CAMP SPANKO大概可以理解为spank野营什么的，只是翻译过来太奇怪了，所以按原文来。有點長先翻出來一點點- -
樓主現在暈乎乎的明天來翻 就醬紫了- -
6月1日 -
好了，亲爱的日记，我做到了。我递交了CAMP SPANKO申请。但我很困扰，因为我没有把握他们会不会拒绝我。
6月21日 -
我刚从CAMP SPANKO收到了一封信。我放下了大厅桌上的其他信件，跑回了房间。已经捏着它一刻钟了，我不敢打开，当我打开时我几乎掉下床来。他们接受了我！ ！ WOW！ ！他们打算把我分在男女合住的小屋。我希望其他人像我一样，最好不要像这么多在学校的一样神经质。
我要去CAMP SPANKO了！
我要去CAMP SPANKO了！
我要去CAMP SPANKO了！
我要去CAMP SPANKO 了！
我要去CAMP SPANKO了！
7月1日 -
距離CAMP SPANKO到來還有一整個月。我做了倒计时。
7月17日 -
还有两个星期， CAMP SPANKO 。
7月24日 -
现在只有一个星期了。我每晚都梦见它。
7月31日 -
班车在早晨8点。我太兴奋了。为了确保万无一失我把闹钟定在5:30 。
8月1日 -
第一天。万岁！
我在公共汽车上。我4点才睡的，因为太兴奋了，这导致我没听到我的闹铃声。幸好妈妈把我叫醒了，开车送我到了巴士站，早餐也是在公共汽车上吃的。我太累了。
我太高兴了！我认识了俩个新室友- Jake和Sue。我们边闲逛边聊天，现在是自由活动时间。之前Jake一直在这里，而Sue和我是新手。她问我的名字，我的回答一如既往 - “有’Y’的terry ” ，他们以为我是一个男孩。我就喜欢捉弄这样的人。我们开始争论，又动起手来。我们真的打起来了，虽然我觉得我干的不错。然后我们的辅导员Bruce把我们拉开了。
我们被拖到小屋，认识了其余的室友。我和Jake意识到了打架的代价，也许是意外的惊喜—— 我们会被打屁股。不过被开饭的铃声解救了。惩罚不得不延迟到晚饭后。吃饭的时候，我注意到只有五分之一的女孩。当然，也有像我这样的假小子。
我的心狂跳不已，我简直不敢吃。晚餐结束了。我们被训了一顿（格外无聊）然后是惩罚时间。第一个是Jake。他穿着一件T恤，短裤和拖鞋。Bruce扒下Jake的衣服没用多久，因为他穿着一件T恤，短裤和拖鞋。很快，他趴在Bruce的大腿上被一巴掌一巴掌打起来，就像爸爸打Dak那样的姿势。只是Jake表现很好，甚至比Jas表现还好。
简直不敢相信短短几分钟内他的屁股就变成了触目惊心的深红色，惩罚结束了，我很容易看出Jake几乎站不起来了，他对着所有人为自己的失礼道歉，看到裸露的身体我很兴奋，看Sue也移不开目光了。
如果妈妈在这里我猜她会冲出来保护我，她总是这样的。当然，现在是不可能的。我站在Bruce对面，就像10分钟前的Jake。他脱下了我的T恤，解开了我的短裤，扔在了地上。我对自己说：“我一定要勇敢！”深吸一口气“我必须勇敢！”Bruce朝我竖起了大拇指，手伸进了我的衣服，嗖的一声，内衣应声掉到脚踝，现在我也趴在他的腿上了。
Bruce环着我的腰，他的另一只手拍拍我的屁股。一巴掌！我像一个孩子大叫。这是我第一次挨真正的巴掌。痛啊！这种感觉就像我弟弟（楼主表示应该是Dak和Jas吧…）说过的一样，不会受伤。但我真的希望这只手能温柔些，敏感的臀部太痛苦了。很快我就哭得像个孩子。我的弟弟们还是小孩时也是这样的。
最后，Bruce停手的时候，让我站起来，抱着我。他告诉我的室友我是第一次是被打屁股。我很尴尬，因为我哭了，杰克甚至没有呜咽过一声。我没哭了，也向大家道了歉。杰克握着我的手，给了我一个拥抱，他拍拍我滚烫的屁股。 “喂，你是个女孩。”
“我是个假小子！”我纠正。有人笑了。
其他人都围了上来，我们抱在一起，他们祝贺我第一次挨打，现在是自由时间。我得感慨这一切不是那么糟糕。
所有人都洗完澡睡下了。当然，我只能趴在我的下铺，露出还有温热的屁股。我想我不能再挨打了。嗯，至少不是今晚。
等不及的人也可以自己翻翻看- -
August 2–
My first morning. I forgot to tell you yesterday, but our bunk is unisex meaning that we got only one bathroom for all of us. It was explained that we get to see each other spanked naked and so after that there is hardly any reason to be shy. I guess that I did ask for it since I talked of all my skinny dipping with the guys in my application. Actually, it is nice and I’m going to talk my brothers about doing it at home.
We got a rundown of the rules at breakfast. It’s an interesting dress code – hats, sneakers and enough to keep the dangling bits from flopping. So boys have to wear jocks, speedos or shorts and the girls bras (well some do) and panties if it’s their time of the month. Sun screen is also a must. Anything else as the weather dictates. One also has to dress for spankings appropriately. The camp has a wardrobe department to dress us in stuff like school and scout outfits for roleplay.
I’m in the intermediate group and we got assigned to basketball and volleyball (the courts are next to each other) to get some exercise and to start to know each other. I wore a T-shirt and shorts so again I did not look like a spilt tail. I did very well holding my own on the courts and my bunkmates did not expose me. Next we went to the pond for swimming tests. The swimming area was a roped off section. I passed with flying fins and was looking forward to being able to swim across the pond later.
At lunch, four guys were ordered to report to either the VP or the head. It was permitted to watch what happened – after all we were all spankos!
Jas had told me that it was the VP that did the paddling for the teachers in the high school and he knew a couple of guys who had gotten pops. With a couple of my bunkies, I went to watch. It was a theater sort of setup with a separate gallery for the observers.
It was one of the seniors whose ass was on the line. He came in regular clothes and immediately got a lecture. I thought it was harsh but the guys told me that it was just the normal nasty stuff. The paddle looked wicked – two feet long, four inches wide and more than half an inch thick (sixty cm long, ten cm wide and a cm thick). The boy was ordered to empty his pockets and to bend over and then the VP gave him a hard SWAT with that huge paddle.
The VP apparently did like what he heard and felt the boy’s butt. "You got padding in there, boy. That’s going to cost you. DROP 'EM!"
"Yes, Sir." the cheat replied and lowered his jeans and briefs which had some padding. Now with the boy bare assed, the VP resumed the paddling and he hit hard. The boy’s ass turned bright red and he had trouble staying in place. A couple of others got paddled but they didn’t have padding so they kept their pants up.
I got to inspect those hot butts for that was the practice in camp. I now understand why my brother is worried about getting paddled.
We went back in and watched the British version. Now it was a Headmaster in a academic gown with a cane. The first boy came in wearing what I was told was a PE kit of a shirt, shorts and trainers. The Headmaster played with several canes bending them so much that I thought they would snap. He selected one and the boy got six-of-the-best while bent over.
The second boy was accused of being cheeky to the head so as a reward he had to drop his shorts. He was going commando and he also got six cuts. The last cut was on a diagonal and he jumped for it. Later I saw how neatly the tracks were placed like they were to write music on and the diagonal was making a gate. I was told the marks would last more than a week.
August 3–
It was difficult to sleep last night because I was overwhelmed by all the spankings. I even liked seeing the guys naked and almost naked with rosy checks showing that they had been spanked. I did get a surprise at breakfast, however. Mickey, an eleven-year-old lad wanted to spank me. I was to be his big sister who he had gotten the goods on, so it was over his lap or face angry 'rents.
My bunkies encouraged it and after we finished eating he led me over to the raised platform which the director used to address us. He stood on a box to lecture me and then pulled down my shorts before sitting and getting me over his lap. I did not feel as secure as when Bruce held me but I gripped the chair leg. He gave me a few hand spanks which were not like those from Bruce but they did hurt. He then switched to a flip-flop and went to town. Boy did that hurt! He was really mad at his big sister and I was her stand-in. I was yelling for him to stop and promising to be nice but he blistered my bottom good and proper. Mickey even dragged me to the corner to contemplate my terrible conduct with some corner time. Of course, everyone watched the breakfast show intently and I was the backdrop for the director’s announcements.
Along with Harlan, I was quickly eliminated from contention in the tennis ladder and he suggested that we go watch the medical department. I soon got more surprises. Several guys and a girl were lined up at the infirmary with various "complaints". Harlan explained that they liked medical discipline or more precisely discipline in a medical setting.
As with everything else, there was not any privacy. The first boy complained of not feeling well so the nurse had him strip completely and then had him bend over a cot and stuck a thermometer up his butt and started on the next guy. Then she went back to the first one and yanked our the thermometer and, looked at it, gave him a spank and said: "You don’t have a fever, boy." and took him to the doctor for examination. The doctor looked him over and declared that he was a "malinger" and prescribed a spanking before returning to "classes". The nurse swapped boys with the doctor, and gave the first an OTK spanking using a hairbrush. "This will teach you not to waste the doctor’s time, lazy boy." The boy’s butt quickly turned red and he was howling. He was smiling as he went off rubbing his hot bottom.
The second boy had a different fate – apparently he was constipated and an enema was prescribed along with a strapping. The doctor gave him that first – with a strap as he was bent over the examination table. He got ten strokes which left his tail very, very red. Then the nurse gave him the enema using a large red bag and with a big nozzle which she pumped up so that it won’t come out until she released it. After a while the boy was whining but she did take him to the pot for a while. Once there, she released the value and it shot out like a cork from a popgun. He sat there gushing for a while she watched. She checked if he cleaned himself properly by using a baby wipe. Quickly she declared that he had not cleaned himself properly so she spanked him OTK with the hairbrush like she had the first boy.
Swimming was the most fun. Quite a few of the boys were naked and showing off their red butts. I was encouraged to do the same since everyone knew that I had been spanked at breakfast. There wasn’t any improper behavior I’m glad to say for swimming nude is my favorite way.
August 4–