Mom drives you home and then starts throwing all your clothes out.

As we drove home, I wondered exactly what was going on in her mind right now. It was sort of unnerving when she had seemed a little upset over seeing my naked state by the road, and to be honest, I was kinda fearful of her decision.

When we got to the house, we both got out. Neither of us said anything as we made our way from the car to the house.

I could feel my nerves jangling, trying to tell me to speak up, but I was too nervous. So I held my tongue as we walked into the house. We didn't stop there though as mom made her way upstairs. I followed her, still curious about what she was going to do.

Was she going to punish me? If so, how? Spanked like a little girl? Grounded from going out? The thoughts bounced through my head in an endless loop.

What she did do though, I was not expecting. As we reached the top of the stairs, she made a bee-line for my room, and with no hesitation whatsoever, walked right in and started going through my dressers and closet tossing all of my clothes into boxes!

"Mom! What're you doing?!"

She looked at me briefly with an unreadable expression, then continued collecting my clothes.

"Mom!" I cried. "Come on, this isn't funny! What are you doing to my clothes?!"

"Erica..." she finally commented. "I am doing this for a reason. You have been found naked in public, or come home naked too many times for me to handle it anymore. So I am doing the one thing to make you appreciate your clothing."

"What?! By getting rid of them all?!"

"Precisely."

"You can't do that! I..."

"Why ever not? You seem to be of a mind that you can get naked anywhere. That rules and laws don't apply to you. So why shouldn't I get rid of your clothes?"

"It's not my fault! Alicia and the boys stripped me in the car and..."

"And you didn't say no?" she demanded

"I did! I don't like being naked, but they always find ways to make me!"

"So you don't enjoy going naked in public places then Erica?" one of her eyebrows raised

"I..." I couldn't really answer honestly. Yes I hated when I was made to get naked in public. Yet how do I tell mom that even though I hated it, my pussy still reacted and got wet?! I couldn't say that!

I didn't like my choices. It was either lie and say I liked it, probably resulting in losing my clothes and safety, or tell the truth of the how I really react and still lose all my clothes! This was horrible!

My mom seemed to sense my indecision, for the next words out of her mouth made me think.

"All right Erica, if you can prove being naked in public is bad to you..."

• "Then you'll allow me to inspect you after our recent trip home."
• Mom reaches between your legs to check herself.
• Dad steps in and say to let you off the hook as you've suffered enough.