Chapter 1

Hi, my name is Sophie, I’m 15 and I’m being blackmailed by my brothers, Tom who is 14 and Harry who is also14. Tom is the slightly older of my two brothers and is also more dominant than Harry who has only just turned 14. Me, I’m pretty much your average 15 year old girl except that I’m a bit skinny and I have the smallest tits in my class at school, they’re only a ‘A’ cup, and for some unknown reason I am shorter than both my younger brothers.

My parents have always been quite strict with me even though both my brothers can get away with murder. Mum is a prude and won’t let me wear nice clothes like the other girl in my class wear, and when it comes to sex I had to get all my knowledge from the sex-ed classes and from the other girls at school.

Neither mum nor dad used to spank me but when I turned 14 my mum told me that I was old enough to take responsibility for my younger brothers, and that I had to keep them in-line although I hadn’t a clue as to how I was supposed to do that. Two boisterous, mischievous 13 year old boys that were both taller than me! It was an impossible task for a 14 year old girl.

That first time after that my brothers played up I got my first ever spanking, and the really embarrassing thing was that it’s was on my bare bottom and my brothers were there watching. My dad pulled me over his knee, held me down, flipped the back of my skirt up over my butt, pulled my knickers down to my ankles then started spanking me.

Unsurprisingly, I struggle and tried to get free shouting for my dad to stop but he just spanked me harder.

When it finally stopped tears were pouring out of my eyes. Dad told me to stop being a little baby and to get to my feet, then he told me to hold my skirt up round my waist and to go and stand in a corner until he told me to go to my room. Then he left the room leaving just me and my 2 brothers in the room, them both staring at my bare bottom. At least I was stood facing the corner so my brothers couldn’t stare at my pussy.

From then on every time that one of my brothers did anything naughty I got a spanking.

In spite of my pleas to my parents saying that whatever wasn’t my fault, and my pleas to my brothers to be good, I used to get spanked on my bare bottom at least once per week. I soon realised that my brothers were naughty on purpose just so that they could watch me get spanked.

Sometimes when my brothers had been really bad I had to strip naked before the spanking started and when it was done I had to stand with my hands on my head for an hour and although I tried to stand VERY close to the corner both my brothers would come and stare at the sides of my tits and try to get me to turn round so that they could see my pussy even though they’d seen my front both when I went to the corner and when I finally got released and ran to my bedroom.

If my brothers had been really, really bad not only did I have to be naked for my spankings, when they were over I had to stand facing the room with my hands on my head.

I’ve never been allowed to have a boyfriend although I do have one but I don’t get to see him very often outside school. I just know that mum would kill me if she found out. Having said that, before this holiday Ben, my boyfriend, has been round to my house a few times at the start of the school holidays when both mum and dad have been at work, and I’ve met him a couple of times in the woods not far from our house.

The blackmail started when we were on a family holiday a couple of months ago. We were staying in a static caravan on a site at the coast and on the third day mum and dad had decided to spend the day on the beach and I didn’t want to go and spent the day in my old one-piece swimsuit whilst other teenage girls there would be wearing bikinis (mum won’t let me have a bikini). I also wanted to have some time to myself so I pretended to feel poorly when I got out of bed. Mum fell for me saying that I had stomach cramps, assuming that it was period pains and she told dad that I would be staying back at the caravan.

I was happy when the four of them left and I waited for a minute or so then followed them to make sure that they actually were going down the steep path to the beach. When I saw them get to the sand I turned and ran back to the caravan and lay on one of the loungers and relaxed in the peace and quiet.

About an hour later I started to get a little bored so I went inside and to my room where I rummaged through my suitcase until I found the 2 trainers that had elastic bands holding them together. Inside one of the trainer was my dildo. One of my school friends had bought it for me because there was no way that I could have got one delivered to our home, or escaped into town to buy one there.

I’m a 15 year old girl with all the curiosity about sex and the needs that teenage girls have. I can’t be alone with my boyfriend very often so I had to have some other way of getting some relief and for me it was the dildo and my fingers.

The dildo is one that has a suction base so I took it into the lounge area, stuck it to the floor, took my T-shirt, bra, shorts and knickers off and lowered myself on to the dildo. After a long sigh I slowly started fucking myself on the dildo whilst playing with one of my tits with my left hand hand and my clit with my right hand...

I had intended to fuck myself to at least three orgasms but just as the first one hit me I saw the door to the caravan open and in walked Tom and Harry.

The orgasm was hitting me so there wasn’t anything that I could do until it had subsided. As it did I got to my feet and my hands went to cover my tits and pussy and my face went as red as a beetroot.

“What the fuck are you 2 doing here? Get out.” I said.

“No chance.” Tom replied. “We saw exactly what you were doing Sophie.”

“And we think that you should continue Sophie.” Harry added.

“Fuck off, both of you.”

“Nope. What do you think mum and dad would say if we told them what you were doing Sophie?” Tom said.

“And what would they do to you Sophie?” Harry added.

I stood there silently for a few seconds. I just knew that they’d got me. Recent history told me that they wouldn’t hesitate to tell mum and dad and if they did my life would be over and my backside would be redder than a ripe tomato. I’d never be able leave the house again.

“Please don’t tell them guys.” I said.

“Why shouldn’t we? You’re naked and you were fucking yourself with that thing in the caravan lounge.”

“Please don’t guys, you know that they’ll spank me until I’m dead then they’ll ground me for life.”

“You should have thought about that before you stripped and fucked yourself.”

“But you weren’t supposed to be here, you were supposed to be on the beach. What are you doing here anyway?”

“Mum forgot the sunblock so they sent us to get it.” Tom said.

“Please guys, just get it and go back to the beach and forget what you’ve seen.”

“No chance Sophie, you are ours now and you will do exactly what we tell you.” Harry said.

I knew that I was beaten, I just hoped that they wouldn’t demand that I do anything horrible. Then I tried to point them in a direction that would be better for me.

“I’ll do all your household chores until we go back to school.”

“Oh you’ll do a lot more than that Sophie.” Tom said, “squat down and do what you were doing when we came in.”

“No, please don’t make me do that, it’s embarrassing.”

“You’ll be doing a lot of embarrassing things from now on Sophie.” Harry said.

“Please, someone shoot me now.” I thought, but I knew that that wasn’t going to happen.

I just stood there, with my hands covering my bits, for ages hoping that my brothers would change their minds but knowing that they wouldn’t.

“Hands by your sides Sophie.” Harry almost shouted.

My hands slowly moved to my sides.

“Nice little tits Sophie.” Tom said, “but I don’t like that bush, the next time that I see you naked I expect you to have shaved it all off.”

“No, I can’t, what will mum and dad say the next time that they spank me?”

“I’m sure that you’ll come up with some excuse.” Harry said, “now squat down and fuck yourself Sophie, we haven’t got all day.”

What choice did I have so I started to go down. As I felt my pussy spread then the tip of the dildo touch me I said,

“Please don’t make me do this guys.”

“Do it.” Harry said then I saw Tom turn and walk to his bedroom.

As I started to impale myself I realised that my pussy was very wet, wetter than it had been before my horrible brothers appeared. For one second I wondered if I was actually enjoying being forced to do what I was doing.

Tom came back with his phone in his hand and I saw him point the camera towards me.

“Please don’t video me.” I said.

But Tom didn’t stop, instead he came closer to me and pointed his phone at my face before moving his phone lower so that the video showed me going up and down on the dildo. In spite of the horrible situation that I was in I found myself getting quite aroused and before long I was cumming for the second time in front of Tom and Harry.

“You looked like you enjoyed that Sophie.” Tom said.

“I didn’t reply as I pushed myself up on my feet.

“We’re going to have to go now Sophie but don’t get any ideas,” Tom said, “I’m taking my phone with me. When we get back we’ll let you know what you will be doing for us.”

Tom and Harry got the sunblock and left leaving me stood there, totally naked and the dildo still stuck to the floor between my feet. For some reason my desire to fuck myself to a third orgasm had disappeared and I unstuck the dildo, washed it and put it back in the hiding place. Then I put a bra, knickers, at top and my shorts on then went outside and lay on one of the loungers. I’d lost all enthusiasm for pleasuring myself and for life in general.

Not only was I expecting to get more spankings but Tom and Harry were probably going to do all sorts of nasty things to me. Then I remembered what Tom had said about my pubic hair and decided that I may as well get it over with and shave it all off. I knew that Tom and Harry would make me suffer if I was still hairy when I next had to strip naked either for them or for another spanking.

I got up and went to the bathroom where I used my dad’s razor to shave it all off, I hadn’t bothered taking my razor on holiday with me, then I went back outside and started worrying again.

After a couple of hours worrying about my future life or even if I had one, I somehow manage to fall asleep. When I woke up it was because both Tom and Harry were stood over me laughing.

“What are you laughing at?” I asked.

“You’re all read sis.”

It was then that I realised that I was sunburnt and my arms, legs, face and the top of my chest were on fire.

My father and mother appeared and when my mother saw me she said,

“Sophie can’t you do anything that I tell you I told you put some sunblock on and it’s obvious that you haven’t. I think that you need another spanking.”

Before mother had the chance to take it any further my father came back outside holding his razor up and asking,

“Which one of you three has been using my razor?”

“Not me.” both Harry and Tom replied.

“Why would you be using my razor Sophie? Never mind, which ever one of you it was it was your responsibility Sophie. Get those clothes off and get ready to be spanked.”

At this point I should tell you that outside of the caravan is a decking that has a metre high fence round it so that when you are laying on a lounger you can’t see anyone passing by and they can’t see you.

For once it was my fault and I just hung my head down and started taking my top off. We were outside the caravan but not really overlooked but I feared that if I cried too loud or screamed, or even daddy’s hand hitting my butt was too loud, one of our neighbours or someone walking by may come looking to see what all the noise was about.

I was soon down to my knickers I dreaded what would happen when I pushed them down but I knew that down they had to go. I took a deep breath and pushed them down.

“Sophie,” my mother loudly said, “what the hell have you done, are you trying to be a slut, look Jim that’s who used your razor. Turn round and show your father Sophie.”

With my head still hanging down I turned as saw my father staring at my bald pussy.

“Someone shoot me please.” I said to myself.

I lifted my head enough to turn it and look at Harry and Tom, both had big grins on their faces.

“Assume the position young lady, or should it be young slut.”

I went and lay over daddy’s knees and the swats immediately started.

As usual I was squealing then crying. I knew not to try to resist. I’d tried that in the past and ended up getting double the swats.

Fortunately, both daddy’s and mummy’s swats are not hard enough to do any real damage only a very red and painful butt and when daddy finished he told me to get up and go to my room.

As I was picking up my clothes my mother said,

“Hold on a minute young lady, that was for messing with your father’s razor, get over my knees right now and this is for ignoring my warning about the sunblock and for making yourself look like a slut.”

My mother then gave me another twenty hard swats before she told me to go to my room. I picked up my clothes and ran to my room where I lay on my stomach and continued crying.

About an hour later my mother shouted for all three of us so I quickly put the same clothes on and went to see what she wanted. It was to tell us that we were going to the sites cafe-cum-clubhouse for a meal and a drink and that we were to get ready to go.

I chose to wear a light summer dress hoping that the contact with my red skin wouldn’t hurt me.

Once we’d got there and got a drink, mum told us that her and her father had been talking and that every other day her and dad were going off on their own and leaving us three kids to entertain ourselves but there were a number of rules:

We were not to leave the site or it’s beach.
We were to keep out of trouble.
We were not to damage anything;
We were not to upset any of the other holidaymakers.
I was in charge and Tom and Harry were to do as I told them.
They would leave snacks for us and also some money for ice creams.

Mum got us three to promise that we’d stick to the rules and then she looked at me and reminded me what would happen if we broke the rules.

Tom and Harry looked to be quite happy but I wasn’t, I just knew that my brothers would make my life hell on those days.

After we’d eaten dad said that us three kids could go back to the caravan if we wanted. That meant that if Tom and Harry wanted to go back because I would have to go with them to ‘look after them’.

They did so we were excused and off we went. However, Tom and Harry didn’t go back to the caravan, instead I followed them as they wandered around the site. We passed the swimming pool and the games room then on to the play area. There’s two parts to it, one part for the little kids and the other for older kids and adults. They went to the older kids part where there was another couple of boys their age just hanging around and they started talking to them.

Meanwhile I went to the swings and gingerly sat on one and was idly swinging back and forth. After a while I saw that all four of the boys were looking my way as they talked. Then I saw Tom get his phone out of a pocket and I saw all four of them looking at the phone.

“Oh my gawd,” I thought, Tom’s showing those two THE video.”

But there was nothing that I could do. If I ran off I’d get into trouble for leaving them and probably another spanking so I just sat there looking at my feet.

After the video ended and they had talked for a minute, all four of them came and stood in front of me.

“What?!” I said.

It was Harry that replied,

“Pete and Mike here don’t believe that you will do anything that we tell you Sophie.”

“I won’t, fuck off.”

“Oh Sophie, have you forgotten what we will do with this video if you don’t do what we say?” Tom said.

“Please guys, would you really end my life, because that what’s you’d be doing if you showed that to mum and dad.”

“Stop being so dramatic Sophie, they’d only tan your butt to a whisker of your life then ground you for life.” Tom said, “Now lift your dress and show Pete and Mike your knickers.”

I just sat there silently for a minute then Harry shouted,

“NOW!”

I jumped then slowly started to lift my dress. When I’d got the hem up to my waist Harry said,

“Pink ones, it was yellow ones earlier, did you cream them so much that you had to put some clean ones on?”

I didn’t reply.

“Now stand up and take them off Sophie.” Tom said.

I gave Tom a pleading look in the pointless hope that he would relent but he just gave me a threatening look back so I did as I was told. Of course my dress had fallen back to where it should be so I reached under it and pulled my knickers down. They were round my ankles when Tom said,

“Now give them to Pete and Mike.”

“What?” I said.

“You heard me.”

I had no choice so I did, putting them in Pete’s hand.

“Yuk, they’re all wet.” Pete said.

“I told you that she’d been creaming herself, you love this don’t you Sophie?”

“No I don’t, you’re being horrible to me.” I replied trying to change the subject from my wet pussy.”

“Right Sophie,” Harry said, “just one more thing, well two actually, firstly lift your dress again then pull the top of the dress down so that your tits are out.”

My eyebrows rose but I said nothing then I started doing what I had been told to do. When my tits and pussy were on display Harry told me to stay like that.

“Please guys, this is embarrassing and someone might see us.”

“Just another few minutes Sophie.” Harry said.

Then I saw four phones come out and they started taking photographs.

“Spread your legs Sophie.” Tom said.

“Please guys, don’t do this to me.”

“We can stop now Sophie,” Tom said, “but if we do we show the video and these photos to mum and dad when we get back.”

“Okay, okay, look as much as you want.”

I just stood there until they finally had had enough but it was dark there so I suspected that they would get me sometime during daylight. I just knew that the rest of the holiday was going to be hell for me.

I dropped my dress and pulled the top back up over my tits and then asked for my knickers.

“Oh no,” Tom said, “we all saw you give them to Pete, they’re his now.”

I just hoped that when we got back to the caravan mum or dad wouldn’t find an excuse to spank me and see that I didn’t have any knickers on.

“So,” Harry said, “will you two be coming round in the morning, I promise that it will be worth your time.”

“If Sophie will be there then we will.” Mike replied.

“She will.” Harry replied, “and we’ll all have a really good look at all of her.”

My heart sank but at the same time I felt my pussy tinge.

“What’s wrong with me, I should be wanting to throw up not getting aroused.” I thought.

Mike and Pete went off one way and Tom and Harry went another. I followed my brothers and eventually we got back to the caravan and I said that I was going to bed.

As I got changed into the long T-shirt that I wore as a nightdress I felt all over first the sunburnt areas then my butt and I was pleased that everything felt reasonably okay except for my butt that was still stinging a bit.

In bed my right hand went straight to my pussy and started rubbing. It didn’t take long before I was cumming and when I had returned to normal I wondered why I was so horny when such terrible things were happening to me. Needless to say I didn’t get an answer.

When I woke in the morning the room was already sweltering. Then my door opened and my mum stuck her head in,

“We’re off now Sophie, we’ll be back around teatime. Remember that you are in charge and you have to keep those two in-line. You know what will happen if you don’t.”

My door shut and I buried my head in my pillow hoping to suffocate myself. I didn’t get the chance to end my suffering because my door opened again and Harry told me to get up because I had to get their breakfasts ready.

“You’re 14 Harry, get your own fucking breakfast.”