Some, yes

You begin to walk away from the exhibit when another one catches your eye. "Historical Crafts and Combat Association", the banner above it announces and you are quite sure you can see somebody's naked back through the throng. You simply have to see this... And a glance to your watch says you still will make it on time if you spend a few minutes here. Anyway, what's the worst that can happen if you do not. It is not like you intend to go through the course unspanked anyway.

You make your way to the roped-off area to see two girls, indeed fully naked, facing one another. Their faces are hidden behind fencing-style masks. You are completely unfamiliar with the "weapons" they are holding, however, although you have done some historical combat and fencing both in your undergraduate years. They are obviously meant to represent longswords and the girls are both using a two-handed grip, but you have never before seen the glistening material used to pad the "blade". Keeping an eye on the combatants, you add your email to the mailing list.

The demonstrators have obviously been properly trained; at the moment both are trading tentative blows which are all easily parried with neither rushing into danger. You know this is historically accurate, but you have to wonder how much attention would the slow non-flashy sparring generate were the contestants attired more conservatively. Just as the thought completes in your head, the shorter girl facing away from you springs into action and rushes her busty opponent. This seems to be a mistake at first, as the other girl is perfectly ready and moves to meet the ****... But her counter-strike passes through thin air. The attacker stopped dead mid-step and you see her execute a beautiful cut-over and close in again, bringing her weapon right across the taller girls' boobs with a satisfying slap.

The loser squeals louder and sharper than you expected from a girl her size. A bright red line appears where the weapon struck her and although her face is hidden, you can visualise her grimace from her pain-filled movements. "Rumour has it, some PhD guy from HCCA here came up with this", a voice suddenly says over your ear. You turn to face the grinning guy who just spoke to you, clearly having noticed your fascination with the events. "Some new material, very durable, stings like hell for a few hours but no harm whatsoever", he continues as you nod. "For demo events they also have this." You look back at the area as he motions toward it. The taller girl has placed her weapon on the ground and now is standing in front of the referee with her hands behind her head, breasts pushed out. The suit-clad man picks up a tube and squeezes a generous portion of gel onto his palm; he then begins to massage the area of impact and the redness nearly disappears, although the girl looks less if anything comfortable.

Finished with his chore, the man barks a sharp order and the naked combatants resume their positions, weapons raised again. You smile at the helpful guy and glance at your watch, knowing you must be mindful of the time.