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Subject: Re: Having to get what you were spanked with.

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Date Posted: 12:43:51 06/30/19 Sun
In reply to: Adam 's message, "Re: Having to get what you were spanked with." on 19:58:23 06/29/19 Sat

Tell us about the switching in the camper... we other camp sites close? People outside to hear?

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Date Posted: 04:58:08 07/01/19 Mon

I was 9 and I had talked back and disobeyed one too many times. My dad and I were both sitting at the picnic table and he pulled out his pocket-knife and told me to go cut a switch off one of the trees behind us. I didnít want to do this, but at the same time I was too afraid to not obey.

I walked over to the trees and found it a little difficult at first to get something similar to what I had seen him use in the past. I had to look at two or three different trees but I found something I felt he would have chosen. I struggled cutting it with the knife, Iím sure more so due to being nervous. Once cut from the tree, I pulled off the leaves and walked back to my dad. He didnít take it from me though, but rather told me to get in the camper and he followed me. Once inside he shut the door.

This was the second switching I had been given in this camper so I did as I had been instructed to the last time which was pull my pants and underwear down and lean over the table. I donít know how many licks I got, maybe 10 across my bare butt, but I swear the pain was like being stung by a bee over and over again. He didnít go fast with the switch so there were times I took my hands off the table and grabbed my butt. He would instruct me, though, to place my hands back on the table. When he finished, he told me to pull my pants up and he left the camper which allowed me to lay down and cry. Later, when I came out of the camper I saw my switch laying in the fire pit.

There were other campsites around but dont remember seeing anyone outside. I remember the first camp switching happened either before the start of actual camping season or right after the end of it because there was very few campers around.

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