“Have you seen my green hairpin?” - Olga once asked Svetka.

- No, not seen. You put it on the bedside table yesterday.

- Exactly what laid. And now I can not find.

For the third week, they had a rest in a student camp on the seashore. They and four other girls lived in a small cozy house, which in a multitude were scattered along the slope of the mountain above the sea. For two weeks they managed to get pretty well tanned (having visited the wild beach several times), swim in the sea and try out other entertainment typical of the student camp. Now the shift came to an end. Ahead was waiting for the 3rd course.

For some time, Olga began to notice the disappearance of any small things. That small coins will disappear somewhere, then an apple. At first she did not attach any serious importance to this, but today her favorite hairpin is missing. They were in the house together. The rest of the girls went to the beach, and Olga decided to share her suspicions with Svetka. It turned out that Sveta also noticed the disappearance of every little thing.

- Well, what are we going to do? Maybe watch the nightstands?

- you what? Crazy, on someone else's tables to climb?

- So, in my someone climbed!

- And you want also?

At this point, their dispute was interrupted. The door opened and Julia entered the house. Olgina hung a green hairpin on her T-shirt collar. Sveta pushed Olga with her elbow to keep her silent. Julia took something from the bedside table and ran away again.

- Have you seen?

“So much for the answer.”

- I must tell the girls.

In the evening, before the rebound, when everyone gathered in the house, Olga approached Yulia, and as if by chance, asked:

- Yul, have you seen my green hairpin?

“N-no,” answered Yulia, slightly faltering.

- I saw, - Svetka went up to Yulia’s nightstand, opened a drawer and pulled out a hairpin.

- Wow, - Lena, too, looked into the drawer, - but here are my nail clippers.

All the girls gathered around Julia. She sat on the bed, hiding her face in her palms.

- So, that's where the galoshes go, - Larissa tried to make a joke, - Well, well, friend, let's go to the head tomorrow, - Julia tore her hands off her face.

- No need to boss. I will be kicked out of the camp.

- Yeah! And from the institute, I think, too, ”Larisa added. Julia began to cry.

- Girls, I'm sorry, I will not:

- And more and do not.

- Previously, it was necessary to think, and not tears now to pour, - Everyone was angry and excited, and the conversation threatened to turn into a banal fight.

- So what are we going to do with it?

- To the chief. Let him understand.

- Please do not need to boss!

- Can you imagine what the scandal will be?

- Let it be! But get rid of this: thieves!

“There is another way,” Sveta suddenly said calmly. They all fell silent at once and looked at her.

Sveta held in her hand the object of the envy of all the girls - a long, handmade, braided leather strap. Once she bought it at Vernissage. The belt was almost round, two meters long. Usually, going to a disco, Sveta tied him up in some beautiful knot. Now she held the belt folded several times in her hand and unequivocally waved at them. At the sight of this, Julia's eyes opened wide. She even stopped crying.

- Do you want me: beat? - she did not immediately find the word.

“Not just to beat, but to punish,” Sveta explained. All nodded, - so that choose: or it, - Svetka showed a belt, - or the chief.

“And how many times will you be? ...” Yulia’s voice trembled.

“Well, I think,” Sveta looked at the others, “it will be normal five times.”

- Twenty five!? - Julia was ready to cry again.

- Yeah. Or boss, - Julia began to cry again. A minute passed:

- I agree:

- Then take off your clothes.

Julia got up and began to take off her T-shirt with shaking hands. Then came the shorts. When it was the turn to take off the swimsuit, Julia looked around for sympathy, but everyone looked at her in anticipation of punishment. She sobbed and pulled her bra ties.Then she slowly took off her swimming trunks and froze, covering her chest with one hand and the other with pubic hair. Unlike other girls, Julia did not sunbathe on a wild beach and now the trace of a swimsuit stood out with milky-white skin against a tan background.

“Lay your stomach on the bed,” Sveta commanded.

Julia knelt in front of the bed and lay on her chest.

- You keep or you yourself? ..

- Keep:

Two girls took Julia by the arms, two by the legs. Before that, Larisa put a sanitary pad in her mouth several times and sealed it with a wide piece of scotch tape.

“To break teeth,” she explained. Julia complied.

Svetka got up on the side, rolled up the belt so that a kind of lash with several ends came out, swung widely and struck the first blow. Having drawn with a whistling arc, the belt with a ringing slap fell on Yulina's ass. Several pink stripes drew a white leather triangle. When the pain reached her consciousness, she jerked, her eyes opened wide and she screamed loudly. More precisely tried to shout. Gag acted and instead of screaming turned out only a quiet moan. Svetka hesitated a little, watching as the pink stripes gradually poured red, swung, noticed how Yulina's buttocks were compressed in anticipation of the blow, and hit again. After each blow, Julia jerked all over, tears rolled from her eyes. If it were not for the gag, she would scream at the top of her voice. After five blows, Svetka gave way to Larisa and the execution continued. So, with a few breaks, while the girls were changing, Julia received twenty blows. Last beat Olga. By this time, Yulia's priest was covered with a chaotic interweaving of pink, red and purple stripes. Olga was very angry at Julia because of her hairpin, so she decided to “diversify the menu”. She folded the strap so that it became longer. Julia's legs were widely spread. Olga swung and hit below the buttocks. A belt wrapped around his leg and hit the inside of his thigh. Julia, crying incessantly, now howled. The second blow fell on the other leg. Then it all happened again. When the turn of the last strike came, Olga went around the bed and got up, clasping Yulina’s head. She made one long loop from the belt. Everybody followed her preparations with interest. Olga swung wide and delivered the final blow. Belt slipped between divorced buttocks, got to the most intimate places. Distraught from pain, Julia jumped with such force that the girls could not hold her back. The punishment was over.

- Here you go. Now forgiven, - said Sveta.

Feeling that her hands are free, Julia first thing, tore the gag off her face. Then she tried to touch her burning ass. This caused a new attack of pain, and Julia sobbed, buried her face in a pillow. So she cried for several minutes and was already beginning to calm down, when suddenly she received a new charge of pain. She screamed at the pillow, and tried to hide herself with her hands, but found only a wet towel on her tortured priest. After about half an hour, she calmed down and was able to go to bed.

The next morning, a revision of the Yulia bedside table was arranged. Many things considered lost were found. Days until the end of the shift, Julia did not bathe. Even on the beach, she lay in a long light skirt, slightly opening her legs and trying to dissuade "women's affairs."