, and swatting Lizzie. Last weekend, they had a full-on wrestle session, something I'm not inclined to do. The two were left with skinned elbows and knees.
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So these stolen moments, these brief opportunistic chances to get a minute or two of play in, happen. Not frequently, but they happen. Not long, because it's difficult to coordinate. Further, I'm generally not in the right headspace when I come home from work--usually mentally wiped more than physically, but still.

I'm eager for a longer session where we can connect all on our own, but that's not happening anytime soon: I travel out of the country this weekend, the following weekend we have family visiting (the third visit of this sort this year), then I travel out of the country again a few days later. Our kinky friends come back the weekend after that (they aren't holding us back on enjoying our play, it's play of a different sort when we're with them) and then yet another out-of-town visitor is coming to stay. Immediately after that, we are off on vacation for a week, which leads us pretty much to the end of April.
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You can see how the schedule goes for us. Thus the lack of posts. And the lack of play. Roll your eyes. Feel our pain. Whatever you do, Fellow Kinkster, is fine with us. We will post when we can and I'll grab ass when I get a chance. Given our dynamic, I don’t necessarily have any say in when we find time for the scenes. But I think it goes without saying that I enjoy every chance we get!