Throw Us a Spanking Party
I’ve started getting a strange kind of emails, which goes something like this:
“I love the sound of your spanking party. I live in X country, and we don’t have any spanking parties here. Do you think you can come and organise some for us?” (The X country being usually somewhere it would take at least 6 hours to fly from the UK.)
That’s right: Adele = the amazing travelling one-woman spanking-event-organising outfit.
This wouldn’t be so peculiar if I hadn’t received my third such email today.
For the record: I don’t organise parties even in places I can walk to. I can barely organise myself, never mind finding venues, advertising, attracting enough girls to make it worthwhile, preparing food, and doing all the other things I don’t even know are involved in successful running of a spanking party.
Instead, I show up and get spanked. It’s much better this way for all involved, trust me.
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You found me – and indeed the boy swans in London. I imagine if they’d wanted to spank you (or be spanked even?) you’d have been first in line to organize it.
Well, maybe – if they brought their own food. ;)
*LMAO*
You could just drop by my apartment…I don’t suggest walking all the way to Florida, though…but I’d make some nice appetizers and pour drinks…
Ruby