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It was the first day of July as Dan Rowels sat on the bus, big blue eyes staring out the window in dejection, occasionally sweeping a blonde lock away from his pale face. A suitcase was stuffed under his uncomfortably hard seat, packed with a month’s worth of clothes and other basic necessities.
An entire month at the Big Moose summer camp, away from TV, smartphones, tablets, and any and all kinds of civilization in general. How lucky was he?
Note the heavy sarcasm.
The passenger in the adjcent seat seemed to notice his depressed state, because he leaned sideways to give him a supportive pat on the shoulder “Come on, maybe it won’t be so bad this time.”
“Speak for yourself” Dan grumbled to the other boy “Why do we have to come here every summer? The whole reason they invented indoors was so people wouldn’t have to go outside! Besides, we’re 18 years old, for Heaven’s sake, so why don’t our parents just let us stay at home?”
“Because they want the house all to themselves?” all the joke earned was an unamused scowl “Listen, I heard they assigned some new counselors for the camp, so maybe it won’t be as boring as last year with Mr Wilbur.”
“He wasted an entire day trying to light a fire by smacking two stones against each other, and made us stand there and watch every single minute of it” pointed out a third camper, making the others shudder at the memory “Nothing could be worse than that.”
“Never say never” was Dan’s only response. He once thought the worst food in history was broccoli, until the dreadful time his mom decided to have pineapple pizza for dinner and he almost threw up his own stomach.
The ride turned from bumpy to very bumpy, signaling they were almost there; and sure enough, five minutes later the bus stopped in front of a large sign.
“Welcome to Big Moose, where fun is the norm and boredom is outlawed” read Dan in a mocking tone before resignedly grabbing his luggage and moving to form a line with the other campers. Himself included, there were eleven boys and four girls, all around his age and all sharing his annoyed expression “Seriously, what kind of braindead moron writes stuff like that?”
“A big moose?” suggested the same boy who’d tried to comfort him earlier.
Dan gave him a deadpan look “You’re a real comedian, aren’t you?”
“It’s a defensive mechanism; either crack jokes, or crack my skull on the first rock I can find. By the way, I hope we get along during our stay.”
“I hope we survive our stay” he sighed, staring at the surrounding area “Although, I seriously doubt it.”
The camp looked the same as last year: a few old, crudely patched tents to sleep, a wooden barrack to act as mess hall, another to keep the equipment, an infirmary, and a single outhouse so dirty they could smell it’s stench from twenty feet away. Nothing else; just mud, trees and mosquitoes for miles around.
“I’m already bored out of my mind. Too bad they can’t arrest me for that, at least jails have TV” Dan groaned “Ten bucks say I’ll start ripping off my hair before the day is over.”
“Hello, everyone!” came a voice from the side, so peppy it would’ve sounded more appropriate for a cheerleading team than a summer camp; especially this summer camp “We’re gonna have so much fun together!”
The blonde boy took a deep breath, preparing to lash out another sarcastic response at whoever had dared say such preposterous words. However the air got stuck in his throat when he saw her.
Or rather, them.
The first, the one who spoke, was a beautiful blonde with shoulder length hair and bright blue eyes; she wore jean shorts that stopped in the middle of her tanned thights, a tight red tank top and a big pearly smile.
The second was a cute petite girl with pearly skin and long brown hair in a ponytail, dressed in a blue miniskirt and a simple green shirt.
The third was a tough-looking muscular redhead wearing a green sleeveless shirt and jeans; she sported a dragon tattoo on her thick bicep and a huge scowl on her face, like she would rather be anywhere but here.
“It’s so nice to meet you all” continued the blonde “My name is Nicole Salter, the camp leader, and those are my friends and colleagues Lily” she pointed at the brunette, who gave a short wave and smiled shyly “and Rose” her finger moved to the redhead, who merely grunted “Starting today, we’ll be your new counselors.”
The rest of her welcoming speech flew right over Dan’s head; since the moment the young women (they had to be around 20 years old) had appeared, all he could think about were Nicole’s large breasts straining against her top, Lily’s long, mouthwatering legs, and Rose’s ample butt pressing on the back of her jeans.
He’d changed his mind.
This was going to be the best vacation ever.
After the speech was done, all campers were split into three groups, each assigned to one of the counselors; Dan, along with four other boys, ended up with Rose. Together they marched to the two tents designated for them, and Dan was about to throw his suitcase into one when the redhead stopped him.
“What do you think you’re doing? This is the girl’s tent” she said, pointing at all the female belongings already scattered inside “You boys stay in the other.”
“But you’re the only girl in our group!” Dan protested “Besides, one tent is not enough for five people!”
“Not my problem; unpack your stuff and no more complains, or you can forget about lunch” Rose threatened “You have ten minutes, then we’ll begin our morning excursion in the forest. Now marsh.”
Dan had to bite his tongue to suppress an inappropriate comment. Instead, he tried to relax by focusing on nicer things, like revenge. Imagining multiple scenarios where the mean councelor ended up in unpleasant situations (the latest involved a swamp and several piranhas) kept him going for the first half hour of the hike, and he survived another half by walking right behind Rose to shamelessly ogle her bubbly butt as it bounced and jiggled with every step. But not even those deliciously quivering buttocks were enough to ignore his aching muscles for long, and by the second hour he was forced to swallow his pride and beg for a short rest.
His request was denied.
“We have to be back for lunch, and there’s no way I’m letting you brats ruin my schedule” the councelor announced without an ounce of compassion “Now shut up and keep moving. If you have energy to talk, you have energy to walk.”
Dan groaned; he was a smart boy, maybe the smartest in his class, but he and physical activity had never really gotten along. They had barely traveled a third of the journey, and his shirt was already drenched in sweat.
Luckily, one of the other campers took pity on his condition and asked to take a quick bathroom break in the forest.
“Oh, fine; just hurry up” Rose reluctantly conceded, sitting on a fallen hollow tree to wait for his return. To pass the time, she took out a smartphone and started fiddling with it.
A smartphone.
“W-wait a second” stuttered Dan, an incredulous expression on his face “I though electronic devices were forbidden at camp.”
“They are for you” the redhead glanced at him for a moment while still pressing buttons, and the corner of her lips twitched slightly in amusement at his almost craving look “We councelors need them for important stuff like- oh crap, those stupid ghosts killed my Pac Man! And I almost had the high score!”
At those words, something in the young boy snapped. Until that point his fantasies about payback on the redhead had been just that, fantasies; but now…
Dan opened his backpack and rummaged inside until he found the medical kit, then took out a small needle normally used for sewing wounds. Creeping behind Rose, he carefully aimed at her firm, supple, and totally oblivious posterior.
Poink
“OW!” the councelor jumped a few feet in the air, phone slipping from her fingers and inside one of the trunk’s many cracks. Rubbing her ass with a hand, she snarled at the group “What was that?!”
“A wasp?” suggested Dan with as much innocence as he could muster, barely stifling a laugh as he hid the needle behind his back.
“Ugh, nevermind that; I need my phone back, I still have to save my game.”
Rose circled around the tree until she reached the end closest to her device, laid bellydown on the ground and stretched her arm inside. No use, it was too far in. With no other choice, the redhead crawled into the tree up to her waist, fingers almost brushing the phone when she realized her large rear prevented her from proceeding any further; and she was so close too!
‘Wait, why didn’t I think of it before? I can simply send one of those brats, they’re much smaller than me!’
She moved back.
Or rather tried to, because her body didn’t move an inch.
Incredulity gave way to panic as she realized that the inner walls of the truck, covered in slick musk, offered no traction for her hands, while her legs had nothing to use to push herself out.
Simply put, she was stuck for good.
And the boys were quick to realize this as well.
“Don’t worry, I’ll help you” offered Dan, much to the general bewilderment of his peers as they considered how badly she’d treated him until that point. Their surprise turned to amusement when the boy silently unfastened her belt before grabbing her pants and pulling. The garment slipped over her toned legs to pool around the ankles, revealing two huge, firm buttocks clad in hot pink panties decorated with frillies “Oops, sorry about that.”
“And here I thought she was the tomboy type” whispered one of the boys to his friends, who nodded in agreement.
“HOW DARE YOU!” roared the trapped redhead, stomping her tangled feet around in impotent rage “PULL MY PANTS UP RIGHT NOW!”
Holding back a snicker, Dan made a shushing gesture to the others as he took out the needle from before “We can’t, you just crushed a wasp nest and now they’re everywhere.”
“Don’t be stupid, I didn’t see any nest when we stopped her-”
Poink
“OW!” she yelped “What was that?”
“I just told you, it’s wasps” sighed the blonde boy in fake exasperation as he handed out a few spare needles to his fellow campers; together, they approached her large butt from every direction “Look out, there are more incoming!”
“WHAT?” she kicked around again, almost breaking Dan’s nose by accident.
“You should stop that” he suggested, carefully circling around her flailing lower limbs “You’re making them madder.”
“But-”
Poink
“OW!” she squeaked, but opted to listen and stay still.
Poink
“OW!”
Poink
Poink
Poink
“OOOWWWWWWWW!” Rose crieed and cursed, but otherwise didn’t move for fear of angering the insects even more; if she kept still long enough they were bound to get bored sooner or later, right?
Then something pinched her butt.
“YEOUCH!” she screamed “Now what?”
“There’s a stag beetle on your, erm, rear end; it’s seems to be fighting the wasps for dominance” lied Dan, giving another delightful pinch on her left buttock as his fellows randomly stabbed around it, giving the impression of a small war taking place right atop her hiney.
“Don’t just stand there, do something!”
“Ok” and he slapped her ass. Hard.
“OUCH!”
“Damn, missed it. Come on guys, give me a hand” he chuckled at his unintended pun “Or even both, I’d say there’s enough space here for everyone.”
When the fifth boy returned from his bathroom break, he found all his teammates vigorously slapping, pinching and stabbing a very curvaceous and very red posterior protruding from a tree.
“Uuuh, did I miss something?”
When the group returned to camp, several hours later, Rose ignored lunch and wobbled straight to her tent for a well deserved rest. Dan was trotting by her side, an incredibly large grin plastered on his face.
“Are you sure you don’t need anything? Bug repellent, a massage…” the boy asked, mostly teasing but also partly serious. He sure wouldn’t mind getting his hands on those juicy buns some more! “Really, if there’s any way I can help-”
“You’ve already done more than enough. Now I suggest you scram unless you want me to massage your nose with my fist” she growled before entering her private space and zipping the falds shut. Dan stood there for a moment, then took out his swiss knife and tinkered with the zipper so it couldn’t be opened from the inside. Next, he moved to the tent side and made a small tear to peek inside.
“Stupid bugs, stupid brats, stupid nature.” moaned the redhead as she lowered her pants and peeled away her panties to inspect the damage; her prided butt was covered in angry red marks from stings and pinches, and the spanking had left it as pink as her underwear. Stroking the damaged skin with a finger, she winced at the painful sensation it caused “I swear, if I never see another insect again it’ll be too soon.”
It was at this point that Dan, who until now had simply enjoyed the strip tease, grabbed a paper bag he had filled while in the forest. Inside, dozens of centipedes, ants and spiders wiggled in frantic search of a way out. The boy was more than happy to give them one… right through the rip he just made.
Rose was too concentrated on tending to her posterior to notice the small animals entering the tent; at least, until some of them began climbing up her legs.
Her terrified scream was heard all over camp. The redhead swatted everywhere, but no matter how much she slapped her skin she could still feel tiny legs crawl across her skin. The kid started laughing, but at this point she was far too hysterical to take notice of him as she attempted to leave her tent only to find the zipper jammed.
By the time help arrived, she had already fainted from overload of terror.
In the afternoon Rose locked herself in the infirmary, too scared to leave and risk stumbing into more bugs, so Dan and his group were added to Lily’s.
Their current activity: fishing.
The pale counselor had given each camper a fishing rod, a can of worms and some instructions on how to properly use them before they all marched to a ridge overlying the lake. Once there, she ordered her charges to stay closeby in order to keep a better eye on them and sat under a shady tree. So far, a much more promising start compared to the redhead’s attitude.
Then she started talking.
History of the camp, species of fish in the lake, cooking recipes… an overwelming stream of words that drowned any other sound and made even the slightest conversation impossible; when someone tried, she just spoke louder.
Finally, one of them had enough “Ma’am, could you-”
“Shut up!” she yelled, her shy demeanor vanishing to be replaced by a snobbish tone. The abrupt change caught the campers off guard, and all they could do was gape wordlessly as she continued to scold them “Can’t you see I’m bestowing my vast knowledge into your tiny minds? Have some respect for your elders, you ungrateful kids! Besides, if you keep talking the fish will get scared.”
A few campers gawked at the sheer ipocrisy of that last statement, but Lily didn’t seem to notice as she resumed her lecture. To make matters worse, her voice was so flat and boring that a couple boys had already fallen asleep, with many more soon to join if no one acted.
Dan chose to be that someone.
First he gathered the members of his original group; after the morning events they had started to see him as a leader of sorts, and listened carefully to his instructions before passing word to the others. There was no objection, especially after the counselor began to point out mistakes in their posture, the bait used, and a dozen other things no one cared about. Once everyone had their orders, he whisked his fishing rod behind him with much more force than necessary, sending the hook to snag the edge of Lily’s skirt. Before she could realize what was happening, Dan yanked the line back and ripped the garment clean off.
“EEEEEEEEEEEEEKKKK!” shrieked the woman, covering her lingerie with both hands. To the general surprise, it turned out to be a risquè black thong that barely hid anything at all. Her scream woke the dozing campers, who immediately proceeded to join the others in laughing at her.
“Quick, hide in the bushes!” shouted a girl. Without thinking, Lily hastened to obey and sunk her lower half into the foliage, only to discover it was poison ivy.
“WWWAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!” the councelor shot out of the bush like a rocket and jumped into the lake, hoping to alleviate the pain on her buttocks. It didn’t work, as she landed ass first on a shallow patch full of sharp rocks.
“OOOOOOUUUUUUUUUUUCCCH!” Lily squirmed and splashed around, repeatedly trying to stand up only to slip on the wet rocks and further drench (and impale) herself “HEEEELLLLLP!”
At this point, Dan decided that was probably enough; surely by now the woman had learnt her lesson and would be much nicer and respectful in their regards, so he opted to be nice and give her a hand.
Oh, who am I kidding?
He snapped his fingers. At the command, all campers launched their lines at the woman’s flailing form, most of which hooked on her underwear.
“Pull her up” ordered Dan.
They did, and the wimpering counselor was literally lifted from the lake and up to the cliff until her red, irritated hiney was dangling in front of their faces, thong digging between her asschecks in the mother of all wedgies.
“Good job, you can let her down” Lily was unceremoniously dropped on the ground, right on top of their supply of fish hooks.
“OOOOWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW!”
“Oops, my bad” Dan apologized not-so-sincerely and rolled her over to inspect the damage; about a dozen small but sharp hooks were piercing her round posterior, it’s reddening skin a sharp contrast with her pale complexion.
“Oohhh getthemout getthemout” she pleaded, rising to her hands and knees and pushing her booty up to his face. Despite not being as big or firm as Rose’s, it was still a magnificent sight for the assembled males, while the girls simply enjoyed the humiliation.
“Maybe we should nickname you Captain Hook” joked Dan, causing all of the campers to snicker.
“It’s not funny- OW!” Lily yelped as the first hook was removed, making her ass wiggle a little.
Plink
“OUCH!”
Plink
“OW!”
Plink
“YEOW!”
“This would be much easier if you’d stop squirming” Dan commented “Ok, this is the last one.”
Plink
“OWWWW!” she moaned for the last time, before sighing in relief “Glad that’s over.”
“Not quite” chuckled Dan “Guys?”
Two of the bigger boys lunged forward and grabbed a hold of Lily’s shirt, tugging it on both sides.
“EEEK! What are you doing?” her protests were in vain, as were the futile attempts to stand up and push them away “Let go of me!”
“If we don’t take off your wet clothes, you’ll catch a cold” one of them said in fake concern, a hand on her back to keep her in place “Pull harder Brad.”
“You got it Luke” replied Brad; and with that, both yanked with all their combined might.
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“KKKYYYYYAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!”
In that moment Lily found herself with her shirt ripped apart to reveal a pair of modest but perky breasts contained in a simple black bra. Several boys ogled her surprisingly sexy figure without shame, and a few girls commented on how her underwear seemed more suited for Rose and viceversa and wondered if their wardrobe had somehow gotten switched -Dan’s original group had shown no qualms about sharing every detail of their previous adventure.
Of course, Dan had no intention of simply staring at her; sitting on a leg, he started rubbing his hands all over it.
“Stop it!” demanded Lily, summoning all her authority; which isn’t much when you’re half naked and with a red, sore and prickled butt pointed up for everyone to see.
“But you need to warm up” he objected innocently, his fingers fondling and squeezing a soft thigh.
Not wanting to be left out, Brad and Luke, who were still holding her down, also began to explore her curves, soon followed by everyone else.
When the group returned to camp and was asked how many fish they caught, Dan replied “Just one, but really, really fun to reel in.”
The second day found Lily joining Rose in the infirmary, a large ice bag on her butt. Finding herself out of options (and colleagues), Nicole had no choice but to take the entire camp group with her as they went canoing.
In an orderly fashion, the campers were divided into couples and each was given a canoe and two oars. Being an odd number, Dan ended up sitting behind the councelor herself.
Frankly, he suspected she’d done it on purpose to keep a close eye on him after hearing about his behaviour from Lily and Rose; but who cared? As long as she didn’t act rude or snobbish like the others he wouldn’t take action, and if she did he was already in a perfect position to intervene.
The trip started out nicely: the lake’s placid surface sparkled under the warm sun, looking as if it was made of shiny diamonds, and the only sounds were a couple birds chirping and the paddles rhytmically splashing as they hit the water. When the small crafts reached the exact center, they started to strip down to their swimsuits for a refreshing swim.
“Not so fast!” called Nicole sternily. Oh boy, trouble alert “You must wait three hours after eating before that.”
“What? But we had breakfast right before leaving!” protested Dan “Does that means we have to wait another two hours and a half?”
“That is correct” she confirmed, not an ounce of compassion in her voice.
“Than why are we even here? Shouldn’t we have just remained at camp and left later?” he complained “All there is to do here beside swimming is twiddle our thumbs!”
“The reason is simple” her expression turned from serious to nearly murderous, and Dan found himself scooting as far from her as possible in case she was planning to drown him “I know what you’ve done to my friends, and so I devised a proper punishment: we’ll stay here for the required time and even more, unless ALL of you sincerely apologize for your unacceptable behaviour so far.”
“But that’s not fair!" protested a random girl “Me and my group have been with you since the beginning of camp, we had no part in whatever happened to your coworkers.”
“Than this will help erase any possible idea for the future” the woman answered coldly, not looking the least bothered by the injustice of her decision.
Dan quickly weighed his options. The obvious solution would be to fake contrition and hope she bought it, but he refused to do so. It wasn’t just a matter of pride: Nicole and her fellow counselors were supposed to ensure the campers had a fun summer, and yet so far they’d done precisely the opposite. If anything, they were the ones who should beg forgiveness.
Well, Nicole had given a choice between punishment and apologizing; she never said it had to be their punishment.
And so, as the busty blonde argued with the others, Dan took out a small box from his backpack and opened it to reveal a large scorpion, collected in the woods right before their departure just in case something like this were to happen. Of course, first he corked the poisonous stinger for safety.
In a swift motion, he shook the box and sent its inhabitant through the air and right in the middle of Nicole’s ample cleavage, who was startled by the sudden impact “What the…”
“Omygosh, you got a big scorpion in your top!” Dan fake-squeaked.
“Eeeeeeeeeekkk!” she shrieked in terror, frantically shaking her large bosom in an attempt to fling it out. The boy leant forward and stuck his hand into the cleavage, pretending to search for the arachnid while in truth all he was doing was grope her magnificent tits.
“Oooooooohhhh” she moaned in half embarrassment, half pleasure “Moooorrreeeee- I mean, hurry and get rid of it!”
All this movement was beginning to anger the scorpion, and he showed his irritatation by starting to pinch anything in range so it would stop moving so much.
“OW!” yelped Nicole as her breasts were brutally and repeatedly assaulted by the strong cheratinous tweezers “OWOWOOOWWWWWW!”
Taking advantage of her distraction, Dan tugged the back of her shorts and guided the scorpion right down the opening. Nicole stopped squirming and her eyes bulged out as she felt something crawl on her ass.
Pinch, pinch, pinch went the sharp and powerful pinchers.
“OUCH!” the counselor shot up to a standing position and grabbed her buttocks with both hands, wiggling and yelping as the pest in her pants kept pinching away. Almost losing her balance, she grabbed the edges of the canoe to keep from falling into the water as the scorpion continued his assault.
Pinch, pinch, pinch
“YEEEEOOOOOWWWW!” she shook her fanny like a buckling bronco, trying to dislodge the uninvited guest “Don’t just stand there, help me!”
Dan, who until now had been distracted by her bouncing posterior, regained his senses at the prospect to continue his ‘disciplining’. Once again he grabbed Nicole’s shorts, unfastened the belt and yanked them down to her knees, exposing silky red panties. However, he was surprised at seeing the arachnid was nowhere to be found. Did it already fall off?
“Kyaaaaaaa!” squealed the blonde woman, unable to pull her pants up with both hands occupied keeping her balance “What do you think you’re- OWOWOW!”
Nevermind, apparently it had managed to sneak inside the panties by itself. What a smart animal, it couldn’t have done better if it was trained.
“SOMEBODY SQUASH THIS THING!”
“No problem” smirked Dan “Brad, Luke, it’s your turn.”
“Aye aye, sir” acknowledge the two boys, who by now had become his unofficial lieutenants. Being on separate canoes, they quickly paddled to move on each side of his craft, lifted their oars out of the water and aimed them at Nicole’s heart shaped booty, which was currently high up in the air and stlll wiggling. The arachnid was on the right cheek, a barely visible bulge on the fabric, so Brad got the first hit; with a mighty warcry, he swung his oar and hit the target on the first try.
Too bad it was the wrong cheek.
Whack
“OUCH!” shrieked Nicole at this new, unexpected assault.
The vibrations from the collision sent the scorpion into a pinching frenzy as it traveled to the left cheek to fend off this unseen attacker, leaving the right one open for Luke to strike.
Smack
“YEEEEEEOOOOUCH!”
Pinch, pinch, pinch went the scorpion as he once again changed cheek.
“WWWAAAAAAAAA!”
Smack went Brad’s paddle.
“OOWWW!”
Pinch, pinch, pinch went the scorpion.
“AAAAAUUUGHH!”
Smack went Luke’s paddle.
“AWWWWOOO!”
And so on.
All too soon, her poor butt was so red the panties were almost invisible against the equally scarlet skin; you could practically feel the heat waves radiating from it. Dan, who had the best view from his angle, was filming everything with the phone he had ‘borrowed’ from Rose the previous day.
The poor arachnid was on the verge of exhaustion at this point, so he decided to cut his losses and exited via the undies’ left leg hole. As the critter finally crawled away, Nicole let out a sigh of relief.
A premature one at that, because both Brad and Luke noticed as well and decided to deliver a parting gift; aka, a double paddling.
Whack-a-whack
“AAAWWWWOOOUUUCHAAAAAGGHH!” the impact caused Nicole to stand up straight, so abruptly that the tight top was unable to contain the sudden strain from her well sized boobs.
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“What the… EEEEEEEEEEKK!” she screamed, trying to cover her red bra and panties at the same time.
“Look out, that scorpion is at your feet!” lied Dan; the councelor promptly started hopping in fright and stomping her legs around randomly, breasts bouncing in an erratic pattern. For the campers, this couldn’t possibly get any better.
Then the bottom of the craft, not built to hold jumping humans, crashed under her weight. Nicole sunk through the hole down to her chest, and while her big boobs made for an excellent cork she was left with both arms immobilized and her lower half underwater.
The woman nearly passed out as her hot buns hit the freezing water. You could almost see steam rising from them.
By now the entire flotilla had collapsed into laughter, much to her indignation. “Get me out of here!” she yelled, futilely kicking her legs still trapped in the shorts.
“Sure, no problem” chuckled Dan “I’ll pull from here, someone dive in and push her up.”
Several campers immediately stripped down to their swimsuits and plunged into the cold water, swimming to reach the flailing legs and quivering bottom. Once there, they set to ‘help’.
“Ow!” yelped Nicole as her butt was pinched “Stop- ooohhhhhhh” she moaned as it was fondled “I don’t allow- hahahahaha” she laughed as her feet were tickled mercilessly.
Fortunately for her, the playful teens were soon forced to resurface for lack of oxygen.
Unfortunately for her, there were more then enough of them to take turns.
To make matters worse, Dan was sitting in front of her and happily groping her ample chest, sometimes adding a few slaps and pinches. He wasn’t even pretending to help at this point!
“You can’t do this!” protested the furious and humiliated counsellor “OW!”
“I will” he promised, his kind smile a sharp contrast with his exploring hands “Under a few conditions.”
“Conditions?!” she sputtered incredulously “What makes you think you have the right to- ooohhhhhhh.”
“First, if you’re allowed to use cellphones than we can too; second, no more boring activities, we’re here to have fun; third, you and your friends have to be nice to us.”
If there was one thing Nicole had learned from her previous jobs, it was to realize when she was beat. So, no matter how much she wanted to strangle the boy, the woman swallowed her pride and decided to cut her losses and give up… for now.
“Fine, I acce-hahahahaha- I accep-OWOWOW- I ACCEPT!”
“See? That wasn’t so hard” with one last squeeze at her boobs, Dan leaned out of the canoe and screamed “Alright guys, party’s over!”
“OW!” yelped Nicole.
“Oh right, they can’t hear me underwater” he realized “Well, I guess another minute of fun won’t hurt.”
“OW!”
“At least, not us.”
It was almost lunchtime when the small fleet returned and the poor councelor was finally freed from her predicament.
“I’m going to the infirmary” groaned Nicole, wobbling away on her frozen legs, her soaked pants dripping at each step. The only upside of the unplanned plunge was that her throbbing ass had cooled off, going from the previous angry red to little more than a hot pink.
Most of the campers were content to watch her leave and headed to lunch, quite satisfied for the day. Not Dan, who decided to keep an eye on the blonde and make sure she wasn’t planning any retaliation. She had given up a bit too fast for his liking.
Sneaking around the building, he tiptoed under one of the windows and took a peek. He was surprised to see not only Nicole, but also Lily and Rose present; shouldn’t they be healed by now?
“They got you too, huh?” smirked Rose.
“There’s nothing humorous about this” growled Nicole, slipping out of her pants and squeezing them above a metal bucket next to the door “We have to reassert our authority somehow, or it’s all over for us.”
“But how? There are too many of them to control with threats or bribes” asked Lily worriedly “Maybe we should just request a replacement and leave.”
“Agreed” nodded the redhead “I only took this job because it sounded easy and I could boss people around; this is not what I signed up for.”
“In case you forgot, our work contract states that we have to stay here until the end of the month; otherwise we’ll have to return all our advanced payment, most of which, may I remind you, has already been spent on new clothes” snapped the blonde, before a sinister smile appeared on her face “Lucky for us, I have a plan on how to salvage our situation.”
“You do? Come on, spit it out” encouraged Rose.
“We cut off the head of the snake.”
“Ew, that’s disgusting!”
“I think she means Daniel Rowels” clarified Lily “It’s pretty clear he’s the leader of those miscreants, so if we neutralize him the others will crumble like a house of cards.”
“That’s a great idea” conceded the redhead “But how are we gonna do that?”
“I’m… still working on it” admitted the busty counselor with a grimace. Remain an entire month at the mercy of a bunch of teenagers wasn’t an option for her: she still had nightmares about the week spent ‘babysitting’ that little brat Timothy. It had taken days for her butt to regain it’s normal color!
“I have something that should do the trick” Lily rummaged inside one of the medicinal cabinets and took out a small glass vial with a skull sign on it “This is a concentrated extract of poison ivy; a few drops in his water canteen, and it’ll cause a stomachache powerful enough to last the whole month. He won’t even be able to leave his tent, let alone harass us!”
“Man, that’s the nastiest, most sadistic thing I’ve ever heard” commented Nicole “I love it!”
“I’m in” smirked Rose, placing her hand in the middle of them.
Lily set her own hand on top of hers “Than tonight we strike.”
Nicole put her hand as well “And tomorrow, we rule Big Moose once again.”
‘We’ll see about that’ thought Dan, quietly moving away to rejoin his friends. They had some work ahead of them.
It was almost midnight when a trio of shadows emerged from the infirmary. Despite the lack of electric lights there was a full moon in the sky, allowing them an adequate visibility.
Sdeng
“Ouch!”
Ok, almost adequate.
“Be careful, you dummy” hissed Rose “Do you want to wake up the entire camp?”
“It’s not my fault, some idiot left a bucket lying around” Lily whined and bent over to rub her stubbed toe.
“Hush you two” Nicole scolded them, gliding over the fact it was the bucket she had used to squeeze her clothes in and then forgot to put back in place. Instead, she pointed at Dan’s tent “There’s our target.”
The trio gathered in front of the tent. Rubbing her hands in gleeful anticipation, the redhead crouched to search for the zipper. “Hey, give me some light here” a beam of light shone on her “Thank you.”
“What are you doing?!” the blonde whisper-shouted “Lily, didn’t I say it was too risky to use torches?”
“But I didn’t bring one” answered the brunette, showing her empty hands save for the vial “See?”
“What? Than who’s- oh no…” with a rising sense of dread, the three counselors slowly turned around…
To face all fifteen campers, armed to the teeth with wooden branches, needles, paddles and other improvised weaponry. Every single one of them wore an identical smile that promised pain and suffering for the poor women.
Gathering all her courage, Nicole stood to full height and berated them with every inch of confidence she could muster. It did nothing to hide the tremor in her voice “It-it’s past curfew, young men; put down those dangerous things and go back to sleep at once!”
Nobody moved.
“Come on, don’t be foolish” her tone was still fairly confident, but cracks were starting to form in it “This is madness!”
“Madness?” replied Dan “This. Is. SPARTA!”
A long moment of silence. Then, Luke raised an incredulous eyebrow at his leader “Seriously?”
Some red colored Dan’s cheeks. “Sorry, couldn’t resist” he mumbled in embarrassment.
“RUN FOR YOUR LIVES!” screamed Lily. Her words acted as a trigger, and the three women scattered in search of safety, dispersing into the night.
“AFTER THEM!” yelled Dan, and his followers split into groups to chase their escaping quarry.
Lily proved far too easy to catch up: being a full-fledged bookworm, running wasn’t really her strong suit. Brad’s group found her sitting under the camp’s flagpole, panting heavily. With a devious smirk, the leading boy silently snuck behind her; as soon as he was close enough, he reached into her skirt and tugged her thong skyward.
“EEEKKKKKKKKK!” the brunette squirmed to get back on her feet, but every time she tried Brad yanked her underwear further up, to the point of reaching almost over her head. He then attached her thong to the pole clips, jumped on the pulley and got to work. Lily was hoisted into the air, higher and higher until she reached the top, a dozen yards off the ground. There she dangled helplessly, screeching non-stop from her devastating wedgie.
In a burst of patriotism, Brad placed a hand on his heart, soon imitated by the others, and declared “Here and now, we pledge loyalty to your sexy undies. May they stay strong for years and years to come-”
Rrriiiiiiiiiiippp
Thud
The entire group blinked simultaneously at the butt-naked and now unconscious figure that had just crashed in front of them, ass still pointed up. Brad sighed in disappointment. “These patriotic symbols aren’t what they used to be” he grumbled “Guys, go find another pair of underwear and hoist her up again.”
“Sir, yes sir!”
In the meantime, Rose was heading full speed towards the infirmary with the intention of barricading herself inside. As she was about to enter, the ground suddenly seemed to explode; something emerged from under her feet, wrapping itself around the redhead and yanking her several feet into the air.
In the darkness, she hadn’t seen the blanket spread right in front of the door, nor the ropes tied to its four corners.
For a few seconds she simply swung back and forth, too bewildered to react; then she began thrashing inside the fabric, not only to get out, but also because it was full of bugs!
“SOMEBODY HEEELP MEEEEEEEEEEE!”
Luke and his team gathered below the sack, laughing at how it squirmed; then the leader took out a swiss knife and carefully cut a flap around the lower bulge. In one quick motion the flap ripped open to reveal Rose’s booty, which promptly fell through the hole and bounced up and down for a moment before just hanging there nice and exposed, almost like a fancy chandelier… or a very big pinata.
“Alright troops” called Luke “Present-arm!”
The others showed him their weapons: a couple paddles, a branch and a few needles.
“Take aim!”
All items were pointed at the wiggling target, which so far had been too focused on the bugs to pay them any mind.
It didn’t last long.
“Fire!”
“YYYEEEEEEEEEEOOOOOOOOOOOOUUUUUUCH!”
Nicole was crouched behind a canoe, typing frantically on her phone to call for help and cursing the low reception. “Forget the contrat” she muttered, trying to connect to her boss, the hospital, the police, heck even the army if possible! “I’m getting out of here, now.”
Her hope of salvation turned out to be her downfall, as Dan saw the phone light and realized where the last counselor was. Sneaking behind her position, he pulled out a lighter and clicked it, a small yellow flame forming an inch from her backside. Nicole started sweating from the strange warmth, but figured it was just nervous sweat… until her shorts caught fire.
“WWWAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!” she screamed, running around in a panic as her posterior became engulfed in flames, with her top following soon after.
“Quick, take off your clothes!” urged Dan, struggling valiantly to keep his laughter under control; not that she would’ve noticed either way.
Without giving it a second thought Nicole tore her top and shorts off, but her red panties were already singed and beginning to smoke. Being the nice guy he was, Dan stepped forward to give her a few hard spanks, which did nothing except spread the embers even further.
Just then, a couple of girls approached them carrying a large barrel filled with water; the councelor didn’t hesitate in jumping buttfirst inside, and a sizzling sound immediately followed her backside’s immersion.
“Hhhaaaaaaaa” she moaned in relief “Sooo much better.”
“I’ll say” agreed Dan, eyeing in appreciation her heaving chest as it strained against the tight bra. Nicole attempted to cover her breasts; however her arms had been patting her butt before the jump, and were now stuck in the barrel with it “HOW DARE YOU!” she yelled, struggling to pop out of her wooden prison.
“Hey, don’t blame me” protested the boy “You did it all by yourself.”
“Get me out of this right now, or you’ll be in so much trouble!”
Dan shook his head in disbelief; hadn’t she learned anything from their lake excursion?
Looks like it was time for another lesson.
The bus doors opened with a mechanical hiss, and the depressed campers slowly trickled in the vehicle.
“Why the long faces?” asked the driver “Was it so bad?”
“On the contrary, this was the best month of our lives” sighed Brad “We’re just sad it’s over.”
“I see; but hey, there’s always next year” the man made to close the door, only to be stopped by another teen “Is something wrong?”
“Sorry, there’s a passenger still missing” explained Luke “Can you wait a few more minutes for him?”
“Fine” he conceded “But he better hurry, I still have to go collect the next batch of campers.”
Meanwhile, Dan was saying his goodbyes in the kitchen barrack “I can’t believe how fast time flew, it feels like just yesterday when I first got here. I hope we’ll meet again someday.”
“MMMMMH!”
“MMMRRH!”
“MMM MMMH MMMMMMPH!”
A gagged Lily was hanging from the ceiling in her underwear, arms and legs connected to a beam by rope; a fishing line was hooked on the back of her panties and, after passing through a rudimentary pulley system, reached a large bucket. The campers had spent numerous evenings lazily throwing stones into it, each one increasing its weight: the heavier it got, the harder it pulled her undies up. Right now it was filled to the brim with heavy rocks, creating a wedgie so powerful her panties were almost twice as tall as her “I’ll miss tickling you for hours until you swore to never bore us again with your ‘educational stories’” he sighed, brushing a finger under her armpits to elicit one final squeak of laughter. Then he added another stone just for the heck of it before moving to the next girl.
An equally underdressed Rose was bent over a table, ankles secured to its legs and arms tied behind her back; this position caused her already big butt to look even bigger. Dan flicked one of the many dull arrows embedded in it during archery day and never removed, earning himself a loud yelp through her gag “I’ll miss sticking centipedes and worms in your underwear.”
Last but not least, Nicole was lying stomach down on the floor; her ankles, elbows, knees and wrists had been tied to each other and then connected together by one more rope to create a strict hogtie “And of course, I’ll miss your tickling, spanking, fondling, groping, squeezing, kneading, pinching… well, you get the idea.”
“Mmmmrr” growled the blonde counselor, struggling for probably the hundredth time against the ropes; like the other 99th times, it only served to tire her up more.
“I know, I’m sad too” then he smiled “So I brought you a little something to remember me by.”
Nicole tensed, expecting one last pinch or spanking; what she didn’t expect was for him to take out a familiar vial. “Remember this? You were planning to make me drink it the night of our canoe excursion” his smile widened as all color drained from her face “I thought it’d make a nice farewell gift, wouldn’t you say?”
“Mmmmmh!” she pleaded, shaking her head fearfully “Mmmmmmmmmmhhhh!”
“Glad you agree” pulling back the edge of her underwear, the boy dumped the bottle’s content on her already plenty damaged butt. Not even a second later, the skin turned from hot pink to an alarming searing red color.
“MMMMMMMMMMMHHHHHH!” Nicole went into a full thrashing fit, twisting and turning in every possible way in a futile attempt to escape the torment “MMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMHHHHHH!”
Adding insult to injury, Dan bent forward to place a soft kiss on her forehead before stepping out of the building. As he walked to the bus, he took a final look at the three counselors’ identity cards, specifically their addresses; to his never-ending delight, he discovered some time ago that Nicole lived not far from him. Who knows, maybe he could pay her a surprise visit in the future.
He was sure she wouldn’t mind.