Authors: Maggie Ryan
Edward watched his wife and smiled.
“Eat your supper Louisa, you’ll need
your strength and need to replace the fluids you have lost.”
Lucy’s head came up at his words and she
listened as her twin answered, her face incredibly red.
“Yes… yes, Sir.”
Lucy didn’t understand what was
happening, but was too scared to ask questions.
The atmosphere, her sister’s demeanor,
the conversation all did nothing but contribute to her growing sense of unease.
The only person seemingly unaffected was
seated at the head of the table, calmly enjoying his supper.
The remainder of the meal was silent, as
the entrees were replaced by dessert.
Louisa barely was able to take a few bites and Edward, knowing why her
stomach was roiling, allowed the dish to be removed.
As the last girl brought in the pot of tea and
poured Edward a cup, he said, “You both may be excused.
I will join you in a few minutes.”
Louisa stood and reached her hand out to
her sister.
Lucille quickly rose
and, stepping around Edward’s chair, took her twin’s hand, squeezing it
hard.
Edward watched the two
identical women and said, “Louisa, you are to remain silent, as it is not your
place to inform your sister of what her appointment will entail.
Go now with Mrs. Bremmer.”
Mrs. Bremmer beckoned to the two, and
they silently followed her out of the room and down the wide hall to the back
of the house.
Lucy had spent many
hours in the large library, but his study was considered off limits.
She had found herself curious to
discover what resided behind the heavy double doors, but seeing how slowly her
sister approached the room, found she was no longer curious, just incredibly
and overwhelmingly frightened.
Mrs. Bremmer opened the door and stood aside as
the two girls entered the darkened room.
They stood silently, as Mrs. Bremmer quickly lit two lamps on the wall,
illuminating the large desk dominating the room.
As the room grew brighter, Lucy saw the
room also contained a leather sofa and two large and comfortable armchairs with
a leather covered ottoman between them.
She saw bookcases lining two walls and itched to discover what volumes
they held.
Both girls loved to
read, and often escaped into the fantasy worlds contained in novels.
Lucy saw that one wall contained a large armoire
and wondered what was inside.
She
looked over at her sister and whispered, “Louisa, what is going to
happen?”
Louisa wisely just shook
her head, remaining silent, as ordered.
Mrs. Bremmer wasn’t quite as silent.
“Lucille, you are to remain quiet.
You are in enough trouble, young lady,
and I don’t suggest you try to entrap your sister in your naughtiness again
today.
You heard his Lordship’s
instructions.”
Lucy felt her face
flush at the words, and she dropped her gaze to the floor.
Apparently satisfied, Mrs. Bremmer
walked to the armoire and unlocked it with a key from the ring hanging from her
waist.
She then turned to face the girls.
“Into the corners.
You will stand and think about your
naughtiness until his Lordship arrives to attend to you.”
Lucy didn’t move but Louisa obediently
walked to an open corner and pressed her nose into the wall.
Lucy watched as her sister raised her
arms and placed her linked hands on top of her head.
“Lucille!
Are you deaf or disobedient?”
The sharp question caused Lucy to jump and then
hurry to place herself in the only remaining open corner.
She trembled as she pressed her nose
into the hard surface and then gave a small shriek as she felt her arms being
pulled above her.
“Hands together
on your head, Missy!
I swear you
are a dense little one.
Haven’t you
ever been in a corner before?”
Lucy
flushed again and felt exactly like the small child she was the last time she
had been put into a corner by her father.
She also felt humiliated at being physically arranged into what must be
the proper position.
She suddenly
understood that her sister seemed extremely familiar with what was expected,
and her mind whirled at that implication.
Satisfied with the girls’ positions, Mrs. Bremmer stood back, and then
took a seat on the sofa to await her employer.
Edward leisurely finished his second cup of tea
and stood.
He knew Mrs. Bremmer
would have the girls in their corners, with instructions to think about their
behavior.
Expectation of a coming
punishment quite often had a very good effect on the miscreant.
As their mind began to accept the
inevitable pain their bottoms would soon be feeling, the time would seem to
stretch into eternity.
He knew
their attention would be focused on every little thing that happened from the
moment he stepped into the room.
He smiled even as he walked leisurely towards
his study.
He had every intention
of beginning Lucille’s journey into what a properly trained woman should
expect, as well as continuing the long-overdue education of his wife.
While he was not married to Lucille, he
was her guardian, and decided that any training she received under his roof
would only serve to enhance her desirability as a proper, submissive wife once
she wed.
He entered the room, and
saw the two girls standing where they belonged, hands in the proper
places.
The scene could not have
brought him more pleasure.
These
two females had caused him nothing but annoyance today, and seeing them both
with noses touching the walls, he felt himself grow even more determined.
Louisa would no longer be allowed to
hide her true position from her twin.
No, in fact, having his little lady take on her true role in his
household would serve as a powerful and visible lesson in exactly how a
submissive wife should behave.
He nodded to Mrs. Bremmer, and strode to open
the armoire door.
He saw the two
birches he had ordered lying next to each other on the shelf, and felt his cock
stir at the sight.
They were
wonderfully thick, and consisted of several individual switches that he knew
his housekeeper had selected, and formed into two excellent rods of
correction.
He left the birches in
place, also leaving the doors open.
He moved around and seated himself in his desk chair.
He saw Lucy squirm in her corner and
smiled.
She would soon do far more
than squirm.
He made the girls
stand an additional quarter hour before he spoke.
“Come stand before me, girls.”
The sisters stepped away from their
corners and while Louisa kept her arms on top of her head, Lucy gave her arms a
shake and then rubbed at the tip of her nose, which was sore from being so
tightly pressed against the wall.
When she saw Mrs. Bremmer begin to rise from the sofa and saw Louisa’s
position, she followed some sense of self-preservation quickly muttering an
apology as she scrambled to get her hands linked and in place again.
The housekeeper gave a small grunt, but
settled herself back onto the sofa.
The girls stood side-by-side in front of Edward’s desk.
He settled back in his chair and began
to speak.
“I am extremely disappointed in both of
you.
You have caused shame and
disgrace to fall upon Wintercrest and for that you shall be severely
punished.”
He saw Lucy glance over
to his sister and continued.
“Lucille, when I am speaking to you, your eyes are to be on mine.
You are not to look at your sister, or
anywhere else.
Your attention is to
remain on me.
Do you understand me,
young lady?”
Lucy felt her heart pound, as she grew
angry.
She didn’t understand what
exactly was wrong with her sister.
They had always supported each other and yet, Louisa simply stood
quietly, hands on her head, eyes staring across the desk to the man she had
wed.
Before she allowed herself to
snap at her guardian, though, Lucy reminded herself that it was her own fault
that Louisa was obviously in the same amount of trouble.
She took a deep breath, lifted her eyes
to Edward’s and said quietly, “Yes, sir.
I’m sorry, Edward.”
Edward shook his head slightly, but knew
she’d learn soon enough proper forms of address.
He allowed her to settle a bit before he
continued from where he had been interrupted. “As I was saying, you are both
very, very naughty little girls.
Naughty girls need to learn how to be good girls.
It is my responsibility to teach you
both that this sort of misbehavior, deceit and outright disobedience will not
be tolerated in this household.”
He
paused for a moment, seeing their faces flush at his harsh words, and saw Lucille
open her mouth as if to interrupt yet again.
He abruptly cut her off.
“Such severe disobedience calls for
severe chastisement.
You are to
both be put under the birch for your punishment.”
He wasn’t really shocked when he was
interrupted.
“The birch!
That’s ridiculous, Edward.
I
mean
,
we’ve already been punished.
You saw Headmaster Thorne cane us.
Surely that was punishment enough.
You… you don’t have the authority… you
can’t!”
“Silence!”
Edward’s voice thundered in the room and
stopped Lucy mid-sentence.
“You are
not allowed to speak when facing discipline Lucille, and never are you to dare
interrupt me at any time.
You are
far too quick to loosen your tongue young lady, and if I hear another word from
you without your being first asked a question, I shall gag you!”
Lucy’s mouth dropped open in shock, and
she once again looked to her sister.
Louisa kept her eyes downcast, her posture
rigid, her voice silent.
Lucy
trembled as the reality of the situation gradually began to set in her
mind.
She had never been birched,
though had seen several servants take such a punishment during her
childhood.
It had looked horrid and
the cries had been awful to hear.
Her throat went dry at the thought of undergoing a similar punishment
and, without thinking, her voice again broke the silence, “Please Edward,
please don’t do this.”
Sighing heavily, Edward stood and approached his
ward.
Towering over her, he looked
down and ordered, “Open your mouth, Lucille.”
She felt his hand cupping her chin as he
forced her face to rise to meet his.
She saw his free hand dip into his pocket and remove his white linen
handkerchief.
Shaking her head in
disbelief she watched as he folded it into a thick square.
“I said open your mouth.
You were warned to remain silent, and
you shall learn I do not repeat myself.
If you don’t obey me immediately, your punishment will be repeated
tomorrow and every evening until you learn to be obedient.”
Lucy began to tremble as his hand on her chin
increased its pressure.
Seeing the
look in his eyes gave her no reason to doubt his threat.
Slowly her mouth opened and she closed
her eyes as he began to press the thick wad of linen into it.
She moaned as it pushed back into her
mouth, filling it completely.
“Close your mouth and do not open it again young
lady.”
Her eyes filling with tears
of mortification, Lucy clamped her lips closed against the horrid gag.
Her cheeks bulged with the contents, and
Edward nodded and returned to his seat.
He let a few minutes pass until he continued.
“That is far better.
Perhaps you need to remain gagged for a
few hours in order to learn to shut your mouth and open your ears,
Lucille.”
He was happy to see her
face flush, knowing it was coloring as a result of both her anger and
humiliation.
“My authority in this
household is never to be questioned Lucille.
You as well as your sister and every
employee sharing my home are under my total authority.
Question me again on that subject and
you shall your bottom blistered every night for a month until the lesson is
indelibly imprinted on your bottom as well as in your mind.
Do you understand me little girl?”