CAUGHT - THE TAMMY SERIES Part 12
  BY: HOOKED6   (Hooked6@hotmail.com)
  
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  CAUGHT - THE TAMMY SERIES Part 12
  By: Hooked6
  
  I stood there naked, scared and in pain. My bladder was
  about to burst! It seemed like that lady librarian was gone
  for years! I thought about making a dash out of the office
  but was afraid that I would run into my classmates. Oh WHY
  did I get myself into this mess?
  
  Just then I heard footsteps coming down the corridor! Not
  just from one person either. It sounded like at least TWO
  individuals walking my way!! Was it the librarian? Who did
  she have with her? My heart began to pound faster and
  faster. I had to think. 
  
  I looked around for somewhere to hide but there was nowhere
  to go. I was trapped! The footsteps were right outside the
  door now. "She's right in here," I heard the librarian say.
  I just KNEW that bitch had found Mr. Hudson from school and
  was bringing him back here!
  
  As I heard the doorknob turning, I quickly turned my back to
  the door and covered my face! I was dead!
  
  As soon as I heard the door open and felt the breeze enter
  the room from the outside I heard that lady say, "Well,
  there she is! The little slut is just as I found her
  wondering the halls. She says she's not from your group but
  I don't believe her."
  
  OH GOD! She DID bring Mr. Hudson back with her!! My legs
  turned to jelly and it was all I could do to keep from
  falling down. I began to tremble. I felt a dribble of pee
  ooze out before I quickly realized what was happening and
  clamped my muscles tight to hold it in. A warm drop of urine
  trickled along the inside of my left thigh. I wanted to die!
  All I could think of was that a teacher, A TEACHER from my
  school, was looking at my bare backside.  He was close
  enough to clearly see those awful little pimples scattered
  across my butt. This was going to be all over campus for
  sure! 
  
  I could feel both of them staring at me. What was he
  thinking, I wondered? The librarian was the first to speak,"
  I must admit that if I had a nice round little ass like she
  does, I might be tempted to flaunt it a bit."
  
  Just then I felt her hand touch my left butt cheek and
  cringed as she began to rub her fingers along the crack of
  my butt. She did it so playfully. She obviously knew she was
  torturing me. "It's so silky smooth and soft! She said
  admiringly. "Well, except for these small bumps here. And
  you should see those little perky tits of hers . . . Oh I
  guess you'll need to, as I'm sure you can't identify her
  from her backside, can you?" she said with a giggle.
  
  She wasn't going to turn me around?!! She couldn't. She
  wouldn't dare! Just then I felt her grab a hold of both my
  arms from behind and pull them away from my face. She
  forcefully pulled them behind me and started to twist me in
  a circle to face the door!
  
  "NO!" I screamed. I closed my eyes tightly. I couldn't bear
  the thought of him seeing me like this. I didn't want to see
  the reaction on his face either. All I could do was start to
  whimper, "I'm sorry. I'm soooo sorry."
  
  As I stood there in her grasp all my charms on display, I
  heard the librarian get very serious again and ask, "Well,
  Is she one of yours or isn't she?"
  
  There was silence. Oh GOD! He was looking me over I just
  knew it! What was going through his mind? I imagined him
  smirking as he looked at my tiny breasts and wisps of pubic
  hair. When you walk through the halls at school sometimes
  you get the feeling that guys are imagining what you look
  like. But here a TEACHER was actually seeing it all for
  real! There was still an awkward silence. Don't tell me he
  was actually enjoying this little show? He couldn't be that
  big of a pervert could he?
  
  "She's one of mine all right!" said a FEMALE voice!
  
  I immediately opened my eyes. "SAM! You BITCH!" I screamed
  as I saw it wasn't Mr. Hudson after all, but the person
  responsible for all of this!
  
  Both Sam and the librarian just roared with hysterical
  laughter! I wanted to just choke the both of them. I was
  about to give Sam a piece of my mind when she interrupted,
  "I see you still haven't found your clothes yet, have you?
  You'd best behave yourself or you won't be getting them back
  either!"
  
  Her comments brought me back to reality. I calmed down when
  my bladder sent another urgent shock to my body. I crossed
  my legs and doubled over. "PLEASE!" I begged, "I really need
  to use the restroom."
  
  "NOT SO FAST young lady!" the librarian said in a very
  authoritarian tone. "Just because THIS girl knows you
  doesn't mean you are out of trouble yet! After all I caught
  you naked in my library doing who knows what!" 
  
  I was sooo confused. I thought because she had brought Sam
  back with her that she must have known Sam and was in on the
  whole thing. The way she was acting maybe that wasn't the
  case. I began to get afraid. Very afraid.
  
  The librarian stood directly in front of me and said, "Now
  suppose you tell me just WHAT you are doing in MY library
  like that?" She had that serious look about her that told me
  she meant business.
  
  "It's ah . . . a private thing. You know . . . between her
  and me,"  I said pointing at Sam. 
  
  "NO I DON'T KNOW. Now suppose you tell me the truth," she
  said, "and maybe, IF I believe you, I'll let you go.
  Otherwise I'm turning you in to the authorities.
  
  I didn't know what to say. I didn't want to tell her the
  whole story but I had to say something that sounded
  believable. I finally said, "Well, you see, I ah, lost a bet
  and have to, ah . . . well, do everything she says the
  entire day. We were just, well, having a little fun. I
  didn't mean any harm, honest."
  
  
  The librarian chuckled in disbelief. "Yeah, right. She told
  you to take off all your clothes and you just did it. You
  think I'm stupid?"
  
  I looked at Sam with my eyes hoping she would come to my
  aid. Sam looked at me with pity and said, It's true! She'll
  do ANTHING I tell her to do."
  
  "ANTHING?" the librarian asked.
  
  "Yep!" said Sam confidently.
  
  "Hmmmm, I can see that she might willingly do something
  silly but running around naked in a library? That's pretty
  far fetched. I think you are lying," said the librarian
  seriously.
  
  "No Really! She'll do anything I say," Sam replied trying to
  convince her I was telling the truth.
  
  "OK," said the lady sarcastically, "Make her do something. I
  mean something really daring. Otherwise I'll just think
  she's making this up. I'm warning you two, it has to be
  convincing!"
  
  I began to tremble. I knew how devious Sam was. Whatever she
  dreamed up I knew I wasn't going to like.
  
  "OK. How about this," said Sam, "Tammy, come over here and
  give me a passionate kiss. I mean a real long, wet,
  convincing kiss."
  
  I about died. I couldn't do that! I wasn't THAT kind of
  girl. I could just KILL that Sam!! If I didn't do it though
  I was in worse trouble than if I did! I looked at the
  librarian and saw no emotion whatsoever. She must have been
  waiting to see what I would do. I took a deep breath and
  walked over to Sam. It was all I could do to make my feet
  move. My bladder was about to BURST and I was soooo against
  this!
  
  I walked right up to her and put my face right next to hers.
  I tried to move my lips to touch hers but I just couldn't!
  Sam wrapped her arms sensuously around my waist and gently
  pulled me to her. I felt her moist lips against mine. I
  wanted to gag! I wiggled my face around hers as if to enjoy
  it but Sam had other ideas. Like before in her apartment, I
  felt her open her mouth! OH Noooo! She was going to . . .
  
  Sam slid her tongue inside my mouth and for the first time I
  experienced a French Kiss. It was warm and wet. I felt
  slobber begin to dribble down my open lips. I'm sure boys
  must think Sam a good kisser - that is if she ever kisses
  boys! I wanted desperately to pull away but I knew I had
  this much invested in convincing that lady we were telling
  the truth. I wasn't going to do this all for nothing! 
  
  I heard Sam's breathing get faster and deeper. That was
  really embarrassing. She was really enjoying this! I
  couldn't believe that I was actually turning another girl
  on! My mind thought of really gross thoughts like whether or
  not she was getting wet down there! I tried to think of
  other things. I was ashamed of myself for just imagining
  what her pussy might look like.  
  
  It seemed like forever before Sam broke away. As she did so
  I immediately looked at the lady as if to gain approval.
  
  "So what?" the lady said, "That doesn't prove anything. You
  two might do THAT all the time. You've got ONE more chance
  to convince me or else."
  
  Sam and I looked at each other. What more could this lady
  want, I wondered?  
  
  Sam narrowed her eyes as if she was an athlete determined to
  win. "OK Tammy. PEE!"
  
  Oh thank God! I was going to get to leave and relieve
  myself. I started to walk toward the door to find the
  nearest restroom when Sam put out her arm and held me in
  place.
  
  "NO, I mean HERE. Do it NOW!" she said. Then turning to the
  librarian, "Will THAT convince you?"
  
  The lady smiled and said chuckling, "Well, that IS pretty
  outlandish. OK. I'll believe you can make her do anything IF
  she does it. But I'm sure she won't do it and then you'll
  both be in trouble."
  
  I shook my head in disbelief. I knew that if I didn't do
  something it would be a mute point. But I couldn't do such a
  private thing here?
  
  "YOU want me to PEE now? RIGHT HERE. . . on the FLOOR? WITH
  YOU WATCHING??!!!!" I asked incredulously, hoping I had
  misunderstood.
  
  "Yes," said Sam simply. The lady just watched and waited to
  see what I was going to do. I was going to refuse. I didn't
  care how much trouble I was in, I wasn't going to humiliate
  myself like that. No way! My body had other ideas, however.
  I had past the point of no return and my bladder was calling
  the shots now. I felt a dribble squirt out between my legs.
  I clamped down tighter and it stopped. Then another, longer
  stream forced its way out splattering my thighs and
  eventually dribbling onto the floor. I squeezed my muscles
  even tighter, but it was no use. I couldn't hold it back for
  long. 
  
  I finally gave in and HAD to let it out. I had no choice. At
  first I kept my legs together but the pee only ran down
  between my thighs soaking both my legs, and feet. It was
  really embarrassing. It came out with such force that it
  went everywhere! I had never pissed on myself before but
  there was nothing I could do! It felt surprisingly warm and
  I didn't really want to get a drenching. I reluctantly
  opened my legs as far as I could to keep from getting
  splashed anymore and squatted a little. 
  
  The pee splattered against my ankles and made a quite
  audible sound as it hit the floor. I don't think that I have
  ever been humiliated this badly ever before. I hit a new
  high, or low. I felt worse when I finally looked up and saw
  that both Sam AND that prim and proper librarian had crept
  closer and had even bent down a bit at their waists to get a
  better look at me and the urine leaving my most private of
  places!  
  
  A huge puddle had formed on the tile floor by the time I was
  through. "Can I at least go and wipe myself in private?" I
  asked very upset. 
  
  Sam picked up the tiny piece of cloth that I had found that
  held my top in place and said, "Here. Use this." I was
  dumbfounded. This was insult upon injury. I had to use my
  own clothing as tissue paper.
  
  I wiped myself and handed the wet piece of cloth back to
  Sam. 
  
  "Can we go now?" I asked indignantly. 
  
  "Just as soon as someone cleans up that mess you made all
  over the floor," she said.