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Whippingham Fitness Camp part 2

After lunch, we were back in the small ante room where we had left our backpacks. I chimed. "It would for sure be more efficient than our trekking!"

June echoed. "Since we have failed our fitness tests we will be strapped, and have to stand in those punishment corners, with our crimson butts for all to see!"

"Yeah, but somehow it will serve us right. If we hadn't boozed and party every weekends..."

"April! Have you ever been strapped? I was belted by my father, and it was no picnic."

"Yes, I was also belted by my dad."

"June, we have to consider that it will be over if we again fail. No grant, no housing, out on the street, our dreams will be lost."

"Alright! I hear you. How much money have you got?"

"A thousand something."

"Same here, we will have to ask for credit."

A few minutes later I gently knocked on the door with the gold plate reading, "Principal".

We entered when invited, and met an older, yet very fit lady.

"The campers! I will show you a lovely spot. Only 10 £ a day with showers."

I stammered. "Huh... Ma'am... please... We are thinking of joining the program."

"Ah! Very brave girls! Tell me more."

June still down to earth mentioned. "First we only have a thousand pounds each. We well need credit."

"That isn't a problem. What income have you got?"

"We have our sports and studies grant."

"That is if you don't fail."

"Well, Ma'am, we were given a second chance."

"Please explain."

"We are into modern dancing, we haven't failed the dancing, we only failed the fitness test."

June sheepishly confessed. "I have an extra eight pounds."

"And you?"

I blushed. "Seven pounds, Ma'am."

"Although you haven't failed the dancing test, you have to retake it after having shed your extra weight?"

"Yes Ma'am."

"Very well, I guaranty that you will shed those extra pounds, and brilliantly retake your dancing test. You will repay your credit over the next two years. I am giving you ten days for the price of your first week."

We echoed as we said. "Thank you Ma'am!"

"Follow me, I will take you to your dorm."

On the second floor she showed us a comfortable room with 6 beds. Two of them were unmade. "You already know your roommates as you had lunch with Louise and Annabelle, and their friends Melissa and Lucinda."

We smiled.

"Over there you have your cupboards with your uniforms. You will change into sports bras, T-shirts and gym knickers, we call them buruma as in Japan. Then you will return to my office to be punished for your failure.

We changed and tried to adjust those buruma. "Whoa! They sure aren't too covering!"

Five minutes later we again knocked on the door with the gold plate. We paid only a third of our dues. Miss Principal said. "I don't want you to return home without any money." We also signed a very generous financing contract.

"Step on that scale, I want to record your weight."

Then her tone suddenly changed. She barked. "Take off your buruma, and drop them on my desk!"

 

We blushed as we had noticed that unlike shorts there are no knickers under those buruma. We were immediately bare butt as we lowered them.

"Twelve strokes!"

We timidly nodded, with our hands in front of our curls.

She took a leather strap out of a cupboard. It was about four feet. We eyed it with fear. She stepped between us.

"Hands on you head!"

That strap whizzed and whipped June. She squealed. Next it was me, and I squealed as well. That strap like a whip flew left and right as it alternated between us. She had us dancing with her sizzling strap!

"OH! AH! OUCH!"

June tried to protect herself. "Hands back on your head, you will receive an additional stroke!"

She whipped the back of my thighs. It was so stingy that I couldn't help rubbing them.

"Hands back on your head, you will receive an additional stroke!" 

I got that penalty stroke on the front of my thighs. That was even fiercer than the stroke on the back of my legs.

"OH! AH! OUCH! OUCH!" 

June also rubbed the back of her legs. The extra stroke across the front of her thighs had her singing.

 "AH! AIE! AIE! AIE!"

Each time we rubbed, she made good on her promise of penalty strokes.

"OH! OUCH! OUCH!"

It was ten time more severe than Pops' belting!

 In the punishment corners both of you. No rubbing! Keep your hands on your head. Stay there till I give you back your buruma."

Red face, still sniffling, with our hands on our head, and everything on show, it was a walk of shame till the punishment corners. I further clasped my hands above my head to avoid rubbing my incandescent derriere and thighs. I felt as a well punished little girl.

A few girls teased us. "Stings doesn't it!"

"Baptized of fire!"

"A real red head with a red butt, hahahaha!"

"Blondie's, bum looks even redder!"

Deep in my heart, I soberly had to admit, that it was a well deserve punishment for a year of partying.

We were eventually given back our burumas. We gingerly pulled them up, and didn't bother adjusting them. I rubbed and rubbed some more! June even danced on the spot as she rubbed.

We were ordered to get a tray for our dinner. I was very careful; I had a peach instead of the appetizing chocolate dessert. I saw that June had made the same choice.

 Annabelle and Louise waved, and we joined them.

They smiled. "So you aren't chickens!"

"They will be tigresses!"

We bravely smiled.

Melissa asked. "How long have you got?"

I answered. "Starting with ten days."

June was still rubbing as she commented. "That was a quite a whipping."

Lucinda summed up. "You had sixteen strokes, the four extra strokes to the front of you thighs are glowing."

Annabelle mused. "Not bad, some got more."

I was eating with one hand, and rubbing the front of my thighs with the other.

 April and June

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Whippingham Fitness Camp 1

I am April and my friend is June, we have more in common than being named after the calendar. We are both twenty-one, and students of a modern dance academy. We also have a few extra pounds, and for shedding them, we decided to go trekking and camping during the summer hols.

The local choo choo dropped us in the middle of the Moors. With backpacks and expertly cutoff jeans shorts, we walked out of the small train station. We giggled, as we heard an old lady's musing. "If a daughter of mine wore such shorts, I would decorate her bottom with vivid cane welts." Her companion had a broad smile. His imagination must have been inspired...

It was a small village, and we were soon out in the country. We had a chuckle when we passed a sign reading Whippingham Fitness Camp. Around noon, we stopped for lunch, at a tiny hamlet with a street side pub near a mini-mart. The locals couldn't take their eyes off our shorts. We didn't mind.

A few hours later, we called it a day, and setup our tents in a lovely meadow near a small tarn and a beach. We had a camp fire on that beach, and after having devoured sandwiches bought earlier, we roasted marshmallows. We also tried to imagine, how much weight we lost on that first day of trekking.

Although we had an early night, we slept late. We were awakened by a G.I. Jane like voice, barking orders. "Annabelle you have been trailing behind. Drop your buruma, I am going to light such a fire in your bottom, that you will be running ahead of everyone for the home run!"

That was followed by numerous resounding smacks. As we poked our heads out of our tents, we discovered a girl our age receiving an over the knees bare bottom spanking. It wasn't a little girl's spanking, it was a very severe spanking.

She was spanked till her bum and upper tights were crimson. Surprisingly, she was barely sniffling when she gingerly pulled up her gym knickers. She tried to adjust them, but they were far too skimpy to hide the fact that she was well punished. In comparison our shorts might have been approved at a nunnery.

The G.I. Jane voice again boomed You the campers, you best pack before the Rangers' morning patrol. You're welcome to camp on our estate over that hill, and clean up the remains of that fire!" We hurriedly packed our tents.

After having cleaned our campfire, we trekked over the hill. We discovered a large secluded Victorian mansion with a sports field. We didn't see anyone around, and weren't surprised since it was almost time for lunch.

Another G.I. Jane welcomed us, and she didn't bark. She was actually very nice, and showed us where to drop our backpacks. Out of curiosity, we picked up a couple of brochures. We exchanged winks as we read their tittles. "Whippingham Fitness Camp - We will give you the eye of the tiger!"

We folded the brochures into our shorts back pockets, and G.I. Jane number two invited us to have lunch. We discovered an elegant dining room with wood paneling. We noticed the happy chatter and giggling of girls about our age. They were all wearing the skimpy shorts and T.shirts we saw this morning.

We joined the queue for the generous buffet. We saw quite a few girls with red bums generously peeking out of their surprisingly short shorts. They didn't look distressed. We were behind a girl with fading reddish stripes decorating her under curves and thighs.

She saw us staring and shrugged I was switched a few days ago for having gained a couple of pounds." She giggled as she added. "I lost them real fast!"

She introduced herself as Louise, and invited us to sit with her friends. One of them was Annabelle, we had kinda met her this morning. She barely blushed as she recognized us. I introduced ourselves. "This is June, and I am April."

Louise chuckled. "You are wondering what this is all about!"

"Indeed!"

Annabelle was first. "I am to take the Fitness Assessment for the Military Academy, and I want to be sure to ace it!"

Louise echoed. “I am hoping to be selected for the National Rugby Team."

Another girl called Melissa chimed. "I am a nurse, and I am going to train as a paratrooper with the Fire Department."

We remained opened mouths for a long second, and pulled out the brochures from our back pockets. We read. "Whatever your goals we will make sure that you are the best that you can be. You will be as fit as a tigress, and we will give you the mental of a winner!"

Down to earth June mused. "1700 £ for a week, it sure isn't cheap!"

One more girl, who introduced herself as Lucinda, explained. "There's a money back guaranty if you don't succeed. You will be assessed. They will tell you how many weeks will be required to meet your goals. The second and third weeks are cheaper. No one ever had to take four weeks. No one was ever refunded!"

Louise questioned us. "What are you girls into?"

June answered for both of us. "We are into modern dancing with a sports and studies program."

I filled in the blanks. "We are to retake our physical and dancing test in a month." 

Louise laughed. "Prime candidates for the Whippingham fitness program!"

June frowned. "Are you always punished on the bare bottom in front of everyone?" 

Melissa nodded with a blush.

I read aloud from the brochure. "The shame of being spanked as a little girl, on the bare, in front of your chums, will be a great incentive to apply yourself."

One more girl pointed to a corner of the dining hall. "Over there you have a punishment corner." We turned our heads in unison, and saw above the mentioned corner, an American college paddle engraved with the words "Punishment Corner."

We listened as she added. "On our first day, we are punished for the failure which made us join the program. Then we have to stand in the corner, bare from our navel to our socks, for everyone to see our glowing bums."

Annabelle added with a cheeky smile. "There's another punishment corner over here, one for each of you!"

Louise teased. "Will you be chickens or tigresses?"

April and June

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