A Christmas Caning Story

This is a true account.

One December about ten years ago Carol and I heard that a local fetish group was putting on a fetish fair in a southern England coastal town. As we had quite a collection of erotic books surplus to requirements we thought we would book a stall. On the day we drove to the town, Carol was dressed in a top, shortish skirt, stay-up stockings, and black lacy knickers. The event took place in an old church, now used as a sort of community centre. It made a good venue for such events, with the Victorian gothic décor, and galleries overlooking the main hall. When we arrived there were about six stall-holders already set up and around 30 people milling about.

Everyone, apart from me, was dressed up to some degree, for example one woman came as Mrs Santa, another one of Santa’s elves, and I felt awkward having not made the effort. Then I had a thought, I left the church walked over the road to the shops and found one selling greetings cards. I soon found what I wanted, Christmas gift wrapping tape in various designs. I selected four rolls with two different patterns and left. Back at the church I had soon wrapped the tape round two canes I had taken to the event. Now armed with my festive canes, which were attracting amused comments, I felt a bit less awkward.

About this time a man and woman walked in, she wearing a long coat and was clearly very attractive. Naturally we all watched as she took her coat off. What was revealed was a very short skirt, stay ups, but no top or bra, she was topless and showing off a very firm pair of pert tits! Naturally I went up to say hello. She noted the festive canes and asked whether she could borrow one later. I replied that this was fine as long as I could use one on her bottom, she laughed at this but agreed.

A few happenings stand out in my mind. One man had a big beautiful black girlfriend, for most of the event she was lying over his knees, head resting on a chair for comfort, while he spanked her fat, nude, dark arse. They were a very friendly couple, and when asked agreed to me giving her lovely chubby buttocks some firm spanks. We met a man who was a surgeon, very well spoken, who was well into corporal punishment, both giving and taking. At one point he had Mrs Santa, the elf, and a another woman bent over in a line, skirts up, panties down. They appeared to be lined up in size of bottom order, with Mrs Santa’s plump bottom at one end, and the elf’s slim tight one at the other. It was an erotic sight seeing this lovely collection of arses each receive a hard and long caning.

My topless friend did borrow one of the Xmas canes, and used it to thrash her male partner. Afterwards as she sat on his knee I asked them if I could now thrash her, the answer was a yes as long as Carol also received discipline. Going to the centre of the hall, Carol bent over and I lifted her skirt up revealing tight black knickers. Carol had received public canings from me before, and didn’t flinch much as I gave her 12 firm strokes of the cane, the vivid red lines clear to all. The audience was most appreciative, and was now keen to see out topless friend bend over for her stokes. She bent over and her skirt came up revealing a delicious pert bottom and a red thong, she was breathtakingly beautiful. I laid into her firm buttocks with great enthusiasm, starting at the top and working down her firm backside. She realised where the cane was heading, and asked me not to cane her upper thighs. Well with that of course I had to, and the final stroke caught that perfect caning spot of upper thigh and lower buttock. She gasped, stood up and thanked me, the audience clapped having seen two lovely pairs of buttocks get firmly disciplined.

We stayed for a while longer, during which time our new friend and her partner chatted with us, it turned out she was a local teacher. They asked if we might like to play with them some time and took our phone number, stupidly we didn’t take theirs. A few months later we moved house and changed phone number, sadly we never did hear back from them. I do still have very erotic thoughts about the beautiful, sexy, topless teacher whose bottom I caned one Christmas.