Almost

Shelly has an uneventful few months and graduates. Soon after, she is assigned a partner for a project for one of her classes. They spend all day twice a week working on the project together and discover they don't live very far apart.

Jen is a girl enrolled at the same university as Shelly. They decide to plan a little camping trip one weekend. Shelly wanted to destress after her academic efforts. Jen had a pretty strict family with high expectations also. They planned it out and got permission from their parents and met at the trailhead to go camp. When Shelly saw Jen, she could see she was around average height and size but had a large bottom. She also noticed she was of I doan descent with dark hair and somewhat tanned skin. Shelly thought she was beautiful.

Jen introduced herself in person and the set off. Once they set camp, they made dinner and talked into the evening before calling it a night. They had pitched one tent since Shelly didn't have one but Jen had a large one. Shelly had brought more of the food and cooking supplies.

The second day was going well, but that night, Jen pulled out a bottle of vodka. She had gotten it from her cousin who had dropped her off and wanted to experiment with **** before going to college. Neither girl had been invited to many parties and neither had dared to drink lest their parents found out. However, this was a good chance for them to try it. Shelly thought it was risky in the woods, but their camp was fine and they were leaving tomorrow anyways, so why shouldn't they enjoy themselves a little.

Neither girl had much tolerance and their one rotation led them to make the bad decision of drinking even more. Soon, both girls were wasted. They passed out after somehow both making it to the tent. The vodka was about half empty.

In the morning, they were hungover and waited to pack up. They packed sloppily but thought nothing of it. They would soon be home and could reorganize next weekend. Shelly took Jen home and Jen's mom met them in the driveway to I sist Shelly come in for refreshments. They wanted to meet their daughters new friend.

As they went in, they were both tired from the night of drinking and inadequate hydration. Jen brought her bags, and put them next to the door. Shelly was distracted by Jen's mom asking her about what she plans to study and tripped on the bag, causing the half empty vodka bottle to fall out.

Jen was shocked and clearly scared. Her father heard the glass and entered the room, looking at the bottle and at Jen and at the bottle again. "Jen, explain yourself." He said sternly. "It's not mine. I promise. I never saw it before." He the. Looks at Shelly, "so this is yours then?" Shelly isn't sure how this will go but she doesn't want to take responsibility and potentially drive away her new friend's parents. "No sir. It's not mine."

Jen's dad is visibly upset. "I see. One of you are lying. I know how this should be dealt with, but I am not authorized to deal with Jen's friends as I would her. I think we should call your parents young lady. We can sort this out together. Please contact them and we will wait here." He sits on the couch as Shelly dials her home number and tells her parents what happened.

About 30 minutes pass before they arrive. Jen looks incredibly nervous and in the meantime her father has gone down the hall and returned with a rattan cane that is resting against the couch.

Chuck asks, "what is going on here?" Jen's father roses to welcome them and explain. "Nice to meet you Mr Smith. My daughter had **** in her camping bag. She claims it is not hers and Shelly also does not accept ownership. If they were both my daughters, I'd get the truth out of them. I do trust my daughter because she knows what will happen if I find out she lied. But I thought Shelly might be a bit more honest with you here also."

Jen is a nervous wreck. She likes Shelly but she really doesn't want to be caned. Especially not now that everyone knows that's what will happen if she is caught. Shelly also doesn't want to be caught in a lie so she decided to come clean. "I did drink some of it, but it's not mine. Dad, you can punish me as you need for drinking but not for bringing it. I want to be clear." Chuck nods on approval. "You know you aren't supposed to drink but I do believe you are being sincere."

This only makes Jen sweat harder. She feels like crying already and can feel her throat getting thick with nerves. She's starting to panic. Her father says "Jen, I will ask you one last time. Is this yours?" Jen looks at her feet. "Yes sir. But I didn't buy it. I got it from Alisha. Please, I'm sorry I lied. I was just scared. Please, I won't do it again. Let's just let them leave and discuss this. We have wasted enough of their time." Her father picks up the cane. "Indeed we have wasted their time. It was wasted because you got booze and then tried to blame it on your friend and even let me call her parents out here. I'm sure she would have consequences to deal with if your lie had worked. If the Smiths will agree to stay, I will show them that you are not going to be let of with a mere slap on the worst and a scolding." Chuck jumps in, "we could certainly stay. If the situation were reversed, I'd want you to be assured Shelly was properly punished. We have a paddle that she's going to have a little talk with when we get home." Shelly blushed but Jen was getting watery eyes.

Jen's father says "Jen, you know the routine. Bare from the waist down and over the end of the couch." Jen tried to hide her front as she slowly strips and bends over. A few years fall before the first stroke lands. It lands with a loud CRACK that echoes through the room followed by a "WAAAH!" A red line forms and then rises to a welt that feels like fire. Before the wely can finish, a second and third and fourth stroke come down. The cries increase. By the 6th stroke, Jen is panicked she can't take the pain and the fire that has built and is sustained on her bottom. She is constantly wailing and having to be reminded to keep her hands in the front. Her legs are flailing hopelessly and everyone has seen all of her but she can't be bothered with modesty right now. She's in firey agony. The cane comes down until she has fifteen bright red welts mostly parallel across her bottom and has cried all the tears she has. She doesn't have more fight to kick and squirm. She is limp over the couch bawling her eyes out.

Her father turns to the Smiths, "I'm sorry we had to meet in such circumstances but I hope you will accept my apology for my daughter's behavior." Chuck shakes his hand and says, "I'm glad to see she has guidance in her life and that you called us about Shelly's role on this. Our house probably won't be very quiet when we get home either." Shelly blushes again as her father grabs her arm and guides her out to the car.