Date: Sat, 19 Aug 2006 01:31:14 -0700 (PDT)
From: mike wellington <mike_d_systems@yahoo.com>
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.