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The pastor smiled and looked over at her sister. “The similarity is absolutely amazing, Edward. If they were dressed alike, I swear I would be unable to tell them apart. It must be confusing having them in the same household.”
Edward chuckled. “Being identical twins does pose a challenge, but I assure you it is never dull.”
Lucy wanted the man to leave them, but remained at Edward’s side as the conversation continued. She saw Louisa talking to another little girl and found herself a bit jealous. The twins had always been each other’s companion and confidant. Learning that her sister had been leading a secret life was hard enough. The thought that she was no longer her sister’s best friend was too horrid to think about. She was in her own world when Edward bent down to her.
“Lucy, we have been invited to luncheon by some dear friends. It will be nice for Louisa to spend some time playing with Amelia, as they haven’t seen each other for a while. I am afraid you will not be able to attend, as you have much studying to do. Henri and Mrs. Bremmer will accompany you back to Wintercrest.”
Lucy felt her eyes well; she didn’t want to leave her sister. However, she didn’t protest as she looked up to see Mrs. Bremmer and her husband standing a few feet away. She blushed, remembering both the soothing salve being applied to her bottom the night before, as well as the sensation she had felt when the woman had touched her between her legs. Pretty certain that the pastor would think such thoughts as being sinful, especially while standing in a church, Lucy was instantly subdued.
“Yes, sir,” she said, and after receiving a quick hug from her sister, she allowed her hand to be taken by the housekeeper. She was soon seated across from Mrs. Bremmer as Henri drove them home. She didn’t know what to say and was grateful that Mrs. Bremmer appeared to be content to travel in silence. She wondered what her sister would be doing and knew that it was most likely far more pleasant than spending another day buried in mathematics. Sighing, she put her chin in her hand, bracing it on the slim sill at the window as she looked out at the passing scenery.
“Don’t fret, Lucille. Your sister will be fine and have a wonderful play date with her little friend. Perhaps you will be allowed to join them the next time. Today you must be a good girl and attend to your studies. Your tutor arrives soon and I know he will expect your full attention. You know what will happen if you fail in your studies don’t you?”
Lucy blushed, and felt like the housekeeper was deliberately talking to her as if she was no older than five or six. Her referral to Louisa’s ‘play date’ made the activity sound extremely childish though both the women involved had not only reached their majority, they were accompanied by their husbands. Lucy wanted to defend her sister, but the reference to her own agenda, as well as what she knew would happen if she failed in her studies, caused her to answer obediently.
“Yes, ma’am. I’ll study hard I promise.”
Anna instructed in a firm but kind tone, “See that you do, little one. Your poor little bottom might be a little better after the salve I applied last night, but if you must endure another spanking, I can’t promise his lordship will allow the salve be used to soothe you again.”
Lucy flushed even brighter, her mind once again turning back to the events of the evening before. Her bottom clenched and she couldn’t stop squirming on her seat as the memory unfolded. She also found herself remembering the spanking given to Margarite, right out in full view of strangers. She shuddered thinking how embarrassing that would be and yet her stomach was feeling strange. Members of the congregation had stood by witnessing the corporal discipline as if it were a common occurrence. Lucy’s stomach tingled again thinking of how it would feel knowing that dozens of eyes were focused on her own bottom, bared and already reddened by the pastor’s paddle as she underwent additional chastisement. Her thoughts went to wonder how the naughty girls’ papas would see fit to remind them of the proper behavior expected in church. She squirmed on her seat and grimaced, as her own bottom once again reminded her of the likely result of the six girls’ punishment. She became aware that Mrs. Bremmer was watching her every move and suddenly felt as if the housekeeper could also read her thoughts. Blushing hotly seeing the woman’s knowing smile, Lucy dropped her eyes to her lap where her hands twisted around the other.
“Yes, ma’am,” she said again. Anna sat back, apparently satisfied that her point had been made. The rest of the trip was made in silence.
Chapter 9
As Lucy was led into the house and was followed by Molly up to her room to change into a day dress, Louisa was giggling and playing with her friend, Amelia Boothe. The girls had actually gone to school together, though Lucy hadn’t seemed to recognize their old classmate. Amelia had left before graduating in order to marry the man she had been betrothed to since practically infancy. She had been married far longer than Louisa and had never been allowed to be an adult since the day she wed Lord Winston Boothe. The girls played with Amy’s dolls as their papas talked quietly together. When Amy began to whine a bit, she was immediately picked up by her nanny and taken into her nursery. Louisa blushed as she understood that the little girl was being changed. She felt her own bladder clench and looked up to see her husband studying her.
“Do you need the necessary, sweetie?” he asked obviously not the least bit embarrassed in front of his business associate. She didn’t know how to answer, but simply nodded her head. Edward smiled as he stood and then helped her off the blanket where the girls had been playing. He led her from the room and down the hall. They reached a door and Edward quietly tapped his knuckles on it. The door opened and the nanny smiled down at Louisa.
“Oh dear, I should have checked on your sweet little one. Please, come in, poppet. I’ll change you in just a moment when I finish with Amy.”
Louisa blushed, but was pleased to hear her husband explain her need.
“Louisa just needs the chamber pot, Nanny Claire. My little lady was allowed to wear bloomers today.” As if aware to assure she knew her place, he reached down and quickly patted Louisa’s small bottom. “Though you weren’t in bloomers yesterday were you, missy?”
Louisa didn’t want to answer, but the hand against her bottom served as a very good reminder of what her husband required when he asked her a question.
“No… no, Papa,” she whispered.
“That’s right. Louisa was a naughty girl yesterday and spent the better part of her day with the heat of a well-spanked bottom trapped in her nappy. She promised to be a good little girl today and was allowed her big girl bloomers.”
Louisa’s face flushed at his words but she said nothing. She hated the attention being directed at her. Edward patted her bottom once again and then bent down to speak quietly in her ear.
“I think I allowed you out of your nappy too soon, little lady. Perhaps if you’d been wearing a nice fluffy nappy you would have been able to sit quietly during church.”
“I’m sorry, Papa,” she said softly.
“We shall continue this discussion at home in your nursery, my dear. For now, you may wait for Amy’s nanny to help you go potty and, young lady, you better be a very good girl for Nanny Claire.”
Louisa nodded vigorously, her mind whirling from his whispered speech. Edward popped her bottom once again and she squeaked, “Yes, Papa… I’ll… I’ll be good.”
“I’m sure you will,” he said, dropping a kiss on the top of her head.
Claire had been Amy’s nanny since her wedding and evidently knew all the subtle signs of a papa’s warning to a little one even when whispered. She bent to clasp Louisa’s hand and gave her an encouraging smile before looking up to Edward. “Don’t you worry, Lord Wintercrest. I believe Louisa will be a very good little girl for me. Rest assured, I’ll take care of your little one and bring her back to you.” Edward nodded and left his wife in the nanny’s capable hands.
As Edward returned to the parlor, Claire pointed to a small stool. “Sit right there, sweetie. I’ll be but just a moment.”
Louisa nodded, happy she could remain silent and attempt to compose herself. Edward’s tone had sounded calm and normal to the other women in the room but Louisa knew it for what it truly meant. He was far more upset with her squirming in church than she’d thought even with the tender spot on her inner thigh as a reminder. He had reached under her dress and pinched her sensitive skin causing her to yelp during the service. She had been so thankful he hadn’t taken her out of the chapel. She shuddered as she thought about what happened in the private area of the church where Pastor Reed took the naughty girls. Remembering how each woman had returned, repentant and with obviously reddened bottoms, she shivered again. She wondered how it must feel, standing in line with others, waiting your turn to go across a man’s knees, or bent over a chair or bench, baring your bottom to be disciplined while people other than your family watched. It had been humiliating enough to position herself for her co-caning with Lucy in Headmaster Thorne’s office, and that was only witnessed by her husband. She remembered how her body had reacted knowing Edward was watching another man cane her bare bottom. How would she react with other naughty little girls all waiting to be disciplined? She felt her stomach tighten and her face flush with her thoughts. Forcing the thoughts away, she sat up taller and glanced around the room.
