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my rest, and I do not want my little one to hurt herself or indulge in any inappropriate touching."
    "Of course not. Diapers?"
    "In the morning at first until she comes to accept her new position and of course when she needs reminding."
    "What would you like your little one to call you - Sir, My Lord, or Papa?"
    "I'm a traditionalist. I would like her to call me Papa. She will be referred to as Emmie, never Her Ladyship."
    "Of course. Would you like me to prepare her for the marriage bed? Should I l et her know what to expect?”
    "No, I want to experience her innocence and naivety. Now that this has all been settled, I will leave you to your charge. Dinner will be promptly at six.”
    "Yes, sir." Mrs. Pew rose to make her way to the third floor nursery, only to be called back by her employer.
    "One more thing. Of course, I will want you to prepare her cunny for this evening."
    "Of course." Mrs. Pew exited the study with a smile.   
     

CHAPTER FIVE
    Awakening
     
    Emmie came slowly awake from her nap. She could not recall sleeping so deeply. Feeling more refreshed, she was able to better process what was happening to her. She wanted to think it was all some mistake but she had this sinking feeling it was not. Both Mrs. Pew and Mrs. Weatherby had behaved with absolute certainty. If they had been acting outside His Lordship's wishes would they not be worried about getting caught? What did it mean?
    She tried to stretch out her aching limbs but found them still restrained. The movement also brought a fresh wave of pain to her sore bottom. She still could not believe Mrs. Pew spanked her!  Just as she started to fidget in her restraints, the nanny appeared at the foot of her bed.
    "Well, Emmie, I see we have awoken from our nap. Let's get you out of these restraints."  Emmie broke free the moment the last buckle was undone and tried to escape, but her arms and legs were cramped from being restrained for so long in one position, and she wound up falling out of the bed straight onto her knees.
    Oh, you naughty girl! Now you have a boo-boo on your knee," Mrs. Pew exclaimed.
    "Come with me." She grasped Emmie by the wrist and half dragged her into the bathing room. "Up you go." She pushed Emmie onto the low table with the rubber mat and positioned her on her back while quickly restraining her charge’s wrist with a buckle hanging to the side. Newly restrained, Emmie began to shout and kick her legs. Mrs. Pew simply ignored her, raising concealed stirrups and forcing Emmie’s feet into them. With her feet and hands immobilized and legs spread, Emmie could no longer fight, and since she did not have any underthings on under her short, childish nightgown she was completely exposed.
    "First let's look at that knee," Mrs. Pew said as if talking to a recalcitrant child. Seeing that it was just bruised and not cut, Mrs. Pew gave it a quick kiss. "There all better. Next time you may not be so lucky, young lady!" 
    Emmie only groaned and reached as far as the straps would allow in an effort to push the nightgown down between her legs.
    "Stop that!" Mrs. Pew scolded, slapping Emmie's hand. "Never cover yourself up! Your entire body is in my care and for His Lordship's enjoyment." The nanny was careful not to refer to Lord Burkewood as “Papa,” since he wanted to explain that part of her new life to her himself. "You are not permitted to shield any part of your body. Now spread your legs, so I can get a look at your sweet, little cunny." 
    "No!” Emmie refused through gathering tears. “This is too much! I cannot bear it! Why must I be strapped down? Why do you insist on embarrassing me so?"
    "None of this is for you to question,” Mrs. Pew snapped. “Now behave!" 
    "I won't! I won't!"
    "Well, now you’ve done it! I will not tolerate such insolence!" Mrs. Pew briefly exited the room, leaving Emmie worried about what to expect. Was the nanny off to fetch her husband? Oh god, she would die if he saw her exposed like this! Emmie