Aunt Stella - Part 2 BY: Hooked6 Hooked6@hotmail.com Copyright July 14, 2001 by Hooked 6. All rights reserved. No reproduction, retransmission, re-posting on another Internet site is permitted without the expressed WRITTEN consent of the author (Hooked6@hotmail.com). The following story is for mature ADULTS only and is pure fiction. Any similarity to actual events is pure coincidence. The story is for ADULT entertainment. The plot of the story if it were true may be considered illegal or abusive in some localities. The author neither advocates nor condones such conduct but believes in the right of free creative expression. The author understands the difference between fantasy and reality. By reading this article, the reader hereby asserts that this material is appropriate for the area in which the reader resides and is of an appropriate age to access ADULT material. Comments are ALWAYS welcome. Aunt Stella - Part 2 By: Hooked6 It took me a while to calm down after the beach incident. I was a nervous wreck the whole afternoon and did my best to avoid my aunt. I was ashamed for her to look at me. I just couldn't bare it. After all, she had seen me naked. Fortunately she busied herself with housework. I kept wondering how my nephews tolerated treatment like that. I mean, didn't they feel shame being naked out in public like that? They seemed to just accept it after all. Maybe it was normal in Florida. I had no clue. No further mention of my nudity was made that afternoon - something for which I was grateful. Billy and Freddie were playing out in the yard and I decided to join them to take my mind off my depression. We played several games and I actually enjoyed their company. For little guys, they were a lot of fun. I didn't have many people to play with at home so I welcomed their energy and companionship. Around 5:00pm, Martha came home just in time to help my aunt set the table for dinner. Shortly after, Aunt Stella called us in to eat. The conversation around the table was lively and interesting. My dad and I never talked much at the table so it was pretty neat - almost like we were a real family. I liked that. I cringed though at the possibility that SOMEONE would tattle on what had happened at the beach. I didn't think I could bear having Martha know too. To my relief not a word was said. After dinner Martha went to the front room and gabbed on the telephone for hours. My nephews and I watched TV for awhile until my aunt came into the room and announced it was bath time. Billy and Freddie got up and followed my aunt to the bathroom without hesitation. Gee, they were pretty obedient kids I thought. They didn't put up a fuss like many kids I knew would have done. I continued watch TV alone interrupted by the occasional laughter from Martha as she talked on the phone in the other room. My concentration was broken when I heard my aunt say smartly, "And what are you waiting for young man, a special invitation?" I looked up a bit surprised. I hadn't thought that I was supposed to take a bath too. She pointed her finger toward the bathroom and I got up. My aunt followed me down the hall and ushered me into the small bath area. There were Billy and Freddie sitting in the tub busily washing away. I stood there waiting my turn thinking that they would be through soon but I nearly fell over when I felt my aunt lifting my shirt over my head! "Hurry up before the water gets cold." She said. I was amazed. "You want me to get in that tub with THEM? There's no room," I said hoping to persuade her to let me take my own bath and thus affording me some privacy. "I don't mind waiting, honest," I said thoughtfully. My aunt just shook her head, "Honestly, I don't know what I'm going to do with you." She said as my shirt left my body. She reached for my pants but I quickly took hold of them and said, "OK, I'll get in, but I'd rather undress myself if that's OK?" I figured that if she thought I was going to bathe willingly she would leave the room and I could get it over with without her seeing me naked again. "Suit yourself," she said. "But you had better do a good job." She watched as I took off my pants and was standing in just my underwear. As I put my hands in the waistband she turned and left. I quickly shut the bathroom door hoping to send a signal to leave us alone. I wanted to lock it but there was no lock on the handle. I stripped off and immediately got in and started washing. I wanted to be through before she came back. I was almost done when suddenly the door burst open and I gasped at the sudden intrusion. I instinctively covered myself. It was my aunt. She had three towels in her hand and laid them on the counter. She turned and looked at the three of us crammed into the tub and smiled. She then causally picked up all the dirty clothes from the floor and left taking them with her. I worried that I was going to be stuck in the bathroom with nothing but a towel for cover. As I was drying off the door burst open again. It was Aunt Stella. I quickly dropped the towel from drying my hair and covered my privates. The boys just stood there naked as if it was no big deal. "Here are your nightshirts boys," She said as she laid them on the counter. "Eddie, you can wear one of Freddie's shirts." I shook my head and said, "Oh that's OK. I can get dressed in my own clothes." My aunt frowned a bit and said, "Oh no you don't. Your dad didn't pack that much clothing for you and I'm not washing until you're ready to go home. I've got better things to do. No, you can just wear this every night." "BUT . . ." I stammered. But my aunt was gone. The boys put on their over-sized shirts over their naked bodies. They didn't have on any underclothes. When I asked about that they said simply, "Mom gives us clean stuff in the morning." They then hurriedly left the room. I looked at my shirt. It was a football jersey-like T-shirt. This won't be so bad I thought. At least it's a cool looking shirt. When I put the shirt over my head and let it fall over my body I got the shock of my life! It BARELY covered my privates! It was then that I realized that it was Freddie's shirt. What was over-sized on him barely fit me!! I looked at myself in the mirror. If I was careful I could keep myself covered - but ONLY if I was careful. I decided to sneak into my room and grab a pair of my jockey shorts to put on - you know, as a safety precaution. No sooner had I opened the bathroom door than I walked into my aunt coming down the hall. She put her arm around me and led me toward the living room. I carefully tugged at the bottom of the shirt just to be sure I was covered. "Let's all watch some TV," She said. Fortunately Martha was still on the phone in the other room. I clumsily sat on the chair across the room as my nephews joined their mom on the couch. No sooner had I gotten interested in the program the doorbell rang! I instinctively wanted to run but was afraid to. My heart began beating faster wondering who it might me. My aunt answered the door and it was Jane and another lady - a bit older but very pretty. After my aunt bid them welcome and they entered the house, I pretended to be invisible and kept watching TV. I heard them talking about some "to-do" Jane was having the next day and who was going to bring what and stuff like that. It was all pretty mundane until I became aware that they were looking at me! "SOME-body got some sun today," Jane said teasingly as she pointed at me. The other lady visitor - Susan, got up and walked over to me and said "I don't believe I know you, young man." MY aunt introduced me and explained the reason for my stay. The lady then pulled my shirt aside looking at my neck and said, "He really DID get a lot of sun. It's going to really be sore after awhile and will probably peel if you don't put something on it." Jane came over as if to confirm the visitor's opinion. "She's right, Stella. Look how red he is." Sunburn, I thought? I guess maybe THAT was why I had felt so hot all afternoon. I thought it was just because I was embarrassed most of the time. My aunt came over and told me to stand up and turn around so that she could see how bad it was. I became really nervous and CAREFULLY stood up and turned my back toward the crowd - all the while keeping a tight grip on the hem of my shirt. My aunt pulled the neck opening away from my skin and looked down my back. After a long pause she finally said, "Hmmmm, well, it IS pretty red. I guess a little Aloe lotion wouldn't hurt. After all he's got two more weeks here and I would hate to see him miss out on all the fun. Jane, would you get me that bottle of lotion on the kitchen counter?" My aunt kept me facing toward the wall with my back toward the crowd by keeping her hand gently on my shoulder awaiting Jane's return. My heart began pounding faster and faster as I pondered the possibilities. When Jane returned my worst fears were confirmed! My aunt's hand left my shoulder and I felt her grab hold of the bottom of my shirt and start to raise it over my head in order to apply the lotion!! There was no way I was going to strip again in front of strangers. I held on tightly to the bottom of my shirt and resisted her efforts. "Eddie," she said firmly but politely, "Let go of this shirt. I need to put lotion on your back." I shook my head and held my ground. "NO!" I protested. My aunt grew angry and asked, "ARE YOU REFUSING ME YOUNG MAN?" "I'll do it myself," I replied. My aunt laughed cautiously as if to diffuse the situation and said, "Eddie, don't be silly. You can't put lotion on your OWN back. Now straighten up before I get mad." I held my ground and grabbed hold of my shirt all the more. My aunt then said firmly in no unmistakable terms, "I told you this afternoon what would happen if you disobeyed me again didn't I?" I mentally pictured that thick black strap and decided that would probably be very painful. In the speed of light I rationalized that I was at least facing the wall so I let go of my shirt rather than risk further confrontation. My aunt wasted no time in pulling it over my head. Mercifully she handed it to me to hold and I immediately put it in my hands in front of me and let it hang down covering my privates. There I was, naked once again this time showing my bare butt to two ladies I didn't even really know. The lotion was cool to the skin and felt good as she rubbed it on my shoulders. It took some time to rub in working slowly and purposefully down my back. No one said a word the whole time and I could swear that there was electricity in the air as everyone watched! When she was finishing up on my lower back, Jane said, "Don't forget the back of his thighs. They look a bit burnt too." Feeling my aunt's hands rub my thighs above my knees had a chilling effect on me. I didn't think it was appropriate for a woman to touch somebody there. As I was sorting through all the confusing sensations I was experiencing I heard Martha enter the room and say "Hey everybody, what's going on?" Jane said hello to Martha and replied that I had gotten a little too much sun at the beach. I couldn't believe what was happening to me!! It was bad enough having two adult ladies see my naked butt but now MARTHA! I was hoping like crazy never to even come close to having her see me like this. I was humiliated beyond words. Martha drew closer to see for herself. I saw her standing right behind me looking presumably at my back, but I KNEW it was my BUTT she was taking in. I pulled my shirt ever closer to my privates and looked down to be sure I was totally covered. Feeling my aunt's hands rubbing my thighs with creamy lotion and realizing that Martha, my 16 year old niece was seeing me half naked caused the worst thing I that could have EVER happened to me - I felt myself getting hard. I could feel it growing under the shirt I was holding in front of me. I carefully applied pressure to my penis with my hand hoping to prevent it from growing but it was like it had a mind of its own. The more I tried to keep it from growing, the more it grew. Soon my aunt finished and stood up again. There was an awkward moment when nothing happened. I was sure that everyone was wondering what was going to happen next. It was then I heard her say, "Martha, go get blackie for me, please." I heard Martha chuckle and reply, "ah, blackie? . . . why SURE!" she said with pure excitement in her voice. What the heck was blackie? I mused to myself. I didn't have long to ponder that question. My aunt immediately put her hand on my shoulder and spun me around to face everyone in the room. It happened so suddenly that my heart almost stopped from pure fright. I was standing with my shirt hanging between my legs barely concealing my most intimate secrets. My penis was sticky straight up underneath my cover and I was deathly afraid that they all knew what I was hiding under my shirt! The guests looked intently at me without emotion as I stood there. Then I saw Martha return with blackie - it was that wide, black STRAP I saw at the beach!!!! My legs grew weak and I felt all the life draining from my body. My aunt took the strap from my niece who then took up a front row seat on the floor. "I warned you this afternoon what would happen if you disobeyed me, didn't I?" "But, But" I stammered, "I didn't mean to . . " "Enough of that. I told you I would make an allowance because you are a visitor here and I did. You got off without having any consequences this afternoon didn't you?" I shook my head affirmatively. My aunt continued, "yet you deliberately EMBARRASSED me in front of my guests this evening by creating such a scene over something as silly as Aloe lotion! DIDN'T YOU?" she asked with a shout. I meekly shook my head yes not knowing what else to do. I could see Martha moving her head around from side to side trying to get a better view of my body. Her efforts were not lost on me and only added to my arousal. My aunt wouldn't strap me in front of all these people - especially not in front of Martha would she? In a flash my aunt stepped to one side of me and yanked the shirt I was holding clean out of my hands. The quickness of her move startled me and to my horror my erect penis was plainly in view for all to see. I heard Martha make a little gasp and the other two ladies just smiled. That made my penis jump a bit and I'm sure was the reason it strained to get even taller. "Weeeellll" said my aunt in a mocking tone. "I guess it's YOUR turn to be embarrassed now, huh?" She stood there keeping me on display for what seemed like forever. All eyes were riveted on me. No one looked away. My face must have gotten beat red because Jane remarked, "I guess he really IS embarrassed! Just look at how red his face is!" At that everyone laughed, even my two little nephews. "Not as red as his little ass is going to be in a minute," Susan, the other neighbor lady said. My aunt turned me around and made me bend over a bit and put my hands against the wall. I tensed my muscles awaiting what was sure to come. WHACK!! Man did that sting! I yelped with pain. My aunt asked, "Eddie what number was that?" "One," I answered. SLAP! "And that?" my aunt asked again. "Two" I whimmpered. I then noticed that Martha had moved, taking a position directly at my side so she could see not only the strap find its mark but my penis bounce as my body reacted to each blow. Though I fought back the tears, as I really didn't want those girls seeing me cry like a baby, by number 8 I was openly weeping. By 12, I was crying at the top of my lungs begging her to stop. I was so ashamed of myself begging for leniency like a 5-year old. But there I was doing exactly that. She stopped at 13 - my new lucky number. She left me standing there whimpering for a minute then demanded, "Eddie, Turn around and face me." I did as instructed. "Have you learned your lesson?" she asked. I shook my head yes too short of breath to even utter a word. "Do you understand that you must obey ANY elder that tells you to do something?" she continued. I immediately shook my head yes again. "EVEN MARTHA or ANYONE older than you. Do you understand?" she persisted. I was shocked by Martha's inclusion as she wasn't that much older than me. I whimpered a "yes" this time finally gaining control of my emotions. "YES, WHAT?" Aunt Stella asked. "Yes I will obey my elders," I said meekly, "even Martha." My aunt came over and gave me a hug, which surprised me a bit and said, "Now apologize to our guests." I was made to present myself first to Jane and then to her friend and say "I'm sorry." She then pointed to my nephews and I stood before them on the couch and did the same. My aunt then put her hand on my shoulder and led me before Martha who was still sitting on the floor looking up at me. My penis was only a few inches above her face. "And lastly, to Martha," she instructed. Looking down at my niece seeing her smile and then drop her eyes to stare at my penis made it jump a little, which caused her to grin from ear to ear. That sent chills up my spine. "Normally you would have to do corner time, but I'll dispense with that THIS time since this was your first time experiencing family punishment. Next time you won't get off so easy. Now get off to bed and think about what just happened. I ran off down the hall, grateful that my exposure was over. My aunt didn't give me my shirt back but I wasn't about to go back and ask for it. I just jumped under the sheet of my bed naked and laid there till I finally fell asleep.