Lord Edward's Law (Women of Wintercrest) Read Free Page A

her knees, her bottom aching and her mouth busy suckling while she made her penance. 
    Edward sighed heavily and, without a word, flipped his little girl onto her back.  Louisa was grateful that the housekeeper was not in sight even as Edward unpinned the cloth and pulled the bone dry fabric from beneath his wife’s bottom.
    “I see you chose to be a naughty girl,” he said as he dropped the nappy onto the floor and then stripped her of her short nightshirt.  Louisa had no answer.  She had been given an order and had failed to obey it.  She might have been allowed to act as Lady Wintercrest for several weeks , but it was quickly becoming obvious that was no longer the case.  Edward picked up his naked wife and carried her to the ottoman.  He set her down on her feet.
    “L ie down on your tummy across the ottoman, Louisa.”  She very reluctantly did so as she watched her husband stride to the cabinet, open it and remove the long, thin leather strap.  As he turned back to her and doubled the leather in his hand, she broke.
    “Please no , Papa!  Please don’t strap me!  I’m sorry…I…I just couldn’t do it…please!”
    “Oh, you can and, believe me , Louisa Michelle Wintercrest, you will!  If you need a well- strapped bottom before you obey your Papa, then you shall have one.  Now, up onto your hands and knees, lower your shoulders and cheek to the ottoman and stick that naughty, dry bottom well up.  Ask for your strapping like a good girl.”  Louisa began sobbing even as she forced herself into the position he required.  Once her bottom was high in the air, she felt him place his hand at the small of her back.  “Don’t make me wait, Louisa, as your strapping will be much longer if you do.” 
    Sobbing, not truly understanding why this man required this of her, she nevertheless heard herself saying, “I’m sorry, Papa. I’m…I’m sorry I didn’t…didn’t obey you. Please…please, may I have my strap..strapping?”  Edward smiled and allowed the leather to lie against her upturned bottom.  He saw her flinch but she didn’t dare try to lower herself. 
    “If you fail in your diaper duties again, little lady, it will not be the strap the next time.  I will use the cane against your little bottom, and then you shall learn what penance is required for the use of such a severe instrument.” 
    Louisa felt her heart stutter at his calm warning.  She instinctively knew that the penance she normally performed was not t he one of which he was speaking.  She knew she never wanted to discover what he would expect of her if he ever had cause to give her a caning.  She found herself lifting her bottom even higher and saying, “Yes sir, Papa.  I’m…I’m sorry.” Edward lifted the strap and she shrieked as it connected with her bottom.  The blow almost forced her to flatten against the ottoman but she pushed her bottom back into the air.  The act was repeated again and again until ten welts marked her skin, each slightly below the previous one.  She was twisting and turning, attempting to avoid the blows, but Edward kept his hand at her back, his aim never once off its target.  Two additional strokes were given directly on the most tender area where her bottom met her thighs, and she screamed loudest at these.  She continued to cry and then flushed hotly as she felt his fingers slide between her spread legs.  She knew exactly what he would discover in her secret place.  Her body had betrayed her again, her moisture flooding her sex even as her bottom received stroke after stroke of the strap.  Edward smiled as his fingers became slick with her cream. He chuckled a bit enjoying the look of her body flushing with the rosy color of her embarrassment.  Her little bottom was well striped and hot.  She looked exactly as a very naughty little girl should.  He removed his fingers from her after giving her little nub just the barest flick.  He adored the small but soulful moan his