We were sleeping like babies... Actually this baby was sleeping like a naughty girl dreaming of a boy exploring her mounts and valleys. From the other side of the tent came moans of pleasure. Obviously the second baby was also having naughty dreams.
"Taratata! Taratata! Taratata!"
A bugle sounded reveille. Our imaginary boyfriends disappeared !
From outside the tent came the booming voice of our Chieftain. It wasn't about 'Good morning girls and lovely day to you !' It was, "Rise and shine !" and, "Hurry up !" and a menacing, "Slackers will be punished !"
We hastily dressed, pulled our monogrammed T.shirts over our sports bras, vainly tried to adjust our gym knickers, rolled up our sleeping bags, and laced up our trainers. Finally we ran to join the line up. After us no one joined the line up, we realized that we were the last pair. The Chieftain was playing with a switch. I shivered although it was already quite warm.
"Clarissa and Anna are this morning's slackers. I am going to teach them a lesson !" I again tried to improve the covering of my gym bikini, it was futile...
"Step forward Clarissa, and turn around to face your comrades. Pull your knickers down to your knees, and keep your hands on your knees." I blushed to my ears, and very slowly lowered my knickers...
The first two strokes on top of my derriere obviously didn't cut the skin, but they felt as if they had ! She methodically worked down my bottom. I could distinctly feel each of the first four strokes, but after the sixth one my whole derriere felt on fire. She continued with my thighs. That was even worse !
She stopped. I eagerly wanted to rub. "That was for your latest slacking, and now you will get what you should have got for having failed your A-levels !" She again whipped my bottom and thighs. I wriggled my blazing derriere as a well punished schoolgirl, but I didn't let go of my knees.
I was finally allowed to stand up. I no longer cared about what I was showing. I had never been switched before. Actually I had never received more than hand spankings on Mum's knees. I very gently rubbed my intensely burning bum and thighs. I had to admit that I had slacked for a year, and deserved to be punished.
When told, I gingerly pulled up my knickers and returned in the line up. Then Anna was called upfront and punished. She also got a double punishment for having failed her A-levels...
Next were the morning exercises. After duck walking, legs up pedaling, we had to do press-ups. We had to do at least a dozen, and were told that we would be doing two dozens by the end of the month. Those who failed to reach the prescribed twelve had their gym knickers pulled down and were encouraged with a stroke before each missing press-up. With my still fiercely burning derriere and thighs I did my press-ups without being encouraged !
Showers followed. They didn't offer much privacy. It didn't matter for Anna and me, we have already showed it. We had the choice between cold and very cold water ! There was very little singing under the showers beside "Oh! Ah!" and "Ouch!" When cold water tickled switched bums !
Breakfast was next and we had to prepare it. A pair peeled the potatoes, another one fried them with bacon and eggs. One more pair prepared fruit salad. Finally there was the dish washing chore reserved for the morning slackers, Anna and me. Our work was inspected, but we had outdone ourselves.
Miss Chieftain announced, "We are going shopping at the farmers market, line up to be given a skirt...." We lined up looking forward to the outing. The skirts were brown and A-line, with a matching leather belt. They were shortish without being minis, about 5 centimeters above our knees. The skirts handed to Anna and me were shorter, 10 cm above our knees as classic minis. We pulled long faces and were told, "You don't have to wear them !" We didn't have to ask if we could remain at the campsite. "And you are not to remain behind !"
Clarissa and co
To be continued
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