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  “Ow, ow, ow,” she cried, no longer convincing anyone that she wasn’t exactly where she wanted to be. After a while, the look on her face told the story in full, and Glen increased the intensity and Lacy took flight on her own chemistry. She no longer made any sounds other than contented moans.

  “If you will excuse us,” Glen finally said, and the group smiled at him and left. Alone, at last, Glen wasn’t going to miss this opportunity to seal his fate with his lady. He went back behind her and pulled down those knickers, bringing a more emphatic moan from her lips. He teased her from behind, “Your pleasure pot is overflowing with honey, my love.”

  Her moans were deeper now, and she arched her back to take in more of him. He massaged her from the inside, enjoying the pressure of her pleasure, as she had not one but two climaxes.

  Soon he was close to his finish, and he wanted to make sure she had at least one more orgasm. He pulled back and rammed into her, hard, bringing a grunt from her lips, and the plea to, “Do it again!” He smiled behind her, and happily complied, sending them both over the edge.

  *****

  The King and Queen and the bride and groom needed time to change into their other clothes. Robert went looking for them while Rose went to her room to get ready for the banquet.

  Glen released Lacy from the stocks and carried her to the couch in the sitting room outside the cell. He sat and held her for a long time while she floated on the effects of his treatment. He had never seen anyone in this state, but Robert had warned him to take special care of her in this condition. “When a person is floating like that, they are in no condition to be left alone,” he had said. Clearly, it was true, because she could barely stand when he released her.

  Glen was speaking softly to her, asking if she as all right, when Robert found them.

  “How did it go?”

  “I think I scared her,” he said. Then he looked up with wonderment on his face and said, “She initiated the fight the second time!”

  Robert grinned, “Yes, I saw that. She took you by surprise for a minute, didn’t she?”

  “She sure did,” Glen grinned back, “and I guess she thought I never did get it, because when I put her in the stocks, she honestly looked scared!”

  Lacy was smiling at the conversation, though not yet ready to add anything. She had never been so very content in her life, and being discussed in this manner was merely interesting.

  “Are you OK, now, Lacy? We really need to go get dressed, and woman,” he said with a big grin, “you need a shower! You stink of beer!”

  “Whatever you say – my knight in shining armor!”

  *****

  Since Lacy’s costume was utterly ruined during their play, Stephanie had to quickly come up with another dress for the banquet. There were plenty more costumes, but fitting her plumper figure was a bit of a challenge. She settled on one of the velvet over dresses that laced up the sides. With a fresh chemise and bloomers and a navy blue over dress, a freshly showered Lacy looked the part, once again, of the visiting Princess. “With the higher bodice holding you flatter, I think you look even prettier in this dress!”

  Lacy grinned at Stephanie, smiling, nodding, and positively glowing!

  Musketeer Drew came to collect and escort the Princess to the banquet hall. He handed her to her intended, Sir Glen, and the couple was seated. The King and Queen were already present, as were all of the couple’s personal friends. Drew was seated with Madeline and Gina.

  Huge platters of food were brought to the table and the ale and wine flowed freely. Jesters from the Renaissance Troop entertained throughout the evening. Princess Lucia was smiling throughout the entire meal. Glen saw a whole new side to the woman he loved, and it was going to be an exciting venture!

  He didn’t want to spoil such a wonderful evening by picking that third fight. There was no hurry, though. That could be handled later.

  When the food was cleared, the musicians played dance music and the jesters instructed the guests on how the steps were done. Most were clumsy, but good sports and the dancing was great fun. Mostly they did simple dances that required no real skill or practice where any number of people could dance in circles and lines. Part of the troop demonstrated the more complex dances with four people and choreographed to perfection.

  By the end of the evening, everyone was exhausted and the bride and groom to be were exhilarated! They even tried the complex dance steps!

  They were at the door saying goodnight to all their friends, the last of them having left, when Lacy remarked to Glen that one of his friends seemed out of place.

  “What do you mean?”

  “Well, he didn’t know what to do with his hands when we danced.”

  Glen was searching her face for a clue, but he didn’t remember her dancing with his friend at all!

  “I think he had too much to drink,” she offered.

  Not sure why she would pick apart a friend, Glen remembered his attack on her brother. Not inclined to fight with her over someone else, he answered, “I think you had too much to drink!”

  Then he saw it - that glimmer of triumph - she was playing! “Really, sir, how dare you!”

  Glen answered in a voice so low she barely heard him, “You will see how I dare!” Bidding goodnight and bowing courteously to the King and Queen, they made their way to the bedchamber without another word.

  Once inside, Glen took his dame in hand and kissed her passionately. He told her to strip while her knees threatened to fail her and had to help her out of the dress. Then he took her over his knee and spanked her bare bottom with his hand. Being new at this, he hardly spanked her hard enough to affect her the way she hoped, so she sassed him some more. “How dare you spank me?” she said, trying to sound indignant.

  Glen surprised her again, this time by not taking the bait. “This afternoon you called me Master. Tonight you show me no respect. Your punishment is that you will sleep on the floor until you learn your place, Missy!”

  “But, Glen! I thought you knew we were playing!”

  Silently Glen readied himself for bed and threw a pillow on the floor for his wife to be.

  She was so overjoyed at the afternoon’s events and the evening, too, and now she worried she overplayed her part. Lacy was on the verge of tears and Glen felt like a heel.

  He rolled over in the bed and looked at her standing there. “Perhaps, just perhaps, if my lady were truly sorry and willing to please her Master, she could think of something…”

  Lacy flew at him. “Yes Master! Anything my Master wants – command me, Master!”

  *****

  Morning came early, and the couple slept very little. Glen learned that spanking requires a much firmer hand. He was amazed at how hard he had to spank her to bring the desired effect! He was thrilled, too, that she really meant it when she said she would do anything for her Master.

  The ladies-in-waiting were there early to tend to the Princess and the Queen. Rose asked if Stephanie had been able to make the hat she’d asked for. She’d done a green top hat with a veil to match a hunter green velvet dress with white chemise. “I sent them to Joan’s room as you requested.” They both hoped she would join the wedding ceremony. “I also made what’s called a horned headdress in eggplant to match your gown. It has gold trim and a veil. For the bride, I made a wreath of wildflowers with streaming ribbons.”

  Downstairs, everyone was busy. Breakfast trays were sent up to the rooms for the bridal party. Everyone was bustling about with much to do.

  Their minister dressed as the Bishop was standing at the front of the room next to Sir Glen. The two ladies-in-waiting came next and stepped to the side. Finally, Musketeer Drew escorted Princess Lucia down the aisle. It was a beautiful sight, and the ‘Bishop’ did a wonderful job in his speech to the couple, advising that, “above all, love and respect will see you both through whatever comes along. I now pronounce you Knight and Lady – and man and wife, for the legal stuff! You may now kiss the bride!”


  They didn’t need to be told twice. The couple posed for a few pictures taken by their friends, then left the Throne room for the lawn where more pictures were taken. The wedding feast took place back in the banquet hall, and many toasts were made for the happy couple.

  Chapter 19

  After everyone left and the troop had packed all their gear, Rose collapsed into the chair next to Robert’s desk. A single glance told her she’d forgotten herself. “I’m sorry, Master, that wasn’t very ladylike, was it?”

  “No, my dear.”

  “I am more tired than I expected. Did you see Joan came to the wedding?”

  “I did. It was good of you to draw her out. She is healing well, isn’t she?”

  “Her body is healing, but she’s still a scared rabbit. Those scars will take a lot longer, I think.”

  “Her escort will be here in a few days to take her to her new home. She has her papers and she understands what comes next.”

  “I know,” Rose answered. “She told me you talked about her getting her strength back both mentally as well as physically. She’s truly grateful that you took her in, sir.”

  Robert nodded, and Rose got up to leave. “Are you going somewhere?”

  “I think I am disturbing you, sir.”

  Robert turned toward her and said, “Never.” He smiled and put his arms out to her and slid her onto his lap. “You make me proud, Rose. You have taken this business to a new level with this wedding!”

  “I’ll second that,” Drew said as he entered the room. “By the way, the Renaissance Troop is hoping to come back next year!”

  Rose felt herself blushing at the compliments, but she couldn’t be more pleased. She looked into the face she had grown to love so much and saw that Master Robert was also tired. She stroked his brow for a moment and smiled.

  “There are a few things I need to tell you, Rose. The first is that you no longer need to work.” He watched the confusion hit her. “Your bank accounts are back in your own name. That’s why I had you sign a Power of Attorney – I found several accounts that your sister had in your old name.”

  “At the rate she bought things, I doubted that she had saved anything. Thank you for fixing that, sir.” Delighted, of course, she felt strangely sad at the idea of leaving the manor.

  Master Robert watched intently for any tell-tale signs and continued, “So, should I tear up your contract, my dear?” She looked lost in thought. “There’s something else I should tell you.”

  “Yes, Master?”

  “I’ve spent some time in the past few days while you were busy putting this gala together training Gina with the whips.” Again he waited, this time she reacted.

  “Really, Sir?” Her demeanor told him she was not ready to leave the manor.

  “I’ve been working with her for the sole purpose of teaching one man a lesson. I hope it will not upset you, but I told her who sent the man Larry who beat her.”

  “Why would it upset me, sir?”

  “Well, I think it might. Larry was the man who chased you into the rectory before you came here and your ex-fiancé Norman asked him to do it.”

  This time he got a reaction. She was furious as it dawned on her why he came to the manor! “He came here looking for you and found a girl wearing the name Gina. Rose, he again acted on Norman’s request.”

  The look of fury in her eyes was such as he’d never seen before! She jumped off his lap, but a wave of his hand sat her down again. Where would she go, anyway? Actually, she felt she needed to race out the door and burn off the adrenaline surging through her veins.

  Drew finally spoke. “We invited Norman for a play-date. We made it on the computer to look like he won a contest and he must have dialed the number the minute he opened the mail. He couldn’t wait to come here.”

  “When he called, he asked for a girl matching your description exactly, and that’s what we gave him. Surprisingly, he didn’t ask for you by name. He looked very excited to be in a room full of whips. I got the impression he expected to be the one wielding them. He looked even more excited when Gina entered the room wearing a leather corset, black stockings, high heels and a Lone Ranger type mask.”

  Still steaming, Rose calmed just a little while she listened.

  Drew continued, “He started mocking her, telling her he expected she’d be making her living on her back much sooner. Then he told her she should have come crawling back to him – and that she’d always be his. Gina sauntered over the whip rack and took one down. He said, “I’ll take that, babe.”

  Rose winced. “I always hated being called babe.”

  Drew chuckled. “Then you will love this part! Gina told him, ‘yes, you will take it, and a lot more,’ just before she cracked the whip at his feet. He cursed at her and lunged forward, but she was ready for him and lashed the whip around him; she knocked the wind out of him! He looked a lot less excited to see Rob and me enter the room, lock him in cuffs and strip him.”

  “With my knife,” Robert added.

  At this point Rose started to giggle. Robert tightened his arms around her a bit.

  Then Drew added, “I recorded the whole thing for your future enjoyment. You will be so proud of Gina when you see how she ‘taught’ him to be a good boy! She said she wanted to learn to use the whips as well as her Mistress does.”

  “Thank you, Drew. And thank you, Master.” She was once again smiling. Shaking a bit, but smiling. Then she remembered how the conversation started. “Are you dismissing me, Master?” She felt she should just blurt it out before she lost her nerve.

  “I’m saying you no longer need to be employed. All of your property has been put into your new name.”

  “You’ve done so much for me…” her voice was tight with emotion.

  “There is more – that great aunt who died in WWII – had a child. That child knew of you, her only living relative, and has left you her entire inheritance from her wealthy father. Rose, you are a rich woman in your own right.”

  Rose was stunned – speechless! So much information to sort!

  Robert took her hand. “This is a lot to process, dear, but you don’t have to make any decisions tonight.”

  She found her voice and asked, “But, Master, do you want me to leave?”

  A direct question, it deserved a direct answer. “I do not, dear,” he answered emphatically, “but I do want what is best for you. To be truthful, I hope you will stay.”

  The relief on her face told him everything he needed to know. “I’ll draw a new partnership agreement, sans the service contract.”

  “Thank you so much, Master!”

  “Are you happy, my dear?”

  “Deliriously, Master.”

  It was obvious on her face, but he asked anyway, “Do you love me?”

  “I do! I love you, Master, with all my heart and soul,” she answered.

  He grinned at her. “You know you don’t have to call me Master right now.”

  “I know.”

  “Well, you will have to start planning another wedding.”

  “Oh? Do I know the couple?”

  “Intimately,” Robert answered, kissing her tenderly. “I love you,” he told her, for the first time and she gasped.

  Drew laughed out loud. “It’s about time!”

  Robert looked into Rose’s loving eyes and said simply, “Until I met you, my darling, I never anticipated saying these words; Marry me,” as he showed her the diamond ring and placed it on her finger.

  Tears of joy welled in her eyes; she realized she wasn’t breathing. Robert was smiling expectantly and she replied, “Oh, yes, Master! Yes, yes, yes!”

  About the Author

  Mariah Bailey started writing in high school, and then life happened. With children to raise and a business to run, there was very little time to indulge in writing. The kids are all grown now and there’s finally time to explore the worlds of many characters.

  For the past few years, Mariah has participated in writing groups both
locally and online to hone her craft. She has written numerous short stories and poetry. Challenges from others to write “outside the comfort zone” inspired exploring erotica. After entering several erotica contests and even winning a few, she had the encouragement needed to write a novel.

  Mariah has always had a fascination with psychology and this fascination coupled with writing erotica made turning to researching BDSM a natural. The world of BDSM seems as varied from one person to the next as are opinions or appetites, so it is a never-ending source of inspiration!

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  Table of Contents

  Gina’s Education: A BDSM Love Story© 2015 by Mariah Bailey

  Chapter 1

  Chapter 2

  Chapter 3

  Chapter 4

  Chapter 5

  Chapter 6

  Chapter 7

  Chapter 8

  Chapter 9

  Chapter 10

  Chapter 11

  Chapter 12

  Chapter 13

  Chapter 14

  Chapter 15

  Chapter 16

  Chapter 17

  Chapter 18

  Chapter 19

  About the Author

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