Well, TASSP 2023 is in the books, and I had a phenomenal time — even better than last year!

Oh, and speaking of last year, here’s last year’s posts, if you’d like to see how that party went:

• Introduction
• Day Two
• My experience bottoming
• Day Three
• N’s spankings
• My first M/M experience
• Final reflections

Now, on with the show, which begins with me, Partner 1 (herein referred to as P1), and Partner 1’s nesting partner (herein referred to as NP1), taking a 12-hour drive from Atlanta to the Dallas area. Let me just tell you now: if you can ever avoid doing a 12-hour drive in one day, avoid it. It was interminable. The company was great, but the drive sucked. We arrived late Wednesday night and since Wednesday is my date night with P1, she spent the night in my hotel room. We had some very satisfying oral sex and cuddled together the rest of the night.

On Thursday I woke up early, as I tend to do whenever I’m at a party, and we (P1, NP1, and me) went out to breakfast and then Walmart so we could pick up essentials. I somehow managed to spend over $100. Back at the hotel, we went down to the pool where we hung out with Assaulted Peanut and her pack before finally going upstairs to shower. I gave P1 a nice spanking with my hand and a new wooden spoon (that she bought me, knowing it would be her bottom that gets attention from it), and then we went down to register for the party. After registration, I met up with some friends and they introduced me to #94 on my hit list. In my room I spanked her over my knee with my hand and a paddle, and I used some straps on her as well. On Thursday night you really shouldn’t overdo it, so I didn’t, but she was happily humming inside and out when we finished.

Later that evening, after dinner (we went out to the restaurant across the street — “we” being P1, NP1, and a lovely young woman I’ll call B who I met at Lone Star last year), we went up to the hospitality suites. Somehow — it didn’t take much work — B corralled us into a room and she spanked P1 for a bit while we watched B’s metamour get her first-ever spanking. Even through her jeans, the metamour still had marks. Following that I spanked P1 over my knee, just with my hand but it’s always a fun time, and then she went off to bed. I, meanwhile, hung out in the suite a bit longer; I was going to meet up with “Sheera” (not her real name) to get to know each other and discuss doing a more involved scene a little later in the party.

As it turned out, Sheera had already had a rather intense session before she got to me. How do I know? Because after we talked a bit, she took down her jeans and went over my knee so she could experience a spanking from me prior. I feel it’s always important to do a “get to know you” spanking before doing a bigger scene, especially if said scene is going to involve power exchange. Anyway, that spanking went quite well, and we agreed we would do a scene together later in the weekend. Sheera, by the way, was #95 on the hit list. (Did I manage to get to 100 at TASSP? You’ll just have to wait and see!)

And then, finally, my long-distance partner (herein referred to as LDP) arrived. Her flight was delayed by about an hour, and then her ride got lost — twice — on the way back to the hotel. I don’t blame him; the HOV express lanes on I-635 can be confusing to those who haven’t experienced them before. But here she was, and it was glorious to see her again. We last saw each other in April. Long-distance relationships are very difficult, but we committed to making it work, and we renewed that commitment before going to sleep. (Oral sex was involved. It was wonderful.)