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Subject: Spanked on Vacation

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Date Posted: 05:38:31 08/27/25 Wed

Over the summer, My Cousin Cassie and I along with our husbands decided to take the kids and go spend a week in Florida. They drove down to our house and we rented a touring van and made the trip to Florida. While we were at the Condo we rented, Cassie and I were talking about some of the trouble we got into, which our kids love hearing about by the way and I brought up this tale about a family trip to the Gulf. I was ten at the time. We were on a summer vacation in the Gulf. My Aunt, Uncle and cousins came with us and we rented a Beach House. My cousin Cassie and I decided to wander off on one of our little adventures and we wandered too far. We had a problem finding our way back. To tell the truth, we got scared. We were more than a mile away from where we started. Daddy and Uncle Roy split up walking around the beach hollering for us. While Momma and Aunt Connie stayed with the other kids, watching for us to come back. As we were trying to find our way back, I literally ran into Daddy. In spite of how upset he was I was so happy to have found him. I could tell he was upset but relieved. He held us both my the arm and said, "Where the hell have you two been? We've been worried to death looking for you." I was shocked to hear Daddy cuss because he rarely ever did. Then he grabbed me by the arm, turned me around and gave me three hard smacks on my half bare butt. He did the same thing to Cassie, who like me was wearing a one piece suit that left her with a wedgie too. He took both of us by the hand, crying and rubbing our red butts back to where Momma, Aunt Cassie and other kids were. Then he said, "I'm gonna go track Roy down and let him know I found the girls." Then he took off the direction Uncle Roy had gone. Momma and Aunt Connie read us the Riot Act after Daddy left telling us we were gonna get out butts blistered. Then Momma decided to not wait till we got back to the beach house, she said, "Connie, I'm gonna take the girls to the Ladies room and blister their little asses." Then she took us both by the hand and said "Come on girls." There was a restaurant nearby where we had lunch earlier and Momma dragged us to the ladies room taking us into one of the larger stalls. She closed the door and made us both pull our swimsuits down, then absolutely wore us out right then and there in front of each other. Since we were in a stall, no one could see it, but the ladies and kids in there could hear every word and every smack. We were both bawling and she told us, "Put your swimsuits back on and let's go." I was crying and said, "Momma I gotta pee." Momma said, "Fine, hurry up. I sat down on the toilet to relieve myself, which to be honest, hurt like hell on my freshly spanked butt. Momma turned to Cassie and asked, "Do you have to pee too?" She nodded. Then she said, "When Sonya's done you go ahead." When I got up, Momma gave me another two smacks on the butt and told me to get my swimsuit back on. When Cassie finished, Momma gave her a couple of extra spanks and told her to put her swimsuit back on too. After putting our swimsuits back on, She led us crying, to one of the sinks to wash our hands, then led us out of the bathroom and back to our towels, crying our eyes out with our red butts half-exposed to the world. Aunt Connie told us, "You girls sit your little butts down and don't you dare think of moving. If you do, I'll blister your bare little asses right here on the beach in front of God and Everybody." Then said, "and don't you even think, I'm not gonna whoop you both with the flyswatter when we get back to the beach house. About a half hour later, Daddy and Uncle Roy got back and Uncle Roy chewed us out too. Threating to give us a whoopin'. Aunt Connie spoke up and said, "Barbie took em' to the restroom and blistered their bare littl butts and as soon as we get back to the beach house, I'm taking the flyswatter to both of em'. I think sitting on that towel with a sore butt, watching the other kids play hurt almost as bad as the spankings. A couple of hours later, we left and went back to the beach house and as soon as we walked in, Aunt Connie told the other kids to go get out of their swimsuits, hang them out on the rail to dry and get cleaned up. Then said to Cassie and me, "Not your two. Just wait right here." She went to the kitchen and came back with the flyswatter. Then she walked over to an arm chair in the main room. She tapped against her bare thigh and said, "You two, get those swimsuits off and hang them on the rail with the others and then get over here. We took our swimsuits off, hung them up outside with the others, then walked naked and crying back over to where Aunt Connie was standing. With our hands in front of us to protect our "privacy". She told us both, "You think you're crying now? I'm really gonna give you something to cry about." Then she made us both bend over together, side by side over the arm of the chair. Once we were situated, she started wearing our butts out. She had whooped us with a flyswatter before but she really set us on fire that time. She was scolding us the whole time about us "taking off and scaring everybody half to death". Saying we could have ended up drowning or somebody could have kidnapped us. We were both bawling at the top of our lungs and apologizing the whole time. She not only covered every inch of our bare butts, but she also swatted us both on the backs of our legs going almost half way down to our backs of our knees. That had to be one of the longest spankings I ever had. When she finished, we stood up rubbing our butts and bawling, still getting scolded by all four adults. Then Momma finally said, "Girls, go get cleaned up and get dressed, We're gonna go get some dinner." Then said, "Be ready in an hour, or you'll get spanked again." We dashed from the room still stark naked, to the bathroom and got in the shower. Looking at Cassie's butt I saw it was like a sunburn from the top of her butt all the way down to about half way down to the back of her knees. I asked how bad my butt looked and she told me that it looked like a sunburn. When we got to the bedroom, we compared in the mirror to see who was the reddest, it was a tie. Cassie comment that she wished she had brought her Noxema. I laughed in spite of how much my butt was hurting and gave her a playful slap on the butt. She said, "Ouch that hurt." and smacked me on my bare butt too. Then Momma stuck her head in the room and said, "Y'all hurry up and get dressed. Everybody's waitin' on you." We hurried and got dressed putting on panties and bras then tees and shorts and noticing to our embarrassment how red the backs of our legs were down below our shorts. We came out of the bedroom and my dear little brother said, "Whoa, somebody got a whoopin'". Daddy said, "Do you want one too Bubba?" My brother stopped smiling and said, "No sir." Then we loaded up in the van and we went out for Pizza. I heard more than a few passing comments from kids and adults alike about the backs of our legs being red, and even a few threats from parents to their kids asking them if they wanted what we got. Needless to say, Cassie and I didn't wander off anymore, On that trip anyway.

I hope everybody had a great summer.

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>Over the summer, My Cousin Cassie and I along with our >husbands decided to take the kids and go spend a week >in Florida. They drove down to our house and we rented >a touring van and made the trip to Florida. While we >were at the Condo we rented, Cassie and I were talking >about some of the trouble we got into, which our kids >love hearing about by the way and I brought up this >tale about a family trip to the Gulf. I was ten at the >time. We were on a summer vacation in the Gulf. My >Aunt, Uncle and cousins came with us and we rented a >Beach House. My cousin Cassie and I decided to wander >off on one of our little adventures and we wandered >too far. We had a problem finding our way back. To >tell the truth, we got scared. We were more than a >mile away from where we started. Daddy and Uncle Roy >split up walking around the beach hollering for us. >While Momma and Aunt Connie stayed with the other >kids, watching for us to come back. As we were trying >to find our way back, I literally ran into Daddy. In >spite of how upset he was I was so happy to have found >him. I could tell he was upset but relieved. He held >us both my the arm and said, "Where the hell have you >two been? We've been worried to death looking for >you." I was shocked to hear Daddy cuss because he >rarely ever did. Then he grabbed me by the arm, turned >me around and gave me three hard smacks on my half >bare butt. He did the same thing to Cassie, who like >me was wearing a one piece suit that left her with a >wedgie too. He took both of us by the hand, crying and >rubbing our red butts back to where Momma, Aunt Cassie >and other kids were. Then he said, "I'm gonna go track >Roy down and let him know I found the girls." Then he >took off the direction Uncle Roy had gone. Momma and >Aunt Connie read us the Riot Act after Daddy left >telling us we were gonna get out butts blistered. Then >Momma decided to not wait till we got back to the >beach house, she said, "Connie, I'm gonna take the >girls to the Ladies room and blister their little >asses." Then she took us both by the hand and said >"Come on girls." There was a restaurant nearby where >we had lunch earlier and Momma dragged us to the >ladies room taking us into one of the larger stalls. >She closed the door and made us both pull our >swimsuits down, then absolutely wore us out right then >and there in front of each other. Since we were in a >stall, no one could see it, but the ladies and kids in >there could hear every word and every smack. We were >both bawling and she told us, "Put your swimsuits back >on and let's go." I was crying and said, "Momma I >gotta pee." Momma said, "Fine, hurry up. I sat down on >the toilet to relieve myself, which to be honest, hurt >like hell on my freshly spanked butt. Momma turned to >Cassie and asked, "Do you have to pee too?" She >nodded. Then she said, "When Sonya's done you go >ahead." When I got up, Momma gave me another two >smacks on the butt and told me to get my swimsuit back >on. When Cassie finished, Momma gave her a couple of >extra spanks and told her to put her swimsuit back on >too. After putting our swimsuits back on, She led us >crying, to one of the sinks to wash our hands, then >led us out of the bathroom and back to our towels, >crying our eyes out with our red butts half-exposed to >the world. Aunt Connie told us, "You girls sit your >little butts down and don't you dare think of moving. >If you do, I'll blister your bare little asses right >here on the beach in front of God and Everybody." Then >said, "and don't you even think, I'm not gonna whoop >you both with the flyswatter when we get back to the >beach house. About a half hour later, Daddy and Uncle >Roy got back and Uncle Roy chewed us out too. >Threating to give us a whoopin'. Aunt Connie spoke up >and said, "Barbie took em' to the restroom and >blistered their bare littl butts and as soon as we get >back to the beach house, I'm taking the flyswatter to >both of em'. I think sitting on that towel with a sore >butt, watching the other kids play hurt almost as bad >as the spankings. A couple of hours later, we left and >went back to the beach house and as soon as we walked >in, Aunt Connie told the other kids to go get out of >their swimsuits, hang them out on the rail to dry and >get cleaned up. Then said to Cassie and me, "Not your >two. Just wait right here." She went to the kitchen >and came back with the flyswatter. Then she walked >over to an arm chair in the main room. She tapped >against her bare thigh and said, "You two, get those >swimsuits off and hang them on the rail with the >others and then get over here. We took our swimsuits >off, hung them up outside with the others, then walked >naked and crying back over to where Aunt Connie was >standing. With our hands in front of us to protect our >"privacy". She told us both, "You think you're crying >now? I'm really gonna give you something to cry >about." Then she made us both bend over together, side >by side over the arm of the chair. Once we were >situated, she started wearing our butts out. She had >whooped us with a flyswatter before but she really set >us on fire that time. She was scolding us the whole >time about us "taking off and scaring everybody half >to death". Saying we could have ended up drowning or >somebody could have kidnapped us. We were both bawling >at the top of our lungs and apologizing the whole >time. She not only covered every inch of our bare >butts, but she also swatted us both on the backs of >our legs going almost half way down to our backs of >our knees. That had to be one of the longest spankings >I ever had. When she finished, we stood up rubbing our >butts and bawling, still getting scolded by all four >adults. Then Momma finally said, "Girls, go get >cleaned up and get dressed, We're gonna go get some >dinner." Then said, "Be ready in an hour, or you'll >get spanked again." We dashed from the room still >stark naked, to the bathroom and got in the shower. >Looking at Cassie's butt I saw it was like a sunburn >from the top of her butt all the way down to about >half way down to the back of her knees. I asked how >bad my butt looked and she told me that it looked like >a sunburn. When we got to the bedroom, we compared in >the mirror to see who was the reddest, it was a tie. >Cassie comment that she wished she had brought her >Noxema. I laughed in spite of how much my butt was >hurting and gave her a playful slap on the butt. She >said, "Ouch that hurt." and smacked me on my bare butt >too. Then Momma stuck her head in the room and said, >"Y'all hurry up and get dressed. Everybody's waitin' >on you." We hurried and got dressed putting on panties >and bras then tees and shorts and noticing to our >embarrassment how red the backs of our legs were down >below our shorts. We came out of the bedroom and my >dear little brother said, "Whoa, somebody got a >whoopin'". Daddy said, "Do you want one too Bubba?" My >brother stopped smiling and said, "No sir." Then we >loaded up in the van and we went out for Pizza. I >heard more than a few passing comments from kids and >adults alike about the backs of our legs being red, >and even a few threats from parents to their kids >asking them if they wanted what we got. Needless to >say, Cassie and I didn't wander off anymore, On that >trip anyway. > >I hope everybody had a great summer.

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