Louisa Revealed by Maggie Ryan Page B

  For that she received
a quick swat and felt her hand forcibly removed from her bottom.   “None of that now Missy; you keep your
hands off your bottom and in front of you gripping the desk.   Do it now or do you need a spanking first?”  
    Lucy sobbed and heard herself begging, “Please… oh, please no.   Please, I’ll… I’ll die!”   Mrs. Bremmer shook her head as if exasperated.   “Nonsense.   There isn’t a soul alive that doesn’t
think they will die under the birch, but I assure you that you shall live.   Now, make your request to his Lordship,
and I suggest you do so quickly and properly unless you’d like to learn how it
feels to undergo the birch two days in a row.”  
    Lucy laid her head down on the desk and found
her sister watching her.   Louisa’s
eyes were glistening with tears but she gave Lucy a small nod of
encouragement.   Lucy desperately
wished she could grip her sister’s hand as they had during the awful caning but
found herself gripping the desk edge as ordered.   She moaned as she saw Edward move to
position himself behind her.   She
closed her eyes against the humiliation of her position even as he ordered,
    “Lucille, spread your legs wide.   Your heels are to be turned out.”   She sobbed and forced herself to open
her legs a few inches.   “I’m not
telling you again, young lady.   You
witnessed the proper position, and now you are required to offer yourself to
your discipline.   Do it now
Lucille.”   This was a hundredfold
worse than being bent for the cane earlier.   The room seemed thick with tension, and
Lucy felt things she had never before experienced.   Her heart was racing in her chest, her
face hot with the shame of all that was happening.   She had just seen her twin, a copy of
herself, open her legs and her sex to the room, her bottom willingly lifted for
the cruelty of the birch rod and then… then heard that same punished sister
actually thank her husband for the lesson.   Lucy had never been more confused in her life, and certainly never
before as terrified at what was about to happen to her.   She began to cry harder but when she
felt his hand touch her inner thigh to pull her legs apart, she quickly spread
her legs wide in order to have the hand removed.   “That’s better.   Now, heels turned out and ask for your
chastisement.”  
    Lucy heard herself speak as she tried to
remember the words her sister had uttered.   “Oh please Sir, I’m so sorry… please, I don’t think I can do this.   I beg you, please spare me this
shame.”  
    “I will not tell you again, young lady.   Look deep inside yourself, Lucy and I
know you will find you not only deserve this shame and the pain that you will
feel; but that you need it to be able to forgive yourself.”   Lucy’s eyes were clenched shut as she
broke into huge sobs. Mrs. Bremmer shook her head in displeasure, but Edward
simply waited; the birch still at his side.  
    In just a few moments, he heard, “I’m… I’m sorry
I was… was disobedient.   Please… please
bir… birch me.”   She sobbed and
tensed for the first stroke.  
    It didn’t arrive, and she heard him speak, “That
is incorrect Lucille.   You must
apologize for being naughty and ask for ‘your’ birching.   After all, you are requesting my
attention to your bottom, and need to make your desire for correction
clear.   You must also rise up on
your tiptoes and lift your bottom for me.   The lesson will only be effective if you properly submit to your
punishment.”  
    She was more mortified than she had ever been in
her life.   Baring her bottom for the
caning this morning seemed like nothing when faced with not only opening her body
to this man but to actually be forced to ask for correction, and a birching at
that!   She had seen Louisa’s
position, and blushed even more hotly remembering all she had been able to see
of her sister’s charms.   She knew he
could easily see every square