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By Fireman Chris, September 30, 2008 5:33 PM

The other day, I was driving around in my fire department truck. I was on a service road, very little traffic, but quite a few pedestrians, so was driving carefully.

I came around a bend and saw a young couple, college age, on the side of the road. They were talking as they walked, and the young lady, not looking where she was going, stepped out in front of me. Now, I was at least 15-20 feet away from them, going slow. But the young man immediately reached out, grabbed her firmly by the wrist and pulled her back out of my path. I went by and smiled and nodded at them.

The look he had on his face was the same look I often have when Sparkle does something unsafe and is about to get her backside warmed.

The young lady did look a bit nervous too.

Perhaps.

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This past weekend, Sparkle and I took the princes to a local amusement park. If Sparkle’s reading this, I’m sure she thinks she knows where this is going, but no, I’m not going to write about the hundred or so local cheerleaders from various schools who were there for a special event.

We were walking along the park, and I spied a couple, probably about our age. The male half had one of those inflatable hammers they sell at such places…the kind with a squeaker in the end so that when you hit something, it squeaks. As we approached, he was hitting his wife/fiance/girlfriend/whatever with it on her arm, and she had a rather bemused look on her face.

As we passed, I glanced over and he was no longer hitting her arm. He was hitting somewhere else that I rather approved of.

I mentioned this to Sparkle sotto voce, and she replied “Much better choice.”

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Also this past weekend, Sparkle and I got a babysitter for the day and went out for some grown-up time. We had originally considered going to the Folsom Street Fair, but since our sitter couldn’t stay long enough, we just went to the mall instead.

Driving home, she was talking to her brother on the cell phone and both were rather surprised when I blurted out “Did you see that naked woman on the side of the road?”

OK, she wasn’t naked, but her backside definitely was. It was just a glimpse, but I know naked female buttocks when I see them. I think she was squatting next to her car peeing, but she’d positioned herself such that, accidentally or purposely, approaching traffic had a nice view of her derriere.

I’m guessing it was a bit of exhibitionism, but who am I to say.

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By Fireman Chris, September 25, 2008 8:02 PM

I’d planned to write this a few weeks ago, shortly after the Shadow Lane party, but life got in the way.

As Bridget shared on her blog, she caned me at the party.

She not only caned me, but she did so very well, and then proceeded to beat me with pretty much anything else she could get her hands on. And I liked it very much.

Let me take a step back here.

I really and truly identify myself as a Top, or when it comes to Sparkle’s and my relationship, even a Dom. That is the predominant part of my personality: its what I fantasize about doing, its the role I take on nine times out of ten and its really what I consider myself to be. I love being the one in control, be it spanking or other fun, and I find myself feeding off of that energy.

But even though I don’t identify myself as a switch, there are times when I enjoy switching, and certain people I enjoy doing so with.

My friend Wednesday wrote something similar on her blog recently, in the vein of what she calls her Multiple Scene Identity Disorder, specifically in the part where why she identifies masochistic side, yet continues to label herself as a Top.

“I list myself as a top on this blog and at spanking parties at this point because I have run into people with terminal Dom’s disease once too many times. Give me a decent sadist or better yet a switch any day. They will have fun with me and not treat me like a submissive later. I *loathe* being treated like a submissive out of scene. It is the quickest way for someone to tick me off. So I tend to guard that part of my identity for a select few Tops who are clueful enough to give me what I need without reading more into it than what is there. I do it for fun, to get high on my own endorphins, and occasionally I do it as a rite of passage or for a catharsis.”

I couldn’t have said it better myself. For me, switching is more about the physical side of things than the mental. I can be submissive in the scene, but, like Wednesday, I don’t want that role to creep outside of it. Or rather, I don’t want others making assumptions and trying to put me into that role, because its likely to have the very opposite effect.

After Bridget had caned me, I was talking with her, and I told her that I didn’t think I could ever really enjoy being spanked by a true Top or Domme. Strange as this may sound, I best like being spanked most by those who identify themselves as bottoms/subs, or true switches. I think part of that is my sense of justice: if I spank you, I can’t really object if you want to spank me sometime. Plus, its kinda fun at a fantasy level to think about having the tables turned like that unwillingly.

I think more so, however, its something of a defense mechanism for me. I feel comfortable in that a bottom or sub, who in a similar fashion to me may like switching occasionally, is less likely to try to exert dominance over me outside of a scene. And, if they do, I can always put them over my knee and show them the error of their ways.

So back to my scene with Bridget.

For those who know her (and those who don’t can get an idea from the picture below or her FetLife profile), she’s a fairly little thing. If you read her blog, you know that she’s not only a submissive, but a collared slave.

I spanked her for the first time at last year’s party, which was great fun. Before that same party, knowing my occasional switching interests, she also told me that she’d enjoy seeing me get spanked sometime. I did get spanked last year (by my dear friend Mija) and we had planned for Bridget to watch this scene, but unfortunately, it didn’t work out.

At this year’s party, Bridget expressed an interest in learning how to cane, and my same dear friend Mija became the willing subject for the lesson, taught by her husband Pablo.

Shortly after said lesson, the three of them ended up in the suite Sparkle and I shared with Iris and M. Mija informed us that Bridget was quite a gifted student when it came to using the cane…and an accurate one at that.

Bridget informed us that she wanted to cane someone else…and looked at me.

I’d been drinking a bit of excellent Scotch at that point, and feeling rather brave and willing to experiment, I grinned and said “Sure!”.

A few moments later, I found myself over the end of a bed, and discovered just how quickly Bridget had learned to wield a cane.

As Mija had said, she was very accurate too. I’ve not played with canes (on either side) much myself, but I’ve watched others enough to know its hard to lay straight strokes, to not wrap the tip and to just generally not give a bad stroke every so often.

I don’t recall feeling a single bad stroke from Bridget, and as you can see, the welts she left were practically all parallel to each other.

A bit later, after we’d all been talking for awhile, I was teasing Iris about something…counting up infractions for some misbehavior. I happened to be laying cuddled up against Bridget during this (enjoying the afterglow of both the cane and the Scotch) and she informed me that perhaps I should receive the number of strokes I was counting for her.

I grinned and said something along the lines of “Bring it on.”

Good thing I’d been warmed up with the cane.

I found myself over the end of the couch, and Bridget began wielding things other than a cane. Such as a heavy leather strap. And a paddle or two. I honestly lost track, but M was gleefully handing her things from his toybag for her to try on me while the rest of our friends watched and cheered her on.

By the end, I was in that endorphin-fogged blissful state that serious players know well. It was a strange feeling for me…I rarely ever play with that intensity, and while I’ve seen “the bliss” in others (and even brought it about with partners a few times), I think it may be the first time I’d really experienced it.

Sparkle basically had to lead me off to the bedroom and tuck me into bed before rejoining our friends in the other room. And I think I was asleep before she closed the door.

Of course, then next morning I was back to my toppy self and ended up with Bridget across my lap making sure she was suitably warm for her plane flight home.

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By Fireman Chris, September 20, 2008 9:16 AM

Another batch of new blogs.

• Emma Enchanted – Emma’s commented on Sparkle’s blog, and is a friend of mine on FetLife. Go read her Morning Pleasures post. Trust me.
• New to Spanking – Eliane’s a friend of ours from the UK on Kate James’ Young Spankos forum. I’m going to have to scold her for not telling me she had a blog, however.
• Miss Wednesday’s Lines – Wednesday and D have been friends on the Shadow Lane chat for a bit and got to meet them at the party last month.
• Hermione’s Heart – MySpace friend, commenter and all-around kinky woman.

Happy reading.

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By Fireman Chris, September 18, 2008 9:49 PM

As some of you know, I finally got home from Texas last night. And it is good to be home.

Without going into too many details, the trip was somewhat frustrating because my team really didn’t get to do a lot. All in all, that’s a good thing, because the level of injury was much lower than expected and we weren’t needed to provide as much medical care. We also went out originally when it looked like Ike was going to hit Florida, and since it changed track, there was a lot of waiting to see where it was going to finally hit.

We did go out on a couple of assignments, helped with some evacuations; but mostly, we sat around waiting to be called and finally got sent home. Hence the frustration. It’s not that we wanted people to be hurt just so we could help them, but sitting around a hotel just waiting when you’re away from family is hard.

Still, we were there if needed and ready to help. And that feels good in and of itself.

I did have one startle on the trip. During our travels around Texas, I saw this sign on the building next to one of our hotels.

Sadly, they sold farming equipment, not anything more interesting.

There were a lot of bullwhips around the gift shops we visited though.

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By Fireman Chris, September 13, 2008 11:56 AM

Yes, I know I said I was going to Florida. But Ike apparently didn’t read the plan.

I’m currently in Dallas, doing well and waiting for a new assignment. My team’s been various places in Texas over the past few days and are currently in a hotel here waiting to be sent out again.

We’re just starting to see the outer bands of the storm here…some rain and wind, but nothing too extraordinary. As hurricanes do, Ike lost a lot of power as soon as it hit land. We’ll probably see some heavy rain/wind tonight, but we’re all safe here.

Thank you to everyone for the good thoughts and prayers, and special thanks to those who have been there for Sparkle during my absence. That really means a lot to me.

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By Fireman Chris, September 4, 2008 11:54 PM

Well, my plans for writing more regularly just got put on hold…at least for the next couple of weeks.

I just got notified that I’m going to Florida with my disaster response team in preparation for Hurricane Ike. Don’t know how long I’ll be gone, but probably a couple weeks.

See you all when I get back.

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By Fireman Chris, September 4, 2008 5:17 PM

Like many others, including my lovely wife, I’ve been trying to put together an appropriate “after action report” from the Shadow Lane party.

Last year, if you remember, I started a multiple-entry review and never got past part one. Thankfully, this year we’re not selling a house, but I thought I’d try something different.

So here it is, my Top Ten list (in no particular order) of the great things about this year’s party. Some of these will probably be expanded on in subsequent entries.

10) Seeing old friends

Too many to name everyone, but did get to spend some time with some of my closest kinky friends, of course: Mija and Pablo, Iris and M, Bridget, Librarygirl, Erica Scott and J, Radagast and Sandy, Bob the DJ and kitty (of Kitty’s Exotic Paddles). Many, many more as well.

And of course, our wonderful hosts: Tony Elka, Eve Howard and Butch Simms of Shadow Lane.

9) Getting to meet new friends (part 1): fellow bloggers.

Got to meet quite a few folks from the blogosphere at this year’s party. A few of them I’ve known through the blogs for some time, others are new (and added to my links).

• Todd and Suzy of American Spanking Society. They were at last year’s party and Sparkle briefly met them, but I never got the chance. That changed this year, and as you can see for yourself on their blog, Suzy got a spanking from a fireman…in uniform.
• Mr. Shiny of Shiny Stuff. I met Shiny first on Kate James’ Young Spankos forum, but read his blog as well. Like my wife, he’s a Hoosier who’s relocated to California. This was his first party, and from the sound of his bloggings, he enjoyed it.
• Kat of Katisms: Ramblings of an überbrat. Somehow, I’ve missed connecting with her on MySpace until recently, but she’s a very fun person and definitely an überbrat.
• Indiana. She doesn’t write a blog of her own, but she does comment on both mine and Sparkle’s. She joined us for awhile at our dinner table Saturday night, and we had a great conversation. And then some other stuff happened that she can share in a comment if she’s so inclined.
• Jenni Mack of My Dirty Little Secret. One of my few regrets of the weekend was not getting to spend more time with Jenni and get to know her better, because she is a lovely young woman in every sense of the word. I did, however, get to watch her get a spanking from Miss Chris (who she starred with in SL’s Mischief Makers 3, along with Sarah Gregory..and after watching their scene, I’m definitely buying the movie!).
• Richard Windsor. I’ve known the name for years, but never really had any contact with him. And then he was one of the first people I met in Todd and Suzy’s room Thursday night. What a great guy, and a new friend.

Getting to meet new friends (part 2): other SL members and FetLifers.

I don’t go into the SL members chatroom as often as I’d like, but I do have a fair number of friends in there, and got to meet several of them for the first time this year. Wednesday and dana, Crowe, Uncle David, MagicSteve (see #6 below), Michael and kate, Mr. Overknee and Bad Dog, Shaymus, Bill Sova, dee…I’m sure I’m forgetting some.

I’m also, as you know, fairly active in FetLife, and met a couple people from there. Socalcind, Abi and Audrey (who were selling their respective videos from Dallas Spanks Hard and who are starting their own enterprise called Spank That Brat).

7) Hearing “Oh, I love your blog!” from people I didn’t expect.

Wow, I had no idea how many people read this blog. OK, I have something of an idea because I do use Stat Counter, but still, there was a surprising number of people who told me that over the course of the weekend.

Hopefully I can do a bit better with writing more regularly.

6) Watching the invisible Leprechaun give a spanking.

No, I wasn’t drunk. There’s a fellow who attends the party by the name of MagicSteve, who as you can probably imagine, is a magician and does some wonderful tricks and card forces.

If you ever meet him, I highly suggest you ask him about the invisible Leprechaun…all you need is a willing backside for him to demonstrate on.

5) Watching a new couple get introduced to the scene.

I don’t even know their names, but at every suite party I went to, I saw her over somebody’s lap, with her boyfriend/fiance/husband/whomever watching. And she apparently gave a few spankings herself.

And they weren’t even there for the party. No, they were a local couple spending a Friday night at the casino and decided to ask what was going on to one of the party goers. When they heard “spanking party”, they said, “Hey, we’re into that!” and off they went.

I have a feeling we’ll be seeing them again next year.

4) Giving my first spanking in a suite party.

The past two years, I’ve only played in private. This year, I got to spank a certain naughty girl who’d been teasing me in the SL chatroom for the past few weeks…at one of the suite parties. Interestingly, shortly after her spanking was done, Jenni Mack got spanked on the very same bed during the scene she so eloquently described on her blog.

3) Watching my wife get her first caning.

Sparkle mentioned it on her blog, and will most likely write more about it soon, but our good friend M gave her a very nice introductory caning. As she discussed shortly after last year’s party, canes have always been a particular horror to her due to a bad experience (not involving her directly) from the past. Over the last year, however, she’s been trying to get up her nerve to experience it, and she said to me on Saturday morning, “I asked M to cane me tonight.”

He is really very good at caning, and he did a great job keeping her calm through the scene. It wasn’t her favorite thing in the world, but she made it through it, and I’m very proud of her.

Of course, then M turned around and taught Bridget how to use a cane, which brings me to…

2) Getting caned by Bridget.

Yes, I’m a top. And yes, I like getting spanked myself occasionally. I really don’t consider myself a switch, but I do switch sometimes.

And Bridget certainly learned well from M’s lessons and decided she wanted to demonstrate those skills on yours truly. And trust me, she did. She’s written about it as well, and I’m going to write more about it (yes, with pictures) another time.

1) Getting to be an adult for a weekend.

What can I say? There’s something totally energizing about being around a group of like-minded people and not having to hide that which is a big part of who I am.

And, we definitely needed some grown-up time together. I spanked Sparkle every morning (which is my favorite time to do so), I fucked her every morning (ditto) and we showered together most every day (you would too if you could see the size of the shower we had).

We shared a suite with Iris and M and their (and now our) friend Lily, which was great. We didn’t hold a suite party, but just having the space to hang-out with them and our other friends was fantastic, and by mutual decision will be repeated next year.

So there it is: my Shadow Lane Top Ten list. Coming back to reality is hard, but I’m glad to have this chance to spend a weekend of fantasy and fun every year.