Lucy Surrenders by Maggie Ryan, Blushing Books Page B

helped Lucy into her seat noticing, but not mentioning, that she both winced and moaned as her weight settled onto her well-spanked rear.  He knew it would continue to ache for several hours but knew she had earned that ache.
    Lucy ate her lunch after she realized that her punishment would not be discussed.  She looked up to see her sister looking at her and smiled.  Louisa smiled back, her own bottom aching from the intense paddling she had received for attempting to interfere in her sister's spanking.  Mrs. Bremmer approached the table to pour Lucy's milk.  Lucas was proud when his wife thanked the woman politely.
    "You are welcome, Lucille," Anna said with a smile.
    Lucy watched as Anna moved around the table to assist Louisa from her chair.  Edward lifted his hand to stop her.
    "I will put Louisa down for her nap, Anna," Edward said.  Anna's look showed her confusion as she always put her girls to bed.  Lucas saw the look and spoke quietly.
    "Thank you, Edward," he said before addressing the housekeeper.  "Mrs. Bremmer, I trust you have made the proper preparations for Lucille's cleansing?"  Lucy wasn't sure what her husband meant but saw Louisa's head whip up and her eyes widen, her mouth open as she gave a small gasp.  Lucy turned to look at Lucas, who was calmly drinking from his glass.  Her eyes returned to see Edward assist Louisa from her chair, his head bent close to hers as he whispered into her ear.
    "Louisa," Lucy said, wanting to run to her twin.  "Wait ... what...”
    "Have a good rest, Lucille," Edward said, not allowing his wife to speak.  Louisa managed a small nod before she was led from the table.  Her heart ached for her sister, but her own aching bottom reminded her that the girls were definitely, not in control of their own lives.  Lucy watched the two leave the room and found Mrs. Bremmer standing at her chair, her hand held out for Lucy's own.
    "I ... I don't understand," Lucy said, ignoring the gesture and turning again to her husband.  "I ... I bathed this morning.  I ... I usually don’t...”
    "Lucy," Lucas said as he set his glass onto the table.  "I believe you were promised that if a reoccurrence of cursing occurred, you would find more than your mouth cleansed.  Am I correct?" he asked, leaning forward a bit in his chair.  Lucy shook her head, her confusion written across her face.
    "I ... I didn't curse again," she said.  "I ... I haven't since you washed my mouth this morning."
    "Ahh, but, little one, I believe that is the second time you've given me cause to wash naughty words from your mouth?  Though, I do admit, the first was done by Mrs. Bremmer at my request," Lucas said, and watched as the memory of the evening when she had cursed while mending her torn dress washed away her confusion.  She whipped her head around when she felt Mrs. Bremmer reach out and take her hand.
    "But ... I ... I don't know what you mean...." she attempted as she was practically pulled from her chair, her bottom protesting as she slid across the seat.
    "Go with Mrs. Bremmer, Lucille," Lucas said firmly.  "I shall be up in a while to tuck you into bed for your nap."  Lucy wanted to pull away from Anna's hold.  She wanted to be in Lucas' arms seeking comfort.  The look on her sister's face alerted her to the fact that while Lucy was ignorant of what her husband had meant, Louisa was most definitely well-aware of what was going to happen, and from the look on her twin's face, it was not going to be pleasant.
    "No more questions, Lucille," Anna said sternly as she marched her charge towards the stairs.  Lucy didn't speak; she was forced to practically run to keep up with the housekeeper's large steps.  Lucas watched them go and knew that his young bride would soon discover that curse words were simply not something he would ever allow his little one to utter.
    Lucy soon found herself in her bedroom, her pinafore being untied and set aside.  She raised her arms dutifully when told, so