Sister's Pet
by Heulwen

"Right you agree to everything I want you to do.........." She stated, pausing for effect and to take some more pictures of me.

"Or you send the picture.." I said completing the sentence for her.

"Well done Einstein, now run along and fetch your money," she said grinning in triumph, "while I think of some other things for you to do"

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"John you are so dead!" screamed Alison, " wait till Mum and Dad get home, you'll be grounded for ever!"

"But, Alison, it's not like that....." I blustered trying to think of any possible explanation for being stood by the back door after my little frolic in the garden, apart from the truth of wanting to be a girl. Why oh why did she choose to come early from school instead of hanging out with her friends in the park as usual.

"You must be a perv to be dressed like that, oh my god there's mud on my best skirt!" she said accusingly.

"Sorry, Alison, I was chasing next door's stupid dog out of the garden and it thought I wanted to play, please don't tell Mum and Dad, please, I'll do anything," I pleaded.

"I should tie you down and leave you outside in the rain, or maybe........" she paused, worryingly, I knew her devious brain must be thinking of something, most probably a worse fate than confessing to my parents and suffering the consequences.

"Please, I'll do anything for you," I pleaded again, getting down on my knees and putting my hands together to pray for a miracle.

"Anything?" Alison asked abruptly.

"Yes, anything," I replied, wondering where this was going.

"have you got any money?" she asked.

"A little, why?"

"Right, here's what's going to happen, I'm going take plenty of pics you in this pervie state and then you're going to give me  £20 to go and have fun with my friends at Alfonsos," she announced.

"But that's all my pocket money for the rest of the month, that's blackmail," I responded.

She took out her mobile and before I could do anything had taken a picture of me, she then typed something rapidly on the phone keypad and showed me the message she had written, it was to Mum and Dad's mobiles.

M&D, found perv bro dressed my clothes, see pic xx Ali

"Right you agree to everything I want you to do.........." She stated, pausing for effect and to take some more pictures of me.

"Or you send the picture.." I said completing the sentence for her.

"Well done Einstein, now run along and fetch your money," she said grinning in triumph, "while I think of some other things for you to do"

I scampered up to my room and quickly located my precious  £20 note, that I had had so many plans for. Still being broke for a month was better than being humiliated by my scheming sister.

"Here you are, you extortionist monster," I said, handing my last remaining funds to her.

"Now, now, don't be nasty. In fact that gives me an idea, right listen up, perv, here is rule number one," she stated, with malice.

"Look you've got my money, that's what you wanted so you could buy some Bacardi Breezers" I said getting irritated with my sister's threats," just leave me alone"

"Rule number one, perv, and you play along or I press the send button," said my sister slowly, pausing to show me the previous message on her phone," is you will address me as 'Miss', when Mum and Dad are not here, understand?"

"Yes," I grunted.

"Yes, what?" demanded my sister, holding her phone near my face, her thumb about to press send.

"Yes, Miss," I said, grudgingly.

"That's better perv, now you go and get changed out of my clothes, put them all in the washing machine, and not just the skirt, I don't want to have to wear something that your sticky paws have touched. Got it?"

"Yes, alright," I mumbled.

"Yes, alright, what?" said my sister, showing me her phone again.

"Yes, alright, Miss," I muttered.

With that she patted me on the head, like a good pet, and flounced out to get tanked up at the under eighteen club that somehow managed to allow its clientele to bring in booze from the local ASDA*.

I busied myself with my assigned tasks and then sat in my room, in my own clothes again, and considered my options.

They weren't good and really there were only two. Either I was going to have to somehow get possession of the camera and the photos, hoping that my evil sibling hadn't made back up copies or distributed them to her friends, or I was going to have to content myself with being, in perpetuity, my sister's pet.

*ASDA is the UK subsidiary of Walmart

To be continued, maybe?