Louisa Revealed (9 page)

She struggled as best
she could, her hand flailing behind her as she cried
,
“You
spanked me already!
 
Please,
Papa, don’t!
 
Please… I’m
sorry!”
 
She found herself tipped
forward, and
squealed
as she had to use both hands to
grip his leg in an effort to once again find her balance.
 
She was soon wailing, as his hand
connected again and again and again with the already punished skin of her
upturned bottom.
 

“That was not a proper punishment Louisa.
 
Those little swats were necessary to get
your attention.
 
I will never
consider a few swats enough to discipline my little girl.
 
You deserve far more than that.”
 
Louisa disagreed, as he continued to
ignore her pleas for mercy.
 
His
hand traveled all over her bottom, from the top of her buttocks to the fleshy
curve where her bottom met the tops of her thighs.
 
Once he’d reddened her entire bottom,
his hand moved to travel down the backs of her thighs.
 
She jerked over his lap and one hand
flew back, as she screeched with the pain burning into this very tender area.

“No!
 
Noooo… it hurts!
 
No Papa… no
more… please stop!” Louisa begged, trying to twist off his huge lap, without
success.
 
Edward gave a loud sigh
and to her shock, his hand stopped its incessant attack.
 
Louisa returned her hand to the floor,
sobbing with relief that the horrible spanking was finally over.
 

Edward smiled, knowing she thought she had
won.
 
He rubbed her hot bottom for a
few moments and then, his voice low, said, “You know better, young lady.
 
Keep your hands down, Louisa. If you
release my leg once more, I shall tie you and add a good, hard paddling to your
punishment,” Edward warned, and waited until she once again gripped his calf,
her sobs growing louder as she realized the spanking was not yet complete.
 
“You will never decide when your
punishment is over.
 
That is my job;
your job, Louisa, is to learn to be a good little girl.
 
Your only job is to learn to obey and
please your Papa.
 
Now, present
yourself properly for the remainder of your spanking.
 
Let’s see how well you remember one of
your very first lessons.”

Louisa’s face flamed even as her legs shifted
apart on their own accord.
 
Edward
watched as she slowly opened herself to him, but was still not satisfied.
 
He placed his hand on her inner thigh
and pushed the leg away.
 

“Missy, you are deliberately being naughty.
 
Open your legs wide and get up on your
toes, heels turned out.
 
Present
your bottom to your Papa and ask for your spanking.”
 
Louisa sobbed harder, her heart
pounding, as she fought against the shame of the required position.
 
After a quick hard swat on her tender
inner thigh, she was soon arching her back; her legs spread obscenely wide, all
her womanly charms visible to his eyes, as he tilted her even further
forward.
 
She shuddered as she felt
his fingers dip between her thighs and trace the opening of her body.
  
Her stomach lurched, even as she
tried to contain a moan.
 

Edward grinned and embarrassed her further. “Hmmm,
you are very, very wet.
 
Your little
pussey is dripping on my finger.
 
One would almost think you want this spanking to continue.
 
Now, ask for your lesson, Louisa or I
will have to begin again, and we both know this bottom has more attention to
receive this evening.”
 

His reminder of another dose of discipline
caused Louisa to sob, but promise herself to do what he said.
 
“I’m… I’m sorry I… I was naughty.
 
Please Sir… please may I have my span… spanking?”
 

“Certainly, my dear,” Edward answered.
 
His hand began to spank her in earnest,
and soon her cries filled the sunlit room.
 
She writhed and squirmed across his knees as his hand connected again
and again on her bouncing bottom.
 
Despite the still quite visible cane wheals that decorated the well-rounded
bottom, Edward didn’t stop until he had covered every inch of her bottom and
the backs of both her thighs.
 
When
she collapsed and broke position from the pain, Edward simply paused and forced
her to apologize, return to the exposed position and repeat her request for her
spanking.
 

Louisa finally realized that he would continue
to spank her for as long as he deemed necessary, despite her repeated pleas and
promises for better behavior.
 
Edward sensed her surrender and smiled.
 
His hand gave her a dozen more extremely
hard swats before resting on the swollen and hot skin of her very red bottom
cheeks.
 
She continued to cry for
several moments until she realized her spanking had ended.
 
After a few additional moments, she felt
him guiding her off his lap to kneel between his spread legs.
 
She knew she looked horrid, her eyes
swollen by crying, her nose running, her cheeks stained with her tears and
tendrils of her hair plastered to her face.
  
She also knew she could find
herself right back over his knees if she failed in what was expected.
 
Blushing furiously, she forced her eyes
to his and remembered another lesson her husband had taught her.

“Thank you for my spanking, Papa.
 
May… may I make my pen… penance?”
 
Edward was pleased yet again.
 
She might have been extremely naughty
today, but some of his lessons were obviously being imprinted on his young
wife.
 
She looked absolutely perfect
to him.
 
Her eyes were huge; her
thick lashes sparkled from yet unshed tears; her lips were slightly parted as
she calmed down from her spanking, her lips trembling and her hands hovering as
if desperate to comfort the extremely hot surface of her plump, beautifully crimson
bottom.
 
His hand reached out to
stroke her cheek, and she pressed her face into his palm, as if seeking comfort
from his touch.

“Yes, little lady, make your penance.”
 
Louisa nodded and her hands reached up
to unbutton his pants.
 
Edward
didn’t help or even move as she slowly removed his thick cock.
 
He was already hard, and had been since
he had first taken his little one across his lap.
 
He was growing longer and harder as her
little hands stroked up and down his shaft.
 
He smiled, knowing she was delaying the
inevitable, but would offer her no assistance.
 
If she failed in making a proper
penance, then he would not fail to give her a proper punishment.
 
As if she could read his thoughts, she
bent her head forward and opened her mouth.
 
Her sweet tongue flicked out from
between her lips to touch the head of his shaft.
 
He watched as she lapped at his slit and
received his pre-come into her mouth.
 

She moaned softly and swallowed before opening
her mouth wider.
 
She remembered how
he could punish her if she failed to prove her contrition by making the proper
penance.
 
Her recently spanked
bottom clenched, even as she took more of him inside her mouth.
 
She heard him give a soft groan and her
heart beat
more rapidly.
 
She felt his shaft enlarge yet again in
her mouth and move further into her throat.
 
Edward placed one hand at the back of
her head and gave her a gentle push.
 
Louisa gagged, as his length intruded into her throat.
 

Edward didn’t allow her to release him.
 
Instead, he said quietly, “Remember your
training.
 
Learn, little girl.
 
Learn how to please me when making your
penance.”
 
Louisa felt her mind
finally release, and concentrated on pleasing her husband.
 
She struggled to remember what she had
been taught – what her husband demanded of her.
 
Her tongue licked at the underside of
his shaft as she began to suckle.
 
Edward moaned deeply, his wife’s attentions pleasing him greatly.
 
“Good girl, that’s my good girl.
 
Suckle harder, Louisa, draw my cock
deeper into your throat.”
 

Louisa fought against the feeling of panic as
she forced herself to take more of him into her mouth.
 
As he stroked her hair, she felt a surge
of pride at his praise and increased her tongue’s movements.
 
She felt her own stomach tingle and her
sex grow even wetter as she listened to Edward’s breathing begin to
quicken.
 
As he guided her down to
accept even more of him into her small mouth, she fought to obey his wishes as
she took him even deeper.
 
This act,
one he had begun teaching her the very first time he had taken her across his knees
and spanked her, caused submission to flood throughout her entire being.
 
Being on her knees between his strong
legs, her freshly-reddened bottom reminding her of his relentless rules of
consequences for naughty behavior, the feel of the hand holding the back of her
head gently cupping it in place and the incredible fullness of her mouth and
throat allowed Louisa to concentrate on only this one thing.
 
She was making her penance and felt the
need for it deep in her soul.
 
She
didn’t even realize the soft moans she was making as she suckled and worshipped
him with her mouth.

Edward was soon moaning as well and it didn’t
take long before he pressed his hips forward and flooded her mouth with his
semen.
 
Louisa knew better than to
attempt to move away.
 
She had been
blistered several times for such an action and forced to repeat the lesson
until she remembered to remain in position, her lips locked around his shaft
until he released her.
 
She forced
herself to swallow again and again around the invader in her throat until he
was finished.
 
Even as he sighed and
relaxed, her tongue continued to dart all around his softening shaft until she
was positive he was clean.
 
Her lips
continued to suckle until he softly gave her permission to release.
 
She blushed even as she opened her mouth
and pulled back only to cradle him in the palms of her hands.
 
She finally looked up to meet his
eyes.
 
She found herself smiling as
he smiled down at her with approval.
 
“You are learning well, Louisa.
 
You’ve pleased me greatly with your penance.”

“Thank you, Sir,” she said, and then shivered as
he stroked her cheek.
 
She wished he
would take her onto his lap as he usually did after she had been punished.
 
She longed for his arms to surround her
and his lips to kiss her tenderly.
 
She replaced him in his pants and buttoned them closed.
 
He took her arms and gently guided her
to her feet.
 
She held her breath
waiting for him to draw her close.
 
Instead, he guided her towards the high table.
 
She stumbled as they got close and she realized
that it was not a regular table.
 
It
was a changing table, and the top not only held a stack of fluffy nappies,
there were several jars containing items she didn’t want to know about.
 
She saw restraints tucked up under the
padded mat.
 

She didn’t realize she was whimpering until
Edward said, “Don’t fret honey.
 
I’m
not going to diaper you – well, not today.
 
No, I want you to use the chamber pot
while I get your crib ready.”
 
Relieved that she wasn’t to be diapered, Louisa nodded, and though highly
embarrassed, forced herself to squat over the chamber pot.
 
She desperately wished it were hidden
behind a door or at least a screen, but realized she would not be allowed such
privacy.
 
She became more aware of
her complete nudity as she saw her husband standing, fully clothed,
watching
her to see if she would be naughty again.
 
She found she couldn’t look anywhere but
at the floor and breathed a small sigh of relief as she saw her husband move
away from her. Edward had waited until he saw her obey his order, and then
turned to her closet.
 
He chose an
item and then opened a large armoire standing against the wall.
 
Louisa watched as he withdrew something
and placed it in the large crib.
 
He
didn’t explain his actions, simply adjusted the item and then returned to her.