I paid for my food and walked into the kitchen to plate a portion. The rest I planned to eat the next day, either for lunch at the office or for dinner. I remembered Rachael's clothing restrictions. Fuck her! I'd wear what I want for now. My skimpy night wear made me think of my submissive behavior and masturbation sessions. I needed to think. Rachael had said we would talk only after I watched the video again, so I had plenty of time before I'd text her I had finished if she even showed up tonight at all. I hoped Kathy would keep her occupied.
I got a plate out of the cabinet and set it on the counter. Wondering if Rachael had anticipated a possible rebellion and might sneak over to catch me, I pulled off the jacket and pants and hung them over a chair. Damn! As I thought about how I had just surrendered again, I felt a tingle in my pussy. One hand slipped inside my shorts to find my pussy a swamp.
I took my food into the living room and returned to the kitchen for a fork and a napkin. Now I wondered if Rachael might take issue with extra clothing I would not be wearing laying around. I took the jogging outfit and tossed it onto my bed and went back to eat.
Turning on the television, I sent Rachael a text "starting the video."
Within a few moments I received a reply "starting the video, Ma'am! And why did you wait so long? You could have watched it twice in this much time."
Oh fuck, was she was going to make me add 'Ma'am' to my replies? Even texts? I wondered if that was going to turn into full sentence answers for texts too. "Girl, you are overthinking things! Get your mind in the game and plan a way out!" I told myself.
I knew I had to answer, so I texted, "You said normal volume and you were watching the time. I could not risk the delivery guy hearing."
"Good girl! Thinking things through. And if you'd muted it without permission, penalty!" I felt my lower belly twinge again as I thought of the jogging suit.
The video was almost over and I was half finished eating when the front door opened and Rachael entered. "I have Chinese if you want some." I offered. Her response was terse.
"Pay attention to the tv and no talking. Plus you forgot the ma'am. I ate already but thanks anyway." Rachael sat and watched me watch the video. I did not dare take my eyes off the screen. Once again I fidgeted feeling the submissive impulse hit my pussy.
When the video was over I switched off the television with the remote. "May I take my plate into the kitchen and put the food away while we talk, Ma'am?" She nodded and followed as I got to my feet.
"Don't forget the text to tell me you are finished watching the video. There is a penalty for being late." she said with a smile. I protested that she was right there and watched me turn it off. I did remember to address her as ma'am. "Orders are orders and I expect attention to detail if I am specific. It is going to be a little rough on you for a little while, but you will get used to obeying." I stared at her for a second before reaching for my cell to send the text.
I packaged up the leftover food to take it to work and rinsed my plate as Rachael watched. "I have decided on a couple things. Until told otherwise, you will address me as Ma'am or by name whenever you answer but only in private. You can relax in public. Private means any time we are alone at my house or yours or in a car. Mom might be in the next room so you better be careful. I'm sure you do not want to have to provide an explanation for your sudden change in behavior. You will also watch that video at least once daily. If I think you are cheating, and not paying attention, I will quiz you on details. I may do that anyway. Like how many times, I used the hairbrush versus my hand."
"Now we will sit and talk. You can say almost anything you want as long as it is polite and respectful" Rachael said. "One question at a time."
"Okay, why all the rules? This is not what we agreed on last Wednesday. I would submit to a spanking and that would clear the slate between us. Those were your words. Uhh, Ma'am" I said.
