Louisa Revealed by Maggie Ryan Read Free Book Online Page B

and her mind was racing with what all this could possibly mean.   “Please Edward… what… ”   She cried out loudly as his hand
connected with her bottom.   Even
through her clothing, she felt the burn as he landed several swats.   He had one hand on her arm and even as
she began to twist and turn, trying to avoid the horrible hand, he continued to
spank her until her feet were dancing in place.  
    After he felt he’d gotten her attention, Edward
used his free hand to raise her chin, forcing her tearstained face to his.   “I will not tolerate your disobedience
any longer.   You are mine and you
will do as you are told – immediately when you are told.   Now, remove your clothing!”   Louisa was sobbing as he released both
her chin and her arm.   She continued
to cry as he stood still, watching as she lifted her hands and slowly tugged
the hem of her blouse from the waistband of her heavy uniform skirt.   He could see her fingers tremble as she
worked on the tiny buttons on the cuffs of her blouse.   She unbuttoned her skirt and pushed it
down to the floor and stepped out of it.   He watched as she untied her petticoat and watched as it joined the
skirt on the floor.   He twirled his
finger in the air, indicating that she was to turn around.   She did, and felt his fingers working on
the row of tiny buttons at the back of her blouse.   When the last had been unfastened, he
pushed it open.   She shivered as she
pulled it down her arms and then worked her wrists out of the cuffs.   The blouse joined the other discarded
clothing.   She stood; her arms
aching to wrap themselves around her waist as she shivered dressed in only her
corset, chemise, stockings, boots and bloomers.  
    Edward chuckled and said, “Everything
Louisa.   You won’t be needing
clothing for a while, and certainly shall never wear this uniform again.”   Louisa’s eyes clenched tight as she felt
his hands began to work on the laces of her corset.   She could feel the warmth of his skin as
he ran his hand over the mound of her bottom, and couldn’t contain a wince as
he traced a wheal placed there by the cane.   “Tell me young lady, were you wet when
you were caned?”  
    Louisa was shocked by the question, and her mind
whirled, trying to wrap itself around the unexpectedness of it.   She felt her face burn hotly.   She heard him chuckle even as his hand
slipped between her legs to cup her sex through her bloomers.   She struggled internally, but as his
hand continued to make its presence known, she couldn’t contain a small moan as he pressed harder up against her.
    “Were you wet, Louisa?”  
    She shook her head, her shame at the question
belying her body’s response.   He
chuckled again and removed his hand.   She shook as he finished unlacing her corset and removed it.   He was quick to remove her chemise,
until she was almost nude.  
    He saw her hands lift to flutter over her
breasts and he warned, “No!   Keep
your hands down Louisa.   You know
better now don’t you?”  
    She nodded again and then yelped as she felt his
hand slap hard against her right buttock.
    “You also know to properly answer me, little lady.”   He spanked her hard again until she went
up onto her toes in an attempt to distance her bottom from his hand.  
    “I’m sorry, Sir!” she cried as his hand
connected once again.  
    Edward gave her a final swat before reaching to
untie her bloomers.   He watched her
face as he very slowly, very deliberately pushed them down her legs, until they
settled at her ankles.   He adored
watching her emotions, her shame flood her face, as she was stripped nude
before him.   He also saw her nipples
tighten and her breasts flush a pretty pink color, and knew he would find her
wet between her legs.   His thought
reminded him of his earlier question and the fact it had gone unanswered,
    “I asked if you were wet during your caning,
Louisa.   Answer me.”   She moaned and her eyes