Date: Sat, 19 Aug 2006 01:31:14 -0700 (PDT) From: mike wellington Subject: Sam gets a spanking. In Capeville Sam the nudist loved his new life style. A self proclaimed nudist of a young age of 15. He loved being naked and loved it even more when someone saw him naked. One weekend Sam's parents had to go away. He was dropped of at his aunt 'Strict Bitch's place and was to stay there all weekend. "Be good for aunt Beatrice won't you." called his mum from the car. "Yes. Bye mum. Bye Dad." called Sam. His Mum and Dad waved goodbye and drove off. Sam and his aunt went in side. Beatrice showed Sam his room and left him to unpack his things. It was 10 o'clock Saturday and Sam knew it was going to be a long weekend stuck in this dump. Sam went out to the living room where his aunt was sitting watching TV. He sat down on the couch and they both talked about the same old crap you talk about with your aunt. "Well Sam your Dad told me to keep you out of mischief. So I've got plenty of chores you can do to keep you busy." said his aunt "Oh. So no going to the beach or anything." said Sam. "Not until you've earned your keep around here." stated his aunt. "Come on you can get started in the garden." said Beaty (Sam's aunt), as she got up and walked to the back door. Sam followed unenthusiastically fearing the worst. They went out in to the back yard to a small garden shed. Beaty opened the shed and pulled out the lawn mower. "You can start by mowing the grass for me." She walked in to the shed and brought out some Brush cutters. "And trim the hedges." said Beaty. Then she walked over to the Vege patch. "And then you can pull out all the weeds from there." she said pointing to the over grown rain forest. She walked back up to the house with Sam, "I've got to go into town to get some extra groceries for you this week." Said Beaty. "And I've also got a hairdressers appointment at 1 o'clock. I probably won't be back till after 3 o'clock. If your finished in the garden by the time I get back, we can go down the beach. How does that sound." said Beaty. "OK aunt Beaty, that sounds great." said Sam trying to sound happy about the arrangement. "Right I'm off then. Come here and give your aunt a kiss goodbye." said Beaty. Sam stepped up to his aunt and gave her a kiss and then she was off. Sam went and put his shoes on and put on an old smelly hat her aunt gave to him to wear. He pushed the mower out to the front yard and started it up. It took him about half an hour and his clothes were dripping with sweat. As his aunt wasn't here he saw this as a perfect opportunity to get out of his restricting clothes. He walked around the back took off his shirt and shorts and looked around across the neighbors fence, but saw no one. 'That feels much better' Sam thought to himself. He started the mower back up and did the back yard in the nude, just the way he liked it. The sun on his warm sweaty skin made it glisten and it didn't take to long for the old man next door to catch a glimpse. The old man sat on the back porch as he watched Sam walk around the yard with the mower. Sam didn't see the man and kept on mowing the grass. He finished up and put the mower away and went in side to get a drink. He came back outside and as he walked across the yard to the Vege patch he noticed the man starring at him. 'Shit' he thought. Sam stopped in the middle of the yard not knowing what to do. It was too late to dart back in the house. He got sprung. There was only one thing he could do. "Beautiful day today isn't it?" called Sam. "Looks pretty damned hot out there too." Said the old man. The man got up and walked down the stairs of to the fence. As Sam stood there in the middle of the yard. "You doing a bit of gardening there boy?" Queried the man. "Ahhh, Yeah!" said Sam. "Just going to weed the old Vege patch and prune the hedges." "Well be careful with that brush cutter there son. I don't won't to have to take you to the doctors dressed like that." laughed the man. "Ha ha, Yeah sure thing sir." said Sam, feeling a little embarrassed. Sam moved over to the vege patch and crouched down over the weeds. The man just stood there watching, amused at the young lad. Sam started pulling out the weeds feeling more relaxed with the present situation. "So what's your name?" asked the man. "My names Sam." said Sam. "So are you living here now?" asked the man. "No. I'm just staying with my aunt for the weekend."said Sam. The man pulled a pipe from the top pocket of his shirt and lit the tobacco. He stood there watching Sam as he puffed on his pipe. "So I guess your aunt didn't know you'd be doing the chores like that." queried the old man. "Ahh. No. I guess she didn't." said Sam. The old man had lived alone for quite some years since his wife died. The look of this young man doing the gardening with no clothes on was stirring some old feeling up inside him. "Well I gotta tell ya. In all the years I've lived, this is the first time I've seen anything like this." said the man. "What made you decide to take your clothes off?" "I guess I like it this way. I like not having to wear clothes." said Sam. "But aren't you afraid of being caught?" asked the man. "I try not to worry about that." said Sam. "Well OK then. But I don't know how your aunt is going to feel about it." Sam looked up at the man. "I better stop yap'n me trap to ya. So you can finish up before she gets back." The old man turned to walk off. "Ahh, Sir. You won't tell her...will you?" asked Sam. "I got some chores you can do, come over tomorrow morning and I won't say a word." said the man before he stepped in to the house. Sam kept on working on the Vege patch and after he was done. He went up to get a drink from the house. He looked at the time and being only 1 o'clock he went out side to trim the hedges. He started up the hedge cutter and got to work. (I suppose you know what's going to happen next, don't ya. Hmm... well its about to happen right now.) Well Sam was just about finished when the hedge cutter turned bad. The hedge cutter uncontrollably cut into the hedge screwing Sam's fine work. "Shit! Blasted fucking thing." cursed Sam. The hedge cutter then jammed up and the motor stopped running. Smoke started coming out of the back and Sam knew it was fucked. He looked at the hole in the hedge and kicked the hedge cutter. "piece off shit!" cursed Sam. He picked the hedge cutter up to go and stash it in the box before his aunt got back. "what the hell do you think your doing?!" came a familiar voice. Sam turned around to see his aunt standing on the porch. Sam was naked. Smoke was coming out of the hedge cutter. the hole in the hedge was bad. With the hedge cutter half in the box on the floor of the shed. He stood silently with not a thought in his head of what to say. "Have you been like that all day?" asked Beaty. Sam was praying some how something would happen to get him out of this. But. There was nothing. "Get your shameless back side in the house before the neighbors see you." yelled Beaty. (to late strict bitch they already have. Sam walked into the house with Beaty behind him. Once in side she grabbed Sam by the arm and hauled him into his room. She slammed the door and screamed at him. "Do you think you can do what ever you like?!" "I can't believe this." The yelling went on for 10, 15 minutes. What could Sam do. He loved being naked. He was born that way after all. But everyone needed to make it an issue. "I'm going to have to tell your parents and I'm going to have to punish you." yelled Beaty. "I can't have you thinking this kind of behavior is acceptable." "But I won't do it again. I promise." pleaded Sam. Beaty opened the wardrobe behind her and pulled out a leather belt. "what's that for?!" asked Sam "You know what its for." said Beaty. "But I'm 15." Stated Sam. "Well if your going to walk around here like a two year old. Then you needed to be flogged." yelled Beaty. (Did I forget to mention. Aunt Beaty looked more like a man. She's like a big tall manly looking lady. Like the witch in the movie 'Matilda'). Well with one movement or two. Sam was over his aunts lap. Aunt Beaty flogged Sam like he had been done before. But usually he had clothes on. The leather belt cut down in to Sam's fleshy back side. He lay silently not making a sound. He knew that there would be consequences for that. She counted out the usual 20, as she flogged poor old Sam. The flogging stopped and then there were more orders from the bitches mouth. "Stand up. On your feet." yelled Beaty. "Up! get up!" Sam stood shamelessly with an erection and stood with it inches away from her face. "What the fuck is this." yelled Beaty. "Don't tell me you actually enjoyed that." Sam hated his aunt and knew there was only one thing to do. He placed his left hand on his cock and stroked it up and back. Beaty stunned not knowing what to say. Her blood pressure rising even more. Sam played with his erection. Speeding up as he came close to blowing. Beaty didn't expect this I'm sure. She probably didn't expect this either. Sam's hand slowed as he felt his cock about to explode. Cum shot out from his cock and into his aunts face. 'Fuck this is it' he thought. Cum shot over her eye, on her forehead, in her hair and even over her lips. A drop of cum dripped to the floor as Sam squeezed out the last drop. "Its my life! I'll wear what I like!" yelled Sam as he grabbed his trousers. He opened the door and slammed it behind him. He put on his trousers and walked out the front door. Sam walked to a friends his house. A girl he grew up with, a person who understood. He slept there that night and never saw his aunt again.