Read Online Reforming Little Anya by Rose St. Andrews - Free Book Online Page B
Authors: Rose St. Andrews
Ads: Link
to Jessica, full of questions and support, and led her to the garden to start helping. Jessica wasn’t sure what to say about the incident. It was clear that the girls didn’t know what had happened, but if she lied about it, she was worried that Viktor would find out. The consequences of that eventuality were too terrible to contemplate. So, she gave them a sort of abridged version of the event.
Iva slowly shook her head as she finished. “Anya, Anya, Anya, that was a foolish thing to do. Running from your troubles never solves anything, you must face them.”
Jessica gripped the handle of the hoe so tightly her knuckles turned white. Must control rage, must not kill this idiot child! Count to thirty and breathe through nose.
“I’ll… try, Iva,” she said, grinding her jaw.
Iva tugged at her long brunette hair, lost in thought. “Ahhh, good. You keep working, I… I need to do something.”
Jessica’s brow wrinkled. What on earth is she going on about? Oh, probably some silly childish nonsense. “Yeah, sure,” she mumbled.
Iva made her way inside, and Jessica tried to look busy, yet do nothing, and also keep from further harming her poor ass. A short time later, Viktor and Iva came outside, and called all the girls over to them. Jessica was confused; they had a stack of papers with them, and Iva looked pained. Jessica wondered what was up with her.
“Girls, I have a little job for you: you’re to put these up all over town. Iva will be in charge. Anya, you’ll stay here and help in the kitchen, understood?”
Jessica swallowed hard. That sounded very definite. The giggling of the girls caught her attention, and she managed to scan the papers, as the girls passed them out. Her jaw dropped. Now she understood why Viktor had taken her picture. He had obviously used some sort of Photoshop program to create a sort of ‘Wanted’ poster of her, and now he was having the girls put them up all over town. The text was in Czech (naturally), but Viktor told her what it said: it identified who she was, where she lived, and said that if she was found wandering the village alone and without a note from Viktor or Misha, any adult should bring her home or call Misha or Viktor. This would effectively trap her in the home, unless she had permission or was with someone.
Oh, that ogre can be a truly cruel man. If it weren’t for how much I loathe him, I’d be offering him a job at Globe-Corp.
As Iva led the girls off on their errand of torment, Jessica noticed something: Iva was walking a bit stiffly, just like Jessica was now. She wondered what had happened to her while she was inside.
“Iva was spanked,” Viktor said simply.
“What the…? B-but how did you know…?”
“By the way you were looking at her.”
“Why, what did she do?”
“She came to me and confessed that she told you where the inn was, and so she felt guilty; she felt she contributed to you getting in trouble.”
“And you spanked her for that ?” Jessica said, her anger building inside her, which was both foolhardy and dangerous. “How could you? She was totally innocent!”
“Actually, it was her wish to be punished, to share in your discipline. I agree with you, she was blameless, but she insisted that I spank her for it. Just you consider that, Anya; another girl was punished because of your actions. Maybe in the future you’ll think before you act. I also suspect that you’re exploiting the memory of your mother and father to gain sympathy. After your actions at the inn, I’m almost certain. I’ll be watching you very closely from now on, Anya, just you remember that. Now, inside and get to work.”
Jessica realized that she had greatly underestimated her opponents, and now her task was made all the more difficult. She would have to be more careful in the future.
“Yes, sir,” she said, and slowly plodded to the back door.
Jessica ground her teeth. Damn it, why does that stupid girl have to keep sticking her nose in my
Iva slowly shook her head as she finished. “Anya, Anya, Anya, that was a foolish thing to do. Running from your troubles never solves anything, you must face them.”
Jessica gripped the handle of the hoe so tightly her knuckles turned white. Must control rage, must not kill this idiot child! Count to thirty and breathe through nose.
“I’ll… try, Iva,” she said, grinding her jaw.
Iva tugged at her long brunette hair, lost in thought. “Ahhh, good. You keep working, I… I need to do something.”
Jessica’s brow wrinkled. What on earth is she going on about? Oh, probably some silly childish nonsense. “Yeah, sure,” she mumbled.
Iva made her way inside, and Jessica tried to look busy, yet do nothing, and also keep from further harming her poor ass. A short time later, Viktor and Iva came outside, and called all the girls over to them. Jessica was confused; they had a stack of papers with them, and Iva looked pained. Jessica wondered what was up with her.
“Girls, I have a little job for you: you’re to put these up all over town. Iva will be in charge. Anya, you’ll stay here and help in the kitchen, understood?”
Jessica swallowed hard. That sounded very definite. The giggling of the girls caught her attention, and she managed to scan the papers, as the girls passed them out. Her jaw dropped. Now she understood why Viktor had taken her picture. He had obviously used some sort of Photoshop program to create a sort of ‘Wanted’ poster of her, and now he was having the girls put them up all over town. The text was in Czech (naturally), but Viktor told her what it said: it identified who she was, where she lived, and said that if she was found wandering the village alone and without a note from Viktor or Misha, any adult should bring her home or call Misha or Viktor. This would effectively trap her in the home, unless she had permission or was with someone.
Oh, that ogre can be a truly cruel man. If it weren’t for how much I loathe him, I’d be offering him a job at Globe-Corp.
As Iva led the girls off on their errand of torment, Jessica noticed something: Iva was walking a bit stiffly, just like Jessica was now. She wondered what had happened to her while she was inside.
“Iva was spanked,” Viktor said simply.
“What the…? B-but how did you know…?”
“By the way you were looking at her.”
“Why, what did she do?”
“She came to me and confessed that she told you where the inn was, and so she felt guilty; she felt she contributed to you getting in trouble.”
“And you spanked her for that ?” Jessica said, her anger building inside her, which was both foolhardy and dangerous. “How could you? She was totally innocent!”
“Actually, it was her wish to be punished, to share in your discipline. I agree with you, she was blameless, but she insisted that I spank her for it. Just you consider that, Anya; another girl was punished because of your actions. Maybe in the future you’ll think before you act. I also suspect that you’re exploiting the memory of your mother and father to gain sympathy. After your actions at the inn, I’m almost certain. I’ll be watching you very closely from now on, Anya, just you remember that. Now, inside and get to work.”
Jessica realized that she had greatly underestimated her opponents, and now her task was made all the more difficult. She would have to be more careful in the future.
“Yes, sir,” she said, and slowly plodded to the back door.
Jessica ground her teeth. Damn it, why does that stupid girl have to keep sticking her nose in my
Similar Books
