The following day nothing was mentioned of the previous evening's antics. Angie and Peter were initially deeply embarrassed when they came down the stairs for breakfast, but Minnie was her usual cheerful self and acted as if nothing had happened. But to Peter and Angie something had happened. Something that was totally humiliating but also sexually powerful. As much as they tried to deny it, both knew it was the most erotic experience they had encountered in their lives to date. They also sensed they had reached a tipping point, and their lives were not going to be same from now on.
That evening, after a busy day's work at the cafΓ©, Peter and Angie watched television with Minnie. There was only sporadic conversation, yet the air was full of tension, mixed with anticipation. When 'Dancing with the Stars' finished on TV the newly weds politely excused themselves and went up to their room to shower. As they dressed in their flannelette pyjamas, both starred at each other with an awkward air of embarrassment. On a number of occasions they had attempted to discuss with each other what had happened, and how they felt. But embarrassment, combined with a lack of understanding of how to express their own feelings on their submissive behaviour, meant that the conversations had been brief and superficial.
As they exited their room to walk down the stairs to the lounge where they knew their landlady would be waiting, Peter took hold of Angie's hand and they walked down together. It was a silent show of support that Angie appreciated. It was recognition that they were aligned in whatever fate awaited them.
As they entered the room Minnie turned off her TV and beckoned Peter and Angie to stand in front of her. Nervously they shuffled over, Angie almost tripping on her pyjama bottoms, causing them fall down her hips. She quickly gripped them just has her pubic hair peaked into view. Angie could not help but blush with embarrassment.
"From tonight my dears," Minnie smiled, "The rules are going to change. Not a lot. Just a little."
Both Peter and Angie sucked in air in anticipation.
Minnie continued. "From now on before you enter the lounge you will go into my bedroom and fetch my hairbrush. When you come into the lounge you will stand before me, remove your pyjama pants totally, and hand me my hairbrush."
Angie's bottom lip dropped, and Peter could not help but wince.
"It does not mean I am going to punish you every night. If you have been well behaved and do as I ask, you will not receive a spanking. However, if I decide you need to be punished, for whatever reason, then you will be soundly spanked. You must do as I ask without question or comment. If you don't I will double your punishment. Are all my requirements crystal clear to you?"
"Yes," they both chorused without hesitation
"Yes, what?"
"Yes, Mummy," Angie whimpered.
Minnie stared at Peter.
"Yes, Mummy," Peter stammered.
Minnie continued. "When you are in this lounge with me you must always address me as Mummy."
Angie opened her mouth to enquire as to why they had to address her as 'Mummy'. Their experiences with their landlady were humiliating enough without them being further demeaned by having to address her as if they were a couple of her young children, not the adults they really were.
"At all times!" Minnie's stern response made it clear that any comment was not welcome, and likely to result in a sound spanking.
Angie closed her mouth and looked down at the floor as if she had found something fascinating in the pattern on the carpet.
"Have I made myself clear?"