Want to learn something about what it is like to attend a Crimson Moon spanking party? Well, look no further than these short, and some not so short, favorite memories from actual members:
Being one of the old biddies at CM, one my favs is Vince's "Take Pictures" lines, said frequently at parties.
MoonMan paying Sarahnade $5 to let Imlx spank her - one of those you would have had to been there...
Big Jim on the spanking bench!
When the old Purple Hotel scheduled a children's party in the room next to ours. We had to be quiet until after 10!!
It was pajama party night. We had most of the top 2 floors booked to CM members. I had just arrived and was riding the elevator up to my room. There was a group of teenaged soccer players staying at the hotel and elevator riding was recreation to the boys. At the time it was taboo to hang out in the hallways of the hotel so I wasn't too concerned that the two teens would be subjected to any of our activities when they didn't get off the elevator at the 3rd floor. Ding, 4th floor, door opens to Vince sporting a manly plaid robe and on his arm, a willowy, thin, lady wearing the most completely see through nighty I've ever seen. Attempting to block the view of the young men, I said "you can't get on this elevator." Vince stepping forward, and me blocking him and her from gaining entrance, "give her your robe!" At which he promptly tore open his robe and flashed me his naked body! Shaking my head and laughing, I hit the close door button and told them to wait for the next elevator. I must have chuckled to myself for hours. You never know what lurks around the next corner.
Ticket= $50
Room= $89
Mike catching me naked in the pool... Priceless.
My first party July 2008. London Tanner showing me proper caning technique for use on CheryKay and others.
Among my faves: My very first party in March of '94. My plane got in early, so I checked in at the hotel and went looking for people. I ended up sitting on the floor, waiting, with Mark the Shark, who was also attending his first party. Suddenly, Mike walks in with bags of stuff, looks down at us and growls, "you waiting for the party?" We kind of nodded, yes, and he said, "go downstairs and grab some stuff," which we did. And that was the start of a weekend that changed my life. My "Scene" wedding to T, which came a few months after our actual wedding. We had almost the entire party crowded into the suite where the ceremony was being held (we have a video of this somewhere). When it came to the "love, honor, obey" part, things got twisted around as the person officiating demanded proof I would obey T, and I suddenly found myself over her lap in front of the entire assemblage, all of whom were cheering her on as she WAILED away on my ass with a hairbrush. It was all hysterically funny!
Can't recall which hotel...about 20 of us were watching Sam from Indianapolis taking care of one of my bottom friends. Being the helpful onlooker, I pointed out how she was yawning, tying his shoelaces together, etc, etc, and rather enjoyed the reactions of both. Wanting to share the joy, she happily traded places with me... and damned if I didn't get the giggles. The harder Sam hit, the more I laughed... one implement after the other came out of his enormous bag! And all I could do was giggle and laugh. Finally, the only thing left was the empty bag. He had her load everything back in the bag... zipped it closed... then spanked me with the bag! At this point all 20-some of us were laughing hysterically and passing the Kleenex to wipe the tears from all the merriment!
I would have to say I have 2, the first was the kindness everyone showed me when I came to my first party, with Bells Palsy and a face that didn't move and all of you acted like it was nothing. Even though I am not a spanko, you have made me part of your family and I love starting each and every one of you on fire. The second was auctioning off Big Jim spankings, he thought that none of you would ever pay to see him get spanked. I smile through tears at this happy memory, and I know that he secretly thought it was pretty cool.
I remember my first party at the hotel that changed names several times on Mannheim Rd. I was scared beyond belief, but after I gave that first spanking I was over it. That is when I first met Vince, Mike, Bonnie, a couple of young ladies from Detroit, and a few women that were also at their first spanking party. The party room was on the top floor. A good time was had by all. I also remember the seven other hotels that followed including the infamous Purple. Lots of fond memories over the years.
My favorite story still has to be the time we shared the hotel we were at with a group of nuns. I must admit I don't remember who this happened to, but I'm sure somebody else will recall the name. As usual, we had our name tags with the colored dots and the words "Crimson Moon". A few of our people were on the elevator when several nuns got on with them. One of them looked at the name tags and asked, "What's Crimson Moon?" One of the men told her, "It's an astronomy group." And just as he was mentally patting himself on the back for some quick thinking, the oldest nun in the group looked at him and said, "You're not fooling us, son. You're with that spanking party."
1. Meeting the Doublemint Twins at my first party when I was not only by myself but had to arrive late on Friday night. They were super friendly, went out of their way to introduce me to everyone, including Big Jim.
2. Spending hours with Big Jim, talking and hanging out, and laughing and on rare occasions, spanking.
3. Evil Morgan and Suburban Spanker double-strapping me.
4. Getting little messages in our "mailboxes" -- that feature is one thing I love about CM because if you're shy about asking someone to play you can do it this way. I don't know any other party that does that. (I have a little love note that Rad left in my mailbox a couple years ago. I keep it in my wallet.)
5. Alex's complete and scary transformation when he started speaking Russian during a spanking.
6. Hanging out for hours and hours with my family.
It was my first CM party and besides all the usual goings-on (which took some getting used to), Yoni and Tasha were having their spanko wedding ceremony. As Yoni mentions, somehow he ended up over her knee getting whaled on. After the usual Yoni-style wise-assery and backtalk, he finally stopped talking for a while. And then Tasha gave him a really good one with the hairbrush. Yoni protested: "What was that for?" Tasha's answer: "You were BREATHING sarcastically!" No doubt he was....
Hooking my heels into a high'ish stool while paddling Ten in the ballroom one night.... Realizing her squirming was going to topple us, and experiencing it in sloooooooowwwww mooooooooo while I could do nothing about it. Continuing to wrestle paddle her on the ground until my back seized!!! Had to cancel filming and spend Sunday in bed, but that was priceless and completely unforgettable!!
Finding my stuffie "Meatball" hanging from a hotel cart in my room. He had a sad suicide note attached to him that was simply signed "woof".
Doing a little's Spanking scene with Richard Windsor, after administering 2 well smacked bottoms to Betty Crocker and myself, he read us a story as "Uncle Richard", in which he referred to Elmo as "that little fuck face."
The time we lost power at the hotel, someone actually asked "does anyone have candles?" Really? With all to BDSMers who are also spankos?