"When are you going to get a job Billy, we are living on scratching from day to day and week to week. The rent has to be paid at the end of the week or we will be out on the street. You have been promising me for weeks that you would change but damn all has happened, and I am sick to death with your bleating that there are no jobs about. I will find you a job and I damn well dare you to refuse to take it."
Rose had been screaming at Billy every day all weak and he was beginning to get worried that she would blow her top. She was very assertive and Billy although a young man of twenty feared her anger because he believed she had wild blood. Billy also knew that things were coming to a head and Rose would do exactly as she said and find him a job. He was average in height and thin but not scrawny, blonde hair down to his shoulders with the deepest of blue eyes. His face was fresh without the hint of facial hairs, and there were very few on his body either. In fact he looked more like a sixteen year old than twenty. "Ok I will go and look for one again today, Rose, but the way the job market is, do not hold your breath."
"Let me tell you a fact, Billy boy, if you don't damn well find a job today, it will be your own breath I will be holding."
The tone of her voice and the way she had threatened him Billy was in no doubt that he was on borrowed time. He picked up his jacket and shouted up the stairs, "I'm going out now to look at the adverts down town, and I will be back later, Rose." Before he heard any more shouting from her he rushed out the door.
Rose was up in the bedroom tidying up and heard him walk out the door, and so she finished making the bed and walked down stairs. Rose was also twenty years of age very pretty but no magazine cover, but in her favour she had a well shaped body with an hour glass figure. She was the same as Billy with long blond hair and blue eyes, but she was a few inches taller.
Between the time Billy walking out and Rose getting to the bottom of the stairs the mail had been pushed through the letter box. She looked at the pile on the floor with dread, because most of them had windows and they were most probably bills. It was the end of the month and she was expecting them but not as many as the ones delivered. Picking them up, she walked into the lounge and sat down in her chair opening them one at a time, and on each bill her face dropped even more.
Standing up she walked to the burro and found the calculator and started adding up the bills, and after finding the ones that Billy had added sat down at the desk. It was ten minutes later she saw the result and just couldn't believe what he had totted up in the five months he had been off work. It was no good saying that they were her debts because she never played pool and had season tickets at the football ground.
There was the insurance on the car that she had never sat in, because half the time Billy had left it at his mates place. It all added up to two thousand pounds, and nineteen hundred belonged to Billy, there was also a summons to appear in court for non payment of fines. The letter accompanying it said if one third was not paid by the following Friday he would be looking at a custodial sentence. Well at least he was making an effort this morning and going out to look for work.
At the same moment the phone rang, and picking up the receiver Rose said, "Hello."
"It's me Polly, how are you, girl?"
"Hello Polly, I'm not too bad but more bills fell through the letter box this morning. I have told Billy it has got to stop as it can't go on the way it has been going. I have sent him out to find work and he had better come home with a job, because he now as a court appearance to add to it. The letter that came with it has stated in very few words that unless he pays at least four hundred pounds he will be going in prison."
"Well, Rose. I hate to pour water on your fireworks but I have just seen Billy walking into the pool rooms with his mates. I don't think he will find a job there my mate that works there says he is there every day. Well I have to go as Hubby has just walked in the door take care."
"You too Polly and thanks for telling me" Rose put down the receiver and said out loud. "Two years we've been married and for the last six months he has been playing pool when he should have been finding a job."
Rose got up from the chair and walked over to the computer table and switched it on. Still talking to herself she said, "Now what should I put as a heading?" She thought for a moment and wrote, work, debt, and just for devilment she smiled and wrote punishment next to the first two words. She pressed search and loads of work and solutions appeared but there was nothing that suited her mood. Rose went through at least ten pages before an advert stuck out in front of her eyes.
The headlines were, "The Submissive Nursery and Finishing School. Do you have debt or work problems? Let me help you come to terms with your problem. Is there a guilty party that should be punished for these outstanding debts? Combine the reasons and speak to me, every e mail is taken and read in confidence, and no worthy person is refused help."
"Tell me all, and tell me the truth and you will not be unrewarded. My only aim is to immediately clear all outstanding debts. For this service I demand full control of the person responsible, and he/she must do all I say without question. The work is the punishment as I have a nursery and it has to be attended, but for slackness and defiance there is also chastisement."
"To show that the responsible person is truly sorry it has been known for some of the punishment to be humiliating. However the victim for want of a better word will be a better person for the abuse they might receive."
'Now let me think, are we in debt? Yes. Is Billy in need of work? Yes. Should the asshole be punished? Yes. "Oh dear Billy it looks like your goose is about to be cooked." Rose was saying out loud and then she laughed. She filled in the e mail form and pressed send, then went and made herself a cup of tea. She was in the kitchen for almost an hour before going back into the lounge, and on entering she saw the pop up e mail alert.
She read the e mail and after switching off the computer she phoned the number on the e mail. A voice answered, "Hello, Mistress Abby speaking"
"Hello, Mistress Abby, I have just received your e mail, my name is Rose."
"Yes, Rose, I see by the form that you have filled in that Billy has been a really bad boy, and I don't think I have had others under my supervision that has been quite as bad. In your e mail you are talking about a large sum of money, how to you apportion blame in running up such a big debt?"
"The debts are all Billy's, Mistress Abby, I wish that I could say otherwise but I do not buy things myself unless I have the money to pay for them. Once you have seen the items that have not been paid for you will realise that I am telling the truth, I have no reason to lie over anything so important."
"Yes my dear, but to pay off the kind of money he owes he would be in my establishment for a long time. From what I hear though a lot less than if he took his chances with the courts. I have a few friends on the bench and I will have all the relevant information with me when my car picks you both up in the morning. You will both be brought to my farm where I will assess the debts and do a limitation analysis, and I will apportion blame. It will be then when I will give a fair judgement. The car will be there at eight a.m. sharp at the address that you have just given me, please do not keep the driver waiting. This same car will be taking you home if you should decide to leave him in my care. The other alternative is to be part of his punishment and stay to see justice being carried out. Is there any more that you wish to tell me before I see you in the morning?"
"No Mistress Abby, you have been very informative, and thank you for your fast response to my e mail."
"Think nothing of it, my dear. I am sure that you and I will get on nicely" the phone went dead and she replaced the receiver."
It was six in the evening when Billy walked in through the door, "Hello, Rose, sorry but I had no luck in finding a job today."
