CAUGHT - THE TAMMY SERIES; Part 2
  BY: HOOKED6   (Hooked6@hotmail.com)
  
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  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?