It was only about 2 o'clock and Derek was not back till around 8pm when Paula went upstairs to their house. She flopped into her chair and thought back to the events of the day so far. The spanking she received from John, when she masturbated herself with that large cucumber and rubbed her pussy and when he called her all those names and demanded that she pose for the camera. Then she remembered his last instruction as he ordered her out of her shop.
She gingerly lifted her heavy frame out of the chair as her pussy was very sorry sore from the battering she gave it earlier and went to run herself a deep bath. After soaking in the bath for twenty minutes, she felt much better. Paula let out most of the water and put one leg over each side of the bath. Using Derek's shaving foam she lathered up herself up and began to shave her pussy, making sure that she shaved right down to her bum hole, round her big slippery lips, over her plump mound and up her big belly. Whilst she was shaving her pussy, she was thinking about how John would react, how best to take a picture of her new bald pussy, would he like it and how Derek would react! Paula rinsed herself and dried off with a soft fluffy towel when she heard her mobile phone bleep.
She went through to her bedroom, it was a text from John 'Well, have you shaved that smelly cunt hair off? Send me a picture now slut'. Paula started to feel the familiar tightening in her belly and wanted to give him what he wanted.
Paula stood in front of her mirror fronted wardrobes and took several pictures. She was not 100% happy with them but she eventually decided on a full frontal of her standing with her legs slightly parted and pressed send. Within 30 seconds of sending the picture message another text set her phone bleeping and her heart beating again 'I said I wanted a picture of your bald cunt, you stupid fat slut not a picture of your big belly and saggy tits. Get your legs over the arms of a chair and get me a close up picture of your bald twat now or next time it won't be your arse I'll be spanking!'
The thought John spanking her pussy and the way in which he spoke to her really was making her heart race and started to get her pussy wet once again. Paula went through to her front room draped her legs over the arms of Derek's arm chair and started to take phones of herself and sent them through to John one after the other. After five minutes Paula received another text 'that's better slut, now get your fat arse back down stairs. Short black skirt, white blouse, no knickers but you better wear a lacy bra with your big tits. See you in ten minutes and don't be late'.
Paula didn't have a really short skirt and chose one that was just above the knee. She rushed around to get herself dressed as per John's instruction but her blouse was only just dry and needed to be ironed. She arrived in the store puffing and panting fifteen minutes after the text from John to find big cues of customers. She immediately jumped on the tills, to serve customers and tried to ignore the stares from John. After about three quarters of an hour at 5.45pm, the customers dwindled down and it was time to close the shop.
"Why were you late Paula? I thought I told you to get your fat arse in the shop in ten minutes, and why did you disobey my instruction about wearing a short skirt? Do I need to spank you again for disobeying me, you fat slut?"