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>Now that Summer is unofficially over and school has >started, I have been thinking about some of the stuff >I did when I was a kid during Summer Break, one of >those things was going to Church Camp. >So before I share one of my experiences I have a few >questions. > >Did anybody go to Summer or Church Camp when you were >a kid? >If so, did the Counselors give spankings? >and Did you ever get a spanking at Camp? > >Now back to the story... > >Living in the South, Church Camps are a thing. Between >the ages of eight and twelve I went to camp every year >and I loved it. When I was ten, I got to go with my >best friend Ramona. Also, my Cousin Cassie came to >camp but was brought by a separate bus because she >lives in the Northern part of the State. The three of >us even though Cassie came in separately got to be in >the same Cabin. We were ready to have a great time and >for the most part did. We all got to be in the same >cabin and were hell for leather the entire week. One >day we decided to sneak off to another Camping area on >the other side of the lake. We ended up getting back >after it had gotten dark and found out that they had >been searching for us. We slipped into the cabin >without being seen and one of the girls in there said, >"You guys are in so much trouble. They have been >looking for you for over three hours and even called >the Park Rangers." Right after that, the Girl's >Counselor came in and saw us. She was NOT happy. She >chewed all three of us out in front of the other >girls. Then took us to her office. She radioed the >Boy's Counselor and the Rangers to let them know we >were back. They came in the room and took turns >reading us the riot act. After that she informed us >she was getting ready to call our parents and we >started begging her not to. Because we knew we were >all three gonna get it good when our folks found out >what we did. She finally said, "Ok I'm gonna give you >three a choice. I can either call your parents tonight >and have them come pick you up in the morning or, I >can give you all three a spanking tonight and restrict >you to your cabin tomorrow. The three of us looked at >each other and didn't answer and she finally said, >"Girls, I'm waiting. What's it going to be?" I asked >what the restriction was and she told us that except >for meals and going to the restroom, we literally had >to sit on our beds all day, from after breakfast until >lights out. All three of us knew that was really gonna >suck but it was better than being sent home and >knowing once our parents got there to get us, they >would be blistering our bare butts. So we finally >decided and I told her, "We'll take the spanking and >restriction, please don't call our folks." She stood >up and said, "Ok". Then she went over to a cabinet in >the corner and pulled out a good sized paddle. It was >hand carved and on one side had the words "Hide >Tanner" on it. All of a sudden, I was wondering if we >made the right decision. She walked over to the front >of her desk and said, "It's been a long time since >this old paddle saw any action. " Then said, "Sonya, >since you seem to be the ring leader, you get to go >first." I swallowed hard, stood up and walked over to >the desk with my knees shaking. I looked at the paddle >in her hand and asked, "How many licks?" She said, "I >haven't decided yet. Now drop your shorts and put your >hands on the desk." I was starting to get teary eyed >and said, "Yes Ma'am" pulled my shorts down and let >them fall to the floor. Then leaned over with my hands >on the desk. She told me to hold still, and then she >patted the paddle against the seat of my panties. >After a couple of taps, she stopped and said, "You >know what? Go ahead and pull your panties down too." I >looked at her in horror and said, "Bare?" she replied, >"Yes ma'am. Bare. I aim to make a good impression on >you three tonight." I started feeling sick to my >stomach as I slipped my panties down and let them drop >and then leaned back over with my hands on the desk. >Once I was in position, I felt the paddle against my >bare butt and the tears started pouring. She tapped it >against my butt and then I heard a loud smack. I let >out a yell that would curl your hair. I grabbed my >butt hopping in place. She told me to bend back over, >and once I was in position, she continued the >paddling. she gave me a dozen good swats that had me >bawling long before she was finished. I stepped away >from the desk holding my butt crying at the top of my >lungs with my shorts and panties still at my ankles. >Then she called Ramona over next. She was already >crying when she was told to drop em and put her hands >on the desk. My butt felt like a forest fire as I >stood there crying staring at Ramona's bottom as she >paddled her. She had to tell her two or three times to >bend back over because she kept standing up and >grabbing her butt. She was finally told, "If you take >your hands off that desk one more time, I'll give you >two extra licks." Ramona managed to keep her hands on >the desk for the rest of her paddling but like me was >bawling and rubbing her bare butt after it was over. I >was just starting to pull my panties and shorts back >up which was very uncomfortable because my butt was on >fire. and Ramona came over beside me. Then the said, >"Ok Cassie it's your turn, get over here and drop em." >Cassie was bawling before she even pulled her shorts >down. But she finally dropped them and her panties and >bent over. Every lick from that paddle sounded like a >gun shot, but Cassie drowned it out with her crying. >She also had to be warned a couple of times about >staying in position and after getting her dozen she >stood back up and was told, "Nope, I told you to stay >bent over, you're getting extra." She made her bend >back over and gave her an extra two pops." After she >joined us and finally managed to pull her shorts and >panties. Then she chewed us out again and pointed to a >table at the other side of the room and told us to >have a seat. As bad as our butts were burning sitting >was the last thing on our minds. She said, "I know >ya'll gotta be hungry, you been gone since after >breakfast. Just stay there, I'm going to the dining >hall to get you something to eat. She came back about >twenty minutes later with some sandwiches and Pepsis. >We sat and ate in silence other than our sniffling. >While those metal chairs we were sitting on weren't >comfortable, I seriously thought about pulling my >shorts back down to see if it would help put out the >fire on my butt. When we all finished eating. She sat >down and talked with us again. She as much more calm >by then, and was no longer fussing but did tell us how >much we had scared her taking off and being gone for >so long. I started to cry again feeling guilty. She >finally walked us back to our cabin and it was already >after lights out. She told us to get to bed and stay >quiet. > >The next morning, we woke up. Everybody gathered >around outside for morning prayer and then went to eat >breakfast. After we finished eating, the Counselor >reminded us that we were restricted for the day, so >after going to the restroom, we had to report back to >our cabin. Different assistants took turns standing >guard over us while we sat on the beds in silence. The >only time any of us was allowed to speak was to ask >permission to go to the restroom. Other than that all >we were allowed to do was go to the dining hall for >lunch and then dinner. We were lucky that we weren't >separated from the other kids during the meals, so we >were allowed to talk at meal time. Other than that It >was a long miserable day. After dinner we reported >back to our cabin and sat back down on our beds and >after a few minutes the Counselor came in. She said >talked to the Assistant who was keeping an eye on us. >Then the Assistant walked out. She came over to us and >said, "Girls, I think you've learned your lesson, so >I'm gonna go ahead and end your restriction now. If >you wanna go out and have some fun before it's time to >come in for the night. Go ahead." Then she warned, >"But you'd better behave yourselves. Because next >time, you get sent home. Do you understand me?" We all >said, "Yes ma'am." Then we thanked her and went out to >have fun. >Blessed Freedom. > >The last few days of Camp we had a lot of fun and on >the last night Before We had a big bonfire and a >Community Sing that lasted until "lights out". Before >turning in for the night Cassie, Ramona and I got >together and we all swore that we wouldn't let our >folks know about us getting paddled at camp. Hoping to >be spared spankings at home. The next morning we all >got up, had the morning prayer, then our last brunch. >Then we had to go back to our cabins to pack our gear >and get to our busses. Ramona and I both hugged >Cassie and said goodbye to her as she got on her bus >before we had to get on ours. > >About an hour and a half later, our bus arrived at our >Church and our parents were there to meet us. After >then nice warm loving greetings we expected. Ramona's >parents took her home and mine took me home. I was in >my room changing and unpacking just wearing a pair of >panties at teh time and Momma came in closing the door >behind her. She asked me some more about my week at >camp and I talked about all the fun we had, activities >and so forth, she listened patiently and said, "It >sounded like you girls had a great time, but, Is there >anything you haven't told me yet?" At first, I wasn't >going to tell her about getting paddled. But could >tell something was wrong, then I finally said, "I got >in trouble one day." I snuck off and was gone all day. >So the Counselor gave me a choice of being sent home >or getting paddled. So I let her paddle me." I hadn't >planned on telling on Cassie and Ramona but mom asked. >"Was it just you?" I was starting to tear up and said, >"No Momma". Then came the full tearful confession. >Then Momma said, "Well I guess you know what's gonna >happen next." Than she sat down on my bed. I started >to cry and pulled my panties down letting them drop to >the floor. Then she patted her lap. I lay across it >begging her not to spank me. She gave me a stern >talking to while I lay naked across her lap. Then she >spanked me. I expected the worst but To my surprise, >she didn't spank me all that hard and maybe a dozen or >so smacks. It stung a little but nowhere near as much >as it normally would have. After she let me off her >lap, she put her arms around me and said, "That was >for sneaking off. I already knew about what happened >because the Counselor called us and told us all about >it, including the fact she paddled you girls and >restricted you for a day. I didn't say anything about >it or go ahead and punish you because I wanted to see >if you would fess up and when I asked if anything else >happened, and you did." Then she kissed me and told me >"I love you Baby Girl and I'm really proud of you for >owning up to what you did even though you knew what >would happen. Then admitted to me, "That's why I >decided to take it easy and just give you a few little >swats. If you hadn't owned up to it, I would have been >spanking your little butt with the hairbrush". We sat >for a few minutes talking cuddled up then She gave me >a big hug and told me to get cleaned up and to get >dressed because Daddy was taking us to dinner to >celebrate my being home. > >I found out later that Cassie and Ramona both got >quizzed when they got home, and they both ended up >getting their bare behinds spanked too. The next day I >saw Ramona and she asked me what happened when I got >home. I told her that Momma knew what happened and got >me to confess, and she gave me a spanking. Ramona >said, "My Momma found out about it too and she asked >me about it. I hope I didn't get you in any extra >trouble." I said, "No and it wasn't a very bad >spanking. She just used her hand and didn't really hit >all that hard. When I talked to Cassie later she told >me what happened to her when she got home. Aunt Connie >waited until bedtime to talk with her and she >confessed too. She just pulled her panties down and >smacked her bottom a few times instead of the usual >flyswatter spanking. > >Mommas just have a way of finding things out or they >will find a way to get you to tell on yourself. > >We did Church Camp the next couple of years after that >but we managed to stay out of trouble other than >getting fussed at for a couple of harmless little >pranks. > >I'm looking forward to reading about any related camp >experiences you good folks might have had.

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