Monday didn’t go quite the way I planned. I was hoping to meet up with everyone that I hadn’t yet spanked but who’d expressed interest in doing a scene. Unfortunately, I missed out on a couple, but I did give two final spankings.

Spanking #32

Last year at Oasis, I gave a Monday spanking to a well-known (in the party circuit) spankee. She’s the physically smallest person I’ve spanked in a long time, so I have to adjust my style a little bit; she can take a lot, but there’s less of her body to spank. By Monday she’d been spanked out, and she had an area of New Skin on one cheek. She requested that I go lightly, so of course I did; I also offered to flog her back, which I did last year as well, and she accepted. She stripped down to just her panties (I turned around to protect her modesty until she was laying — lying — whatever –down on the bed), and I spanked her lightly with my left hand — my right was hurting from the crack in my skin. Then I switched to the floggers and started gently but firmly laying strokes on her shoulders and upper back. She requested I flog her entire body, so I did; my lighter, blue floggers can be used gently, so I was able to flog her entire back side, from shoulders all the way to calves. I hit her a little harder in the safe spots — shoulders and backside — before switching to my heavier green flogger. She didn’t like this one as much on her shoulders, but she appreciated the way it felt on her ass, and I went a bit harder there before going back to the blue ones. We played for about half an hour, chatting the whole time, and then we hugged and said goodbye until the next time.

Spanking #33

I was supposed to meet up with Spankee #7 after that to do a full scene, but she had to beg off; she has a condition that makes her very tired if she overexerts herself, and going out to a long lunch had done that. Instead, I got in touch with Spankee #4, who’d requested another scene; we were going to do it a little later in the day, but why not now? He came by my room and after we talked a little and negotiated what we were going to do (a fun spanking, no role-play or anything), he pulled down his shorts and underwear and went over my lap. He stayed there through a hand spanking (I put some Neosporin and a band-aid on my cracked skin, and it made it possible for me to use my hand), as well as a lot of swats with the thin paddle, some with the hairbrush, some with the bath brush, some with the spoon, and some with the paddle stick. He’s pretty squirmy and gets very “I’m sorry, I’m sorry” when things start to hurt, but overall we had a good time together. He was able to take ten swats with the scene-ender, in sets of two, but each time he agreed to two more he would berate himself (good-naturedly) about his “bad” choice. He had one small mark when we were done, but he’d told me in advance that he generally doesn’t mark (neither do I) and I wasn’t actively trying to mark him at any rate.

After some hugs and a little more chat, he headed back to his room and I decided to lie down and read for a while, and maybe get some sleep. I didn’t end up napping, but I did go to the Strip with Spankee #10/28, Spankee #21, and someone I spanked at Lone Star last year but who wasn’t able to bottom for me this time. I thought about asking her one final time while we were at dinner, but she was already talking about how her backside couldn’t possibly take anymore due to the condition of her skin, so I refrained. We had an enjoyable time, though, visiting both Paris Las Vegas and The Venetian before coming back to our off-strip hotel. I had planned to do two more scenes that night — one with Spankee #7, who was feeling better, and one with this gentleman, but after hitting the bar for a drink and a snack I realized that I was starting to drop from the party and pre-drop from knowing that I was going home the next day, so I regretfully cancelled my scenes with them, took a shower, and went to bed.

The next day, Tuesday, I went home — a long flight, a long train ride, and a long drive — knowing that I would have to go in to the office on Wednesday. I’d requested to be allowed to work from home, and my interim boss suggested I come in later instead, but that’s not viable — if I come in later, I have to leave later, and if I have to leave later, there’s a chance I won’t be able to pick my dog up on time from doggy daycare. Plus, traffic would be exponentially worse. So I went to work exhausted, and if anyone noticed, they didn’t give me too much shit about it.

Overall, Oasis Labor Day 2023 was a great party. I’d gone into it thinking I might not have as good of a time at the party portion (although I knew I would have an amazing time with my long-distance partner), but that wasn’t the case at all. I spanked a bunch of new people — the Hit List went from 104 to 118, and if more men had wanted to be spanked by a man at the male bottoms’ party, I probably could’ve made 125 — and also spanked plenty of people I already knew and had played with in the past. There are things about Oasis I’m not a huge fan of, but then, there’s always going to be things at every spanking party that don’t please everyone. One thing I will say, though, is that, unlike TASSP, there wasn’t vocal complaining about the fact that bottoms were scarce during some of the role-play events (because they were all at said events). I think Oasis attendees understand that there’s going to be role-play periods and they find things to do, and also Oasis tries to counter-program for at least some of the role-play periods so that those who aren’t attending said events have things to do.

Oasis has two parties yearly — one in February, and one over Labor Day. I don’t think I’ll be able to attend the February party in 2024, but I’m sure I’ll be back for Labor Day next year. If you’ve never gone to a spanking party, Oasis is a good one to start with. You’ll have fun. Trust me. And, hey, if you go over Labor Day weekend, you could probably convince me to spank you.

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