Ruining a perfectly good orgasm, you cover yourself a little and crack open the shower door to look outside. As soon as you do, you realize you’ve fallen in to the trap. Sure enough, there is your brother sitting on the toilet. And the reality is worse than you were prepared for. You were prepared for him to be sitting there dick in hand wacking of to you… well, wacking off, but instead of his dick in his hand he had something else. Something far worse.
“That was quite a show there Dani. I didn’t expect to get much audio, but I’m pretty sure I got a couple of good moans on the record.” He was holding a small video recorder in his lap to steady it. Until you opened the door to stick your head out, he could put it on the internet, but it wouldn’t matter because no one would know it was you through the frosted glass. But now he had your face in the video, you couldn’t deny it.
“That’s great scumbag, you’ve got a video of a girl masturbating in the shower. Like there isn’t any of that on the internet already. No one cares.” You’re a little surprised that you muster the defiance.
“Sure Dani, sure. In the big scheme of things, no one cares, it’s just another video. Fortunately for me, there is only one person who has to care about this particular video, and it’s you. You care quite a bit I think.” He knew he had you.
“Ok, yeah, great, I’d rather that little performance didn’t wind up on the internet, what do you want, you… you queef.”
“Right now? Right now I don’t want anything. You know me, I just like to have… insurance. At some point in the near future though, I’ll ask for a favor to make this little video disappear. For now, just step out of the shower and say it.”
When you had been younger, Robert was bigger than you and Rachel, and tormented both of you. He was a fan of “pro” wrestling and his favorite thing was to “practice” various elaborate submission holds on both of you. He wouldn’t hurt you, he wasn’t a sadist, but he would keep you in the hold until you would say, “I submit to your superior will, my master”, then he would let go and laugh like it was all a joke.
You knew better than to call Robert’s bluff. He was a dropout and a loser, but he was incredibly conniving. Better to just let him have his way. It doesn’t matter anyway. Careful to cover the important bits with your hands, you step out of the shower dripping wet and… well, dripping wet.
“I submit to your superior will, my master.” You immediately curse yourself, cringing visibly. The damn recorder is still going.
“Hahaha… Oh my dear sister. You’re smart, hard-working, and pretty, you’ll no doubt be more successful than me in the long run, but I’ll always have this moment. Why don’t you come give me a kiss on the cheek?”
A little surprised that he’s taking things a step further, but too thoroughly defeated now to protest, you step towards him, still covered, and bend over to give him a kiss on the cheek. As you bend over he ever so slightly rubs his finger along the inside of your leg, sending a slight shiver of thrill and horror through you body.
“Well, I’m off to work. Have fun at school. Try not to dwell on things, sis. The stress’ll hurt your complexion.”
With that, he left, and it was time for you to get ready for school.
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