visit once a month and it was always quite entertaining having my little girl confess all her transgressions knowing she would end the visit over my lap, dress well up, drawers down and getting her little bottom blistered. It really is quite fascinating how Eleanor seems to be able to teach these special women how to bend but not break. I might not enjoy a lot of fuss but I most certainly enjoy occasionally having to tame Emmie’s wild spirit.” Lucas smiled though he was finding the training of his own special little one under his tutelage immensely satisfying and couldn’t imagine missing a single moment or allowing another to teach his bride.
“I suppose the world isn’t as large as one tends to believe,” Lucas stated. “Imagine, we meet on this train, the very first train trip either of our girls have enjoyed, you not only know Eleanor, you sent your Emmie to her and we discover your home is but a short distance from Hunter’s Ridge.” Stefan laughed and the men talked for another hour about various subjects. They played a few hands of cards with another few gentlemen but when asked if they would like another drink, they both declined. Stefan chuckled and informed the men that Lucas was a newlywed. Though most of the men gave Lucas knowing smiles, one gentleman simply snorted.
“Better bed her while you can, young man,” the man said, “Too soon she will no longer be your blushing bride eager for your embraces. They all start out pretending great love and if not exactly willing to allow you into their bed, they don’t attempt to deny you your husbandly rights. I tell you, it won’t last long. Before you know it, she will plead headaches or fatigue and you’ll be lucky to climb on top of her once a month after she births your first child.” Stefan and Lucas smiled, both knowing that was exactly why they had desired to find the special women who truly lived to submit and obey. Both men had seen many marriages become cold, each couple drawing away from their spouse; the men to take mistresses to satisfy their lust, the women willing to look the other way, contenting themselves with running a household, gossiping with other women such as themselves or raising children. Though both men knew that their wives’ roles would change again if and when they were blessed with children, both also knew that behind the closed door of their bedchamber, they would remain little ones to their Papas for the rest of their lives subject to the same submission and obedience their roles demanded today, both eager for their husbands embraces. Until then, each intended to enjoy their special little ladies immensely. As Lucas and Stefan left the smoking car, they both knew that they had their precious brides snuggled into their beds and cherished them all the more for their submission and absolute love.
The men parted as each sought their own chambers. Lucas saw his bride sleeping, her lips slightly parted, the pacifier she had been obviously suckling now lying on the pillow beside her, having fallen from her sweet lips. Lucas smiled knowing the pacifier served many purposes. Introducing it as an object from which his little one could draw comfort allowed Lucy to become used to having something large filling her mouth. As she would be put down to nap and sleep with it every day, her jaws would grow stronger which would allow her to offer her mouth for her husband’s pleasure for a longer time without tiring. The infantile object made a wonderful gag as well. There was a strap that could be threaded through the ring of the pacifier and fastened at the back of Lucy’s head which would make sure it remained deep in her mouth, rendering even her loudest cries or pleas for mercy muffled and incoherent if she ever needed her bottom thrashed without drawing unwanted attention. While Lucas would never care if members of his family, staff, or his closest friends bore witness to Lucy’s
“I suppose the world isn’t as large as one tends to believe,” Lucas stated. “Imagine, we meet on this train, the very first train trip either of our girls have enjoyed, you not only know Eleanor, you sent your Emmie to her and we discover your home is but a short distance from Hunter’s Ridge.” Stefan laughed and the men talked for another hour about various subjects. They played a few hands of cards with another few gentlemen but when asked if they would like another drink, they both declined. Stefan chuckled and informed the men that Lucas was a newlywed. Though most of the men gave Lucas knowing smiles, one gentleman simply snorted.
“Better bed her while you can, young man,” the man said, “Too soon she will no longer be your blushing bride eager for your embraces. They all start out pretending great love and if not exactly willing to allow you into their bed, they don’t attempt to deny you your husbandly rights. I tell you, it won’t last long. Before you know it, she will plead headaches or fatigue and you’ll be lucky to climb on top of her once a month after she births your first child.” Stefan and Lucas smiled, both knowing that was exactly why they had desired to find the special women who truly lived to submit and obey. Both men had seen many marriages become cold, each couple drawing away from their spouse; the men to take mistresses to satisfy their lust, the women willing to look the other way, contenting themselves with running a household, gossiping with other women such as themselves or raising children. Though both men knew that their wives’ roles would change again if and when they were blessed with children, both also knew that behind the closed door of their bedchamber, they would remain little ones to their Papas for the rest of their lives subject to the same submission and obedience their roles demanded today, both eager for their husbands embraces. Until then, each intended to enjoy their special little ladies immensely. As Lucas and Stefan left the smoking car, they both knew that they had their precious brides snuggled into their beds and cherished them all the more for their submission and absolute love.
The men parted as each sought their own chambers. Lucas saw his bride sleeping, her lips slightly parted, the pacifier she had been obviously suckling now lying on the pillow beside her, having fallen from her sweet lips. Lucas smiled knowing the pacifier served many purposes. Introducing it as an object from which his little one could draw comfort allowed Lucy to become used to having something large filling her mouth. As she would be put down to nap and sleep with it every day, her jaws would grow stronger which would allow her to offer her mouth for her husband’s pleasure for a longer time without tiring. The infantile object made a wonderful gag as well. There was a strap that could be threaded through the ring of the pacifier and fastened at the back of Lucy’s head which would make sure it remained deep in her mouth, rendering even her loudest cries or pleas for mercy muffled and incoherent if she ever needed her bottom thrashed without drawing unwanted attention. While Lucas would never care if members of his family, staff, or his closest friends bore witness to Lucy’s
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