I had to make a snap decision in the week,
financial, I'm not normally good at making quick financial decisions. I dither.
I normally know right from wrong but I do dither. Not this time however and it
could cost me dearly......well my bottom actually.
You see I had to pay some money to Spain, in
Euros, and my bank wouldn't do it....well it would but not at the time I wanted
it done because the recipient details were new to my bank so I had to
go through a rigmarole, get their full work and bank address in addition to IBAN
details etc, then get a security call back etc etc. I didn't want to
have to phone or email the guy and ask him for more details, why can't
UK banks make it as simple as foreign banks....or better still why doesn't everyone just use PayPal. Anyway my husband came to the rescue, he said he
already had the guy's details approved with his bank so why didn't he
do it for me, I agreed, told him the amount and it was done in no
time.
Nothing more was said, I clean forgot, for
a couple of days but then P reminded me that I owed him about six hundred
pounds. I smiled and said I thought he was treating me, I didn't get an
answer, then I said maybe I could pay it in kind, my husband mildly
amused asked me how that would work and I said perhaps you could take it
out on my flesh. I'm not sure whether P was trying to put me off or
just playing, I suspect the latter, but he said OK he could accept that but his
terms would be ten spanks for every pound I owed him, then he changed his
mind and said 'in fact make that ten strokes of the cane for every pound you
owe.' I gulped and didn't answer.
"Thought as much, make you an offer and you bottle
out," said he, "cash or transfer will be fine." He sounded smug but in a
nice way. I walked across to a vase near him and bent forward
to adjust some flowers which didn't need adjusting, displaying my bottom
curves in the process.
"OK I'll take the cane strokes thanks," I said
nonchalantly as I shuffled flower heads.
My husband reached forward and patted my bum
and said that would be about 6000 strokes then and he better get
started soon. I wiggled and whimpered that I hoped it wouldn't be all in one go,
my husband squeezed my left cheek and said if he managed to get that many
strokes into a few years he'd be doing well. He said he might not hold me to the
full term of our agreement, I'm sure he said that to reassure me but
actually I think I'd rather be held to the full agreement. I didn't say that
though:)
Have a good week.
Ronnie
xx
