The Nanny…finally, her story.
The Nanny…finally, her story.
When street urchin Georgiana Hayes meets a mysterious gentleman who offers her a warm meal and a chance to get warm again, she cannot resist.
The man who has rescued her from the cold is, in fact, Mr. Philip Hartley; the headmaster of the Ashby Chateau – a finishing school, and a place where young ladies can learn to submit and rediscover their inner ‘little’ selves. He is looking for a new nanny, and is quick to offer the position to Georgiana.
Georgiana accepts gratefully, and she instantly becomes The Nanny.
Unfortunately, she soon realizes that she is not really cut out for the role of disciplinarian. If anything, she finds herself beginning to envy the girls under her care, and wishes that she, too, could experience what it would be like to be little; to be cherished, cared for, and loved.
Theodore Elliott, a well-established businessman, is seeking a wife, and has craved the special love and affection of a ‘little’ for as long as he can remember. The moment he sets eyes on Nanny Giana, he knows without a doubt that she is the one he has been searching for. No other little at the school can compare to the dark-haired beauty.
Can Theo convince the headmaster to allow Giana to resign from her position as governess and enroll in the Ashby Chateau as a little? More importantly, is Giana willing to take that step for a man she barely knows but is intrigued by? Can she surrender herself physically, emotionally and sexually in order to become what Theo desires above all else: his little Gia?
From the authors of the best-selling ‘Enrolling Little Etta’, this next book in the Ashby Chateau series also contains elements of age-play, anal play, spanking, and graphic sex. While The Nanny does feature some characters and settings from Enrolling Little Etta, it should be noted that it can be read as a standalone.
Nanny Beth stepped forward and ripped the cotton bloomers down Teresa’s legs. The paddle extended from her hand and she landed the face of the wood across the young woman’s bottom.
The wood made a loud blistering sound as it landed on her bare posterior.
“Oww!” Teresa yelped as she tried to get away. Nanny Beth continued to paddle her wiggling behind two more times, appearing as if it took no effort at all.
Nanny Beth grabbed her by the wrist and held her so she was not able to run. “I suggest you grip the edge of the bathtub, child. Nanny Giana will finish the paddling, and perhaps next time you will think twice before causing such a scene.”
Beth handed Giana the paddle and nodded toward the young woman’s reddened bottom.
Giana did not think she had it in her to spank anyone, let alone a grown woman.
Teresa bent forward, her head down as she pushed her bottom out and gripped the edge of the bathtub, leaning forward. Her dress fell over her hips, exposing her once creamy complexion, which was now splotched pink from the paddle.
Nanny Beth waited for the discipline to ensue as Giana merely stood in shock. “She must learn that she takes orders from her nanny, which is you. She receives at least as many spanks as her regressed age. Tell Nanny Giana how old you are, and do not lie, child,” Beth commanded.
“Seven,” Teresa squeaked, her voice hardly above a whisper.
She was supposed to spank Teresa seven times? She did not think she had it in her to spank her once. At least the paddle would keep her own hand from walloping with pain.
“Usually, I would recommend the bare hand, but Teresa has been a naughty girl, and after the number of bare bottom spankings she received earlier, the paddle will remind her that tomorrow she will not want to disobey her nanny,” Beth said. She looked at Giana with a stern expression. “Go on now, we do not have all night.”