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What you need, Miss, is a
good hard thrashing!   Believe me,
the quicker you learn to obey, the safer your bottom will be.”   Louisa was stunned to hear the
housekeeper speak so boldly and so openly.  
    Before her marriage, she had learned almost
immediately that her husband-to-be would demand strict obedience, and had taken
her across his knee to prove his seriousness on a half-dozen occasions.   Louisa had been highly embarrassed the
first time he had lifted her skirts and lowered her bloomers.   Her reaction had been to sob with shame
while he spanked her bare-bottomed for the first time.   Spankings weren’t new to her; their
father spanked his daughters while they were young and she also knew he spanked
their mother.   Being across Edward’s
knees had taught her that, while he would be stricter even than her father, he
was also the only man she desired.   He always held her after he spanked her, always made sure she understood
why she had gotten spanked and reassured her that she was precious to him.   It wasn’t until after they had wed that
his more specific requirements came into being.  
    The very night of their wedding, she learned
that she was not to be the true Lady of Wintercrest.   To her confusion, she learned that he
chose to consider her more as a child than a fully-grown woman.   He repeatedly called her his ‘little
lady.’   Her husband knew it
embarrassed her for her title, something that should demand respect with her
station, had been reduced to reminding her that she was nothing more than his
child bride and not an adult, titled woman of society.   Her rebellion at the idea had started
immediately, when she flatly told him he was a fool and that she had no
intention of being his child.   She
had learned instantly that she had bound herself to a man that meant what he
said, and had the means to prove it.   She was soon stripped naked, turned across his knees and spanked long
and hard as he lectured her on the roles of those in his household.   By the time she had been let up, she was
a sobbing mess, her bottom burning hotter than it ever had before.   When he turned her to sit on his lap,
she had buried her face in his chest and sobbed out her contrition.   His arms had wrapped around her and the
feeling of love and security she felt set her correctly onto the path he had
chosen for her.   Her training had
begun, though she hadn’t realized it at the time.  
    Edward had continued to train her slowly, but
made sure he was always consistent.   She had learned to call him Papa instead of by his name when they were
in their home.   She had learned that
while Mrs. Bremmer might ask her opinion occasionally, any
true decisions were made by either Edward or the housekeeper .   Edward had chosen his mate very well; he
watched his bride easily slip into her role.   Everything had been going exceptionally
well, until the day the news came that there had been a horrid accident.   Louisa’s family carriage had overturned
on a sharp curve and rolled over several times.   Lucy, who had miraculously been thrown
from the wreckage, had been the only survivor.     She was now orphaned, with no close,
living relatives.   Edward had no
choice but to take the young, bereaved girl into his home.   Truth be told, he hadn’t considered the
implications her arrival would have on his personal life.   However, Louisa had begged him to allow
Lucille to be welcomed without having to live as a small child.   The girls were identical in so many
ways, and Louisa had made her choice, but Lucille was still an innocent young
woman; Louisa believed she would be scarred by living in a
household such as theirs .  
    Edward had eventually agreed, but had assured
his wife that, while he would allow her to be more appropriately dressed when
her sister was in their presence, he would continue to treat her as his
child-wife in their bedchamber.   The
discipline, of course, would continue regardless of