Sophie Ward
by Rebecca Shaw
Copyright© 2026 by Rebecca Shaw
True Story Story: During the COVID lock down a teenage boy has a plan to put his older sister in her place and to his surprise finds out she enjoys it.
Tags: Humiliation Spanking ENF
Oh this damn lockdown was driving me mad. How can things change so much in just a few weeks? I scrolled up my phone for the hundredth time this morning and hardly anything new was worth looking at. Well of course no one had anything to post about now did they. No juicy gossip from my friends, no interesting nights out to comment on, nothing. Even my love of taking endless selfies was becoming tired.
It was bad enough being stuck at home but now my parents had chosen this of all times to go on the holiday of a lifetime they were stuck halfway around the world. So it was just me and my annoying brother James and me being the oldest, 22 if u must know, I was left to do everything. While all he did was spend endless hours in front of his computer screen playing games online with his friends in between looking at tits like all boys his age did i suppose.
We were hardly talking and trying to stay away from each other as much as possible because we just ended up arguing all the time. I had just got another reminder for my car payment being late and with no work for the foreseeable future feeling totally miserable. My usual way to cheer myself up was to get dressed up and go out and get noticed and generally flirt with some cute guy and end up drunk. None of which was going to happen any time soon.
I decided at least I could go put something nice on, maybe post some pics on my insta and do something. I sat in front of my dressing table, chose some nice make-up and brushed my hair and then went to my wardrobe and got out a short bright pink dress with some matching shoes and went downstairs. I did my usual pouty face in front of my phone and took a few snaps just at the time James decided to leave his cave to come down for a drink. He shook his head and rolled his eyes.
“Good grief Soph ... Give it a rest, no one wants to see that ... even the guys u date must have more on their mind” he laughed.
Of course I knew he was making a joke of me always dating older guys and trying to make out they were that old they were worried to catch Covid 19. He went on to say why didn’t I look for some work instead of acting like a little tart all the time. We exchanged a few none too pleasant words before he walked past before stopping and looking me up and down quizzically.
“Actually I was looking at something online where it would suit you to make some cash” he smirked and walked back to his room.
Oh god how dare he suggest something like that, I could imagine very well what he was looking at online. I knew he was aware of my financial situation but surely my own brother wasn’t serious that I would do something like that. I was so angry and determined to put him in his place I stormed right up to his room. I could hear gunfire and shouting as was normal everytime I walked past. Without knocking I opened the door and shouted, what the hell did he mean by that comment downstairs. He took his headphones off and paused the screen.
“Oh hang on Tom mate, be right back ... got a bratty sister kicking off about something” he laughed to his friend.
I was so angry that he could first of all basically suggest I would strip for money then call me a brat openly to his friend. I was almost speechless as he told me to calm down and just take at a look at this. He clicked off his game and went online to what was obviously an adult site. It was not your ordinary adult site as I could see several pictures which were plainly depicting various forms of spanking. I could feel my eyes open a little wider and a strange mixture of embarrassment and curiosity as he scrolled down as if he was looking for something in particular.
“Right, here it is Soph ... they know everyone around the world is stuck at home and their subscriptions have gone up so they are offering £1000 for the best pictures submitted this week”, he smiled at me.
“I’ve got better things to do but I guess I can take a little time out to turn your fat arse a nice shade of red ... u never u know u might make the top hundred”. He burst out laughing.
I knew he had set me up on purpose just to try and make fun of me and I knew the more I reacted the more he would think he had won. I looked for a few seconds trying to compose myself before saying anything. I took several deep breaths and stepped a little closer to the screen. He looked confused and I could sense he was surprised at my reaction. Without a word I pushed his hand off the mouse and moved down to some of the pictures already submitted. All of which were fairly dull and tedious looking and none of the girls were particularly attractive.
“Top hundred then ... I could win this in my sleep ... the only problem is u r too useless to make anything red ... unless its ur face” I giggled as he was blushing now.
Oh I felt so pleased with myself. What a way to turn it around so quickly. He was the one embarrassed now as I calmly kept looking at the pictures. I shot a glance down at his lap and tried to stop myself laughing. His face was a picture as I asked if he had spanked anything other than his “monkey”. I continued to tease him saying that at least I knew I was a 9 out of 10 and when and if he ever got himself a girlfriend he would be lucky if she was anywhere near a 5. Oh god I was so much enjoying putting him in his place for a change after all the comments he used to make about me being a tease and dressing like a tart. Oh I didn’t want this to stop, I wanted to really make him squirm now.
“As a matter of fact my bottom is quite used to being red ... I can take a good hard spanking like water off a duck’s back ... so if I wanted I could walk this competition” I sneered down at him.
The only trouble with that was it was a blatant lie but he wasn’t to know. He was still red faced but I couldn’t hold myself back and turned and gave my backside a little wriggle right in front of him. “Smack!”. He delivered a crisp well timed slap square to the meat of my bottom making my cheeks jiggle under my dress. I let out a little gasp and tried to brush it off as nothing even though it did sting a little. I just felt a little apprehension that maybe I had gone too far and turned to walk out.
“Oh not so fast little Miss I can win this easily, ... or as usual is it all talk ... come on I am up for it” he looked at me
It was my turn to feel my face going red, oh I had done the hard work of turning his little joke around why did I have to just keep going. Without really thinking it through I just stammered that it was not as easy as that. After all hundreds if not thousands might enter the competition and it would have to be something that really stood out. An anonymous picture of a red bottom was not going to be good enough. I went on almost like I was on auto-pilot suggesting ways to make the entry unique. Like dressing up for instance or creating a plausible yet interesting story to go along with the pictures. He was almost transfixed as I continued my explanation.
“I mean for a start it would be better if I showed my face to begin with ... errr I mean as an example ... like anyone’s face would add to the realism is all I meant”, I said in more a panic now.
“Wow Sophie Louise Ward, I am genuinely impressed, u r not as dumb as u look” he giggled.
His use of my full name just highlighted my nervousness and reminded me of my Mum giving me a telling off whenever I did something naughty as a child. I walked feeling a little numb to the kitchen to pour myself a glass of wine, all the time he was following me like an eager puppy. I took a gulp of the wine to try and calm my nerves with a thousand thoughts running through my head.
“So r we gonna do it then Soph ... come on ... we never do anything together ... it will be fun” he asked as if we were going to the park or something.
My head was spinning at the absurdity of it all but yet at the same time I knew I wasn’t being big headed and I did look a million times better that the pictures I had seen. I just took another gulp of wine and shrugged my shoulders. I looked at him and said he had 30 mins to think up a good situation we could act out and nothing cheesy and predictable like a schoolgirl or boss and secretary or the deal was off. With that he ran up to his room hooting in delight that he would check out the site for ideas and be back with the best one ever.
I felt sick but at the same time I was almost eager to see what he would come up with. I had a reputation with my friends of being a bit of a “selfie queen” and a show off but I am sure none of them would dream I would go this far. I poured another glass of wine and the waiting was becoming agonising. I began to consider some ideas of my own to suggest to him, not having much confidence that he would be very creative. At last I heard his door open and his footsteps bounding downstairs. He looked a little flustered and he exclaimed that he had checked out all the entries so far and as I said most were dull but he had come up with the answer.
“You know what they say Soph ... truth is stranger than fiction ... so how about we make out u r my bratty ‘little’ sister and I get to deal with ur discipline while the rent’s r away”. He grinned.
I could feel my mouth fall open a little but had to admit surely no one else would submit such a bizarre idea. I listened as he continued with his idea. First of all I was to go and get dressed as if I was going to work. Then he would take a pic of me holding my driving license as the site rules demanded only this was going to be part of the submission to show the world who I was and how old I was. I sort of agreed that that would be alright then he went on to say I was to have some sophisticated lingerie underneath and then would have to undress in the hall to show the transformation of the smart professional young woman into a naughty little brat as soon as I got home. I had to admit to myself that it was indeed a good start but I felt like I wanted to contribute something to all this.
“Oh James why don’t we go the whole hog then and have me undress outside the front door as if the rules are that I am not allowed in until I do” I suggested.
He was delighted and thought that was a brilliant idea. Then we bounced one idea after another to each other. All the time it was like I was coming up with more and more torments for some imaginary little brat and not the real me. We began to laugh together and continued to dream up more and more demanding things for our “Brat” to have to endure. We had to think of actual implements now to make sure my bottom looked like it had encountered a real punishment. All the time I remembered my “lie” earlier and wondered how much it was going to hurt and could I take it without bawling like a baby.
I finished the glass of wine and James announced he was going to get the camera ready as it was better than his phone and I ought to go and get changed. I was still feeling light headed as I went up to my room. I slowly undressed and walked over to my draw with my more “special occasion” underwear in it. I chose a pale blue satin and white lace bra and panty set along with some sheer black hold up stockings to wear with my highest heels. My work uniform from the car rental place was a knee length dark green skirt and matching jacket with a lighter green blouse and a neck scarf. I even pinned my identity badge on my lapel before fastening my hair up neatly behind my head.
I walked downstairs to see James checking the batteries in the camera and he smiled as he looked me up and down. I felt a little foolish and almost childish despite my appearance as he admonished me for not putting any make-up on. Quickly I ran back upstairs and applied a little more make-up than I would usually wear to work. Making sure my lips were deep red and my eye shadow was more pronounced. I went back down to almost gain his approval and he nodded that it was satisfactory now and with that I was told to walk along the road for a short distance and he would take some pics of me walking up the path.
I set off as James followed me to the end of the garden and I looked around to see it was almost deserted. Of course the social distance and the lockdown meant there were very few people on the streets. If anyone did see me I am sure I wouldn’t merit a second glance yet inside I was in turmoil at the reason I was out and what was soon about to happen. I got a short distance away then turned to head back home. It was bright and sunny and I kept looking around and saw James with the camera. My heart skipped a beat and knew he was clicking away right up until I got to the gate. I walked slowly up to the front door with my legs feeling heavier and heavier until I was right besides it.
James walked past me and opened the door and told me to look right at the camera before handing me my driving licence. He smiled as I held it at the side of my face so he could get both in the shot. Once he was satisfied he just gave me a curt command to get undressed. My breathing was becoming harder as I reached down to unbutton my jacket. James meanwhile came closer to take a picture of my name badge and as I shrugged off my jacket I looked around not sure where to put it. I was told to hold it as he went and got a plastic laundry basket and placed it on the floor. I placed it carefully inside and slipped the neck scarf off, all the time glancing around wondering if I could be seen from any of the windows nearby let alone anyone who might walk past the end of the drive.
James saw me and told me to hurry up and the sooner I was naked the sooner I could come inside. The word naked brought me back to the stark madness of what I was doing. I gave him a little pout, unable to think of anything to say in reply even though there was nothing I could say. I unbuttoned my blouse next trying to ignore James and the constant clicking of the camera as he walked around me. Folding it neatly I laid it in the basket to be met with a mocking “Good girl” from James. I knew the pale blue satin push up bra with the trim of white lace gave me a distinctive cleavage. My hands were trembling a little as I took hold of the waistband of my skirt and breathed in to twist it around to get the button and the zip more to the side for me to unfasten.
I could feel myself blush more and tried not to think that I was outside in broad daylight doing something more accustomed to the privacy of my own bedroom. Nervously I undid the two buttons on my tight skirt then slid the zip down. Giving a little wriggle it fell to the floor and quickly I bent down as I stepped out of it. Just as I was folding it into the basket a car went past making me crouch down with a jolt of added embarrassment. I pleaded with James that this was enough and surely I could take the rest off in the hall. He was not listening of course and just reminded me it was my idea and not to be such a coward. I stood back up and gave James an indignant stare and turned around thinking it might be preferable to show my bare breasts to the whole street than right in my little brother’s grinning face.
“Oh yeah Soph ... that’s a cool idea ... stay facing the street while u get ur bra and knickers off” he sounded delighted.
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