Free Disciplining the Maid by Zoe Blake Page A

one.  He smiled at the thought.  If she chose to become his little one, all bets were off.  Every part of her small, beautiful body - every orifice - would be his. 

CHAPTER EIGHT
    In Papa's Bed
     
    Lily awoke from her nap feeling refreshed.  The first thing she noticed was a white box with a large pink bow on her bureau and instantly knew it was from Papa.  The thought that he had been in her room, watching as she slept, sent a small thrill through her. 
    She quickly pulled at the loose ends of the bow and lifted the lid.  Inside the box was a beautiful pink and cream lace silk dress.  Lily tentatively reached out to stroke the soft fabric with just the tip of one finger; almost afraid to touch it further having never owned anything new.  Her entire life had been a succession of secondhand rags and previously worn uniforms.
    Carefully lifting the dress from the box, she held it up to her body and cried out in dismay.  It was too small, the folds ended mid-thigh.  Lily was heartbroken.  She dreaded telling Papa his thoughtful gift could not be worn.  With a heavy heart, she opened her drawer to retrieve her worn uniform, dreading its black scratchy fabric even more than before but it was not in the first drawer she checked or the next.  In fact all her meager clothes were gone!  All she had was the threadbare nightgown on her back, the fabric so worn it was practically translucent.  She could not possibly leave her room in it.  Lily began to fret.  Mrs. Oliver had made it very clear that after her nap she was to go straight to his Lordship.  She looked back at the pretty pink dress.  Perhaps she could put the dress on and then wrap her bed linen around her legs and then seek out Mrs. Oliver to find what had become of her meager wardrobe. 
    She searched the box to find no corset, but a set of delicate drawers layered in lace.  They fit perfectly.  A pair of white knee socks and soft, black kid leather slippers were next, again all a perfect fit.  She pulled the pink dress over her head.  With the exception of the scandalously short length, Lily was surprised to see it fit perfectly as well.  The style was childish but flattering.  The puffy sleeves ended just above her elbows and were trimmed in lace.  Around the waist wrapped a large cream ribbon that she tied into a big bow in back. It was perhaps a bit lopsided but it would not matter since she would only be in the dress till she found Mrs. Oliver. 
    Lily arranged her hair in the customary tight chignon expected of those in service.  She did not have the luxury of a mirror in her room so she could only guess at her appearance.  She then removed the bed linens and wrapped them around her waist before leaving the room in search of Mrs. Oliver.  She did not have to go far as the housekeeper was hurrying down the servant's hall directly towards her room.
    "Lord, child how you dawdle!” she admonished.  “His Lordship has been asking for you!  What are you doing with that silly bed linen!  Remove it immediately!  You are crushing your new dress, and after his Lordship went to such expense. My word!"  Mrs. Oliver grabbed the bed linen from Lily's tight grasp. 
    She then turned Lily around and quickly fixed the bow in back.  Mrs. Oliver gave out a displeased sigh. "Well, it will just have to do till his Lordship gets you a nanny to dress you properly.  Come along."  Before Lily even had a chance to question the curious statement about the nanny, she found herself hauled to the threshold to Papa's rooms.  Mrs. Oliver knocked loudly and entered after his Lordship’s curt response.  She opened the door and gave Lily a push, then with a respectful nod to Lord Stockton slammed the door shut, leaving Lily alone with him.
    "Come here, little one."
    The dark timbre of his voice sent shivers through her body.  Lily did not want to move from the doorway.  She self-consciously pulled on the hem of her short dress, desperately trying to get it