Taking pictures (F/ff story)

Julie tapped her foot against the carpet, clearly annoyed about something. "Sarah?"

Her younger sister looked up from the TV, feeling a nervous tingle down her back as she tried to remember what she could have done to upset her sister. "What is it, Julie?"

On the couch, their youngest sister, Eve, promptly forgot about the TV as well. There were few things more enjoyable than watching Sarah being scolded by their sister.

"Do you remember that I asked you to clean your room this morning?"

"Yes," Sarah replied nervously.

"I told you something else, too, didn't I?"

Eve grinned. She had a feeling she knew where this was going. It seemed Sarah had the same feeling, as she jumped to her feet. "Don't worry, sis, I'll go -"

"No, you won't," Julie said sternly. "What did I tell you this morning?"

"Aw, come on, I'm too old for -"

"What did I tell you?" Julie said, slowly and clearly.

Sarah bit her lip. "You told me that if I didn't, I'd get a spanking."

"Correct." She sat down on a nearby chair, patting her lap. "Come here."

Sarah stepped towards her, casting Eve a dirty look as she passed her. Sarah hated it when Eve got to watch her spankings, but she knew there was no use complaining. The two of them always got to watch each other's punishments. Julie felt that the added humiliation worked as an extra punishment.

Julie sighed as she bent her sister over her lap. She hated having to punish her sisters. But they needed a firm hand once in a while, that much was certain. She pulled Sarah's shorts down, followed by a pair of white cotton panties. The pale cheeks in front of her quivered a bit as she lifted her hand to begin the punishment.

Sarah cried out as the first smacks landed on her unprotected rear end. Julie's spankings where always a bit more painful than she remembered. Which partly explained why she earned so many of them.

"I hope you're learning your lesson, Sarah," Julie lectured. "Forgetting to do your chores has consequences around here."

She watched as her hard slaps left pink handprints on the pale bottom. They faded quickly, but slowly, her sister's bottom was taking on a pink hue.

Unlike Julie and Sarah, Eve was greatly enjoying the spanking. She loved watching her sister getting her just deserts, and wished that it would go on forever. Slowly, to keep Julie from realizing what she was doing, she reached her hand into her pocket and pulled out her cell phone. Holding the phone at her hips, she took a quick picture to mark the occasion, and slipped it back into her pocket.

Perhaps she would text the picture to a friend, she thought to herself. Or show it off to the boys in class, she had a feeling they would enjoy it. Or just keep it to herself.

The sting in Sarah's bottom built up, and she was kicking her legs. She would never forget to do her chores again! "Ow! It hurts!"

"It's supposed to," Julie responded calmly. She looked up at Eve. "Eve, go and get the hairbrush. It's in the bottom drawer in my bedroom."

Sarah gasped in fear. The hairbrush! She hadn't been that bad, had she? She wanted to protest, but she knew that would only earn her extras.

Eve, on the other hand, gasped in joy. The hairbrush! This was getting better and better! She would get to watch her sister kick her legs, beg for mercy, and cry her heart out under that awful implement. This was turning out to be a great day. She practically skipped out to the bedroom, and was back a few seconds later, holding the brush out to her sister, unable to hide her wide grin.

"Oh no, I'm not going to use it on Sarah," Julie told her. "That's for YOUR spanking, once I'm finished with her."

The grin on Eve's face disappeared. "Me? But what did I do?"

"Don't play dumb, Eve," Julie said strictly. Did you, or did you not, take a picture of your sister's spanking?"

Sarah felt a cold shiver run down her spine, suddenly aware of what her sister might have done with such a picture. She felt a wave of gratitude towards her older sister.

Eve bit her lip, and hesitated. Was confessing to her crime really such a good idea? Julie sensed her hesitation, and added, "Let me just warn you, if you lie to me, I'll double your spanking."

Eve made her mind up quickly. Confessing might be a bad idea, but NOT confessing was clearly an even worse one. "I took a picture," she said in a tiny voice.

Julie held her hand out. "Give me your phone." Eve handed it over, and Julie deleted the offending picture before handing it back. "Now, sit down and wait for your spanking."

Eve sat down on the couch, staring at the floor. The brush felt a lot heavier in her hand now that she knew it was destined for her OWN rear end.

Sarah cried out as the spanking continued. She had hoped her own punishment would be over, but no such luck. Fortunately for her, she was soon allowed to get up. Julie gave her a quick hug to show that all was forgiven, and turned her attention on Eve.

"Come here," she said, patting her lap.

Eve rose on trembling legs and shuffled over as slowly as she dared. She was pulled over her sister's knee, and experienced hands raised her skirt and lowered her panties in a flash. Then, she felt the awful brush patting against her bottom. Her spanking was about to begin.

Despite the pain in her own rear end, Sarah grinned widely as she watched her sister cry and kick her legs as the brush started its work on her bottom. Sarah's shorts and panties were still around her ankles, and she was trying to rub the sting away, but she wouldn't miss that lovely sight for the world.

Julie wasn't smiling. She had hoped that Sarah's spanking would make them both behave for a few days, but Eve wasn't even willing to wait for Sarah's punishment to be over before she earned her own. She was determined to teach the brat the error of her ways.

Eve was quickly regretting taking that picture. Not only was it deleted, but she got an even sorer bottom than Sarah's. She was going to be a lot more careful from now on.

Later that night, Julie was sitting on the couch, one sore-bottomed brat cuddling against her under each arm, both soundly asleep. She ran her fingers through their hair, and noted how angelic they looked when they were asleep.

She turned the TV off and carried them to bed, making sure to place both on their stomachs before tucking them in.