Beauty's Punishment - By A. N. Roquelaure & Anne Rice Page 0,57
cheek against his hand, looking at her.
He was the one she had seen the night before kissing the soldier as he sat on the soldier’s lap. He smiled now and with his right fingers blew a little kiss to Beauty.
“What did Mistress Lockley do to you this morning?” he whispered.
Beauty flushed.
He reached over and covered her hand with his. “It’s all right,” he whispered. “We love going to the Punishment Shop.” He said. And he laughed under his breath.
“How long have you been here?” she asked. He was even more beautiful than Prince Roger. She had seen no slave at the castle who was any more aristocratic. The features of his face were strong like Tristan’s features, but he had a smaller build and was more boyish.
“I was sent down from the castle a year ago. My name is Prince Richard. I was at the castle for six months until I was declared incorrigible.”
“But why were you so bad?” Beauty asked. “Was it deliberate?”
“Not at all,” he said. “I tried to obey, but I would panic and run into the corner. Or I simply could not perform a task for the shame and humiliation I felt. I couldn’t command myself. I was passionate as you are passionate. Every paddle and cock and lovely lady’s hand that touched me elicited some mortifying display of uncontrollable pleasure. But I couldn’t obey. And so I was auctioned off for a full year to be tamed here.”
“And now?” Beauty asked.
“I’ve come very far,” he said. “I’ve been taught. And I owe it to Mistress Lockley. If it hadn’t been for Mistress Lockley I don’t know what would have happened to me. Mistress Lockley bound me, punished me, harnessed me, and took me through a dozen forced tasks before she expected anything of my will. Every other night I was paddled on the Public Turntable, made to run the circle of the Maypole. I was fastened in a tent in the Punishment Place and had to take all the cocks that came to me. I was teased and persecuted by the young women. I spent the day usually dangling beneath the sign of the Inn. And I was bound hand and foot for the daily paddling. And only after a good four weeks of that was I unbound and ordered to light the fire and set the table. I tell you I covered her boots with kisses. I lapped the food literally from the palm of her hand.”
Slowly Beauty nodded. She was surprised it had taken him so long.
“I worship her,” he said. “I shudder to think what would have happened if I had been bought by someone softer.”
“Yes,” Beauty admitted, and the blood flooded to her face again. She felt it too in her sore buttocks.
“I never thought I could lie still on the bar for the morning paddling,” he said. “I never thought I could be sent unbound through the streets to the Place of Punishment or that I would climb the steps and kneel on the Public Turntable without fetters. Or that I could be sent to the nearby Punishment Shop where we went this morning, but now I can do any of those things. Nor did I think I could pleasure the soldiers of the garrison without shrinking or showing panic when they pinioned me. But there is nothing I can’t endure completely.”
He paused. “You’ve already learned these things,” he said. “I could tell it last night and today. Mistress Lockley loves you.”
“She does!” Beauty felt a strong swimming desire in her loins. “0, you must be mistaken.”
“No, I’m not. It’s difficult for a slave to claim Mistress Lockley’s attention. She rarely takes her eyes off you when you’re about.”
Beauty’s heart began to race silently inside her.
“You know, I’ve something terrible to tell you,” said the Prince.
“You don’t have to tell me. I know,” Beauty whispered. “Now that your year is up, you can’t beat the thought of returning to the castle.”
“Yes, precisely,” he said. “Not because I can’t obey and please. I’m quite sure of that. But it’s ... different.”
“I know,” Beauty said. But her head was teeming. So her cruel Mistress loved her, did she? And why did it give Beauty so much satisfaction? She’d never truly cared that Lady Juliana at the castle adored her. And this mean, proud little Innkeeper and the handsome, remote Captain of the Guard were touching her heart strangely.
“I need hard punishment,” Prince Richard said, “I need direct commands, to know my place