A while later they both climb out of bed and shower. Bette is by now leaning against the bedroom door, lead in one hand, mobile in the other hand speaking to customer services trying to resolve an issue for a delivery she had the following week.

Tina walks to her, Bette is mid conversation but nods to the floor. Tina kneels and Bette fixes the lead. They leave the bedroom, Tina feeling slightly self-conscious but so loving her and Bette’s alternative lifestyle. Bette took to the role straight away, slowly walking her girlfriend down the hallway, with Tina moving ahead.

“Heel.” Bette pulls at Tina’s lead. “Sorry” she says to the person on the other end of the phone.

Tina looks up at Bette, startled that she had said “Heel” while on the phone to someone.

“…Yes. Oh you do? A puppy? How cute… “ Bette is looking down at Tina grinning at how cruel she was being. “A bitch…” she says holding the blonde’s chin, “yes… golden…” she says lifting some of Tina’s hair and letting it drop. “No. I’ve not had her long, she came to me from another home so I’m just trying to house train her at the moment.”

Tina is looking up, mouth wide open in shock.

“Yes she’s quite well behaved, she has required a bit of discipline, but over all she’s a happy, well behaved little pet.” Bette widens her eye and sticks her tongue out at Tina, winding her up even more.

Tina tries to stand up.

“Down” Bette says firmly.

Tina drops to her knees again, annoyed but remaining obedient.

“Sorry about that… nope that will be all… OK… yes… thank you for your help… OK, OK, bye” Bette hangs up the phone, chuckling to herself, putting the phone on the worktop. “That was fun”. She looks at Tina who is in disbelief. “What?”

“You are… unbelievable” Tina exclaims

“And don’t you forget it” Bette says cockily. “Come”. She pulls the blonde along, leading her to the living room. “Sit”, she places a cushion on the floor for Tina and removes her lead.

Tina had to admire Bette in moments like these. She was so incredibly mischievous, and full of herself. She just smiled back at her, shaking her head. She then sat back on the cushion, leaning against the sofa that Bette was sitting on.

Bette draped one arm over Tina’s shoulder, as she leaned back on the sofa sideways, beginning to read the paper. She moves her hand up seeking Tina’s lips, dipping her index finger into her mouth and resting it on her tongue. Thinking nothing of it the blonde begins to tenderly suck while reading her own paper.

Little did the brunette know what was going through the blonde’s mind. Tina had decided to refer back to their contract, as she smiled and recited to herself “On the rare occasion that I get too big for my boots Tina will be allowed to put me in my place, however she sees fit…”.

‘After that little display on the phone Bette you are going to pay, just you wait…’ the blonde smirks to herself, with wicked thoughts flashing through her mind…