along with him.
When she did not cooperate, he grabbed her by the hips and sat himself down on the doctor's chair, bringing her across his knee. "Perhaps a reminder of what will happen if you do not listen is needed." Charley lifted the hem of her gown and pulled down her bloomers in one swift motion. He may have wanted to take his time, savor the experience of revealing her naked body to him, but his desires would have to wait. She needed a heavy dose of discipline if she was not going to listen to the doctor or to him.
"Fine, I will get undressed," she said, trying to slip from his firm grasp. His hand came down, landing on her plush bottom, leaving an imprint on her once porcelain skin. Charley's palm splotched her bum as he peppered her backside repeatedly.
"No. You will receive your punishment, then you will undress." He was not letting her get away with this newfound attitude. Though, in truth, he had been witness to it just the other day when she had received a heavy dose of discipline in the playroom from her nanny. Perhaps she enjoyed the additional attention. Had that been her plan again today?
"Please, no more!" Whimpering and whining did not please Charley. He did not enjoy hearing the sounds of a young woman cry, but he also knew a firm hand would teach her well in the long run, and this was the way of their future dynamic. He did not wish to disrupt the discipline and have her learn nothing because her tears had forced his own heart to ache. He knew she would lose respect for him if he allowed her to have the control to dictate such things.
Smack.
His firm hand landed squarely across her bottom, over and over again, forcing her hips to jump with each spank.
She writhed in his grasp, trying to break free. "Papa, please."
Her soft sobs made his stomach knot. He did not wish to be the cause of her pain, but he knew that discipline was important, especially when she would not respect the authority of her papa and the physician at Ashby.
"You will undress, and I do not expect another outburst, or I will ask Nanny Agnes to bring the paddle."
Eliza's eyes widened and she gasped. "Please, do not. I will behave, Papa. I promise."
He loosened his grip around her hips and gently placed her feet back upon the floor.
"Will you help me with the ribbons on my gown?" she asked. "I cannot undress myself."
Quietly he loosened the ties binding the dress tight against her breasts. His cock stirred in his trousers once again while she lifted her arms into the air, waiting for him to remove the dress. Lifting the hem, he pulled the soft material up and over her head, revealing a thin cotton undergarment that clung to her curves. "This comes off too," he said, hoping she would not put up another fight.
Her hands reached down, pulling at the cotton, lifting it up and off herself before she stood in front of him with not even so much as a strip of fabric covering her intimate areas.
His eyes shone as he took in the exquisite sight of her beauty. Eliza's breasts were round and pert with her nipples hardening at the tips. He could not stop himself from letting his eyes glance down at her womanly curves and to the juncture of her hairless quim. Charley desired to separate her folds and taste the sweet nectar that dripped from her cunny.
Instead he cleared his throat, knowing the doctor would be back soon. Turning toward the exam table, he reached for the scratchy gray gown and guided her arms through it, leaving the back open. "Climb up like a good little girl," he said.
Wordlessly, Eliza did as instructed, the gown forcing her face to scrunch up.
"What is it?" Charley asked, sensing her discomfort.
"I do not like the gown. It itches terribly."
The doctor knocked on the door before stepping back into the room. "How are you, Eliza?" he asked, again. "Are you enjoying your stay at Ashby?" He removed his stethoscope from the leather bag and placed it around his neck.
"I do not mind the chateau, but I wish I did not have to
When she did not cooperate, he grabbed her by the hips and sat himself down on the doctor's chair, bringing her across his knee. "Perhaps a reminder of what will happen if you do not listen is needed." Charley lifted the hem of her gown and pulled down her bloomers in one swift motion. He may have wanted to take his time, savor the experience of revealing her naked body to him, but his desires would have to wait. She needed a heavy dose of discipline if she was not going to listen to the doctor or to him.
"Fine, I will get undressed," she said, trying to slip from his firm grasp. His hand came down, landing on her plush bottom, leaving an imprint on her once porcelain skin. Charley's palm splotched her bum as he peppered her backside repeatedly.
"No. You will receive your punishment, then you will undress." He was not letting her get away with this newfound attitude. Though, in truth, he had been witness to it just the other day when she had received a heavy dose of discipline in the playroom from her nanny. Perhaps she enjoyed the additional attention. Had that been her plan again today?
"Please, no more!" Whimpering and whining did not please Charley. He did not enjoy hearing the sounds of a young woman cry, but he also knew a firm hand would teach her well in the long run, and this was the way of their future dynamic. He did not wish to disrupt the discipline and have her learn nothing because her tears had forced his own heart to ache. He knew she would lose respect for him if he allowed her to have the control to dictate such things.
Smack.
His firm hand landed squarely across her bottom, over and over again, forcing her hips to jump with each spank.
She writhed in his grasp, trying to break free. "Papa, please."
Her soft sobs made his stomach knot. He did not wish to be the cause of her pain, but he knew that discipline was important, especially when she would not respect the authority of her papa and the physician at Ashby.
"You will undress, and I do not expect another outburst, or I will ask Nanny Agnes to bring the paddle."
Eliza's eyes widened and she gasped. "Please, do not. I will behave, Papa. I promise."
He loosened his grip around her hips and gently placed her feet back upon the floor.
"Will you help me with the ribbons on my gown?" she asked. "I cannot undress myself."
Quietly he loosened the ties binding the dress tight against her breasts. His cock stirred in his trousers once again while she lifted her arms into the air, waiting for him to remove the dress. Lifting the hem, he pulled the soft material up and over her head, revealing a thin cotton undergarment that clung to her curves. "This comes off too," he said, hoping she would not put up another fight.
Her hands reached down, pulling at the cotton, lifting it up and off herself before she stood in front of him with not even so much as a strip of fabric covering her intimate areas.
His eyes shone as he took in the exquisite sight of her beauty. Eliza's breasts were round and pert with her nipples hardening at the tips. He could not stop himself from letting his eyes glance down at her womanly curves and to the juncture of her hairless quim. Charley desired to separate her folds and taste the sweet nectar that dripped from her cunny.
Instead he cleared his throat, knowing the doctor would be back soon. Turning toward the exam table, he reached for the scratchy gray gown and guided her arms through it, leaving the back open. "Climb up like a good little girl," he said.
Wordlessly, Eliza did as instructed, the gown forcing her face to scrunch up.
"What is it?" Charley asked, sensing her discomfort.
"I do not like the gown. It itches terribly."
The doctor knocked on the door before stepping back into the room. "How are you, Eliza?" he asked, again. "Are you enjoying your stay at Ashby?" He removed his stethoscope from the leather bag and placed it around his neck.
"I do not mind the chateau, but I wish I did not have to
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