When I asked why he hadn't caned me, he replied that he hadn't been able to find them after a recent move. Since we were in my room and my toy bags were right behind him, I invited him to use one of mine. I remembered why I had fallen in love with the cane. He had been the one who introduced me to it. After an awesome caning, it was time to wrap it up. I was so sore I could hardly move. That's what had really been missing from this party--someone who could really spank and do it really well. Hard is one thing and I don't knock hard because it's what I like. But there's more to it than that. There's technique and there's communication.
It was the most awesome part of the whole party for me. I know Cigi was disappointed that she'd had to beg off and he regretted it, too. But he understood that she just didn't have the stamina that the rest of us have. But to be honest, I would probably get off my deathbed to play with this guy. By the time I called it a night, I was so sore and so tired I could barely drag myself to my room. How I managed I really don't remember. But I had the satisfaction of knowing that the party had ended on a high note for me. I slept soundly that night (mostly on my stomach, I can assure you) and didn't even bother to wake Cigi for breakfast. I snuck down to the lobby for some quick food and happened to run into my two cohorts from the night before. They asked if I wanted to go to IHOP with them but I had to decline since I had to get packed for the trip home.
I was sorry to see this party end. It was really a great party, made all the better by the appearance of one of my favorite tops. Hopefully, it won't be two months before I blog again.