CAUGHT - THE TAMMY SERIES; Part 2 BY: HOOKED6 (Hooked6@hotmail.com) Copyright Jamuary 1, 2000 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. CAUGHT - THE TAMMY SERIES; Part 2 BY: Hooked6 I had never been spanked before and certainly had not been naked in front of my dad for many, many years. I guess I deserved it after all. Why did I have to take the chance and sunbathe nude? I knew better. And my parents were really strict about such things. My brother, Todd, was all grins from ear to ear as he watched my paddling. Now I would have to remain without clothes for the rest of the weekend. I was told to retake my seat in the living room chair until dinner was ready. "I hope this teaches you a valuable lesson," my dad said with a sorrowful tone. Deep down I knew how disappointed he was in me. When my mom finally called that dinner was ready, I got up and slowly walked into the dining room. I was careful to use any means of concealing myself a chair, a planter, dragging my hands up and down in front of me as if to scratch a place that itched anything to keep my brother from STARING at me while trying to act natural. My mom soon saw what I was doing as I made my way to the table. "Tammy you know better than to try that. You are being punished. Don't make a mockery of this or you'll regret it!" I quickly dropped my hands and made my way to my seat. My dad was careful not to look at me and I noticed he kept averting his eyes whenever I looked over at him. I could barely finish my supper. Todd, however, was more talkative than ever. He kept asking me questions about school and stuff. I believe that this gave him an excuse to look directly at me waiting for responses. I am pretty sure he didn't want to risk a premature end to his obvious entertainment by getting in trouble himself. As was my usual job when dinner was through, I had to clear the table. Bending over to pick-up the dirty dishes and serving bowls, I was painfully aware that by reaching to the center of the table, my butt was very exposed and on display for Todd. He could see my nether regions quite clearly. As I did my duty, I could almost FEEL his eyes on me! Our kitchen sink was under a double-wide window that faced the front yard and the street. As I stood washing the dishes, I kept checking outside to see if anyone was about. My tiny breasts were surely visible to any passersby should they happen to look in. I can't ever recall finishing my chores as fast as I did that night. When I was through, I re-took my seat in the living room. My dad was reading his paper and my mom was watching TV. Todd, of course, was sitting directly opposite me but supposedly watching the TV with my mom. It was awfully quiet and time seemed to drag on. When my mom's program was over, she turned to me and said, "Tammy, would you please go to the garage and get my briefcase out of the car. I need to make up for lost time at work while I stayed home dealing with you." "At last," I thought. I could get out of the living room and away from Todd. I got up and went through the hall and opened the inside door to the garage. To my horror, the OUTSIDE garage door was open. I was sure that my mom didn't realize that my dad had left it open when he came home and I was positive my mom wouldn't want me to deliberately risk public indecency. I went back into the house empty-handed and told my mom that I couldn't get her briefcase because of the open garage door. My dad put his paper down and said, "I'll take care of it." My mom quickly told him not to bother. I had earned this and they agreed that my poor judgement resulting in this punishment wasn't going to alter their normal routine. "Tammy, that's too bad. It wasn't done deliberately so you'll just have to deal with it. I need my briefcase, so get on with it." I went to the hallway door and slowly peeked outside to see if anyone was around. Seeing no one, I ran into the garage and opened the passenger door to my mom's car and grabbed the briefcase. As I was closing the door, a car drove past out on the street! My heart skipped a beat! I ran back into the house and, half out of breath, handed my mom her stuff. "Did you close you the garage door, Tammy? We can't leave it open all night you know." I was shocked! "But MOM!" I protested. The look on her face told me I wasn't going to win this one. I slowly returned to the hallway and once again peeked outside. No one was around. I listened carefully for any approaching cars but all was quiet. I dashed out around our cars and, standing on tip-toes, reached for the door handle and yanked it down. I could only hope that no neighbors were looking out their windows just then. I could just imagine what a sight I must have been, a naked girl, stretching out to reach a door handle completely on display. I then thought of my small chest and scant pubic hair. No one knew for sure what I really looked like. After all, a padded bra and loose clothing goes a long way to hide one's true body. I realized that before this weekend was out, people would surely know "everything!" Later on, I asked for permission to retire early and my mom reluctantly gave it. I quickly retreated to the safety of my room and climbed under the bedcovers for the night. I didn't sleep much, however. My thoughts were on the day ahead. Breakfast was as bad as dinner the night before. I was soooo self-conscious. Afterward, my mom had me help her ready the house for her Tupperware party later that morning. It seemed that everything I did reminded me of how vulnerable I was. I had done the vacuuming a hundred times before and it never felt like this! Somehow being naked doing household chores really made me VERY aware of my body! I kept looking down at myself. My breasts would take on peculiar shapes as I would reach out or stretch to clean this or that. In certain positions, I actually thought I might have looked a little better endowed than I really was. Todd watched my every move most of the morning, but soon grew tired of me. I guess he had seen enough of me and left the house to go fishing with my dad. As the hour of the party grew closer, my mom warned me about my conduct and how I had better not disrupt her business party. The closer the time came, the more nervous I got. All too soon the doorbell rang. The first guest! I sat naked in my chair, arms at my side as my mom answered the door. It was Mrs. Crenshaw, a neighbor down the street. She entered the room talking with my mom until she saw me. "Tammy! Goodness child! You had better get dressed. There will be a lot of people coming over in a minute. Didn't you know? Your mom's having a Tupperware party." I just sat there quietly. Being naked in front of my brother was bad, but at least he was family! Being naked, on display, in front of an outsider was really humiliating! My mom proceeded to explain what had happened. I had to endure the embarrassment of hearing her re-tell the whole sordid event. Mrs. Crenshaw just looked at me with disapproving eyes. The doorbell rang again. This time it was Mrs. Hampton and her DAUGHTER KERRY!! Kerry was a snob in my class at school!!! As before, they entered the house greeting my mom until they both saw me! This time, Mrs. Crenshaw spoke up before my mom could say anything and SHE told the newcomers what had happened and about my punishment. It was as if she couldn't wait to tell on me. Mrs. Hampton clearly sided with my mom. I guess because she had a teenage daughter as well, she was trying to make the point that she wouldn't tolerate that kind of behavior either in case Kerry got any ideas. "Tammy, you should be ashamed of yourself!," Mrs. Hampton said. "I think your mom is being too lenient." Kerry just smiled at me. I knew what she was thinking. Something like, "Just wait until I tell everyone at school about this hawhawhaw." I wanted to die. Guest after guest arrived. I couldn't help noticing how pretty everyone was and how feminine they all looked. Even Kerry. I never noticed that before. I looked down at myself and compared my naked form with what I thought theirs might be like. I hate to admit it, but truth be told, I was getting pretty aroused by thinking of what the guests and Kerry might look like without clothes. Of course, it didn't help matters that I was naked...while THEY were all secure in their attire! I was hoping no one would notice how damp I was getting between my legs. It's amazing what the mind comes up with under stressful situations. I was sure it couldn't get any worse. Then old lady Panchuck showed up. She was probably in her late 70's and very, and I mean very, pushy and outspoken. As the other guests all sat around, my mom retold for the umpteenth time my story. :"I don't like it at ALL!" She yelled with emphasis. "Such behavior from a lady! I'm not going to sit here and attend this party while that trollop sits there flaunting herself in front of us." And looking at the other guests, she continued, " I don't see how ANY real LADIES could do so either . It ain't proper! SHE ain't being punished. She's enjoying this. What she needs is a good old-fashioned paddling! TEENAGERS! What is the world coming to that's what I want to know!" My mom tried to calm old lady Panchuck but to no avail. Part of me was glad she didn't want me naked but the realist in me knew that if everyone left and my mom didn't get any orders for the Tupperware she was selling on account of me, I was doomed! Finally my mom appeared to give in and asked Mrs. Panchuck what would make her happy. I think my mom was ready to relent in her punishment and let me get dressed. To my horror, Mrs. Panchuck said I needed what she originally advised a good old fashioned paddling and then for me to be sent to my room so she wouldn't have to look at me. My mom deferred to her guest and told me to stand up out of my chair. I couldn't believe she was going to go through with it in front of all these people! My mom placed a kitchen chair in the center of the room and sat down and beckoned me over. My legs were like jelly and all I could say was a whimpering, " Mom please no" The silence of the other guests seemed to indicate their agreement with Mrs. Panchuck. It was more than I could bear. All these women, most of whom I knew, were going to watch me get paddled. I had never even been spanked before yesterday and now twice in as many days. And of course there was KERRY! I was mortified. My mom grabbed my hand and pulled me over her lap. I wasn't going to go through this willingly. I struggled and kicked my legs as my mom held me down. The first few whacks were light and I guess largely symbolic. Mrs. Panchuck spoke up and said, "Oh fiddle-faddle. Don't you know how to give a proper spanking?" My mom laid the next lick down very hard and caught me by surprise. I yelped! Faster and faster the whacks came. My feet and legs were really struggling to deflect the blows and free me from my captor. Kerry offered to hold my legs while my mom continued. This was the ultimate indignity!! A classmate of mine holding me down!! Of course she had a marvelous view of my nearly hairless labia. Soon I was really crying loudly and my mom ceased her blows to my naked behind. She told me to get up and apologize to each and every one of her guests. I sat up and walked over to Mrs. Crenshaw and sobbed a soft, "I'm sorry." I did the same to Mrs. Panchuck and to Mrs. Hampton. When I got to Kerry, I fought back the tears. "I'm sorry," I said looking her right in the eyes with a look that said if you breathe a word of this I'll kill you. Kerry, obviously relishing the experience, asked me to repeat my apology as she couldn't hear me. I begrudgingly did so and went to my room amid a smirk from Kerry. After the party, I stayed in my room still naked. A little while later, the phone rang. Mom yelled it was for me. It was Kerry!! She was laughing hysterically!! "Soooo Tammy, you have to stay naked all weekend huh? Wow that's too bad!!" she said in a taunting tone. I was boiling inside. "SHUT UP KERRY! EAT SHIT AND DIE!" I screamed into the phone. I was about to slam the phone down when Kerry said, "Now, now Tammy. You wouldn't want to piss me off! I mean I could really screw you over you know!" That really got my attention. She continued, "I mean I wonder what would Carl would say if he knew you were just starting to get pubes! And those tiny tits of yours! This could really get around at school. Yes sir, you had better be nice to me." "What do you want, KERRY?" I asked sarcastically. "Oh, I was just thinking that maybe you would like to, you know, hang out this weekend," she said with a wicked laugh. "I can't. I'm being punished," I responded confidently, sure that this fact would shut her up. "Oh I already asked your mom. She said it was OK. See you in a little while." She was laughing hysterically as she hung up the phone. What was I in for now?