‘You have been waffling on for far too long Ken. I am no closer to understanding exactly where the money that was in our joint holiday account has gone and my patience has worn through. I am not prepared to listen to your reasons any longer. I want the truth and if it doesn’t come in the next minute then I will be forced to use this whip to get it out of you’ Audrey says angrily.
‘I have transferred the money into another account that gives a better return’ Ken answers and while it was true what he hadn’t added was that it was riskier and currently the balance is lower than the original deposit.
‘If that was the whole story Ken then you would have told me straight away so what are you hiding from me’ Audrey says advancing on Ken with the whip menacingly held in both hands.
‘I am not hiding anything Audrey’ Ken stupidly answers. Audrey slashes the whip down onto Ken’s leg and even though he is sitting in a pair of jeans there is a distinct sting on his leg.
‘You have never been a convincing liar Ken so I would stop trying to dig a deeper hole for yourself now’ Audrey commands as she has pulled Ken to his feet and is undoing the belt and button of his jeans. Without too much effort on Audrey’s part she is able to push the jeans down to the floor before tracing the weal of the whip with her fingernail.
‘I’m sure that you can imagine the damage that this whip will inflict when it is used on your bare skin just by looking at the vivid red weal it has left through your jeans. This is your last chance to tell me the truth Ken or I will stop listening and will simply beat the truth out of you’ Audrey says calmly but the anger in her voice is clear.
‘Ok Audrey I will tell you the truth’ Ken says quietly.
‘Speak up and while you’re telling me you should strip completely’ Audrey responds pointing the whip directly at Ken.
‘I transferred the money into an investment account which would generate higher returns for our holiday but it also carried a greater level of risk. Unfortunately we have lost a bit of money’ Ken says and as he is finishing the sentence the whip cracks down across the front of his legs.
‘I knew it. How much has been lost?’ Audrey asks sharply.
‘£1000 but as you know I’ve been working a lot of overtime recently and this has been so that I could replace the money so at the moment we are only £200 away from what we started with’ Ken says waiting for the inevitable explosion of anger from Audrey.
‘You are forgetting about the interest we would have got from the original account had the money been left there Ken. A quick mental calculation tells me that you have lost us £500 from our holiday fund with your utter stupidity and deceit in not talking this through with me. I’m going to give you 50 with this whip now and then will decide on your full punishment tonight and it will be delivered over the weekend. Stand up, turn round and kneel on the sofa with your bottom pushed out towards me’ Audrey instructs with an icy venom in her voice.
As soon as Ken is in his position the first stroke cracks across his bottom drawing a yelp from him as the sting is fearsome.
‘As I told you my patience has worn through Ken so your cries will do nothing to lessen the beating, in fact they may make it worse so I would try to keep your silence if I was you’ Audrey barks and starts to methodically deliver the whipping covering every part of the bottom with stripes. Ken tries to keep count of the lashes but loses count with the utter pain that Audrey is inflicting on him and the only way he can keep his silence is by biting down on the back of the sofa. It seems like that the whipping is never ending and it’s obvious to Ken that blood has been drawn as he can feel it running down the back of his legs.
‘You will spend the night in the spare bedroom Ken and I will inform you of your punishment tomorrow morning’ Audrey says before turning and walking off to the bedroom. Ken is cursing his foolishness and turns on the computer and puts one of his cameras up for sale so that he can replace the original amount that was lost. He knew this wouldn’t assuage Audrey’s anger but it did salve Ken’s conscience somewhat. It was late when Ken made his way to the spare room for a fitful night sleep and he was still lying face down on the bed when Audrey came into the room with the fearsome whip from last night in her hands.
‘I gave very serious consideration to giving you a lash for every pound that the account was short because of your stupidity and the fact that you didn’t talk it through with me before you did it but I know that you had the right reasons at heart and have been trying to repair the damage with the overtime. I am therefore going to give you a repeat of the fifty strokes from last night and we will then sit down and discuss the situation as grown adults. You will therefore remain face down on the bed’ Audrey said as she was raising the whip.
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