Sign of a good weekend..

We had a fantastic weekend !!!!!!!!!! So much so that I think it will take 2 posts just to bring you all up to date !

BUT 

I have to tell you about Saturday first.  There was a private BDSM conference that just happened to be happening the same weekend - same city - same everything!!  I wrote and got permission from the wonderful folks organizing it for W and I to attend a workshop on caning.  It was something i wanted to learn more about.. cause (cheeky grin) then I could tell W how he was doing it ALL wrong.  ( i am such a good subbie )

I made a mental note of the time of the workshop - 1:00 - so we planned to arrive in the fair city by noon - grab a quick bite to eat - then head on to the workshop.  Plans - and all the things that can go wrong....... 


We got to the restaurant for our quick bite - at 12:10 - told the waitress we were in a massive huge hurry......... and managed to get to the conference with about 2 minutes to spare.


EXCEPT 


The one workshop we had signed up for was ............. at 3:30


Bad subbie........ bad bad subbie.

Fast forward 2 1/2 hours - (cause I will tell you all about that tomorrow) and there we were sitting front and center (so to speak) at the caning workshop.  The Instructor asked for a volunteer he would use later on in the course... and W nudged me (so hard I nearly fell off my chair) so I reluctantly raised my hand ( now if you believe i was reluctant you really DON'T know me very well )  And I got picked (colour me surprised - for real !!)


Fast forward again - about 30 minutes into the workshop........ and it is time for me to make my grand debut as a Demo dummy ......... (my expression !!)


I stripped down as far as I was comfortable - which really boils down to bra and panties.. 2 seconds on the table and I was minus the bra.  And then it started...... we had agreed I would say "stop" if it got too much - despite the fact my safe word is "stopmotherfucker" (not)


I had a nice lil warm up and was getting all relaxed and enjoying the experience tremendously - but wishing he would ramp it up a bit... the body was yelling MORE MORE MORE.  


The instructor leaned into me and whispered in my ear - "are you doing ok?" my answer "yup doing fine... you can ramp it up anytime now"........ his answer " oh yeah?? ok then".


And we were off and running so to speak.  There was some bantering back and forth between myself and the audience - and at one point I uttered a loud SHIT after a particularly hard strike.... and then a couple of times I mouthed "motherfucker" which elicited more than a few laughs........ 


BUT then it got serious........... and i got serious........ and wow........ what a ride!!!  The audience got dead quiet - sensing He and I weren't fooling around anymore - and at one point - after a seriously hard hit - i heard someone gasp.


Then He told me to count off the last 10 strokes....... the first few were easy enough........ "one Sir .. thank you Sir...... two Sir thank you Sir" and somewhere around 6 the words were harder and harder to get out.......... by 10 I am not sure if I said the "thank you Sir"...... and then it was over...... 


I sat up gingerly - a little lightheaded... and W was right there - waiting for the hand off.. i felt warm and fuzzy seeing W's face ............. 


And then I got up and moved off the table - that's when I knew I had some serious marks....... serious marks !!!  W ran off to get his camera (I didn't even think about the protocol of that............ BUT I wanted pictures and I wanted them NOW) 


Wanna see?? huh?? huh?? do you?? ok.. seeing as you asked (cheeky grin)

and that dear friends - is the "sign of a good weekend"