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Chapter One I sat at the hotel bar and took nervous sips of my apple martini while obsessively clicking my phone to see what time it was. When I was first served, I nearly gulped the entire thing down at once, then I remembered I had twenty minutes to kill and I shouldn’t have more than one of these things on an empty stomach. Not tonight. I did my best to watch people outside the bar in the bright lobby of the hotel. The freshly waxed floors reflected the chandelier lighting from the ceiling as suited men and dress-wearing women filed in and out. Must be a formal event going on tonight. I thought. Saturday night, maybe a wedding. It was a fleeting thought that gave me a much-needed distraction. I found myself jealous of …

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The following morning, I woke and glancing at the clock on the bedside table, I could see it was five thirty am, the room’s curtains were open, and the light was streaming in. Getting up, I walked to the full-length mirror, and although I could see red marks across my body, they were not as bad as I had expected. They had been kind to me, which made me wonder what I should expect today; more caning on my arse for sure, and will all those old guys from yesterday be here to give me the time of my life that Greg had promised me, because that is what I now wanted and to be fucked by all of those older men. Thinking back to how this started for me, a week before my eighteenth …

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Sir Elizabeth lay naked on a cushioned, inclined bench on one of Heartgarden Castle’s many verandas. A roaring fire in the veranda’s hearth kept it pleasant, even as the sun set and a winter breeze rustled the treetops of the courtyard beyond. Twelve aspirants were gathered around her, the wide skirts of their gowns competing for space. Each one held a large silk scarf in his delicate, gloved hands, and fluttered it regularly over Elizabeth’s skin in various pleasing patterns. Christopher was demurely rubbing her thigh as if he were polishing it, keeping his mouth closed around his freshly pierced tongue. It seemed there were no hard feelings between them. Of course, it was always easiest for Christopher to behave himself in Daisy’s absence, an absence which disappointed Elizabeth slightly. Out of all the unclaimed …

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