expected. Instead, her
sister reminded her that Edward had been extremely generous in his guardianship
of Lucille and she should show her appreciation by obeying Edward’s wishes. Lucy had continued to argue mostly from
the hurt she was experiencing as her twin parroted Edward’s wishes. Edward had finally sighed and stood to
his full height and began rolling up the sleeve of his right arm. Louisa had gasped and begged Lucy to
make her apologies before it was too late. Edward had told his wife to remain silent, stepped close to Lucy and
taken her arm. It wasn’t until she
felt herself being pulled down to lie across Edward’s knees did Lucy understand
she had stepped across an invisible line. She began to fight and struggle but was no match for Edward’s
strength.
“Edward, please. She didn’t mean it. She will go to school… please,” Louisa
had begged, hating to see her sister in this position.
Edward had taken Lucy’s flailing hands and
pinned them at the small of her back. “I believe I warned you to remain silent Louisa. You will take your sister’s place once
I’ve given her the spanking she has earned. Perhaps having your own bottom blistered
will remind you as well who, exactly, is in charge of this household.” Lucy had been shocked hearing the
announcement, seeing Louisa lower her gaze and hearing her soft response.
“Yes sir, I’m sorry Sir.” Edward allowed Lucy to squirm and
struggle until she wore herself out. Only then did he lift her skirts and lay them up across her back. She sobbed at the shame of it all, and
suddenly her desire for independence in making her own decisions paled in
comparison to the decision her guardian had obviously made. She began promising better behavior when
she felt her drawers being drawn down until her bottom was bare. Edward lifted his hand and brought it
down again and again on the swells of her bottom. Lucy hadn’t been spanked since she was a
child, and was horrified at how awful the experience was. By the time Edward finally allowed her
up, her bottom felt as if it had been branded and her throat ached with her
begging for him to stop. Edward
spoke only to order her to the corner and promised a second spanking if she
didn’t keep her dress up and her spanked bottom on display. Lucy had been mortified, but
obeyed. She stood sobbing in the
corner, even as she heard a similar spanking being given to her sister. Edward had sent his wife to another
corner and the girls had stood for over an hour, skirts lifted and bottoms
exposed, until the redness of their spankings began to fade. Hearing Edward speak now in that same
no-nonsense tone of voice forced Lucy to admit she would not win this battle,
either. Biting her tongue, she
mumbled, “No sir, I don’t need a reminder.”
Edward nodded as if her answer had been
expected. He turned to Thorne. “Perhaps sitting on a well-striped
bottom will help her concentrate more fully on her lessons.” He smiled imagining the small woman
squirming on the hard seat of her desk chair. He also found himself grateful for the
time alone with Louisa that the offer extended to him. “Yes, I believe it would serve her well. She will also spend the rest of the
weekend buried in her books. I also assure you that if she should show a lack of enthusiasm; her
bottom will pay an even higher price than it will during her appointment with
me this evening. Thank you again
for your generous offer.” Lucy
failed to hear her sister’s gasp and wouldn’t have understood its meaning even if she had. Louisa’s bottom clenched and she
shuddered at the renewed flare of pain as she found herself praying hard for
her husband to be merciful.
Lucy tried to control a new rush of tears at
Edward’s words. She wondered if a
person could really die of embarrassment. If so, she would soon be a corpse. Headmaster