The Bumhampton Chronicles: Chapter 2 (Part 6)

Gentle Reader, I have not yet mentioned the uniforms: even today, worn for my husband’s pleasure allows a blush. The Ladies Journals with engravings of floor length modest dresses: we maids were not allowed such protections and, except during our delicate time of the month, no undergarments. Unaware, until m’lord reached behind me, there was a drawstring, when pulled and hooked to a button at my lace collar, raised the flounced hem in back as a curtain at a bawdy play. My entire nether cheeks were exposed to a male gaze for the first time. M’Lord traced the cane welts.

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    1. Thanks. When I go to rewrite these in novel format, each 100-word segment will likely double or even triple in word count. These are fun to create but lack a certain ‘lushness’ to the characters and settings. For now I want to move the action along.

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  1. Whether you’re writing in 100-word segments or not, you have the imagery there to work with. The whole vision of her curtain-like garment is “bite your lip and squirm on your seat” worthy. I love it!


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