Lucy Surrenders (12 page)

"I ... I was naughty from the moment I saw you today," she said. "I ... I didn't want to wear that dress. I ... I wondered if you ... if you would ... if I
could..." she hesitated, and he quickly stepped into the gap.

"Sweetheart, we have already discussed this. Yes, you were naughty, and yes, I had to give you a paddling. But, Kitten, I told you that you have been forgiven. Tell me, when Edward had to punish you, did you think he no longer loved you?" She blushed but shook her head slowly.

"No ... no ... I ... I know he loves me," she admitted though he could barely hear her words. He smiled and again kissed her forehead.

"Kitten, I promise I love you even more than your guardian. Just because you give me cause to punish you, you will never have cause to doubt my love for you," he said. She dropped her gaze but not before he saw the confusion in her eyes, as well as the flush that colored her cheeks.

He used a finger to lift her chin though she initially resisted the move. Once her eyes again found his, he continued. "Why do you doubt my words, Lucy?" he asked quietly. She had her lower lip between her teeth, a sign that he knew meant she was both confused and worried. He brushed his finger against her lip until she released it. "Tell me, Kitten." Lucy didn't want to voice the question but knew she must.

"You ... you haven't ... haven't take ... taken me as yours," she whispered, and then had to close her
eyes. “I ... I know you don't want to be marr ... married to a naughty girl who only causes you to pun ... punish her. How can you ... you want me like a ... a wife?" Lucas was grateful that he was able to stifle the chuckle he felt. He pulled her closer.

"Oh, Kitten," he said. "I swear to you that I have wanted nothing more than to take you to my bed and make you completely mine." He felt her gasp and then shudder. He again forced her to look at him. "Lucille, I have wanted you every moment since I met you. I have nearly burst with the need to bed you. Don't you know how much you make me desire you?

"She shook her head in confusion. "But ... but how could I know?" she asked, her face again scarlet. Lucas understood that she was a true innocent. He took a deep breath and sighed. Lucy pulled away slightly, but he soon had her held close again. He reached down and unfastened a pin holding the nappy she had forgotten she was wearing. Feeling it loosen, her face again flamed, her heart pounded wondering if he was preparing to punish her for her questions. Lucas didn't allow her to wonder long. He quickly moved his hand until his palm was cupping her sex. She gasped, the touch igniting her body. Lucas felt her moisture pool against his palm.

"Lucy, the reason your pussy grows wet when I touch you is because you body is readying itself to be taken." She stopped breathing at his words, his hand moving down until a
finger slid between her swollen lips. He stroked her several times until she was once more panting, her hands clutching at his arm.

"But ... but ... I ... I get wet ... when ... when you spank ... spank me," she admitted and then moaned as he brushed her clit with the pad of his fingertip. Lucas nodded and removed his hand from her sex. He again forced her eyes to his.

"I know you do, Kitten," he said, and adored the flush that colored her cheeks. "Knowing that your pussy gets wet even when I'm blistering your little bottom tells me that you are the one woman meant to be mine. Though your bottom hurts after I spank you, Kitten, your body is readying itself for what your heart needs," he said, and then bent until his lips were only an inch from her own. "And, what you need, Kitten, is for me to take you." She moaned as he kissed her, her body surging up. Lucas moved his hand to cup her breast, her nipple instantly hardening, its point seeming to attempt to pierce her thin gown in order to feel the true heat of his skin. Lucas gave his own small moan. He released both her breast and her mouth. She was panting, her eyes glazed with her need. He took her hand and slowly brought it down until it was pressed against the length of his erection. Her eyes widened as she realized what she was being made to feel. Lucas' voice was husky; he attempted to control his desire as she pressed her hand against his shaft. "I don't get wet, Kitten," he admitted as he removed his hand from hers. "I get hard. My cock has been hard for you for a very long time." She didn't remove her hand, only pressed it tighter against him. She had never felt a man's cock and was amazed that it felt like a rod of steel rather than flesh. Her eyes lowered to see her hand lightly stroking up and down against the front of his pants. Lucas quickly moved to take her hand away, his own chest heaving. Lucy blushed and felt guilt spread through her.

"I'm ... I'm sorry," she whispered. "I ... I know it's the middle of the day and you ... you
can’t..." Her voice trailed off as his laughter exploded into the room.

"Kitten, a clock does not dictate to a man's cock," he said and loved the look of shock on her face. "I will take you whenever I desire, Kitten, no matter if the day has just dawned or if the sun is high in the sky or if it is dark as pitch. You will be mine whenever, wherever and however, I so wish, just as you vowed this morning." His laughter had ended as his voice deepened with a need she still could barely imagine.

"But ... you ... you are har ... hard now, and I'm ... I'm wet," she said, her heart pounding with the need for him to claim her. Lucas wanted nothing more but knew rules had to be set down and adhered to, despite his reluctance at this moment.

"Kitten, naughty little girls are not allowed pleasure," he said softly, but she didn't doubt a single word. "When I've had cause to punish you, it would negate the lesson if I were also to pleasure you. You will be taught to make a proper penance, and though the act will bring me pleasure, you will receive none until I am sure the lesson has been properly learned. I will often take you after I've punished you, and though your pussy will be dripping with your need, you will be left aching until the lesson is learned. Though, as you noticed, my cock is hard, and it is my right to take you even now, my desire is to wait until I can also allow you to take your first pleasure at my hands." He briefly considered taking this opportunity to put her on her knees to make her penance but also understood that lesson would be confusing since he had not spanked or paddled her. He took another deep breath. "If you are my very good little one and take your nap and, young lady, use your nappy, then you shall discover much more pleasurable lessons tonight." Lucy gasped, his reminder of his expectations of her using her nappy causing her body to clench. Lucas saw her shame and again cupped her breast, his thumb rubbing across her taut nipple. "Be my good girl, Kitten," he said. "Be a good girl and do what you must, for I fear both
of us will explode if you choose to disobey me and earn a punishment instead of the pleasure I desire to teach you." His look, his touch on her breast and his words caused her to nod her head. She couldn't voice the words, her shame too intense, but Lucas allowed her silent acceptance. He kissed her again and then moved off the bed. He once more laid her on the mat and made a point of tightly refastening her nappy. She watched as he left her side and returned with a glass of water he had poured from the pitcher. He didn't speak as he helped her to sit and handed the glass to her. She knew the offering was to help her in fulfilling his expectations, and though she blushed, she dutifully finished the entire glass. Lucas took it from her, placing it on the table before turning her onto her side. He patted her diapered bottom to drive his request home. He watched as she once more hugged her doll, her knees drawn up to her chest. He made a note of another item he would immediately purchase when he saw her free hand drifting to her mouth.

"Sleep well, Kitten," he said as he again tucked the covers in around her. This time when he told her he loved her, he heard her answer.

"I love you, Papa."

Lucy couldn't hide her joy as Edward lifted his glass in a toast.  She lifted her own glass of champagne that she had been allowed upon this occasion.

"I wish you nothing but happiness," Edward said, and then grinned.  "I trust you will learn to be the good little girl I know is inside you somewhere."  Lucas chuckled, and even Louisa giggled, knowing how often her twin managed to find trouble.  Lucy blushed but took a sip of the sweet drink and found herself hoping the same.

She had fallen asleep almost before Lucas left her room.  She was exhausted by the events of the day, her body falling quickly into slumber, though her mind was filled with questions.  She was awakened briefly when her bladder announced its need and fought against the pressure until she realized that, by doing so, she was again choosing to be naughty.  Though she allowed herself to cry with the shame of the act, she did as she was told and wet her nappy.  Falling back asleep had surprised her, and though she felt intense shame when Mrs. Bremmer entered the room to awaken her, the housekeeper hadn't so much as mentioned the fact that the
freshly wed woman needed to be changed like an infant.  Anna had simply removed the soiled nappy and quickly bathed Lucy before dressing her once more in childish clothing.  Lucy understood how Louisa must feel every afternoon but also realized that being forced to nap while wearing and using a nappy served as a great reminder of how submissive they were to be to their Papas, who also were their husbands.  Nevertheless, she was incredibly grateful when she stepped into a pair of lacy, girlish drawers instead of having another nappy pinned around her bottom.  She had prayed Lucas would not mention his request in the presence of anyone and only relaxed when he simply entered her room and gathered her into his arms when he saw Mrs. Bremmer give him a nod.  He bent his head to whisper in her ear.

"That's my very, very good little girl," he said, and then kissed her, once more igniting her desire.  He had taken her hand and led her downstairs.  The household had evidently been busy as the air was full of delicious aromas from whatever was cooking.  Flowers filled various vases, their aroma adding to the sweetness in the air.  Lucas had not left her side since she had been led into the parlor.

"You are a lovely bride," Eleanor said and meant each word.  Lucy's face shone with her joy, her eyes sparkling with both happiness and a glimmer of expectation.  Lucas looked as proud as a peacock.  Eleanor had not been truly surprised when he had appeared on her doorstep a few hours earlier.  She had congratulated him and then spent a couple of hours packing various items into a trunk for his trip back to his Hunter's Ridge.  She had promised to procure the additional clothing he requested and have them sent to Wintercrest.  She smiled, knowing he would also find use of all the special items she had included and hoped to hear tales of how well Lucy accepted her dual roles.

"Thank you, Miss Summers," Lucy said, blushing at the compliment.  She was wearing a pale pink dress, her hair hanging loose down her back.  Louisa was dressed almost identically, though her dress was blue.  Lucy had also thanked Lord Eddington when he had kissed her and actually patted her bottom.  She had tried not to show any indication that her bottom was still tender, but wondered if the man had somehow known about her spanking.  His wife had hugged her as well and wished her happiness.  Mrs. Bremmer appeared to announce that dinner was ready, and the group walked to the dining room.

"Oh, it's beautiful," Lucy gasped, seeing the table.  Dozens of candles had been lit to illuminate the table with a soft glow.  Flowers again spilled from vases, and platters of delicious food covered the length of the table.  They all took their seats, and glasses were being refilled with either champagne or wine.  Lucy discovered her own flute had been removed, her usual glass of milk at her place.  She blushed at the acknowledgement that, even as the bride, she was still treated as a child.  She was determined not to cause anything to mar the evening.  Lucas' promise of lessons still to come helped her to be his good girl.  She accepted her plate's being filled for her and sat quietly while the others were served.  Conversation flowed around her, and she occasionally answered a question when one was posed to her.  She often looked to her husband to find his eyes always meeting hers.  She flushed as she thought of what the conclusion of the day would bring.  She saw Miss Summers smiling at her and quickly dropped her eyes.  Edward thought his ward looked charming and was proud of her behavior.  She had evidently taken her first lesson at Lucas' hand to heart.  She was demure and polite, her face flushed, exactly as a virginal bride was expected to be.

Molly brought in a huge tray that held a large cake.  Lucy smiled and accepted the first slice.  By the time the meal was concluded, the cook was called into the room, and enthusiastic thanks for the delicious wedding feast were given by everyone.  She gave Lucy a hug and added her wishes to the others.  The men stood and helped the women from their chairs.  Lucy saw her guardian accept something from Mrs. Bremmer and watched as he gestured to Louisa.  Her sister went to her husband, and Lucy's mouth dropped open when she saw Louisa open her mouth wide to accept what appeared to be a huge baby's pacifier into her mouth.  Edward buckled the object around his wife's head and patted her bottom.

"My little one is having a lesson on bridling her tongue," Edward explained, and the men nodded as if understanding the need.  Lucy looked to see Lucas watching her, and she blushed hotly.  Lord Eddington followed Edward into the parlor to enjoy an after dinner drink and a cigar.  Lucy realized that, though her sister must be very embarrassed at being effectively gagged, she was accepting her husband's punishment with quiet dignity.  Louisa and Lady Eddington went to the library, where they were soon laying out a game to play.  Lucy walked to join them but found her hand being taken by Miss Summers.