What Happens On The Mountain Stays On The Mountain

Sort of… Before I get into my party update, I want to preface this with a note about privacy. A lot of people have a lot of different reasons to want their privacy respected in the scene. I want my privacy respected and will show the same respect for others. Anything I talk about here is with consent from the other parties involved and really can’t identify any particular person. In some cases, I’m even using fake names to substitute fake names. So now that we can all feel better about that, let’s go on to the stories.

After months of anticipation, theΒ SCONY Mountain Weekend had arrived. One of my favorite places to be. I figured it would be a very busy weekend for me with all the little side projects I’d had going on prior to arriving, such as the Top 30 Things NOT To Say To A Top countdown. Well, I did have a disclaimer in place. I said that you SHOULDN’T say them! Do you think that helped my case? Yeah, it didn’t.

I was booked for the red-eye to JFK on Wednesday night. My flight was delayed 2 hours because they were missing a screw for the fuel door and couldn’t take off. Nice. We eventually had to get off the plane and board another one that was put together properly and then take off. As if I wasn’t going to be tired enough already. Fortunately it was a direct flight for me for once, so I didn’t have to worry about missing a connecting flight as many others on board did. Despite all that, the thing that some of the New Yorkers were most concerned about was finding out if the Yankees had won that night. They hadn’t, much to fedora hat guy’s dismay. (Seriously, what’s with New Yorkers and fedoras?)

Even 2 hours late, I landed about 8 am on Thursday. Mr. C picked me up and as he was packing I finished making copies of the aforementioned Top 30 Things list that I planned to give to everyone at the weekend. Then we hit the road along with our friend M. We went to a diner where I discovered what “egg cream” was, an interesting drink that has neither eggs or cream in it. You’ll have to get a definition from a New Yorker. After that we were off to the resort. I laugh at the different perceptions of time between East coasters and West coasters, but we got there in under 3 hours and apparently made good time.

I said my hellos and met a lot of new people. We chatted for a while and I got things settled into my room. Our hosts Ms. M and Mr. R arrived a little while before dinner and I was greeted with a “Hello, dead woman walking!” Sign of things to come? Yeah… Everyone gathered together for dinner, it was a really big crowd for a Thursday night. Lots of excited chatting and catching up and trying to memorize all the new people’s names. It’s always nice to have a face to put with the screen names. After dinner, a lot of us headed to the lounge for karaoke. This is one of my favorite parts of the weekend. I know some people loathe karaoke but I always have fun with it and here was about to come into play another one of my side projects for the weekend.

I had a full song list ready to go. “Do You Really Want To Hurt Me” by Culture Club is always a hit. I also sang it at a previous weekend and had someone smacking the bar with a paddle and yelling “Yes!” at every chorus. I dedicated “Arthur’s Theme” by Christopher Cross to my friend Arthur. I sang “Dreams” by Fleetwood Mac and “Hit Me With Your Best Shot” by Pat Benatar. That one got an interesting reaction from one in attendance who joined me up front in an attempt to playfully paddle me. Lol. A group of us sang “Another Brick In The Wall, Pt 2” by Pink Floyd and also “Hold On Tight” by ELO. And although it was like pulling teeth to get some of them up there with me, my other group number came together. Many are probably familiar with the song “Hello Muddah, Hello Faddah, here I am at Camp Grenada…” I had written a parody of that to be about the Scony mountain weekend. Some of the lines being “At the Scony mountain weekend/Where my poor bottom is sure to get a beatin'” etc. I thought it was really funny and turned out pretty well with all of us singing it. Got a lot of compliments and people wanting copies of the words.

I was pretty sung out at this point, and people were probably sick of hearing me. Lol. I had mentioned in a text to someone earlier in the week that I always go untouched on Thursdays. I got a “keep dreaming” sort of reply to that. Well, Thursday night was officially over, it was 12:02 am. I loudly announced that it was now Friday and I had indeed gone untouched on Thursday. A few of us left the lounge and ended up going to the hot tub. Another mention was made of the fact that I had gone untouched on Thursday to which my friend A quipped, “It’s still Thursday in Utah time.” Indeed, it was.

I went back to my room to shower and get ready for bed. With the red-eye flight interrupting a night of sleep, I had been up since I woke up Wednesday morning which had been nearly 48 hours ago at that point. Under no normal circumstances could I survive on such little sleep, but at these parties I somehow survive. My mind is just too wired to sleep half the time and I never want to miss anything. You know what can help you go to sleep? A spanking, of course. Mr. C came by my room and gave me a bedtime spanking. He pulled me over his knee and scolded me for my smart aleck comments about not being spanked on Thursdays. I’d forgotten how hard his hand is. I think the hot tub had worked as a tenderizer, his message got through very quickly. He told me to get to bed and I was soon pretty much passed out.

Technically, that happened about 2:30 in the morning, so it was Friday in Eastern time and Mountain time. So I was still right. Just sayin’. Tops don’t read, right? Right? This only covered the first day of the weekend, but to keep this post at a manageable length I will pause here. More to come.

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I'm a shy bottom with a sharp wit. :-)
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17 Responses to What Happens On The Mountain Stays On The Mountain

  1. sarah thorne says:

    That's what I was thinking! It was after midnight, so it was Friday! See, you were RIGHT!

    Sounds like a great time. At SSNY, they had karaoke, and some people were complaining it went on too long. But me, I love watching people and hey – the play area was open!

    Egg cream — is it like egg nog?



  2. sarah thorne says:

    BTW, just read the recipe for egg cream.




  3. Alicia says:

    Mr. C just read this (Well actually I read it to him, so I suppose your comment about Tops not reading could be technically true).

    Anyways, he said to say: “Tops DO read sometimes. and when he sees you in April you will get not one but TWO spankings on Thursday!”


  4. Marne says:

    Oh, Lea! You are bringing back all the wonderful Weekend memories! My Thursday spanking was in the Woodshed…that's a tradition. I will be at karaoke in April!


  5. Lea says:

    @sarah, Exactly, no one has to go to karaoke, they can always play or do other things. If they miss out on hearing my vocal stylings, well that is their loss. Lol. I was not a big fan of the egg cream.

    @Alicia, Gee, thanks a lot! Lol!

    @Marne, Good old woodshed. I only went there once this time. You should definitely join in on the karaoke, it'll be fun! πŸ˜€


  6. joeyred51 says:

    I was never tired of listening to your voice lea. The group Karaoke singing was a lot of fun. Almost no spanking, but lots of fun catching up with friends. Thank you for a terrific post on the first day of the weekend..
    PS I think your record of not being spanked on Thursday will be broken in April.


  7. sounds like a great start to a wonderful weekend and i am looking forward to reading more
    thanks for sharing lea


  8. Arthur says:

    Sorry Lea, tops do read…and spank…and cane….and will ensure to make amends for you skating through Thursday.

    Other than that, well written post, wonderful memories from Thursday, and from the weekend. The song was really fantastic, let me say “well done” one last time.

    With a glaring eye and a warm smile,

    MrA / Arthur


  9. Lea says:

    @joey, I always have fun with karaoke. As far as Thursday in April, yeah it's looking that way! Lol.

    @kiwi, It was a great start to the weekend and there's sooo much more to come! πŸ™‚

    @Arthur, I still say that a lot of tops don't read but lucky me, I seem to know the few that do! Hmmph… Glad the song was enjoyed. πŸ˜€


  10. Lea, i cant wait to hear more…i wish there were things like that here in NZ….oh well…i shall live it vicariously through you πŸ˜‰
    love and hugs xxx


  11. Ursus Lewis says:

    Dear lea,

    Now I'm a little bit worried about your backside for next weekend. I also promised you a Thursday spanking even before this post was online. And now you have two more lined up… Just sayin'. I'm not sure, if this all is a good idea…

    Mr. Lewis


  12. Hermione says:


    It sounds like the weekend was a lot of fun! I can't wait to hear more.
    I also looked up “egg cream” and it sounds pretty good! It's chocolate; what's not to like?



  13. Lea says:

    @kiwi, I wish I lived closer too though I'm not as far away as you are.

    @Ursus Lewis, I've got it under control. πŸ™‚ It is sounding like I'll have more to write about on Thursday next time though.

    @Hermione, Thanks for stopping by! I do normally like all things chocolate. You'd just have to try it for yourself, it's an interesting drink.


  14. Anonymous says:

    Wait. Back up there a second. Tops CAN read?! Tops? We're talking about the people who always seem to need help counting, right? Are you sure about this?

    — R


  15. Lea says:

    @R, Yes, those would be the people. Lol. Apparently at least a few of them read. I can't speak for them all though. Thanks for stopping by!


  16. I would like to mention, Lea, that while you are busy singing and not getting spanked I begin preying on bottoms and taking them upstairs to little corners of the empty, dark 'ballroom'. Once the weekend starts I'm focused on other things and I grab this time to 'reach out' to people I haven't seen in awhile.


  17. Lea says:

    @Ms. Margaret, Well I did sing a lot but I was available at other times. Feel free to make me your victim next time. πŸ™‚


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