Spank them and they shall come

Well, maybe. Bill was starting to worry a little bit. Send out invites to the whole world that we're going to have a holiday spankfest down Bill's basement. Some people never respond, some send regrets and some send promises to show up.

Then the mess of having to cancel the Saturday spankfest. And concerns that weather will be a mess.

I've got lists and there were 10 names on the Friday spankfest list. And a couple of guys who said maybe. Mostly it depends on work schedule something like that.

Friday arrived. Got everything set up waiting for arrivals. The e-mail goes bing one, two, three, four times. All cancellations. Getting worried.

It's one o'clock. Is anybody going to show? Larry who lives in Hammond and had only made his first visit a few weeks ago is the first to arrive. He shares some of his kinky tales. Is undressed in no time. Pretty uninhibited guy. And I start spanking away at him. Relaxing for both of us I think. Then the doorbell rings. It's John who is coming the farthest and has been communicating with me for weeks that he's expecting a very hard spanking. One after another the doorbell rings over almost two hours. But we finally get a spankfest group. I think it was seven. Larry and John and Steve and Derek and Frank and Andy and Dave. I think in the end everybody spanked everybody. John got it pretty hard. I made sure of that. Maybe some like Dave got it a little more than he might have expected. And even Bill pulled his pants down and took some spanking. Some payback from Derek whom I abused pretty bad at his last visit when he arrived an hour late.

There were some cookies and Dave even brought salsa which had more kick most of the spankings. Took some effort getting them away from the snacks and taking care of the business at hand. What you here for, guys? This is a spanking party!!!!

Very happy for all the guys who showed up and wish had I had seen more of you.