I put my final load of bed linens into the drier. A pile was laying on my bed ready to be folded and put away. "Leave that for now." Kathy directed. "We are going to review your bills. Oh, where is your cell phone?" My answer that it was in my purse because I had not needed it at all at home the past several days was not met with what I'd call a fair response. "What if somebody in your family has an emergency? You will have it on you as long as you have a pocket to put it in. If you are nude, we will handle it another way. In any event, you need to have it nearby where you can check it periodically."
Although I was slightly rankled at her treating me like a child and telling me to do what I normally did, I kept quiet. I recognized she was not only pushing her control, the putdown was deliberate.
"I may have you send your family my phone number as your emergency or rather alternate contact." My expression must have revealed my inner thoughts. "If they get the wrong impression, it is on them. You have more pressing matters," she finished.
"I'm not as worried of them getting the wrong impression as the right one." I muttered. Kathy flashed me a big smile. She'd got the reaction she'd wanted.
We walked into my home office. My desk was at least organized apart from the pile of unsorted mail piled in the center. "Is this from this week when you have not had time to deal with it?" Kathy asked. I told her some was delivered as far back as last Friday, the day after Rachael spanked me that first time and I had not been in the mood to deal with it. "A sore butt and your distress is no excuse. Plus this other stack of unopened bills. If we find a single overdue bill, you are in trouble."
She picked up my checkbook and thumbed through the register. "I don't see where you have reconciled this against your statement in months." I explained I'd just hit the ATM on occasion to get my balance. "Not anymore. From now on, I expect to find this checkbook balanced to the penny. You need to know exactly how much you have available in your account. Let's examine the bills."
I was very happy to see none of the bills were past due. Some were due in a few days though. "Sit down, pay your bills, and then reconcile your checkbook with the last statement. Later I want you to be able to tell me how much you have in your account. Your days of past due bills, late payment charges and the like, are over. Next I'll want you to show me all your credit card balances. We will work out how you are going to pay them off as soon as possible. Needless to say, you need to check with Rachael or me before you buy anything. Gasoline might be the only exception to that rule. You'll need transportation."
"Are you going to govern my money that closely?" I asked, not happy about this last intrusion into my life but not about to say so. "I thought I'd just have to show you I was not wasting money on clothes and stuff. Like we talked about in the past."
"Well, you thought wrong." Kathy announced with a smile. "That was the past. Now, I expect you to stay on top of things and be ready to report when asked. Guess what happens when you mess up." My answer 'a spanking' made her grin. "At the very least," she replied.
I got busy. I had to run back and forth between my desk and laundry room. I still had Rachael's tasks to finish. Finally I got it all done. I sat in relative quiet thinking about the past week. This time last week ago I was wearing my sleep shirt and little satin shorts frigging my own pussy to orgasm after orgasm in a submissive haze. Now I was dressed but in a worse position. I'd actually lost my freedom or rather given it up. I was now living parts of that submissive fantasy. Imagination had turned into reality.
The reality was not as fun and certainly more concerning but this was my life going forward, I knew. Suddenly my pussy twinged. I knew it was soaked again. Did I want this? Part of my psyche apparently did. The rest of me was far from certain. I wondered what I'd have chosen if given the option and loathed being forced into it.
But as both Kathy and Rachael had pointed out repeatedly, I was not forced. I was admittedly manipulated but made the decision to submit on my own.
My cell rang. "Come over and help." Rachael said and hung up. I headed out the door without a second's hesitation. I'd been summoned.
The back seat of Sarah's car and the trunk was packed full of grocery bags. There were some duffel bags and a few pieces of luggage as well. "Just the groceries for now." Rachael called as she carried a load inside. When I followed, I found her already emptying bags onto the counter and putting things away.
"It felt like we were buying the whole store!" Sarah offered as she grabbed a few bags. Every counter and even the kitchen table was covered with food items. But with four of us working, we'd put it away in less than fifteen minutes.
"Did they give you a problem about using my credit card for the alcohol?" Kathy asked. That was when I realized part of the purchase was beer and wine. I was looking forward to a drink.
"Nope. They looked at Sarah and never questioned it. They didn't even ask for her ID to check her age." Rachael reported. "The sign said "we card if you look under thirty five.' Guess she didn't." she added with a laugh. Sarah frowned and I could not help laughing. She gave me a sour look. She'd always been very vain about looking as young and hot as possible.
"We've had a busy day." Kathy said. "Let's sit and review. Who wants a beer?" Everybody did. She even let Rachael have one.
"Wait, before you start drinking, Sarah, move your car over to Naomi's house. Don't block her garage door. She might need to access her car," Kathy said.
I'd wondered why we did not bring in Sarah's clothes. When I found out, I was not happy. "But I don't want her living in my house!" I said quickly. "Not even for a week." Sarah declared sourly she did not want to live with me either and that she preferred to be by herself.
"Well, that is too bad.for both of you." Rachael said. "I've decided. We have four bedrooms here. One of our spare rooms is Mom's office and the other has lots of stuff in it. Naomi has the same floor plan. Her bedroom, two spare rooms, plus her office. One has a bunch of junk in it but the other is set up like a guest room. For your family if they visit, I suppose." I nodded. "We, or should I say, Sarah vacuumed it today. The linen is fresh so she will move in there."
"How long?" I asked, hesitantly. Sarah nodded, wondering the same thing.
"At least through next Sunday, so eight days. Don't worry. If we make it long term she will pay a little rent to help cover expenses like utilities." Rachael offered casually.
Sarah did not take that announcement casually. "Long term!!?" she all but exploded. "But, but, but, I'm not ready to do anything like that!" she followed, in more reasonable tone.
I was glad she was the first to open her mouth. I felt the same way but was slower to react. "I didn't say it was a done deal." Rachael said, narrowing her eyes. "Mom and I have to talk it over first. We'll have to decide if we want to keep you, let you roam on a leash or just cut you loose. It is too early for us to decide how we want to handle your situation."
