(A
special training school for girls, somewhere in England during the early
1960’s)
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{Master
Drew was sure that the stuffy Mr. Benningham had no idea just how much of a
little hellion his betrothed truly was and he would bet his career that the man
would never be able to handle the likes of such a free spirited girl. It amused
him to think about how the stuffed shirt might react to her outlandish behavior
tonight.
Master
Drew would never tell Miss Maxie this, but he found a girl with a naughty
nature and a touch of rebelliousness to be highly desirable. She had the
perfect combination of traits for teaching the art of submission. She was
enough of a challenge to keep him interested and the final result would be a
woman who will know what she wants and know exactly how to attain it properly.
After all, a true submissive girl is always in control of everything, even her
dominant man.
He
cringed to think he would eventually have to return her back into the hands of
that dreadfully drab Edward Benningham. The hair stood up on the back of his
neck. He couldn’t think about that right now. He had a girl to punish. A very,
naughty, horny girl to teach a lesson to. He could hardly wait.
His
voice sounded menacing. He raised her chin with his fingers to meet his
piercing gaze and narrowed his eyes. “Miss Maxie Dutton, you are going to get
the spanking of your life.”
Maxie’s
heart was pounding. She could feel the blood drain from her face. Her life was
as she once knew it, was about to change forever.}
~Prologue~
Maxine Lenora
Dutton was by any sense of the word, a very beautiful woman. Some people would
call her free spirited, others would say she had a sense of adventure and daring.
Most everyone would agree that she was a spoiled brat.
Her
parents loved her dearly, perhaps too much. They felt her misbehavior was a part
of her charm when she was a child. The problem was; Maxie wasn’t a child
anymore. Her voluptuous body seemed to show up over night. Maxie had gone from
an adorable mischievous skinny schoolgirl to having womanly curves, lovely,
magical round curves. She possessed the kind of body that brought almost any red-blooded
man to his knees.
Maxie
was very close to becoming eighteen and didn’t seem to have a single concern
about her future or what was going to become of her. Her parents, on the other
hand, were very worried about it. She had no idea of what she wanted to do with
her life and expected for everything to fall into her lap like it always had. Her
mother knew better. Her beauty and sparkling personality wouldn’t carry her through
to her old age. She loved expensive things, fancy clothes, fine jewelry all the
lovely things that cost money. They weren’t wealthy enough to support her
lifestyle forever.
Along came wealthy, plain, boring Edward
Benningham. It was always an assumption that he was either gay or a confirmed
bachelor. As far as anyone knew, he’d never dated or spent time with any woman
until Maxie came along.
There
was something irresistible about her charms to Mr. Benningham. Some would say
that Maxie found his money to be his most appealing charm. Edward was far from
being a catch. He was painfully thin and pale. His features were sharp and
plain. It was also safe to say he was a real dullard. He was shy and awkward
around people but he was brilliant with numbers. His accounting skills were in
high demand. Through the years his talents of making money for others had made
him a lot of money of his own.
There
was no doubt that he was lonely and when Maxie was sent home from yet another
boarding school, her parents went about making arrangements for the shy
bachelor and their misbehaving daughter to meet, in hopes there might be a love
match. Edward was immediately smitten and Maxie was running out of
options.
To see them together on the street would cause
anyone to stop and stare, even if they didn’t know the story behind their
meeting. He had fallen deeply in love with her but there was still grave
concern about her behavior, or lack of it. If he were to make her his wife,
that meant she would have to entertain his clients and join all the social groups
that his position in society held. If she were to act up it could cost him
business and his sterling reputation as a well established businessman. She
wasn’t the least bit interested in becoming a society wife and all the charm in
the world couldn’t make up for her outrageous behavior among his clients,
especially their wives.
Folks
tittered behind his back that he’d bitten off more than he could chew. He was
bound and determined to show them otherwise. He searched the classifieds for
schools to send her to. That is when he found the ad for the Hampshire Grove Academy for Women. He
sent away for the brochures and studied them carefully. It seemed like the
ideal place to send Maxie Dutton and prepare her to become his wife. If anyone
could make her into an agreeable and submissive wife, it was this school.
He took
the long journey by car to the academy. It was situated in a very isolated but
picturesque country setting. He took the tour and had a nice chat with the Head
Master, a charming man by the name of Andrew Thomas. He felt it was the best
chance to make Maxie into the kind of wife he’d always hoped he would have.
The
school instructed that she bring very little. Everything would be provided for
her. If she were going to be retrained they didn’t want many distractions from
home. Their instructions from Edward were simple. Don’t let her come home until
she is completely retrained. It didn’t matter how much time or money it took.
She
argued with Edward and her parents about going, up to the very last minute. It
sounded like a dreadful and isolated place. She wasn’t ready to be re-educated.
She’d had all the education she needed according to her. In the end, all of her
arguments and tantrums did no good.
Maxie
sat in the back of a hired car staring up at this huge gray prison towering
above her on the hilly green countryside. There was no place to run away to.
She wrung her lace handkerchief in her delicate fingers and gritted her teeth.
She might have been forced to come here but no one, not anyone, would ever,
ever make her change. She would see to that.
Maxi had
no idea what was in store for her. No idea at all.
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