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Part 3…

My naked humiliation continued at the hands of my sister. Sometimes she would let me know she was coming over. Other times she would turn up unannounced. I realized the frequency of her visits depended on how much money she could extort out of me. If I had lots of money in my wallet, she wouldn’t return for a few weeks. If I didn’t have much money, she might return in as little as a few days.

I didn’t dare tell anyone as she had told me not to say anything unless I wanted some embarrassing footage released to everyone. One evening, I was home watching TV, and my mum phoned saying my sister had been over and was demanding my mum come to embarrass me naked in front of her. She told her no, but my sister told her to think about it as the choice was she could see me naked or everyone else could.

Mum said, “We need to involve the police and sort it out.”

I said, “No police. It might make things worse. She might release everything she’s got on me, and I don’t know if I could press charges against her even though she deserves it. I would rather be naked before her than get more photos released to family and friends or neighbors. Plus, she’s seen me naked hundreds of times. One more ain’t going to make a difference.”

“I will think about it. But I’m not supposed to know her plan, so I need to act surprised if she decides to do it.”

The following day, mum told my sister she would do it as long as she didn’t take any photos or videos and didn’t release any images to anyone.

*****

A few days later, my sister turned up at my house, followed by my mum a few minutes later. I got ordered to strip, and she sat with our mum making fun of me as I stood naked in front of them. Mum looked a bit embarrassed and smiled a few times at my sister’s jokes. I made the coffee, and my sister spat in my coffee which I still had to drink. Mum tried to lecture her to stop this madness and move on and stop living in the past.

My sister said, “I’m not living in the past. It’s all about now. In the past, he had an ego and thought he was better than me.” (She told me to kiss her feet which I did). “Now he’s at my feet. At my mercy, I will stop this once his huge ego is the same size as his pathetic dick. Tell your son he has a pathetic dick, mum.”

Mum said, “You have a pathetic dick.”

They then left.

*****

The visits continued. Sometimes she came alone, other times with her friend, and she made mum come a few more times. It would feel like we were connecting and having pleasant conversations (I’d still be naked). But then, the next visit, she would be angry about the past, and I’d get slapped around by her. My brother’s wife found out my mum had been coming over and seeing me naked, and she asked my sister how come she hadn’t been invited.

So my sister told me that she thinks my ego is gone on one of her nicer visits, and she’s ready to wrap up these visits. After over a year of humiliation at her hands, that was music to my ears.

“But the last visit will determine if you have lost all your ego and how much I’m willing to do for her and our future relationship,” she said.

I said, “I will do whatever you want if this torture stops. I will be a good brother to you always, I promise.”

“Well, let’s see how you do this weekend.”

“What’s happening on the weekend?”

She replied. “You’re coming to mum’s, and you’re going to get naked in front of the whole family and makeup with me.”

“No way.”

“That’s fine. We can continue these visits till you agree. I’ve got all the time in the world.”

I asked, “Who are you planning on having at the house?”

“Just family. Mum, dad, brother, and his wife,” she said.

I thought that was not bad. The only person who hasn’t seen me naked in person is my brother’s wife, but she’s got all the photos that my sister distributed.

I agreed to her terms and said, “OK, I will see you at mum’s house.”

Saturday, I was scared. I drove to mum’s house everyone was already there. My dad looked annoyed. Mum seemed normal as she had been to my house several times now and seen me naked and even made fun of me. Everyone got called into the room, and I stood in the middle.

Dad said, “Is this necessary? Why are you so evil to him?”

It was a room divided. My brother and his wife were eager to see me naked to make fun of me. My parents didn’t want it to happen, but my sister held all the cards. It was her way, or she started spreading my photos to the extended family. She promised everyone as long as this went smoothly, it would end today.

So my dad looked at me and said, “Let’s get it over with.”

My sister smiled, stroked my hair, and said, “Start undressing.”

I slowly started taking my top off. My parents were looking away, and my sister-in-law was grinning, all excited, and couldn’t wait to see me naked. I got down to my underwear, and my brother said, “He’s got no bulge.”

His wife replied, “Neither have you, but you’re bigger than him, so I’ll let you off.”

I didn’t want to remove my underwear, so my sister yanked them down. I covered up, but she slapped my hands and whispered, “Be a good boy. It will be over soon.”

I moved my hands, and my brother and his wife made fun of me, saying, “I’ve seen hamsters with bigger cocks,” and saying things like, “It must be cold in here,” and, “Phone the police, his cocks gone missing.”

After a lot of humiliation, my sister told me to kneel in front of her and asked if I had anything to say. I said, “I’m sorry.”

“Sorry for what?”

“Sorry for not being nice to you over the years and being a shitty brother.

She told me to kiss her feet and say sorry again. I kissed her feet and looked up at her, and she had a tear coming down her face. I got up and hugged her.

I whispered, “I’m sorry.”

She whispered, “I’m sorry as well.”

She left the room, and I just stood there, not sure if I should get dressed or not. In the meantime, my brother was still making fun of me, asking if my one incher was soft or hard. My evil sister came back and said I can get dressed. After we sat in the garden talking, it felt like we finally were connecting.

It’s been three months since that last humiliation. I haven’t had to get naked for her since. She still turns up at my house, but now it’s for catchups or watching movies. I still have to be careful not to upset her as she still has all my naked photos, and I have to keep an eye on her because soon as I turn away, she still spits in my food or drink as a joke.

But all the anger is gone now, we enjoy spending time with each other, and she’s not as evil as I thought she was. She still makes fun of my small cock, as do other family members, but I’ve got a mild fetish for it now, so I enjoy a bit of banter about my size. I guess she broke my ego, and I melted her cold heart. She’s a happier person now, and I enjoy spending time with her.

The End.

*This story has been edited to fix spelling, punctuation, & basic grammar, but the narrative and plot have remained the same. Remember, even with limited editing. It doesn’t mean any possible major flaws in this story were fixed.