Chapter 5

The Thursday and the Friday were very much the same as the Monday and Tuesday of that week with Tom and Harry coming for their daily fucks. I have to admit that both of them are getting better at it, lasting longer and even starting to think about my needs, even though they were incestuously raping me.

Ben arrived about an hour later and we had a consensual, nice long love making session even if I was still legally underage.

The rest of the days was Tom and Harry again forcing me fuck more of theirs, and my school mates. There was another of my classmates each of the afternoons as well.

The only real difference was on the Friday afternoon after Ben had left and I’d got dressed ready for my parents coming home from work. I’d gone round the house making sure that everything was tidy but what I didn’t know until later was that Tom and Harry had been following me around and trashing the place so that when mum and then dad arrived home they found the place in a mess.

Mum came storming over to me in the lounge where I was sitting reading a book and when I looked up I could tell that she was mad.

“What’s up mum?” I asked.

“Come with me young lady.”

I got up and followed her into the kitchen.

“I can see that this mess was made by the boys but why didn’t you get them to clean it up?”

“But mum, it was tidy in here ten minutes ago.”

“Well it isn’t now, and follow me.”

I followed mum upstairs to the bathroom and it too was on a mess.

“Mum, honest, it was all clean and tidy ten minutes ago.”

“TOM, HARRY, HERE NOW.”

When they arrived.

“Explanation?” mum asked the boys.

“Sorry mum,” Harry said, “that was us this morning.”

“Get it cleaned up now, and am I right in assuming that you two made the mess in the kitchen?”

“Sorry mum,” Tom said, “it was when we got our breakfast.”

Mum looked at me and if looks could kill then I was about to die. I just knew that it was pointless saying anything, Tom would just turn it back on me. I felt my butt tingle as I realised that it was going to hurt one hell of a lot quite soon.

“Go and wait in the lounge young lady, your father and I will both be punishing you.”

Just when I was starting to think that my brothers fucking me was taking their mind off giving my parents a reason to spank me, there I was waiting for another dose of embarrassment, humiliation and a sore butt, and, I wasn’t wearing any knickers because Tom and Harry won’t let me. Mum was bound to say something about that.

I didn’t have to wait long for dad to arrive home but in that time my body was reacting to the anticipation in a way that I hasn’t happy about, my nipples were rock hard and tingling and my pussy was also tingling and getting wet.

I heard mum talking to dad in the kitchen then they both came into the lounge followed by Tom and Harry who had come to watch my degradation.

“Oh dear Sophie,” my dad said, “just when I was starting to think that you had got on top of the problem.”

“Strip!” My mother said.

It wasn’t the embarrassment of having to be naked in front of the rest of my family that I was anything but happy about, I’d got used to that whilst we were on holiday, it was the fact that I was about to get spanked and my pussy was doing a good job of getting aroused by the anticipation and I didn’t want that fact to be known.

I slowly unfastened the buttons on my dress and when it fell to the ground I was again naked in the lounge.

“Why haven’t you go any knickers on, oh never mind, and I see that you are still shaving down there.” My mother said.

“All the girls shave these days mum.”

“No knickers and a shaved pubis, it’s still disgusting,” my mother replied as she sat on a dining room chair that my father had brought in specially for the punishment.

“You know what to do girl.” My mother continued.

I lay over her lap and for some unknown reason I spread my feet wide apart. It was nothing new for my brothers to see my spread and wet pussy but my father was stood where he could get the best view of them all.

Down my mother’s hand came, over and over, and the tears soon started coming out of my eyes. After about the twentieth swat I realised that I had stopped crying and was just grunting as each swat landed. By about the fortieth even the grunting had stopped and I realised that the vibrations from each swat were going down to my clit, and I was liking it.

Then the swats stopped and my mum pushed me off her lap onto the floor.

“Your father can take over, my hand is starting to hurt.” My mother said.

“If you think that you hand is hurting, think about my butt.” I thought but didn’t say.

My mother got up and my father took her place. As I got up to lay over his lap I saw the bulge in his trousers and when I lay on him the bulge was really pressing on my stomach. I spread my feet again and that seemed to make the bulge feel bigger.

My father pit his hand on my butt and said,

“Hmm, quite warm but I’m sure that we can get it warmer and redder.”

As he said that his hand slid down and I felt his little finger curl and slide to my pussy causing me to moan a little.

Then up went the hand and immediately came down again. As his hand was going up again my mother said,

“Come on boys, you can clean up the mess in the kitchen whilst I start on the tea.”

After the next swat landed my father said, and we were alone,

“You’re getting turned on by this aren’t you Sophie?”

“I can’t help it dad, I don’t have any control over it.”

Then I got a little brave and added,

“And it feels like you are too daddy.”

“Yes Sophie, and I can’t control that either but I still need to spank you.”

After the next swat daddy’s hand stayed on my butt then slid down between my legs where his fingers went up and down my very wet slit. I started to moan but quickly moved my hand to my mouth to try to stifle the moans.

“Wet fingers should make the swat hurt more.” My father said just before the next swat landed and his hand slid down to my slit again.

The same happened five or six times and he had a finger resting on the entrance to my vagina, before the inevitable happened. As the orgasm came crashing out of me I screamed,

“I’M CUUUUMMMMIIINNNGGG.”

And my feet rose up and my body started shaking.

Daddy’s hand went to my butt and his fingers went between my pussy lips and to my vaginal entrance again, making the orgasm stronger and longer.

As I started to return to earth I saw my mother coming into the room.

“Did she just have an orgasm?” My mother asked.

“Yes, I believe that she did.” My father answered.

“The little slut, only sluts and whores get turned on by being spanked, I think that you need more embarrassment to try to get you back to being a normal girl. I know, you can stay naked all weekend, see if that teaches you something girl.”

I just lay there and thought that that wasn’t such a bad punishment, not after I’d been naked for a few days solid whilst on holiday.

I was still on daddy’s lap when I saw my mother leave then daddy said,

“You know that her sister Dawn and her husband Bob are coming for Sunday lunch don’t you Sophie?”

“No, I didn’t know, please will you talk to mum and ask her if I can wear some clothes when they are here?”

“The answer will be no Sophie, and I’ve got my mate Ian coming over tomorrow afternoon to help me fix that rattling on the car before the exhaust drops off.”

I said nothing, hoping that I could hide in my room whilst Ian was there. Daddy’s hand was still on my bare butt and I could still feel his boner pressing on my stomach. I pushed out my stomach and said,

“Do you want me to take care of that for you daddy?”

He just sat there for a couple of seconds then pushed me onto the floor saying,

“Sophie, I’m your father, you shouldn’t be thinking about such things.”

“We could go into the garage where mummy can’t hear us.” I added.

“Sophie, stop thinking like that. Go to your room.”

I got up and did go to my room where I started thinking, wondering just what my brothers had turned me in to. It was bad enough them fucking me, but for me to be thinking about giving my father a blowjob, and even him fucking me? I was sinking to a new low. I was disgusted with myself, and with my brothers.

I got some skin care lotion and rubbed it on my butt not knowing if it would help or not, then I lay on my stomach on my bed. A few minutes later Tom walked in without even knocking.

“Get out,” I almost shouted. “Why did you mess things up after I’d gone round tidying everything?”

“Because we wanted to see you get spanked.”

“Well I hope that you are happy. Did you know that Aunty Dawn and Uncle Bob are coming for Sunday lunch?”

“No, I guess that that will be an added bonus, keep you horny ready for Monday morning.”

“What are you going to do to me on Monday?”

“Nothing much different from this week.”

Just then mum shouted telling us that tea was ready so we went downstairs and took our places at the dining table. That was the first time that I’d been naked at that dining table and it felt strange and embarrassing, although not as embarrassing as I expected. I guess that I am getting used to being naked.

I deliberately stayed in bed as long as I could, spending most of the time on my stomach with my right hand under me toying with my clit, and it was eleven when I emerged and went downstairs to the kitchen to get some breakfast. I screamed when I saw dad and his mate Ian sat there, Ian looking straight at me.

“Ignore Sophie,” dad said to Ian, “she’s being punished...”

“I didn’t think that we had naked punishments here in the UK, just in America,” Ian said as he stared at my naked body.

“No I didn’t either but the missus decided that it would be appropriate for Sophie. So they have naked punishments in America do they?

“Oh yes, topless and bottomless ones as well, they can last for months and people have to go about their normal business without trying to cover-up. Also, people can be voluntarily naked all the time, they sign-up to be permanently naked and can get prosecuted if the wear any clothes. I wish that our country would adopt those policies, especially now that I can see your Sophie, quite a looker isn’t she.”

“She’s fifteen mate, jail bait, keep your hands off her.”

“Oh I will, but I will still keep looking.”

“You should see her butt, it was bright red last night,” daddy said. “Sophie, stand up and show us your butt.”

I did, and as I stood there with my back to both of them dad said,

“Spread your legs Sophie and bend over so that we can see how far the red marks go.”

I did and I felt what both dad and Ian noticed.

“She’s liking being like that.” Ian said, “see how wet she is.”

“Yes,” dad replied, “she even orgasmed when I was spanking her last night.”

“Dad,” I said, “you’re embarrassing me.”

“Well you obviously like being embarrassed like that Sophie.” Ian said, “but you shouldn’t be, a lot of girls have an orgasm when they get spanked and it is okay for girls to be naked in front of men, it’s only natural.”

I didn’t know what to say to that so I straightened up, turned round and sat down again, my face feeling like it was as red as my butt obviously still was.

“Shall we go and get on with that exhaust Ian?” My dad asked.

“Sure,” Ian replied, “come and keep us company Sophie.”

“I don’t think so.” I replied.

Dad and Ian went outside leaving me to enjoy my coffee and toast in peace.

I was just washing my plate and mug when Tom came into the kitchen.

“Oh good, you’re up, get up to our room and we can have our morning fuck.”

“No, it’s the weekend, mum and dad are here.”

“Mum’s at the supermarket and dad is outside with his mate. Videos Sophie.”

As I climbed the stairs I was even more disheartened. I’d been looking forward to a couple of peaceful days but it was looking like that was just a pipe dream.

I was really pleased that neither of my brothers had discovered how to please a girl when they fuck her, just take what they want and move on, the original ‘wham, band, thank you ma’am’, and it wasn’t long before I was going to the bathroom with two lots of young teenage cum seeping out of me. I cleaned up as best I could but the problem was that those two fuck had aroused me a little and I was in the mood for a little more arousal by showing my body to dad and especially Ian, so I went downstairs and outside.

Fortunately, where dad’s car was parked was out of sight of the neighbours and the road, and when I got there I saw that both men were on their backs with their heads under the car.

“Can I get either of you anything?” I asked.

“Yes,” Ian said, “there’s a spanner that I dropped just near my left foot, could you pass it to me please Sophie?”

I looked down and there was a spanner near Ian’s left foot. I wasn’t about to get on my hands and knees to pass it to him so I squat down, picked up the spanner and reached under the car.

“Fucking hell.” I heard Ian say, then, “just stay like that for a sec Sophie whist I shuffle nearer to you.”

I stayed put and as Ian’s body shuffled out from under the car a little bit I saw two things, firstly that there was a huge bulge in the front of his overalls, and as his head got near to the side of the car I saw his face staring at my spread and very wet pussy. We both sort of froze for a few seconds before I heard my dad say,

“Have you got that damned spanner Ian, I’m stuck without it.”

Ian shook his head sideways, coming out of his trance, and took the spanned off me. I watched his face as he continued to stare at my pussy until his head disappeared. Then I stood up.

Just in time actually, as I heard the door of my mother’s car slam shut.

“SOPHIE,” my mother shouted, “come here.”

As I edged nearer to my mother I said,

“Mother, if I come over there I’ll be visible to the whole street.”

“That’s your fault for being a naughty girl, and why are you outside anyway?”

“I was just asking dad if he wanted a cup of tea?”

“Good girl, it’s a pity that you can’t be that good all the time, now get yourself here and help me carry these bags.”

I don’t think that anyone else saw me, but there again, the neighbours could have been looking out of their windows and I quickly grabbed some bags and quickly walked into the house.

“Thank you Sophie.” Mum said.

“Do you want a hand putting things away?” I asked.

“That would be nice.”

As we put things away I asked,

“Since I’m being good can I put some clothes on?”

“No Sophie, the punishment stands.”

“But Uncle Bob and Aunty Dawn will see me like this tomorrow.”

“I know that punishments are tough Sophie but you have to learn.”

When we were finished, the dejected me went up to my room.

The rest of that day was okay, that’s if you exclude a family evening watching movies with the naked me sat between Tom and Harry and them grabbing a tit or my pussy when they thought that mum and dad weren’t looking.

On the Sunday morning, as I helped mum prepare the vegetables for Sunday lunch I again asked mum if I could put some clothes on but she can be a really stubborn b**** when she wants to and I was still naked when the doorbell rang.

“Go and get that Sophie.” Mum said.

“But they’ll see me naked.”

“They’re going to see you like that anyway Sophie so go on, get it over with.”

I did, and when I opened the door Dawn looked shocked but Bob started grinning.

“What’s going on here?” Dawn eventually asked.

“I’m being punished.” I replied as our guests entered the house.

“Good to see all of you Sophie,” Bob said, “you look great.”

“Thanks Uncle Bob.” I replied.

After I had closed the door I saw that Dawn had gone to the kitchen and Bob to the lounge. I followed Bob and wondered where dad and my brothers were.

“So,” Bob said, “what have you been doing that deserves a naked punishment Sophie?”

“Nothing really, my mum expects me to keep my brothers in line and to get them to tidy up after themselves but it’s an impossible task and they deliberately make a mess so that I get punished.”

“It must be difficult for you Sophie but I would have though that you would have just got grounded or at worst spanked.”

“Oh they spank me as well.”

“It’s good to see that you’ve got over the embarrassment of being naked with other people around you Sophie.”

“I didn’t have much choice in the matter. Mum even made me be naked for the last half of our holiday, she even made me go to the campsite’s clubhouse like this and either her or Tom made me enter a karaoke competition like this.”

“Wow, at least it will be character building for you, toughen you up for when you grow up and leave home, and you do look good. You do know that there’s nothing wrong with men seeing girls naked don’t you?”

“So people keep telling me but that doesn’t make it less embarrassing, and thanks for saying that I look good, even if I don’t.”

“But you do look good Sophie, in fact you look amazing, I like the bald look.”

“Blame my brothers for that, they’re bla.”

“What?”

“Oh nothing, shaving down there is what most girls do these days.”

“Well it’s a fashion that I like, there’s nothing more beautiful that a slim, pretty girl with no hair below her neck, and I don’t like big tits.”

“Are you trying to hit on me Uncle Bob?”

“If I were ten or fifteen years younger I probably would be but alas, I’m not and you are my niece. Now, shouldn’t a pretty girl like you be helping you mother get lunch ready?”

“That’s sexist Uncle Bob.”

“True, sorry, stay and keep me company, I’ll get a beer, do you want one?”

“You know that I’m too young to drink alcohol, and what would mum say if she caught me.”

“It’s more a question of what she would do, by the looks of you right now I’d say that she wouldn’t let you wear any clothes for a year. Think what it would be like going to school undressed like that Sophie? All he boys trying to hit on you, you could have the choice of any boy in the school.”

“I’ve got a boyfriend thank you, but please don’t tell mum, she thinks that I’m too young to have a boyfriend, and I’d rather kill myself than go to school like this.”

That conversation ended as dad walked into the room and greeted Bob.

“Can you go and get a couple of beers out of the fridge please Sophie, then go and find your brothers, they should be down here as well.”

I did, and I did, Aunt Dawn giving me a filthy look when I went to the fridge, then Tom and Harry were both moaning about having to leave their game of whatever.

Sunday lunch was served and I was pleased that it was only my little tits showing above the table although with two extra people there us three kids were squashed together on one side of the table with me between my brothers and them both having wandering hands. Tom managed to get to my clit and I had to force myself to not moan as he rubbed it. Thankfully he lost interest before he made me cum.

The other thing was that I was sat opposite Uncle Bob and I swear the he spent most of the time staring at my tits. This made my nipples hard and tingly all the time and I have to admit that I was enjoying him staring. I even caught myself pushing my chest out a couple of times

The conversations included mum and dad telling aunt Dawn and uncle Bob about our holiday and uncle Bob had to ask if I’d been a good girl on holiday or if I’d had to be punished. Mum said that I’d been a disappointment and Tom added that mum had made me be naked for a few days.

“You poor thing Sophie.” Aunt Dawn said, uncle Bob adding that it would have been character building and that the sight must have pleased quite a few of the teenage boys there.

“For god’s sake Bob,” mum replied, “she’s fifteen and as flat as a pancake, all the boys must have thought that she was just a little kid. She’s only just gone through puberty making it an ideal time for her to learn from her mistakes and what better way than embarrassment.”

“Mum,” I said, “I went though puberty nearly five years ago and I might only have ‘A’ cup breasts but I’m a young woman and what you’re making me do is humiliating, it’s ruining my life.”

“Stop being so dramatic Sophie,” my mum said, “it’s the perfect time for you to learn to take your responsibilities seriously.”

“I do mum, it’s just that Tom and Harry are bla ... Oh never mind.”

“Well I think that it’s wrong that a fifteen year old girl is made to be naked in front of anyone at anytime.” Aunty Dawn said.

It was then that my dad finally spoke,

“Okay everyone, this is starting to get a bit silly, Sophie’s mother has issued a punishment and it stands, let’s change the subject, Dawn, Bob, tell us about your holiday.”

There was a few seconds silence then Bob started going on about their holiday, me finding it mostly boring. But Bob was still staring at my tits and Tom and Harry were still taking it in turns to try to get their hands on my pussy under the table. The thing was, my resistance was starting to waine and their hands were finding their target more often. The other thing was that I was starting to enjoy it.

It was a relief when everyone had finished eating and dad said that the adults should take the bottles of wine out the back whilst my brothers and I cleared the table and did the washing-up.

Unfortunately, that gave Tom and Harry the chance to grope and molest my body whilst I tried to get on with the washing-up and Tom actually got his cock out and fucked me from behind. He’d just shot his load inside me and pulled out when Uncle Bob appeared. He stood at the door and said,

“What’s going on here?”

“Nothing, everything is good Uncle.” Tom said, “Sophie is just a bit slow at washing the plates, that’s all.”

“Sophie,” Uncle Bob said, “is everything okay?”

“Yes Uncle, everything is good.” I replied just hoping that he couldn’t see Tom’s cum crawling down my inner thighs.

Uncle Bob got another bottle of wine and left. Thankfully, Harry didn’t have the bottle to do what his brother had just done to me and when we were finished Tom and Harry went back to their room and I decided to go and sit outside with the oldies and enjoy the sun.

Unfortunately, we only have four garden chairs so there wasn’t one for me to sit on. I guess that I could have gone inside and got a chair from the dining room but I stupidly decided to just sit on the lawn. Again stupidly, I could have sat with my knees bent and back making sure that my pussy was hidden but I sat with my legs straight out in front of me and leaning back on my elbows, and yet again stupidly, I sat sort of between mum and aunt Dawn and opposite dad and uncle Bob. This meant that they were looking right up my legs to my bald pubis, them not able to see my slit because my legs were tight together with my ankles crossed.