It is day two for Mandie at Discipline Camp and she was up all night fretting about what fresh hell her disciplinarian had planned for her. When she was summoned to the Punishment Room, Mandie found that she couldnâ€TMt move so great was her fear. She was reminded that if the staff needed to assist her, the punishment that she faced would be worse. She entered the room of punishment, under her own steam, with tears already flowing down her face. She was made to strip off her camp issued pants and to lay on her belly, on a bed that has been put there for her punishment. Several pillows wer...

It is day two for Mandie at Discipline Camp and she was up all night fretting about what fresh hell her disciplinarian had planned for her. When she was summoned to the Punishment Room, Mandie found that she couldnâ€TMt move so great was her fear. She was reminded that if the staff needed to assist her, the punishment that she faced would be worse. She entered the room of punishment, under her own steam, with tears already flowing down her face. She was made to strip off her camp issued pants and to lay on her belly, on a bed that has been put there for her punishment. Several pillows were stuffed under her pelvis so that her bottom was thrust upwards, providing the disciplinarian the best target. He informed that girl that she was to be punished by strap. Soon the room was filled with cries, tears and regret. As the belt descended upon her increasingly sore bottom, Mandie cried and pleaded for this torment to end. She promised to be good, but her disciplinarian was required to carry out the will of the court and the strapping of Mandie went until she was thoroughly punished. Once the strapping finished, the now contrite little brat was made to stand, facing the wall, her punished bottom on display to contemplate the errors that brought her to Discipline Camp. All Mandie could do was cry.

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Mandie Rae and David Pierson