Kinky Christmas

Last night we went to our local munch group's Christmas party, and it was a hoot.   We were in a new location which allowed us to play, get naked, and pretty much do whatever we wanted.  There was a kinky gift exchange, the kind where everyone draws a number, and #1 picks first, then #2 can steal the first gift opened or go to the pile and pick a wrapped one. As usual, it got extremely hilarious, this time because no one wanted the butt plug shaped like the president.  You have to love a country with this much freedom of expression, right?


Obuma plug
 

We have two new paddles!  Master was one of the lucky ones in the trading/stealing gifts game and ended up keeping a lovely wooden paddle.   Also, I surpised him with his Christmas present- a long thin, wavy paddle of the style that he had been lusting after from the same maker, Paddles of Distinction.  Those paddles works of art, and so nice and whacky.   Beautiful and functional.  I really do appreciate fine woodworking.  


Paddles of Distinction


Both of the paddles got a good workout at the party, as well as many other implements of
ksst-whackage.

Right after the gift exchange Master told me I had to take the paddle around and offer it to anyone who wanted to try it out on me.   Being the introvert that I am, this was not easy even though I knew everyone there.  Most of them accepted his offer to spank me with the paddle, some gave just few taps and some very enthusiastically.  
  I was pretty spaced out.  People commented on it.  I must have had a goofy look on my face afterward.