Read the first post here.

For those who don’t know, Spanky Hawkins is an event where the tops (and some of the bottoms) dress up in costumes or uniforms, and the bottoms come in and choose who spanks them. It’s understood that the top will generally say yes, and it will be a relatively small spanking, lasting fewer than five minutes, and bottoms will not be bared except in occasional circumstances. As I’ve mentioned in the past. I don’t count someone to be on my Hit List unless I’ve spanked them for a full minute, but fortunately that wasn’t a problem at this event. Here are the spankings I gave:

Spanking #5: My first victim of the evening was a Dutch woman who is somewhat of a regular at spanking parties. We’d never played together before, but she makes it a point to get spanked by as many people as possible when she’s at a Spanky Hawkins event. Since it was right at the beginning, we started out light.

Spanking #6: Partner 1 found me — dressed as a schoolgirl, since she had “detention” after the event — and I lifted her skirt to spank her on her panties.

Spanking #7: Last year at Lone Star, Partner 1 and I met a woman who I think I called “B” in a previous post. She was at Lone Star this year, and she got a spanking as well. (All of these Spanky Hawkins spankings were with my hand, by the way; I brought my small paddle, just in case, but didn’t end up using it. However, some folks did use implements.)

Spanking #8: Assaulted Peanut, also dressed in her schoolgirl best, ended up over my lap next. I always forget how tall she is, and I’m always surprised when I see her. (She’s six feet tall, by the way.)

Spanking #9: I’d had an interview with the Spanko Podcast the previous night, and maybe that’s why Sky of said podcast came to me for a spanking. Or maybe she just wanted me to spank her. I wasn’t going to complain.

Spanking #10: A pro spanking model, Kiki Cali, approached me and asked if I’d like to spank her. She was wearing a onesie, so her panties weren’t revealed, but she went over my lap just the same.

Spanking #11: Another woman we met at last year’s Lone Star, who has since become a good friend of ours, found me and I spanked her. This was the only time we got to play during the course of the weekend, but she comes to Atlanta often enough that I’m sure I’ll get more chances in the future.

Spanking #12: One of the women we shared the registration table with was pointed in my direction by Partner 1, and she was very pleased to be spanked by both myself and the other gentleman P1 recommended. We made tentative plans to get together the next night for a more thorough session.

Spanky Hawkins went on for quite a while, and around 5:30 I had to head up to get my items and set up for the vendor preview, which occurred during dinner. I had a pretty small table on Friday night, but then, I’d only requested one. I thought it would be enough. I was not correct.

Spanking #13

Lone Star has a dungeon on Friday and Saturday nights. P1 and I checked the hospitality suite after dinner, but it was way too busy, so we decided we’d hit the dungeon instead. Definitely fewer people there, although the lighting made it hard to see what I was doing. Still, I got P1 mostly naked over a spanking bench and spanked her with pretty much everything in my bag (paddle, evil stick, bath brush, spoon, hairbrush, floggers, canes, tawse) as well as my hand. We finished up with (I believe) six swats from the scene-ender paddle, and then some cuddles before we headed back to our room. P1 had offered me the option to go to the hospitality suite, but she was pretty tired, so she was going to lie down, and maybe join me later. She ended up falling asleep and by the time I came back from the suite (not having spanked anyone), she was ready for me to join her for more sleepies.

Spanking #14

Saturday brought the vendor fair, which seemed to be more lightly-attended than the previous year’s. It also brought me a new table setup; I asked Sarah Gregory, who runs the event, if I could have a second table, and she moved me across the room to a place where I could spread out. I talked to a lot of people, and watched a lot of people get spanked (I was right across from the spanking booth), and froze my butt off — it was cold in there!

Partner 1 and I each got a new toy at the fair. She got a purple wooden stick/cane that matches her motherfucker (which I have to write about at some point) from Kink Works, and I got a heavy tawse from Quality Control that Ouch.uk.com was reselling. I generally don’t buy new implements at events, but sometimes I can’t say no.

Of course, neither of these implements were on the table yet; I stuck to the usual suspects in my bag as I headed off to the male/male spanking event. It was only an hour long, so there wasn’t a ton of time to play, and after taking a few licks from a Hot Wheels track (less than a minute so I don’t count it), I ended up in a side room with the gentleman with whom I’ve been trading spankings for several parties now. The plan was for me to spank him the next evening, so we just did a light (for him) session, which still hurt quite a lot. He hit me with a couple of different leather implements, and he got a lot of ouches, even through my shorts. (I was wearing new, tighter shorts specifically to be spanked in. And no, there are no photos.) The spanking lasted about twenty minutes, and I was quite sore afterward. This turned out to be my only bottoming scene of the weekend.

Spanking #15

After dinner, I was supposed to meet up with Spankee #12, but she wasn’t feeling it, so we decided it would be best to play some other time. Meanwhile, I had an appointment with N at 11:00, which we moved up to 9:30. We didn’t get a chance to play at TASSP earlier in the year, except for a brief meeting at Spanky Hawkins, and we were both looking forward to the scene. This time we were just spanking for fun, not for catharsis, so once she was over my lap I spanked the seat of her (relatively chaste) panties. She’s always very complimentary about my hand spanking technique, which I appreciate hearing. Following the hand, I used my original tawse as well as the new one, although I couldn’t use the new one quite as heavily because it’s a much more intense implement. I then got her good with the Pro Kadima beach paddle (which doesn’t hurt as much as one might think) before asking her if her panties could come down. We trust each other — it’s hard to do a cathartic spanking scene without trust — so after giving her some more hand spanks and another set with the tawse, I settled in to spank her bare bottom hard with my hand again. She was quite red when we finished. The scene ended a little before I thought it would, but apparently she had plans later in the evening that she had to get to.

I went to the hospitality suite for a few minutes, but after a few conversations it became clear that I was quite tired and I wasn’t going to get to do any more spanking that night, so I went back to the room, where Partner 1 and I went to sleep.