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The events were too much for Lucy. She, too, broke into sobs. Edward shook his head and strode over to the settee. He sat down and flipped her across his lap. Before she even realized what was happening, her dress was flipped up onto her back along with her petticoats. Her bloomers were raked down to her knees, baring her bottom and his hand began slapping onto her buttocks.
Lucy began to howl and kick her feet, her head lifting to scream out her frustration and her humiliation. She saw Mrs. Bremmer’s gray head shaking as she continued to hold Louisa. Louisa’s eyes were locked onto Lucy’s as if begging for something. Lucy was so confused, so shocked, that it wasn’t until at least two dozen swats had landed on her bottom that she realized she was being spanked in full view of everyone in the room. The pain in her buttocks grew; the spanking continuing until she was truly sobbing and begging for him to stop.
Edward ignored her, and continued to swat her bare flesh, every slap of his palm causing Lucy to shriek and Louisa to cringe. “I am going to continue spanking Lucille until you have obeyed me, Louisa. I will not tolerate either a naughty little sneak who enjoys eavesdropping or a little lady who refuses to obey her papa.”
Lucy continued to struggle but was soon exhausted as swat after swat assaulted her rapidly heating backside. Louisa began to suckle harder as if desperate to empty the bottle or in order to obey her husband and end her sister’s painful spanking. Regardless, the last suckle was taken and the bottle finally drained. Mrs. Bremmer removed the nipple and then sat her charge up on her lap, Louisa’s back to her chest as she was forced to witness the spanking of her sister.
“Are you wet, young lady? Did you use your nappy as you were told?” Edward asked, as his huge hand landed another swat on Lucy’s bottom.
Louisa shook her head and pleaded, “Please, Papa, please stop spanking Lucy… I… I just… can’t!.”
Edward was obviously not satisfied with her answer, and he continued his spanking of Lucille, his hand moving down to the backs of her thighs.
Lucy shrieked louder. Her bottom had grown somewhat numb, but this new attack brought intense waves of pain rolling through her body and she begged her sister to do something she had never thought possible. Looking at her sister, she pleaded, “Go potty, Louisa. It’s all right… please, oh please, wet your nappy… go potty now!”
Louisa flushed hotly, but hearing her sister begging her to do the only thing that would stop the awful punishment, evidently was what she needed. Her eyes clenched shut, and Lucy knew the very moment she obeyed Edward’s order. Louisa’s face was an open book, showing both humiliation as well as intense relief as she finally complied. Evidently her… herpapa—as that was what she’d heard Louisa call him—and though she didn’t understand the address, Lucy didn’t really care as his hand had finally stopped descending onto her poor bum. Before Lucy could thank her twin, she felt her guardian’s hand moving down to pat against the back of her thighs. She gave a soft whimper, her eyes imploring her sister, but for what she wasn’t sure.
“Do what is required, little lady, or do I need to get a paddle to use on your sister’s bottom?” Louisa sobbed.
“I’m sorry, Papa. I’m sorry I disobeyed you. I… wet my nappy—”
“Correctly, missy,” Mrs. Bremmer ordered as Louisa squirmed on her lap.
“I-I went po… potty in my-my nappy, Papa. Please… please change… change me.”
Lucy’s mind was whirling, her bottom was burning, and yet she felt more upset at the fact that Louisa had started crying. It was all just so confusing. Craning her head back, she tried to gauge her guardian’s expression, yet he wasn’t looking at her. His eyes were on his wife and he was smiling. Lucy felt like she’d stepped into a world where nothing made sense.
“That’s my very good little girl. I am very proud of you, Louisa. I’m proud that you obeyed Papa and wet your nappy like a good girl. Don’t fret; Papa will change you in just a moment.”
Lucy saw Louisa’s blonde head nod a moment before she gasped when Edward easily lifted her off his lap.
“Keep your skirts up, Lucille,” he ordered and once she’d scrambled to tug her skirts and petticoats to her waist, he turned her around. Pressing the palm of his hand against her exposed, bare bottom, he gave a little push, silently instructing her to move. Her face heated at the shame of it but she obediently began to shuffle toward the corner, the bloomers at her knees threatening to slip further. Once there, his hand moved from her bum to the back of her head, pressing her nose into the juncture of the two walls.
“You, young lady, will stand here with your dress well up and your naughty bottom on display. I will have more to say to you after I tend to Louisa. Don’t you dare move a single inch or I will take a strap to your bottom. Do you understand me, Lucille?”
She sniffled and gave a soft moan of shame as he bent and pulled her bloomers all the way down to her ankles.
“Get that bottom stuck out, Lucille, and keep it out. I want anyone who walks by to see what happens to naughty little sneaks in this house!”
Lucy felt exactly like a sneak, and was ashamed of herself. ”Ye… yes, si… sir.” She heard him turn and walk away, and chancing a peek out of the corner of her eye, she saw him lifting Louisa off Mrs. Bremmer’s lap.
“I’ll take Louisa up and get her changed. Please stay and keep an eye on Lucille.”
“Certainly, your lordship,” Mrs. Bremmer said, sitting back in the chair.
Lucy’s breath caught in her throat when she realized that the housekeeper was staring straight at her. Turning her head, she pressed the tip of her nose even tighter against the wall and pushed her aching bottom out a bit further.
“Eavesdropping is a very naughty habit, little missy, but at least now you know the truth about how this household is run. Wintercrest can return to its proper schedule and your poor sister will no longer have to pretend to be something she’s not out of fear of what you might think. All you both need to do is obey his lordship.” The older woman paused and Lucy gave a sudden yelp when she felt a far smaller hand pressed against the hot flesh of her buttocks. Her cheeks flushed as Mrs. Bremmer continued, “Unless, of course, you wish to walk around with your skirts up displaying your naughty, red little bum every single day. Is that what you wish, Lucille?”
She gave Lucy’s bottom a swat, causing Lucy to squeak, “No, ma’am!”
“Then I suggest you keep your eyes straight ahead and spend your time in the naughty corner thinking about what a lucky little girl you are to have his lordship as your guardian.”
“Ye… yes, ma’am,” Lucy said, wondering how she was supposed to do that when all she could think about was what she’d just witnessed and wondering how her sister could have lied to her. Louisa had stated she was very happy at Wintercrest Manor, and yet how could she be when she was not the manor’s true mistress but its little girl?
Chapter 4
Louisa remained silent as she was carried up the stairs and into her nursery. Dozens of thoughts swirled in her head, all of them fighting to be heard and none of them very pleasant. Her wet nappy felt horrid against her skin and she pressed her face tightly into Edward’s neck.
