Our campsite was a beehive of activity. We peeled the potatoes, prepared bacon and sausages, and mixed a huge salad. We also added another table with benches.
We had lined up on our beach when the boys pulled their canoes on the sand. The two chastised girls of the day tried pulling down their miniskirts. The boys were wearing swimming trunks and singlets. We had an eyeful till they were showed our facilities for changing into their uniforms.
A few minutes later they were wearing blue shirts with matching shorts and grey knee high socks. Some of us had spotted them at the market, and were soon paired. Our two punished girls were quite successful. Others waited for the boys to make their move.
I was no longer wearing the embarrassing miniskirt, and didn't take any chances to be paired with a dork. I introduced myself to a tall dishy boy my age with blonde hair. "I am Clarissa, whats your name?"
His name was Harry and I invited him to have a before lunch drink. "We made ginger lemonade mixed with soda water. It won't get you drunk!"
He laughed and we sat for lunch, his left hand was soon caressing my thighs, and I was smiling innocently. He wasn't the only one to have a hand under the table. We weren't too surprised when their Scout Master ordered, "Hands on the table !" Our Chieftain added, "Same for the girls, hands on the table !" Sigh, I was enjoying a feel of his hairy legs.
After lunch we had games of volley-ball, ping-pong, or badminton. We also took turn for discreetly disappearing into the woods. A thick woolly blanket would have been nice, and a dead give away!
Harry took off his shirt and carefully laid it on the prickly grass for me. We laid next to each other and soon began kissing. I felt one of his hands under my t-shirt. I helped him remove my bra, but kept my t-shirt because of the pesky twigs. I next giggled for his other hand reaching for my knickers, and soon they joined my bra. I unbuckled his belt, and with my skirt well trussed up we enjoyed a great shagging party.
A nearby pair hadn't been as discreet as us, and were caught. We hastily dressed and Harry remove the twigs from my hair. We were discreetly back at the campsite when a second pair was brought out of the woods by their ears, with shirts pulled out of skirts and shorts.
Our Chieftain sniffed the hair of the girl. "And you have been smoking!"
It was around 5 pm when we waved off the boys. Harry had a wide conquering grin, and I smiled for a few girls looking jealous.
We cleaned up, and prepared dinner. Miss Chieftain scolded the two girls who had been too enthusiastic. "I had said no hanky panky! Tomorrow morning I will teach you both a lesson !"
The bugle sounded reveille, and I had to stop what I was doing, grgrgrgr! We hurriedly joined the morning line up. The last pair was spanked. That was the routine, we were eventually all spanked for being late joining the line up. Some more than others, and after a couple of days the Mistresses decided that it would be a bare butt spanking.
The two girls who were caught canoodling yesterday without their knickers, had to take them off before bending over the trestle for wood cutting. We saw that the first one had a shaved pussy before she got her switching. She danced and sang. "OH! AH! AIE! OUCH!"
The one who had smoked had a thick tuft, and she got quite a few more for the cardinal sin of having smoked. She did a great butt wriggling dance with a soprano like. "OUCHEEEEEEEE!"
There was no doubt that the special miniskirts wouldn't be hiding their decorated thighs, when going to the supermarket.
Clarissa and co
To be continued...
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