“You know what? Go ahead and keep her a while longer. The camp is ok without her.”

“Mht!?” Sabrina isn´t happy with your reply.

“Out of curiosity, what does this "hell week" entail?”

“Oh, you know. Having to cater to the whims of the head sisters like their personals…”

“Slaves?”

“I was going to say maids. Massaging them, washing their clothes, cooking for them, etc. Then, there are the special activities like the car wash from yesterday, or waitressing at a party, or taking a walk across campus in an embarrassing outfit… but in her case, I don’t think she´ll be wearing much at all.”

“And if she doesn´t play along?”

“Well, then there´s the Maze of Paddling, the Gauntlet of Slaps, and the Stairs of Spankings… Actually, that’s even if she played along, but it´s twice as long if she doesn´t!”

“Sounds pretty bad.”

“Oh, it is.”

You stand up and walk towards your squirming rival. “Well, Sabrina. There you go. See you in a week or two.”

“Hmpof.”

“Hopefully this will teach you not to mess with me anymore.” Feeling like the godfather, you gently caress Sabrina´s burning cheeks and exit the building. You can´t help but smile thinking what´s ahead for her. Yep, it feels good to win. Hopefully, your rival learned her lesson.

THE END.