By SubstituteWriter
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Copyright 2026 by SubstituteWriter, all rights reserved
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This
story is intended for adults only. It contains depictions of forced
nudity,
spanking, and sexual activity of preteen and young teen children for
the
purpose of punishment. None of the behaviors in this story should be
attempted
in real life, as that would be harmful and/or illegal. If you are not
of legal age in your community to read or
view
such material, please leave now.
Poor Billy’s Follow Up
(This story takes place about a
month after the first Billy story. The 16-year-old finds himself in the
care of his 12-year-old sister Sally.)
Billy contended it was
an accident and he didn’t mean to spill the hot soap all over Sally’s
pajamas. He pleaded with Sally to forgive him and then made the fatal
mistake.
“I’ll do anything you want,” he said.
“Anything, huh?”
“Yes, just please accept my apology.”
Their parents had just left for the evening and 16-year-old Billy was
placed in charge of the household. It was Sally’s first chance since
the card game with Mirai and Peggy that she could get her brother to
take off all his clothes and become her butler.
“Well, then I
suppose I should be the babysitter and you’re the, uh, baby,” Sally
said. Before Billy could say a word, she added “you did say anything,
right?”
He lowered his head, resigned to his fate. “Yes, I did say anything. What do you want me to do?”
“First of all, clean up this mess and when you’re done, go stand in the corner until I get back. Understand?”
“Yeah, ok, I can do that. I’m really sorry Sally.”
“You’ll be fine as long as you do everything I say. Now, get busy.”
Sally walked out of the kitchen to change. She decided to wear her
regular clothes: T-shirt with a big yellow flower on it, jeans, socks
and sneakers. She threw her purple pajamas into a corner and returned
to the kitchen.
Billy was standing, facing the wall with his
hands behind his back, when Sally walked in. She smiled, knowing she
was in control now.
When Billy first walked to the corner, he
thought about changing his mind. That thought didn’t last long because
he knew Sally could make it sound a lot worse and he’d probably get
grounded. Best to agree with everything Sally said.
Thoughts
of what happened when he lost the card game entered his mind. He
couldn’t help but get excited at how he was treated by Peggy and the
others. He instantly blushed but, at the same time, he also got a
little hard.
He really did love his sister; despite all the
tricks she played on him. He was just a softie. In fact, his crush, a
16-year-old girl who shared a math class with him, reminded him of his
sister. Amanda had short brown hair and nice facial features. He hadn’t
gotten the nerve to speak to her yet.
Billy jumped when he
heard Sally walk up to him and say, “turn around.” His mind had
wandered and at first, he thought Sally was Amanda. He shook his head
and saw it was his sister as he turned around.
“You passed the
first test,” Sally said. “Good job of cleaning everything and nice that
you followed my instructions to stand in the corner.”
Billy actually thought it was a compliment and smiled back at Sally. “I said I’d do anything,” he said.
“That’s right and I know you want to be a good boy for me. I’d like you
to do some laundry for me, like the pajamas you spilled soap on. It’s
in the corner with the rest of my dirty clothes. Take the whole pile
and put them in the washing machine.”
Billy nodded and headed
toward her room. A few moments later, Sally stopped him, saying “Oh
yeah, Billy, be a good boy and wash the clothes you’re wearing too. All
of them.”
“You mean?”
“Yes, I mean you’re going to be
naked until all the clothes are washed and dried. Just stay in the
garage until I come and get you.”
Billy shuffled off to
Sally’s room to retrieve her dirty laundry. He carried it to the
garage, stuffing them into the washer and filling the machine with
soap. He was about to start the cycle before remembering he had to put
the clothes he was wearing into the washer too.
You’d think a
16-year-old boy would be able to deal with a 12-year-old girl,
especially if that girl was his sister. Poor Billy had a hard time
coming to terms with Sally though. She was a lot more confident in
herself than he was in himself and his mother had taught him to take
care of Sally, even if it didn’t make sense at times.
“She’s going to be your best friend later in life,” his mother would say.
In a lot of ways, she was already his best friend but he’d never say
that out loud. He just decided he’d help her. This was a new twist
though. He lost a bet to one of Sally’s friend Peggy and it cost him a
night of nudity in front of three girls, including his sister.
Sally must have gotten the idea of getting him to strip at home from
Peggy, who had as much confidence as Sally and who enjoyed pushing
things as far as they would go.
Billy took a step back from
the washer and stripped off his clothes, adding them to load. Then he
started the cycle and went to sit on a bench near the dryer. He
couldn’t believe he was naked again and his sister would see
everything. He was unable to get over the embarrassment of his
situation and he certainly didn’t understand why his penis got harder
every time the humiliation waved through his body.
Just the
thought of having to be nude in front of his sister, on her orders, was
enough to make him turn a deep red. He hoped he wasn’t some kind of a
pervert. He didn’t really have any sexual feelings for Sally, though he
had to admit Peggy and Mirai were both cute and he has definitely had a
soft spot for them.
He was deep in thought, his head buried in his hands, and didn’t hear Sally come out to the garage.
The door slammed behind Sally, jolting Billy out of his daydreams. He
jumped off the bench and realized he was nude and covered himself as
she approached.
“Now Billy, you must learn that it is very
important not to hide anything,” Sally began. “So, you need to put your
hands behind your back and you need to remember to that again whenever
you are naked in front of me. How else am I going to learn about boys’
bodies?”
“I’m, I’m sorry Sally,” he said and then obeyed her. His cock jumped up and little more and Sally took a step back.
“I like seeing you like this,” said Sally. “I think it shows that you like me and you like doing stuff for me.”
“I guess so. I mean, I don’t have any real feelings for you. I mean, I
do love you like a brother loves a sister but that’s it. I’m just, uh,
doing this because you asked.”
“Well, I was going to surprise
you this evening, but neither Mirai nor Peggy could come over tonight.
They were excited to know you’re naked but they had to help with their
own families. So, it’s just you and me.”
Billy’s eyes widened
and his penis grew to full length when he learned both the other girls
knew he was naked right now and they could both imagine it. Every time
he thought it couldn’t get any worse, it did. He became fidgety
thinking about it.
“Stand still Billy,” Sally ordered and he
did so. “You can stay out here or you can come back into the house and
watch TV with me. Either way, you need to remain on your feet at all
times, with your hands behind you. Understand?”
“Yes, Sally,
I’ll stay still. If you don’t mind, I’d like to stay out here until I
put your clothes in the dryer. But I will come in and watch TV with
you.”
“That’s good Billy, just don’t get anything messy out here.”
Billy knew exactly what Sally meant by that and got embarrassed all
over again. He knew he would have to keep his hands away from his cock.
Billy dreaded having to present himself naked to his little sister. He
had slipped all the wet clothes into the dryer and turned toward the
door. One step later, he felt a surge of coldness sweep through him and
stood still. He could not get himself to take another step.
He
feared his sister might have given him some misinformation about the
whereabouts of Peggy and Marai. They could very easily be sitting on
the couch, right beside Sally as he stood there. The thought sent a
chill down his spine. What would they think if I was parading around
naked like it was normal.
Billy finally got enough courage to
walk into the house, warming up immediately. He tip-toed down the hall
and stuck his head around the corner to see if anyone other than Sally
was there. He didn’t see anyone so he slowly made his way to the couch,
standing next to the couch on the side where Sally sat, watching TV.
She was watching something on YouTube called 100 Girls. It was a scene
where a girl wins a foosball game and has the guy strip in front of a
lot of girls. Billy just stood there, awkwardly watching it. Sally
didn’t even look at her big brother until the next video came on.
“That gave me a lot of ideas,” Sally finally said, turning to Billy. “I
think it would be fun to play strip foosball. And guess who has a
foosball table. Peggy.”
There is just no end to the
embarrassment Billy felt when he got teased by Sally, or any girl, for
that matter. It just made him feel so little, so confused, so shy, so
timid. Yes, he was four years older than Sally, but it seemed like she
was in control.
Sally had her brother go back and forth from
the kitchen. He brought potato chips once, a glass of lemonade another
time and anything Sally could think of to keep him busy until all the
clothes were dry.
Once the clothes were folded and put away, Sally finally allowed Billy to get dressed in his pajamas.
She made him go to bed two hours before his bedtime because “that’s
what good babysitters do and that’s what good little boys do too.”
Billy went to bed and started praying that neither of his parents would ever leave him alone with Sally again.
The End