I gotta say it while it’s in my head and no second-guessing myself, even though I’m sure I will edit this a thousand times before I post it and take out anything I think that may embarrass anyone …!

Back home after a fabulous trip to the Oasis Spanking party in Las Vegas. Any of my followers in here will know I’ve been to US national spanking parties before, but this was : a) my first since 2018, b) my first in infamous ‘Shadow Lane’ territory , c) my first with no ties and a huge open mind. In the past I was either married (my husband Michael passed away in 2016 after we had six happy years together) or in some sort of scene relationship, where going away on my own and not being grilled afterwards made it all more awkward. Being completely single makes it easier for me now to enjoy what I always did.

I went with my bestie scene sister @lottieblush who was at her first party. I knew the typical schedule of events but this was new to her,  and once she decided to go my only thought was about how much I wanted her to make new friends and have the bestest times. I had been in a weird low place regarding spanking, and getting myself into situations that were denying myself being totally free and open to just be the girl I am and always was, and not worry about other people’s feelings like I owe anyone shit. It has taken me all of my spanking life to discover that I should put myself first, for my own honesty and health, and and not agree to any ying yangs like an obligation, just because I wanna be fair. Now I am free and single there is nothing I can’t change or walk away from, and anyone else can take care of their own lives if it gets in the way of me being totally happy.

Anyway, back to the party, which i got back from yesterday and am writing with a mix of jetlag, drop and abandonment freedom. I even listened to spanking podcasts last night to learn more about some of the people I connected with, so I can understand why it worked for me with them, however little time we had.

We arrived on Thursday afternoon and sadly missed out on the icebreaker event, but I knew the ‘Roleplay Roulette’ was on our schedule and that’s kinda the best way to make connections and new friends. As we were in the lobby waiting to check in I ran into Piper who I hadn’t seen since TASSP. Having  a huge hug and a quick chat was wonderful but this time I felt it was different, like I was being welcomed back with my people again in my home. In fact that was the outcome of the whole event for me, but let’s not jump to the ending just yet cos’ I’m still going through an arc of emotions and the sequence of events!

After check-in, we chilled in our room and went down to join the evening registration queue where I saw some other familiar faces, and more hugs followed. I snuck a tiny two shot bottle of Cuervo Gold into my luggage (naughty I know) so we had a shot each when we arrived in our room on Thursday, which got us in the mood for meeting people.

I had joined the F/f event in our Telegram group, because I went to one before at TASSP or was it Boardwalk Badness? I think this is a great way to meet other girls and female identifying people to hang out with and discuss who’s hot or not! Also, due to recent awakenings through spankings I was in a new place where my ‘orientation’ label in Fetlife was moving around like a loose cannon. Either way, being with my own gender for a chat felt a warm place to ease into the party mood, and the brilliant ‘Après Ski’ title gave me a chance to put together an outfit. There was some play going on in front of me on the tables, but as I’ve never been a voyeur or liked playing in front of a large group, aside from once at a tiny private BDSM club in Copenhagen when I was stripped naked and spanked by my then mentor and tied up, which I actually didn’t mind (because it was in a totally foreign place where nobody knew me), I didn’t expect to be playing anyway but just seeing who’s who. After that I popped into the open play suites to again see familiar faces and meet others. I was so tired from the travel so just watched a while to get a feel for the layout, before heading to bed after being awake nearly 24 hours.

Friday morning and hardly any sleep and we got into the habit of waking up at 2am and wanting to have coffee. We had nothing on until the afternoon so we headed down to the strip to see the sights. We had both been to Vegas before a long time ago, but a lot has changed. At 4.30 it was ‘Roleplay Roulette’ where Tops (mainly the men) usually dress up and the bottoms (me and others) have to choose who we want to be spanked by. . In the past I broke a party record of the most number of knees I went over in the allotted time (104 I think), but this time as I had not been spanked for ages through choice I needed to pace myself. It was brilliant fun but as I hadn’t been spanked for ages I had to wuss out more than I usually would. Also, I had a shoot in the morning so I only got spanked by around 15 guys I think. It was fabulous fun though and I met up with some friends I hadn’t seen for years, and got to be spanked by them. I wanted more from some people but my super soft skin bottom was already getting sore so I called it a day.

I had met Isabella Dollish last night (Thursday) and we seemed to connect instantly. I had put myself down on the ‘professionals’ thread in the Oasis group as I’m looking to make more movies for my ‘The Trouble with Emma’ series which had been my baby since I became a spanking model. Having semi-retired as a model through conflicting commitments at the time, somehow last year I connected with spankos again. I made more clips and have loved being back in movies, despite having 6 months off again until this party which made me a newbie again in terms of my soft unblemished bottom.

Back to Miss Bella Dollish. I didn’t know much about her but knew I had to work with her and be brave enough to actually make a first move. I read she’s a switch, and into all kinds of heavy BDSM as a Domme mainly for men and has a large fan base of ‘dolls’. As a Swiftie (albeit I crush on Dua Lipa and musically prefer Kacey Musgraves, Colbie Caillat and a lot of established old school Country Rock bands), I know now, (having read up after the party) that within the BDSM scene she’s a superstar so I feel proud of myself that I asked her to be in my films.

We got together early on Saturday morning, because I had the Oasis School of the Arts event to go to at 10.50, which gave us about an hour to set up and shoot. I had written a scenario which meant that I was spanked by my new guardian ‘Auntie Bella’ before school and as I already had my full school uniform on it seemed perfect to fit into the time. We shot a ‘part two’ film which involved a new American ‘Uncle’ being involved, so I could be spanked again after school. Anyway, I will say more in a dedicated future blog posts, but the footage looks good and ‘The Making of All-American Emma’ will be out soon, once I have time to edit and post-produce it after this trip. Here is a rough unfinished screenshot for now :). I hope we can do some more stuff again but realistically know she is super busy in her career and I’m just grateful she gave me her time as a person.

I ran off (literally) to school and just about made it in time. We had to form a line in the corridor and then we were given out schedules (3 classes) and lessons began. I was pretty well behaved in class but was taken to the Dean (Kelley Mae in my case) for discipline because I had skipped a class. I was spanked and given a few swats of the hairbrush, and she was pretty lenient because I already had a sore red bottom from ‘Roleplay Roulette’ and my spanking from my American guardian. I chose Kelley because I had always chosen male Deans the past three schools I attended. Having recently discovered I no longer have a preference for who spanks or is in charge of me and actually feel more comfortable with a female guardian/disciplinarian for reasons I’m still getting my head right on. I am spanked just as hard by a female, if not harder sometimes, but I always feel more of a sense of wanting to do better to be the grown up girl I one day can be, and if I can look up to a role model to admire and not want to cross or let down it means more, and hurts more emotionally if I fail. But hey, I’m rambling, so guys please don’t be put off from spanking me! I have no idea where I am at the moment after Vegas.

In the evening we got dressed up for the black and white Masquerade ball event. I hadn’t worn heels for over 2 years and my feet hurt, until it came back to me “head up, shoulders back, look straight ahead and just do it” after years as a spanking and some as a fashion model tottering around for miles in six inch heels all over Central London for years. I have to act grown up for this and it’s not really me, I’m more of a typical teenager type in sneakers, T-shirt and a day dress, short skirt or joggers. I did it though, in a black dress split at the thigh but I felt totally awkward and just wanted it over with. I did wear a stupid mask but no one else was so it came off super fast, and anyway I’m pretty sure people would recognise me dressed uncomfortably adult. As it happened the tables were laid out and we could sit anywhere. As most were taken we sat with the later arrivals and chatted to be polite. I got bored and we didn’t stay long and headed to the bar for a cocktail and I was thinking “damm, why did we sacrifice happy hour for this?! I don’t drink much and when I have rules set for me I can only have one glass because it really does affect me and I can end up either talking non-stop or crying and wanting my bed.

After the ball we went to the party suites for a final play, but thankfully no one asked me to exhibit myself and it seemed more like couples and regular players there anyway. I’m not a player but perhaps would have gone back to a quiet room like I usually do at parties, which I’m more well used to when I have had private discipline at home.

Sunday came and as we had to check out at 11am, it was final play time and saying goodbyes. Lottie had a couple of appointments and I was glad just to chill and sit in the coffee shop. I was sad to say goodbye and hug my friends older and newer but the dance was over and we had to leave and go home to our lives.

Thanks to the amazing Oasis organising team I was pleasantly surprised that my first west coast party made me feel so much at home. The additional inclusiveness was wonderful and I met the coolest and bravest people with the biggest smiles and personalities. The rooms were fabulous, so much space and now I’m seriously thinking of Labor Day in favour of other events, depending on how much pocket money I can save up and my health. Part of my mission was to help my wonderful sister Lottie have the bestest US party debut time and make a bunch of new contacts and get spanked lots so I hope she is happy now!

Thank you, thank you, and big love to you all, you made it so special for me. I’m awake now and feel reborn again being with family, and I feel more open and free to not overthink things but just go with my head and heart, like I always did before I started to be what I thought people wanted me to and make myself unhappy just to fit in. I’m looking forward to seeing where life takes me now and whatever that’s called I don’t care, happiness matters more 🙂