“Yeah I dunno Amy… Maybe I mean… When do we start? It’s just… I err kind of need the bathroom.”
I could feel my heart beating faster in a panic while I shovelled down the last of my food as a hopeless diversion.
“It’s ok, we’ve already started! And don’t worry you can go to the bathroom just like normal.”
She leaned in with a playful glint in her eye.
“There’s a tiny gap for you to do your business. The only thing that changes is you’ll be kept small, neat and pointing down… looking a bit more respectful.”
I could feel my jaw starting to drop, trying to comprehend what I’d heard.
“Remember you’ll be rewarded for being good, your incentive will be the points you earn and your punishment…”
I paused not wanting to turn away from the crumbs beneath my bowed head.
“Well, I’m sure we won’t need that part… But RIP has a nice ring to it don’t you think?”
I nodded in submission, not wanting to make things harder.
“And don’t forget you’ve got your graduation present to look forward to as well! That’s two fun surprises for my lucky guy! Perhaps I’ll give it to you during our weekend away…”
I thought hopefully about the overseas trip I’d asked for ages ago… Surely she didn’t expect me to go like this.
“Anyway, I need a shower. Have everything cleaned up in here for me ok?”
“…Um ok… Amy will do.”
“Thankyou Pauly, once you’re done you will’ve earned your first point,” she said with a proud nod.
Her words washing over me while I sat, failing to process my situation.
“See that wasn’t so hard, you’re closer already!”
I got up to clear the table, avoiding eye contact as much as possible as she made her way to the door.
“I’m sure you’ll get the other ninety-nine in no time at all,” she stated matter of factly.
A clang filled the kitchen as I clambered in shock at the sink, Amy striding away confidently before turning back.
“Oh, and while we’re at it…”
I opened my mouth in objection, nearly forming words before being beaten to it.
“I’d like that thong from last night washed too.”
Gawking back at her, I flashed through our night together, remembering her underwear probably now bundled in bed amongst my sheets.
“Hello? Are you still with me buddy?” she giggled.
“I’d like you to take my thong from upstairs, wash it separately with fabric softener and then dry it with the hair dryer. I forgot how much I liked that one and I’d like to wear it again today. Have it laid out on the bed for me once you’re done, ok?”
I nodded hesitantly, scrambling for words of objection.
“And you know I like a long shower…” she baited suggestively, starting for the hallway.
“When I’m out there might even be another point for you… If I find a nice clean thong waiting for me…”
*****
Steam billowed, filling the hot space around me, matching the heat I felt within.
My hands lathered my waist, sliding lower as I thought lovingly of Paul’s devotion. Knowing how attentive he’d be for even a chance of getting close filled me with joy. He must be antsy now but he’ll calm in a few days, I’m sure.
I wonder what it feels like? To not be able to touch yourself… My hand slipped slowly back and forth between my thighs as I thought about him struggling for me. He’d be thinking about our cuddle last night and trying not to break his little cage…
Touching myself knowing that he couldn’t felt wonderful. I let out a moan, shivering from head to toe as I pictured him writhing in frustration. Humping thin air just like in his sleep last night.
I sauntered slowly out of the ensuite feeling more relaxed than I had in a long time. It was a bit of fun, I’m sure Paul will earn his way out soon anyway.
Vigorously towel drying my hair, a small navy-blue shape caught the corner of my eye. Lifting my head upright, I was filled with another rush of satisfaction.
I raised my now floral smelling, spotless panties off the bedspread. Having been so preoccupied in the shower, I’d forgotten all about them. I wondered if Paul heard me moaning when he snuck in to leave them for me…
Suddenly my smile began to fade. My thumbs rubbed gently against the delicate material.
That’s a shame, I thought to myself disappointingly. Putting them down again, I went to find clothes for the day. It’s only the beginning he’s doing really well, I reassured myself.
I pulled on a light pink top paired with my short, white flowery salsa skirt. The sun was out and I intended to enjoy it somehow, once Paul was dealt with for the day.
“Hey bestie?” I called out.
I bunched my towel on the bed and sat while Paul dragged himself through my doorway, still wearing the grey pyjama pants and sweater from breakfast.
“Thanks so much for cleaning up!”
A cloud of shock still hung over him, the poor guy. Nodding begrudgingly, he looked both pleased with himself and fearfully powerless. Now I was the frustrated one, I thought giddily…
“Paul, I was really impressed when I found my thong waiting for me just now.”
His baby blue eyes looked down at me hopefully, speaking only when he saw I wasn’t going to.
“That’s ok Amy… I’m… I’m nearly done with laundry for the day.”
I picked up the tiny strip of underwear beside me and handed it to him. Confused, he cautiously reached over and studied it.
“I’m afraid you might have a bit more to do bud, can you tell me what’s wrong?”
His confusion turned to defeated anger as he hastily turned it upside down and inside out.
“Just stop Pauly, there’s no need to be worked up, it’s fine,” I stated firmly. “…But I had asked for it to be dried for me to wear today.”
He let out an exasperated huff, his hands thrust to his sides, still clutching my underwear.
“I wanted to get dressed but was disappointed when I found myself a damp thong… I’m sorry Pauly but I will be deducting a point.”
His face filled with anger as he looked exasperatingly around the room for answers or justice.
“I cleaned downstairs and everything!” he snapped.
“Ah! None of that,” I ordered clicking my fingers at the floor before me.
Taking a deep breath, he slowly kneeled at my feet, looking anywhere but up at me.
“That’s it bud. Listen, I’m glad you cleaned up downstairs and you’ve earned that point but it’s now being deducted for disappointing me.”
My legs still crossed, I moved my foot toward his face, toes pointing neatly at his lips.
“The points are your incentive, your reward will be when you get to one hundred and if you snap at me again… there will have to be punishment, do you understand?”
Before he could begin nodding, I placed my foot under his chin, toenails caressing his wispy stubble.
“Now, I’d like you to thank me…”
I glanced behind him up at the small square box on my dresser tied shut with an intricate lace bow. Paul’s graduation present had arrived several days ago.
He might be upset now but he’ll be happy later, I thought. More than enough to look forward to.
“Go on bud. Thank me for deducting a point.”
While clutching his lap in discomfort, he hesitatingly placed a gentle kiss on each toe. His lips met my soft, freshly showered skin tenderly.
“Thankyou Amy,” he said deflated.
“Eyes down bud. There weren’t any panties for me to wear remember?”