The Story so Far…
As it is leap year Cora has used the woman’s privilege of proposing to her lover (both of them).
She is in love with Master Percy and Master Peter of Harmonington. They are twin brothers – and they were identical but Master Peter is badly disfigured, due to a jealous husband.
Now she is full of despair. As Master Percy pointed out to her, she couldn’t legally marry the two of them.
What is she going to do?
Now read on…
‘I need time to think about this – there must be a way round it.’ She went to each man in turn and kissed him full on the mouth.
‘Both of you please go now and come back tomorrow. I love you both so much.’
Master Percy and Master Peter didn’t argue with her but left.
Cora spent that night tossing and turning, unable to sleep as her mind was in turmoil.
Next morning when Morag came with her breakfast she was already out of bed trying to hide the dark circles under her eyes.
‘Why Cora what happened?’ she asked.
Cora hesitated, not sure if she should confide in this young girl. But she decided another woman might help her sort out the problem.
She quickly told Morag about the happenings of the previous day.
Morag became excited. ‘Oh what a lovely story,’ she said sentimentally.
‘Do you think I could marry one legally and marry the other one illegally?’
‘How would you do that?’ Morag looked genuinely worried.
‘Well we could have a proper legal wedding ceremony where I’ll marry one of them – then another ceremony – like a mock marriage ceremony and I’ll marry the other.’
‘Yes, yes.’ Morag was jumping up and down with excitement.
Then she became serious.
‘What’s the matter?’ Cora caught hold of Morag’s arm and shook it gently.
‘You’re a trainee hostess here at the Palace of Pain and Pleasure.’ It was Morag’s turn to catch hold of Cora’s arm.
‘What’s that got to do with it?’ she asked.
‘Master Percy of Harmonington signed a contract that you would take a six month training course.’
‘So?’ Cora frowned at Morag.
‘I-I’ll have to go and check it with my supervisor, wait here.’
She left Cora who was by now feeling a little deflated.
Half an hour later Morag returned with Madam Chessington her supervisor.
‘Congratulations Cora, Morag has told me of your up coming nuptials.’
‘Y-yes,’ Cora stammered.
‘Well I’m sorry Cora but it’s not going to happen, at least not until your six moth training period is over.’
‘Is there no way round it,’ Cora beseeched Madam Chessington.’
‘I will not have you arguing with me Cora.’ The smile had left her face and now her countenance had turned ugly.
Grabbing hold of Cora’s hair she dragged her across the room – sitting down on the red velvet dressing table stool she pulled the protesting young girl over her knee.
With quick deft fingers Madam Chessington pulled Cora’s long dress up and bunched the rustling taffeta material around her waist. She then was so rough undoing the ribbons holding up Cora’s drawers she tore them off completely and as Cora felt her drawers sliding down her long slim legs and she felt the cool air against her bare bottom, she whimpered and wriggled about frantically trying to escape the stinging slaps.
Despite her cries of pain, Madam Chessington continued to give poor Cora a long hard spanking. After the last slap landed on her very sore aching bottom, Madam Chessinngton still held Cora down.
‘Morag,’ she addressed the frightened girl who had witnessed the whole thing. ‘Please bring me the pleasure box from the dresser.’
What’s going to happen now?
To be continued…