Can't Help Myself

I always enjoy spending afternoons with Ember and Steve. We spent most of our time on the back deck reading, snacking, scrolling through twitter. 

Ember had to leave to run an errand and eventually Daddy and I walked back inside so we could start straightening up. 

“I need to remember to spank your sister for not making the bed” He said to himself at the exact moment she walked back in the door. 

“You can do it now!” I shouted with a devilish smile on my face. 

Ember was confused, “Do what now?”

“Young lady, we make the bed after we get up and when we don’t then there’s punishment”

He took her over his knee and I happily watched her get her spanking. It was a quick one and after they got up he saw me and my giddy expression. 

“I didn’t do anything” I say as I put up my hands as a sign of innocence. 

He shoots me a warning look. 

I didn’t say anything but I really really wanted to. Sometimes It can be hard to hold my tongue when someone else is in trouble. 

Throughout the day Ember and I had met occasional curse words slip out. Eventually Daddy gave us both a warning that if he heard one more dirty word then it would be the soap. 

Every now and then we would slip up and the other would hear it, looking at Daddy to see if he would notice. 

At dinner we were once again out on the deck seated around the table, this time with company. 

“It’s such a fuckin nightmare”, said Ember in passing during conversation. 

I couldn’t hold my tongue any longer. I wanted to see her get in trouble again. 

“It was what kind of nightmare?” I asked casually. 

Daddy raised his eyebrows at the revelation while Ember shot me a dirty look for ratting her out. 

Daddy informed her she would be getting soap and she immediately protested claiming that she had just eaten and she would throw up, but daddy was having none of it. 

I sat there triumphantly. That is until he told me to get the paddle. My victory was short lived. 

“Girls who tattle get the paddle”

“But I was just helping you”

“Do you also want to be punished for back talking?” 

I quickly shut my mouth. 

We cleared off the table and went inside. Daddy got out Embers bar of soap and summoned her to the bathroom (yes we each have our own bar of soap in a baggy with our name on it)

I stood around the corner and watched as he lathered up the soap, made her stick her tongue out, gave it a good scrub and made her hold it. 

Ember caught me watching again. She whined with the soap in her mouth and pointed me out, annoyed I was watching. 

I ran around the corner but not before Daddy grabbed my wrist. He led me to the couch and began spanking me. We could hear Ember whining in the bathroom and he shouted out that he didn’t forget about her. He kept delivering hit after hit. He paused to tell Ember she could take the soap out and I began to get up. 

“Oh no, you’re not done yet”

He gave me a couple more swats and told me that if I tattle one more time that I really would get the paddle. And with that he let me go. 

I need to figure out a way to point out bad behavior without being a tattle tale, or at least not getting in trouble.