On October 23, we held a GASP-affiliated event at the Atlanta dungeon, Rumors, called “A Night of Spanking“. The plan was to do our Spanking Carousel, and then have a few hours of open play. We expected to draw about 50 people.

We drew three times that much — and that’s a conservative estimate.

Partner 1 and I arrived at the dungeon at 5:30 on Friday night to help with setup. Fortunately there were lots of other volunteers available, because we had heavy things to lift. Many hands made light work, and by 6:30 the entire dungeon was set up the way we wanted it to be with chairs and extra spanking benches. That left me with an hour to change into my costume (I brought my scrubs and several prescriptions for spankings) and sit around doing nothing except worry. Sure, we’d had over 300 total RSVPs, but would they actually show up?

Oh, yes, they did. From all over Georgia, and even a few from out of state. In ones and twos and threes they came, finding seats and talking to friends. I staked out one of the “good” spanking benches (the stairstep kind) early on; I wasn’t planning to keep it all night, but I wanted to have it for the spanking carousel — there weren’t enough chairs to do double-chairs, and anyway if I was standing next to the bench maybe people would see me and come over for a spanking.

At 8:20, Partner 1 and I did announcements and gave a brief overview of what Spanking Carousel was, and then all the bottoms were sent to the back room to wait while the tops prepared themselves. It took about five minutes for the bottoms to make their way to the main dungeon with their bingo cards (we were giving away prizes to the first two people to get a bingo), and then the spanking started in earnest.

And holy shit was there a lot of it.

One of the fun parts of Spanking Carousel is that people dress up in costume; the bingo cards had several costume options — first responder, educator, animal — as well as others like doesn’t drink coffee or tea, or has never been to a GASP event, or was wearing black. A few people were in costume — in addition to my medical scrubs, there was a Dorothy Gale and a Willy Wonka — but most didn’t dress up. Which was totally fine; maybe next time more people will. The event took place eight days before Halloween; you’d think more people would take the opportunity to put on their costumes.

I gave about a dozen spankings during the carousel, eight of which were to people I’d never spanked before. I engaged in symmetry, consistency, intuition, respect, and listening, and everyone who stopped by my bench had an enjoyable time. Usually at GASP I give between fifteen and twenty, so I’d say a dozen is a pretty good number for 45 minutes.

Then it was time to put (most of) the chairs away and open the dungeon up to play. At any given night at the dungeon, you can see spankings being given, but it was fulfilling to see so many people focusing solely on spanking.

Speaking of, I had plans to play with one of my friends (who is on the GASP leadership team) before ending the night with Partner 1. It was difficult to find an open spanking bench, but we eventually did, and I thoroughly spanked my friend with my hand and several implements, ending with a few strokes of the cane. She had quite the bruising situation going on, although that’s not surprising given her general skin tone, relative lack of receiving spankings (I think I’m the only person who tops her), and some health problems she’s had in the past. We always have fun, though.

Apparently there was someone who my friend co-topped with who was watching our scene, because my friend told me about this other person being interested in getting a spanking from me. I talked to her briefly, and we tried to find a place to play; we ended up with her bending over a high-backed chair. Since this was a completely new person to me, I didn’t go as hard or as long as I could have; also, she’d been spanked more than once already and after about fifteen minutes I could feel a firm spot developing under her skin. I finished her off with a set of very hard hand spanks, we hugged, and she said she would love to do a full scene with me at some point in the future.

And then it was time for Partner 1. Whenever I’m at a dungeon night or play party with her, we always try to end the night by playing together. That night was no different; she got on a spanking bench and I got down to business, spanking her with my hand, a couple of paddles, a couple of straps, and our new rolling pin. We finished with several swats from the scene-ender paddle, and then, while she reverberated through subspace, I tidied up our area.

I had been worried it would take a long time to reset the dungeon the way it had been before we got there, but there were still several people present who were willing to help and we were out of there by 12:45 (I’d been afraid we’d be there until 1:30 or 2:00). We got home, checked on the dogs, undressed, and collapsed into bed, thrilled with the response our event had garnered and how much fun everyone said it was.

On Saturday we went to two events, one at the dungeon (not a play party) and one at a private residence (a big play party). Throughout both events people constantly told us how great Friday night had been and how they hoped we would do it again.

We will do it again. Probably not until January or February, but it will happen. Maybe we’ll have even more people show up; maybe we’ll just get the fifty people we’d originally thought we’d get; maybe it’ll be something in between. But it was a super-fun night, and I’m sure we convinced lots of people to try coming to GASP in March.

Yay spanking!