I have been fortunate enough to be able to go on a number of holiday cruises. It really is a luxury form of holiday, if rather expensive. The only problem for a person like me who enjoys spanking a nice male bottom is how to find one on a cruise. What do you do? Do you go up to a likely young man and ask him if he would like to go over your knee to be spanked? Do you put an ad in the daily ships newsletter asking for any willing spankee to report to cabin number so and so? Somehow I do not think so. You have to resign yourself to an enjoyable holiday but without the added pleasure of giving someone a very nice spanking.
I can recall going on one cruise in the summer time when we joined the ship in Barcelona. The weather was very hot and the officers were all dressed in their whites. Oh they did look dashing and _s_e_x_y! I bet that is the real reason why they put their whites on! I could not help but notice one young member of the crew who was probably in his early twenties and who was a really handsome young man. His trousers fitted tightly around a very cute bottom that I would have loved to get my hands on! However, I had to content myself with just watching him as he sauntered past me from time to time.
On the second day we were sailing on very calm waters. I had just had lunch – well, lunch on board ship is always as big as a large dinner and I cannot resist beautiful food. I had taken a book from the ships library and sat down in the almost empty enclosed sun lounge and started to read. The rhythmic movement of the ship combined with the large lunch I had just consumed began to make me feel very drowsy when I suddenly noticed that the seat next to mine had been taken by the very young man I had been admiring.
"Good afternoon, sir. Are you enjoying the cruise?" he enquired, intent on starting a conversation.
"Yes, thank you." I answered. I did not want the conversation to die out so I asked him, " And do you like serving on cruise ships?"
" Indeed, sir. You meet some very interesting guests from time to time. It is hard work but most enjoyable and I would much rather be on a cruise ship than one that just carries cargo. That can be most boring. I couldnt help noticing from the passenger list that you are a headmaster."
"That is correct, young man. All year round I have to deal with unruly young lads and turn them into fine young men such as yourself." I said, laughing.
"Do you find you have to punish many of them by caning them?" he went on. He was really looking very earnest now and he was touching a topic that made me sit up.
"Well, I suppose I do. They have to be made to behave, you know, and the cane is a very useful weapon to have in your arsenal, as it were. Have you ever been caned at school?" I asked, watching him intently.
"No," he said, " I was a very well behaved lad at school and I have always wondered what it was like. I have always had this fantasy of being spanked and caned – I dont suppose I could prevail on you to....."
My eyes lit up. Is this really happening? This good looking young man is asking me to spank and cane him when it is the very thing I would love to do. This cruise is beginning to go from good to excellent!
"I did not have the foresight to pack a cane in my luggage." I said with a laugh but I will do my best. We arranged a time when he would visit me that evening in my cabin. I would have dinner, see the show or film and he would then be off duty and he could have his session at say 10 p. m. He agreed. Suddenly my day had turned for the better. I was impatient to see if he would turn up.
At ten oclock on the dot there was a knock on my door and he was indeed there, carrying something wrapped in paper. I beckoned him into my large cabin which was intended for two people. One section of it was a lounge with a sofa, armchairs, ordinary chairs and a table. This is where we went. He unwrapped the object he had brought with him and, would you believe it, he had brought a school type cane with him. It was about three feet long and had a nice curved handle to it. Ideal.
" I have always kept one of these in my cabin," he said, "in the hope that one day I would find someone who would use it on me."
We let it hang over one of the chairs while I sat down on another. I ordered him over my knee. He positioned himself nicely so that his bottom was raised and his white trousers tightened around his buttocks. I let one hand rest on his back and the other hand gently traced the outline of the enticing curves and then down the centre and on to his legs. After a short time I began to spank him. I was gentle at first but soon the smacks became harder and harder. He moaned with pleasure and I could tell he was enjoying the sensation. It was time to strip him of his clothes.
"Up you get." I ordered. " I want you to undress completely. You can put you clothes neatly on the sofa."
He did exactly as he was told. Now he was standing before me in all his glory and he did have a magnificent body, a golden brown all over. He was really a very well endowed young man. I put him over my knee once more and began spanking him on his bare flesh. He loved it and I loved it. It is a curious thing and quite unexplainable that two adult men should enjoy such an activity but the fact is that both the spanker and the spankee were really enjoying themselves. Nature had meant for them to meet.
His bottom was nice and red and it was time to use the cane. "Get up." I ordered and up he rose. I want you to bend over the table with your arms stretched out before you. He did as he was told. "Count out the strokes. You are going to get six of the best and at the end of the six you will say thank you."
I swished the cane in the air for effect and took careful aim. Whack! The first red mark appeared as if by magic right across the centre of his bottom. "One, Sir." Whack! The second stroke fell a millimetre below the first and a second red line appeared. "Two, Sir." So it went on for the third, fourth and fifth strokes. The surprise came at the sixth stroke when not only did he say "Six, Sir. Thank you, Sir," but he added "May I have another six, sir, please."
I obliged and he got his second six. Time was getting on and I felt enough was enough. I suggested that he had had a good session and that it was time for me to turn in. He thanked me for the spanking and the caning and said that he felt really good. Then came two surprises. The first was that he asked if we could have a repeat session the next day and I readily agreed to that! The second surprise really caught me out because he said there was another officer who wanted to join in but was too shy to ask. Could he come with? I agreed to deal with the pair of them the following evening.
Sure enough at exactly the same time there was a knock on the door and when I opened it there were two of them. They were both about the same age and in their own way they were both very handsome. The new guy had blonde hair and was fair skinned. He obviously did not get into the sunshine so much as he was hardly tanned at all. Never mind my tanning would make up for that!
We went through a similar procedure except that while one was being spanked the other was watching and by the time I had ordered them both to strip they were both going very hard. They made no attempt to hide the fact and it was clearly giving them double pleasure. Firstly in the receiving and secondly in watching someone else getting it. Meanwhile I had two lovely smooth bottoms to entertain me. A very satisfying evening for all concerned and when it was over the two of them duly thanked me and asked me to repeat it the next evening and again I agreed.
There was another knock on the door at exactly the agreed time on the following evening but when I opened the door I was greeted by not one face, or two faces, but three! Good Lord, I thought, if it goes on at this rate I shall have the whole crew in here by the end of the cruise!
It was at that point that I was startled by a noise by my side...... My library book had fallen off my lap and on to the deck and the clatter woke me up with a start. I was still in the sun lounge and I had been snoring away. "Is this book yours, sir?" asked a passing young officer – the same officer I had been dreaming about. He sat down beside me and went on "Are you enjoying the cruise, Sir.........."