It was my day off work, so I pottered around doing odd jobs mainly in the house. Then Lily came home.
"Take your belt off, pass it to me, then drop your trousers, and pants, and bend over." Wordlessly I did as she asked, wondering what I had done wrong. She gave me a half-a-dozen cracks on each butt cheek with my own leather belt. My arse was stinging.
"What were you up to this morning?" She demanded.
"This morning?" I repeated genuinely mystified.
"Yes, when you went shopping."
"I had to pay the paper bill, so I went and paid it." I was still uncertain what Lily was on about.
"Who did you pay?"
"The girl at the counter."
"And you tried to chat her up!" Lily exclaimed triumphantly.
"No, I wouldn't call it that. Just a bit of banter."
"That's not what I heard. Go upstairs, and get into your " Julie" gear." It was no good arguing. Once Lily had an idea like that it couldn't be shaken. Besides, I liked getting into my sexy underwear. I put on a white Basque, pulled in tight at the waist. Followed by lacy white panties, then black seamed stockings, black stilettos. Then I put ruby red lipstick on, and a blonde wig that came down to my shoulders. Soon after I finished Lily entered the bedroom. She took some handcuffs from the drawer, pulled my hands behind me and put the cuffs on. Then she put a blindfold on me. Then I heard her changing her clothes. When she had changed she snapped a collar and lead on me, and led me downstairs to the lounge. Lily then used me as a footstool whilst she watched a film on the Telly.
The doorbell rang. "Stay", Lily ordered. She left the room. I heard her welcome somebody.
"Julie, we have a visitor." Then she obviously spoke to the visitor. "Do you see what I mean? He can't give you satisfaction in the normal way. However, if you want to stay your welcome."