Free Lucy's Journey Home (Hunter's Ridge) by Maggie Ryan

assure herself that Lucy was deeply asleep before leaving the room, closing the door quietly behind her.  Though Lord Huntington had told her she could leave Lucy alone, she decided to spend the next few hours in her own compartment.  This was all still very new to her and she wanted to think about all that had transpired.  She was beginning to understand that though Lucy seemed to fight against what was happening, especially the embarrassing aspects of being cared for like a small child, the evidence Molly had discovered when diapering her told a different story.  Though Molly was not married and had no real experience with sex, she did have experience with helping Mrs. Bremmer with Louisa.  She knew that what she had washed from Lucy’s quim was evidence of her sexual fluids, her unspoken arousal.  Molly wondered if all little girl wives reacted in this manner but without being able to discuss the events of the past hour with Mrs. Bremmer, she was left alone with her thoughts.
    Hours later, Molly heard a soft knock on her door.  She quickly opened it to find Lord Huntington outside.
    “Did everything go well?” he asked and she was extremely pleased to tell him that it had.  She was completely honest and told him that she had given Lucy only two swats before his little one had cooperated fully.  She also assured him that she had been prepared to give Lucy a good dose of her hairbrush if she continued to fuss but that it had been unnecessary.  Lucas was extremely pleased to hear Molly recounting the story and understood that she did understand her role as both caretaker and strict disciplinarian.  He was also very impressed with her creativity in adding an additional submissive element to the procedure.  He was pleased his little one had decided to behave.
    “I’m glad to hear she did well,” Lucas said.  “ I’ll admit I was a bit fearful that the entire train would hear the sounds of her protests as she discovered the contents of the box. I’ll wake her and reward her by going to the reading car to play some games.  I’m sure you would enjoy the car as well.  There are other nannies who will be entertaining their own charges.” 
    Molly hesitated, unsure how much fun it would be to be in a small train compartment with dozens of small excited children.  Lucas chuckled. 
“I’m not sure if you were aware of another little-one like our Lucy,” he said and from the surprised look on her face knew she hadn’t seen the young woman.  “I’ve met her Papa who is a barrister.  His name is Lord Northbridge, a fine gentleman.  He and his wife, Emmaline, have been wed for only a few months.  This is her first trip by train as well.  Little Emmie has her own nanny.  I believe her name is Bertha.  Perhaps you might enjoy spending some time with her as Lucy and I play some games.”  Molly found herself not only grateful but eager to meet the family he was describing.  Perhaps, if Bertha were the friendly sort, she might be able to have some of her concerns addressed.
    “That sound s wonderful, Sir,” Molly said. 
Lucas gave her directions to the car and then entered his own compartment when Molly hurried away.  He closed the door quietly but found he needn’t have.  His little one was sitting up in bed, brushing Nellie’s hair, talking quietly to her childhood companion.  He was enchanted at the sight.
    “Good afternoon, Kitten,” Lucas said as he approached the bed and then sat on the edge.  “Did you and Nellie have a good nap?”  Lucy blushed at being caught playing with her doll but nodded.
    “Yes, Papa,” she said putting the brush down.
    “Have you been awake long?” he asked taking the doll from her and placing it against the headboard and moving the brush to the table.  Lucy shook her head.
    “Just a little while, Papa,” she said having awakened only a quarter of an hour earlier when the need to relieve her bladder woke her.  She had almost put her foot on the