Another installment of The Taming Of Miss Munroe! In this chapter, Walker welcomes another guest and Catherine demonstrates a less than entirely charming aspect of her personality which lands her in hot water with the gentleman master of discipline…
As Catherine Munroe’s stay drew on from weeks into months, it became quite evident that Walker’s usual methods were ineffective with this spirited lady. A good sound spanking would set her to rights perhaps for a day, but sooner rather than later, her native desire to challenge his authority would rise again.
Walker took this with good grace. A lesser man might have become frustrated with such a charge, but I could tell that Walker felt affection for the young lady, in spite of the stern face he often showed her.
There are some born to lead, which I believe is the category into which Walker was born, there are those born to follow, which is my own particular wont, and there are those whose only function on this earth is to create change. When focused with a purpose they are revolutionaries, but when at a lose end they can be nuisances at worst, and dangers at best. Catherine was of this breed, and she was a fine specimen of it.
Not an element of her circumstances went unchallenged on a daily basis. She protested her early curfew at 5 pm, she protested being locked in her room at night, she protested the fact that she was not permitted to associate with the bandits she had lead at Grange Road. The only thing she did not protest was Walker’s discipline, for when Walker took her in hand she became quite soft and even meek, though peaceful would perhaps be a better word.
After a sound spanking she would often curl up beside him, quiet, her eyes half closed like a comfortable cat whilst he read a book, his arm wrapped around her. For most of Walker’s clients, a spanking was a means to an end, for Catherine it was fast becoming a way of life.
