time seemed to drag by until Lucy finally felt the tube being slowly removed.
“ Wonderful, your temperature is normal,” Molly said once more patting Lucy’s rear. When Lucy let out her breath in relief, Molly smiled. “Stay still, I’m going to apply the salve to your bottom and legs. It is helping you heal much faster. You can’t even tell this little bottom got a spanking earlier though you do have some welts from your switching that haven’t disappeared.” Lucy nodded, her eyes eventually drifting closed as her nanny tended to her, her fingers gently applying the soothing salve. Molly gently parted Lucy’s cheeks having seen a small welt when Lucy had spread her own cheeks apart. Lucy gave a soft moan but didn’t complain.
“You were very good, little one,” Molly said as she wiped her hands clean. “I’m so happy that I can tell your Papa that you behaved even though I know you don’t like having your temperature taken in your bottom.” Lucy blushed but nodded. She was also very grateful she had been the good girl she had promised to be. Molly let the salve dry for several minutes before removing the pillow beneath Lucy’s hips and drawing her gown down to cover her nakedness. She pulled the covers up and tucked Lucy into the bed. She bent and kissed Lucy’s cheek.
“Sleep well, little one. Your Papa will join you in a bit.”
“Good night, Miss Molly,” Lucy said sleepily, her doll held tight in her arms again. Molly tucked the pacifier into Lucy’s mouth, ready to scold if Lucy spit it from her mouth. Molly was very pleased to see Lucy’s eyes close, her mouth working the pacifier slowly but steadily, the gentle rocking of the train lulling her into sleep. Bending, Molly kissed her once more before lowering the wick in the lamp leaving the room illuminated by a soft glow. She left the room quietly knowing Bertha would join her after Emmie was put to bed. Molly was excited, and after feeding Cleo, she tidied the room and opened the door when a soft knock sounded. The two nannies were soon talking and knitting, enjoying an hour or so of time to themselves. Bertha continued to give Molly advice and encouragement in her duties as a new nanny as the special women they served slept in their Papa’s beds.
Chapter 6
“I can’t believe that you know Eleanor,” Lucas chuckled as he and Stefan enjoyed a cigar and a glass of brandy in the well-appointed smoking car. “I’ve known her for years and often visited her school but never saw your sweet little Emmaline.”
“Well, since you arrived back in the country only a short time ago, I can understand why,” Stefan said. “ Emmie was betrothed to me when she was but a young girl. I have known her family for years. I decided that when she reached her majority I would place her into Eleanor’s school. She spent six months in training and we wed immediately afterwards. If you’d come home a year earlier, I’m sure you would have seen her among Eleanor’s charges.” Lucas nodded and smiled remembering the many young women Eleanor had trained and placed in marriage with men that would treasure her students as the special women-child brides who craved the submissive lifestyle.
Stefan smiled remembering every detail of his wife’s schooling. “ I’m a man that doesn’t like a lot of fuss and had no desire to spend my time training my child-wife for what I would be expecting. Eleanor did a wonderful job. By the time I wed my Emmie, she had become a very obedient little girl who understood her need for a strict but loving Papa.” He paused to take a sip of his drink. “Granted, Eleanor had to redden her bottom quite often at first as Emmie tended to be slow to abide by all her rules. I must say, I rather looked forward to the weekly reports that Eleanor sent to my home. I could follow every aspect of Emmie’s training without all the work. I would
“ Wonderful, your temperature is normal,” Molly said once more patting Lucy’s rear. When Lucy let out her breath in relief, Molly smiled. “Stay still, I’m going to apply the salve to your bottom and legs. It is helping you heal much faster. You can’t even tell this little bottom got a spanking earlier though you do have some welts from your switching that haven’t disappeared.” Lucy nodded, her eyes eventually drifting closed as her nanny tended to her, her fingers gently applying the soothing salve. Molly gently parted Lucy’s cheeks having seen a small welt when Lucy had spread her own cheeks apart. Lucy gave a soft moan but didn’t complain.
“You were very good, little one,” Molly said as she wiped her hands clean. “I’m so happy that I can tell your Papa that you behaved even though I know you don’t like having your temperature taken in your bottom.” Lucy blushed but nodded. She was also very grateful she had been the good girl she had promised to be. Molly let the salve dry for several minutes before removing the pillow beneath Lucy’s hips and drawing her gown down to cover her nakedness. She pulled the covers up and tucked Lucy into the bed. She bent and kissed Lucy’s cheek.
“Sleep well, little one. Your Papa will join you in a bit.”
“Good night, Miss Molly,” Lucy said sleepily, her doll held tight in her arms again. Molly tucked the pacifier into Lucy’s mouth, ready to scold if Lucy spit it from her mouth. Molly was very pleased to see Lucy’s eyes close, her mouth working the pacifier slowly but steadily, the gentle rocking of the train lulling her into sleep. Bending, Molly kissed her once more before lowering the wick in the lamp leaving the room illuminated by a soft glow. She left the room quietly knowing Bertha would join her after Emmie was put to bed. Molly was excited, and after feeding Cleo, she tidied the room and opened the door when a soft knock sounded. The two nannies were soon talking and knitting, enjoying an hour or so of time to themselves. Bertha continued to give Molly advice and encouragement in her duties as a new nanny as the special women they served slept in their Papa’s beds.
Chapter 6
“I can’t believe that you know Eleanor,” Lucas chuckled as he and Stefan enjoyed a cigar and a glass of brandy in the well-appointed smoking car. “I’ve known her for years and often visited her school but never saw your sweet little Emmaline.”
“Well, since you arrived back in the country only a short time ago, I can understand why,” Stefan said. “ Emmie was betrothed to me when she was but a young girl. I have known her family for years. I decided that when she reached her majority I would place her into Eleanor’s school. She spent six months in training and we wed immediately afterwards. If you’d come home a year earlier, I’m sure you would have seen her among Eleanor’s charges.” Lucas nodded and smiled remembering the many young women Eleanor had trained and placed in marriage with men that would treasure her students as the special women-child brides who craved the submissive lifestyle.
Stefan smiled remembering every detail of his wife’s schooling. “ I’m a man that doesn’t like a lot of fuss and had no desire to spend my time training my child-wife for what I would be expecting. Eleanor did a wonderful job. By the time I wed my Emmie, she had become a very obedient little girl who understood her need for a strict but loving Papa.” He paused to take a sip of his drink. “Granted, Eleanor had to redden her bottom quite often at first as Emmie tended to be slow to abide by all her rules. I must say, I rather looked forward to the weekly reports that Eleanor sent to my home. I could follow every aspect of Emmie’s training without all the work. I would
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