Bette sees her lunge forward, and then dramatically turn direction. She simply leans back, allowing the blonde to over balance. In a swift movement she spins around sitting on the blonde’s back.

“Best of 3?” The blonde asks from the floor.

Bette chuckles. “You know we should make this interesting. If I win, I get to choose the movie.”

“Forget about the movie. If I win, you do my washing and ironing for a month”

“You are one lazy lady Ms Kennard” Bette comments.

“That’s not all” Tina says, starting to mull over what else she would like.

“Okaaay” Bette says, allowing Tina to turn around underneath her.

“You will give me manicures, pedicures and massages on request for the rest of the month”

Bette shakes her head. “Anything else, my darling girlfriend?”

Tina grins, still getting used to Bette calling her that. She nods, signaling for the brunette to come closer.

Bette leans down apprehensively, putting her ear to Tina’s mouth.

“I get to tell you what to do, all of tomorrow” the blonde whispers.

Bette pulls back, raising an eyebrow. It had been a week since Tina’s last spanking, and already the girl was completely wayward.

“Is that all my dear?” Bette asks.

“Ummm, yes that will do.” Tina grins smugly

Bette looked down at her, knowing that the blonde’s excitement at what she could win and the help of the red wine had clouded her judgment, there was usually no doubt in either of their minds that Bette was stronger.

“But let’s start again, the last one doesn’t count. It was a practice”

“Of course it was” Bette smiles.

“Okay let me up” Tina motions

“Wait T, do you not want to hear what I get if I win?”

“Oh sorry baby. Hypothetically, what would you like?”

‘My god, she’s a cheeky shit when drunk’ Bette thinks.

“What would I like?” Bette asks seductively leaning down.

Tina grins, swallowing when she reads Bette’s expression.

“Free reign” Bette simply breathes.

“Free reign?” Tina whispers confused.

“Over you, your body, for the rest of the weekend”

“How is that different from any other weekend?” Tina asks innocently.

“Oh babe, it will be different. Any decisions about any little thing you do will be handed over to me.”

Tina simply looks up at Bette, her chest heaving.

“Oh and baby, hypothetically…” Bette begins, leaning closer and whispering in to Tina’s ear “Until Sunday 10pm, when I feel like it, I’m going to bend you over, and fuck you in the ass”

Tina gulps.

Bette rises up, “So my smug little lady, are you sure? This is your final chance to back out.”

Tina ponders for a moment, before making her final decision. “Bring it on Porter”

Bette grins, pulling Tina up. Now this would be fun…