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Chosen To Be His Little Angeline

By: Zoe Blake
Published By: Blushing Press
Copyright: �2015 by Blushing Books� and Zoe Blake
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Claimed by a powerful lord who chose to make her his little one. She was never given a choice. Naive and innocent, Angeline agrees to attend an infamously risque house party full of the ton's elite. All the common seamstress knows is it is finally a chance for a grand, passionate adventure.

Lord Blackhurst felt a fierce need to possess and protect the child-like woman from the moment he laid eyes on her. After learning she is brought to the party to be a "virgin" sacrifice for the amusement of the other guests, he seizes her as his own. When Angeline insists on placing herself at risk by foolishly engaging in some of the naughty pursuits of the party, Blackhurst takes her, against her will, to his country estate.

Forced into a nursery, Angeline is subjected to daily enemas, diapers, spankings and dreaded training sessions in Papa's play room.
 Can she learn to love this powerful lord and his need to master her through submission?

Chapter One - A Very Foolish Girl

He was staring at her again. Angeline nervously took a large sip of the bubbly drink the hostess called champagne. The cool liquid tickled her nose as it slid down her throat. She could not help but giggle, the inappropriate laugh bringing a blush to her cheek as she once again felt the stranger's intense gaze.

Angeline risked another shy glimpse in his direction. Tall and broad-shouldered, dressed in unrelenting black right down to his cravat, he cut an imposing figure. The tension in his body belied the practiced ease of his casual pose against the pianoforte, his strong angular features made all the fiercer by the dark scowl trained on her. Her heart raced. Everything about him screamed power, money, and disapproval. He knew she was a fraud.

Lord Jasper Blackhurst watched as the girl's cheeks flushed pink, giving her already animated features a pretty glow. The girl had captured his attention from the moment she'd entered the room. It was painfully obvious she did not belong at this jaded gathering. Blackhurst's sharp eyes took in the ill-fitting gown dwarfing her small frame. On an older, more curvaceous woman, the dark purple silk dress with the deep cut bodice would have looked suggestive at best, perhaps even seductive. On this petite sprite with her springy bright blonde curls and large childlike eyes it looked garish.

She was standing in the corner, partially obscured by the fronds of a plant. Her heart-shaped face dipped low, she peeked at the guests through thick eyelashes. From his stance across the room, he could not discern the exact color of her eyes. They were big and dark. Combined with her blonde, ringlet hair and delicate pale skin, they gave her an almost ethereal quality. She was innocence personified, made all the more so by the cynical, inebriated and extremely carnal company surrounding her. Like wolves encircling a lamb, he thought with an equally cynical and carnal smirk.

Blackhurst watched as she took another sip of champagne. He would allow her a little more of the intoxicating drink before he took it away. From the flush on her cheek, the champagne was already having an effect; to imbibe anymore would put her in a dangerous position among these particular guests. Blackhurst grasped his own glass till he heard it crack, feeling his protective instincts rise with his anger.

Lady Shackelton's house parties were infamous for a reason. Once a year, select members of the ton gathered to indulge in a few days of decadent debauchery. After the stifling formality of the season, it was a welcome respite. Unique fantasies and wishes were entertained, guests often switched bed partners and the only rule was discretion. Lady Shackelton had been hosting these little fetes since the death of her much older husband several seasons back.

In a break with ton protocol, Lady Shackelton preferred an informal light repast of champagne, sugared fruit and cheese served in the parlor the first evening with a formal dinner on the second. This created a more intimate setting from the start and allowed guests to approach one another for an introduction without having to stand upon ceremony. The point was moot of course, since most of the guests were acquainted from either their position within the ton or their appearance at this house party over the years.

The real purpose for the informal setting was for guests to choose their first - and probably not their last - bed partner for the evening. Formal dinners lasted for hours and most of the guests were more interested in fellatio and m�nage a trios than they were in pheasant and meringue pavlova.

Which begged the question: Who would be foolish enough to bring such an ing�nue? Blackhurst surveyed the remaining guests milling about the parlor. He needed to find the fool so he could inform them of their change in bed partners.

Whoever the girl was, she was now his.

* * * * *

"Keep scowling like that and the only skirt you'll flip this eve is Lady Prunella's."

Blackhurst turned a sardonic smile on his longtime friend, Lord Duncan Fairfax. While countless whippings at the hands of English headmasters had long ago broken Duncan of his brogue, his Scottish heritage was still evidenced through his large, almost brutish, body and unruly reddish brown hair.

"There is a better chance of Lady Shackelton finally parting her fair thighs for your hairy arse than there would ever be of me laying with that prune faced dowd," grimaced Blackhurst.

Fairfax ignored the jibe and gestured towards the woman who had captured his friend's attention. "Her name is Angeline Fay."

"You jest," stated an incredulous Blackhurst, marveling at the perfectly suited name - angelic fairy.

"I do not," assured Fairfax.

"French?" asked Blackhurst.

"Non," responded Fairfax good-naturedly. "Not according to the rumors, at least. Mother was a bit of a light-skirt who fled to Paris for a bit of fun and returned in the family way crying widow. She kept her French affectations in the naming of the daughter."

"Indeed."

"That ass, Herrington, brought her," Fairfax helpfully supplied, indicating an effeminate man across the room.

Blackhurst glanced over to where Herrington was stroking the lapel of a footman. It was common knowledge the man was a puff - well, common knowledge to everyone but the man's domineering mother. With a nod of his head, he motioned to Fairfax. Both men sauntered towards Herrington.

"How are you old boy!" exclaimed Blackhurst as he clapped a shocked Herrington on the back.

Fairfax crowded in on his other side. "Looking good, Herrington," he complimented as he pulled on the end of Herrington's intricately tied cravat.

"Good evening, Blackhurst�Fairfax." Herrington nervously stepped back, adjusting his askew cravat. "To what do I owe the pleasure?" he sneered.

Blackhurst once again crowded Herrington in. "Angeline Fay, why are you here with her?"

"Who?" asked Herrington.

"The woman you brought to the house party," Fairfax slowly elaborated, as if speaking to an imbecile.

"Oh, that bother," scoffed Herrington. "Mama is threatening to not pay my tailor unless I prove my manhood or some such nonsense," he said with a dismissive wave of his hand. "I guess Lady Shackelton's little house party is one of the worst kept secrets in the ton because Mama found out about it and saddled me with the little baggage. She figures my deflowering a virgin of the fairer sex will make the rounds faster if there was audience."

"So you plan to place her on display for your own amusement and the amusement of others - is that it?" asked Blackhurst through clenched teeth, trying to keep a tight rein on his anger.

Herrington snorted. "Well, I doubt I have the stamina to pull off the same display you and Fairfax did with that pretty little redhead at last year's event, and of course I will have to close my eyes and pretend she has a cock but�"

The rest of his sentence was cut off as Blackhurst twisted his hand around Herrington's precious cravat. "Listen very carefully, Herrington. You are going to call for your carriage and leave this instant. I will have your luggage sent to your London town house."

"Are you insane, Blackhurst?" cried Herrington as he desperately grabbed at the wrist holding his cravat. "You know all is fair game the next few days!"

Herrington was not far off the mark. Perhaps he was just a little insane. He had not even spoken to the woman and already he was threatening a man over her. These were not the actions of a rational man. He himself was not above a little voyeuristic fun, and it was true anyone at the house party was fair game, but the thought of anyone else touching Angeline sent him into a haze of fury.

"I would go, Herrington, before your cravat isn't the only thing twisted and bent," said Fairfax over his friend's shoulder. He had been dutifully blocking the altercation from the view of prying eyes.

"But�but what about my tailor?" whined Herrington.

"Fuck your tailor," said Blackhurst.

Herrington's eyes lit up. "I hadn't thought of that as a solution." He left without another murmur.

Blackhurst turned to once again face the room, his eyes instantly searching for his angelic fairy.

"She's gone."

At Blackhurst's alarmed look, Fairfax motioned to a doorway leading to the entrance hall. "Through there, not two moments ago."

Blackhurst stalked through the doorway, off to claim what he already considered his�rational or not.

* * * * *

Angeline fled the confinement of the parlor. Walking down the massive marble hallway, she tried several doors till she found an open one. Slipping inside the dark, quiet room, she paused to take a deep breath to clear her head. Moving further into the room, Angeline took in her surroundings. Judging by the massive, mahogany desk, shelves of books and large comfortable chairs in front of the fireplace, she was in the estate's study. She walked over to the roaring fire to warm her hands. Staring into the comforting glow of the flames, she tried to take stock of the dizzying turn of events her life had taken in the just the last few hours.

That morning she had been a lowly seamstress at one of London's more fashionable dressmakers, Madam Forneau's. It was a mean existence of long hours, hard work and low wages. Most days, her only comfort was a cup of weak tea and a biscuit shared at the end of the night with her grandmama in their single room tenement. But her grandmama had passed away a few months ago, leaving her alone in the world. Angeline brushed a tear away at the still fresh, painful memory. She could not pay the rent alone, and her sweet landlady had been forgiving for as long as she could, but finally had to force Angeline out. Then she had lost her position at Madam Forneau's.

She'd been sitting alone and desolate in a coffeehouse, wondering where to go and what to do next, when Lady Herrington had approached her. A privileged client of Madam Forneau's, the forthright lady had always intimidated Angeline, but she could not help but be intrigued by the woman's strange offer of help.

If Angeline would agree to accompany Lady Herrington's son to a house party in the country just outside of London, then Lady Herrington would give her one hundred pounds - a staggering sum - and arrange for an apprenticeship with an actual French dressmaker, not just an English woman posing as a French woman like Madam Forneau, whose real name was the very-English Bertha Crawford.

Angeline was thrilled with the prospect of such an adventure. To think of it! Why, she had never even been out of London! Now she would attend a house party filled with lords and ladies of the ton! All the beautiful gowns, the wine, the decadent food�handsome lords.

Angeline secretly yearned for a grand passion; at four and twenty she had led a dreadfully dull existence - not like her mother's. Her grandmama had refused to speak of her, but Angeline had heard the whispers. Her mother had lived for pleasure. She'd run off to France when she was barely sixteen and returned several years later alone and pregnant with Angeline. Her mother claimed she had married her father - a man named Henri Fay - but he had died tragically. No one believed her. It was too fanciful. Angeline did not care. Her mother died of consumption when Angeline was barely six, but she still remembered the stories. Her mother's eyes would light up with love as she spoke of Angeline's big, strong father - how he would have spoiled and coddle her, how he would have picked her up in his arms and twirled her around till she was dizzy with delight and wonder.

Angeline felt a dull aching disappointment as she realized she was not her mother's daughter after all. She would not have her grand passionate adventure. From the moment she agreed to the ill-advised scheme, nothing had been as expected.

The beautiful wardrobe Lady Herrington promised felt tawdry and coarse. Angeline had done her best to tack and pin to assist the fit, but there was nothing she could do about the material and colors, all of which seemed too bright and unrefined. Angeline was under no disillusion she would be mistaken for one of the elite. Lady Herrington assured her that there would be other commoners at what was supposed to be an unceremonious country house party. Angeline was told to keep to herself and stay by Lady Herrington's son.

Angeline had hoped that an elegant wardrobe would smooth over the rest. Quite the contrary, the ill-fitting dresses made her feel more like an impostor than if she had showed up in her seamstress' garb! At least in her usual attire, she would have fit in with the estate's extensive staff, she thought forlornly.

Lord Herrington was an even bigger disappointment. He had barely spared her a glance from the moment she entered the carriage for the two hour trip from London out to the estate. He seemed more interested in talking with his valet then with her. When they'd arrived, he could not even remember her name to introduce her to their hostess, Lady Shackelton. Angeline sighed. So much for her girlish fantasy that he would fall madly in love with her.

But the absolute worst thing of all�the thing she would never forgive or forget for all her life had nothing to do with ugly dresses or boring uninterested lords. It was the realization that it wasn't her life that was dreadfully dull; it was she who was dreadfully dull! Moments ago she had been standing amidst glittering candlelit splendor with a glass of champagne in her hand and instead of captivating them all with her laughter and witty on dit like she often imagined she would, she cowered in a corner - behind a plant no less! Intimidated as she was by the upper crust crowd, truthfully it was the powerful scrutiny of one gentleman in particular that had sent her fleeing to the safety of a quiet nook.

Angeline had felt his eyes on her from the moment she tentatively entered the room. It would have been difficult not to notice the handsome lord. He stood head and shoulders above the other men, with light grey eyes that scanned the room. His full lips pressed tight above a strong, square jaw that tilted up as he scrutinized her. She remembered thinking the thick waves of raven black hair were the only thing that looked soft about the man. Mistaking his interest for displeasure, she'd grabbed a glass of champagne, her second, from a passing tray and scurried to relative safety behind a potted plant.

Angeline placed a hand over her stomach now fluttering at the mere thought of the mysterious lord who both frightened and fascinated her. With a renewed sense of determination, she vowed she would not waste this opportunity. She may be mad as a hatter for being here but she would not cower away.

Putting the pair of commanding grey eyes out of her mind, Angeline straightened her shoulders. "I'm going to march back into that parlor and laugh and smile and play the coquette with every lord I see," she declared out loud. "I will have my grand passionate adventure!"

"The hell you will," growled a response.

Katy Beth McKee on 02/13/2016 07:39am
Angeline is a poor girl who has been thrust into a situation she doesn't even understand. But luckily for her Jasper has decided to put her under his protection. His Lordship is drawn to her and isn't afraid to do whatever is needed to keep her safe. I like that while he also make sure to do right by her in all the way that matter.
Katy Beth McKee on 02/13/2016 07:39am
Angeline is a poor girl who has been thrust into a situation she doesn't even understand. But luckily for her Jasper has decided to put her under his protection. His Lordship is drawn to her and isn't afraid to do whatever is needed to keep her safe. I like that while he also make sure to do right by her in all the way that matter.
Martha on 08/07/2015 09:28pm
Some times too much of the sex and not enough of the story
Martha on 08/07/2015 09:28pm
Some times too much of the sex and not enough of the story
Marybeth on 06/28/2015 04:23pm
I enjoyed this story. I usually enjoy the stories by Zoe Blake. Angeline is a very sheltered naïve girl for being in the servant class. When she is expected to be the virgin sacrifice at a country party for the Ton, she finds herself in over her head. Lord Blackhurst decides that he wants her and takes her away. Again, Angeline finds herself in a difficult situation. He decides that she is going to be his little, whether she wishes it or not. It starts out non-consensual, but eventually, Angeline comes to crave her Papa’s attention. There are enemas, diapers, and lots of spankings. I highly recommend this story. I give this 4 stars.
Marybeth on 06/28/2015 04:23pm
I enjoyed this story. I usually enjoy the stories by Zoe Blake. Angeline is a very sheltered nave girl for being in the servant class. When she is expected to be the virgin sacrifice at a country party for the Ton, she finds herself in over her head. Lord Blackhurst decides that he wants her and takes her away. Again, Angeline finds herself in a difficult situation. He decides that she is going to be his little, whether she wishes it or not. It starts out non-consensual, but eventually, Angeline comes to crave her Papa۪s attention. There are enemas, diapers, and lots of spankings. I highly recommend this story. I give this 4 stars.
anon on 05/18/2015 08:31pm
This is the fourth story by Blake where the strong male chooses his little/woman without consulting her. As in the other stories, all works out to a happy relationship. This time Angeline finds out that something for nothing can be an awful lot. She finds herself out of her element at a weekend party being rescued by Lord Jasper who then decides to keep her for himself. He proceeds to train her to be the little he has always wanted, forcing her to discover her true self. As usual, the story ends with a wedding and I still would like to read more about their lives together. I also want the full story of Lord and Lady Fairfax, please.
anon on 05/18/2015 08:31pm
This is the fourth story by Blake where the strong male chooses his little/woman without consulting her. As in the other stories, all works out to a happy relationship. This time Angeline finds out that something for nothing can be an awful lot. She finds herself out of her element at a weekend party being rescued by Lord Jasper who then decides to keep her for himself. He proceeds to train her to be the little he has always wanted, forcing her to discover her true self. As usual, the story ends with a wedding and I still would like to read more about their lives together. I also want the full story of Lord and Lady Fairfax, please.
La Crimson Femme on 05/16/2015 11:07am
Innocent virgins are easily misled in the Victorian age.  With not much of a choice in life, Angeline wants to go on a grand adventure, just like her mother did. Well, she'd like to enjoy the adventure without a child as a souvenir. Given the chance to attend a Ton country weekend party with some new clothing, she jumps at the chance, not even thinking of why a nobody like her would be invited. Those who read historical romances will immediately understand the ramifications. Angeline is too green and young to know anything, especially with her low station in life. So when she finds herself in an orgy with her role as the virgin sacrifice, it is a bit daunting. Angeline finds what she thought she wanted only to discover it isn't as great as she thought it would be. Fortunately for her, there is another option, Lord Blackhurst. Once again, Angeline doesn't understand what she signs up for. Luckily, this time, her grand adventure will pay in wondrously depraved dividends. Ms. Blake creates a fantastically fun historical ageplay story with a pouty brat and heavy handed Papa. This is definitely a non-con/dub-con ageplay and it's so good. It's an entertaining fantasy to read as Angeline finds out the hard way what happens when she disobeys her future Papa. The ageplay in here is delicious with forced enemas, diapers and many spankings. Papa's special room to train Angeline is awesome. If only there were more scenes with naughty Angeline being thoroughly punished. This story is sexually maledom even with the addition of a nanny. It would be nice to have a governess mixed in for some bisexual training for Papa's pleasure. This is not to be. Still, the erotic ageplay scenes are smoking hawt. Ms. Blake is a fabulous ageplay writer and I always pick up her books to read. She's on the must read list. Highly recommended to ageplay readers who enjoy a historical setting with a no-nonsense nanny.
La Crimson Femme on 05/16/2015 11:07am
Innocent virgins are easily misled in the Victorian age. With not much of a choice in life, Angeline wants to go on a grand adventure, just like her mother did. Well, she'd like to enjoy the adventure without a child as a souvenir. Given the chance to attend a Ton country weekend party with some new clothing, she jumps at the chance, not even thinking of why a nobody like her would be invited. Those who read historical romances will immediately understand the ramifications. Angeline is too green and young to know anything, especially with her low station in life. So when she finds herself in an orgy with her role as the virgin sacrifice, it is a bit daunting. Angeline finds what she thought she wanted only to discover it isn't as great as she thought it would be. Fortunately for her, there is another option, Lord Blackhurst. Once again, Angeline doesn't understand what she signs up for. Luckily, this time, her grand adventure will pay in wondrously depraved dividends. Ms. Blake creates a fantastically fun historical ageplay story with a pouty brat and heavy handed Papa. This is definitely a non-con/dub-con ageplay and it's so good. It's an entertaining fantasy to read as Angeline finds out the hard way what happens when she disobeys her future Papa. The ageplay in here is delicious with forced enemas, diapers and many spankings. Papa's special room to train Angeline is awesome. If only there were more scenes with naughty Angeline being thoroughly punished. This story is sexually maledom even with the addition of a nanny. It would be nice to have a governess mixed in for some bisexual training for Papa's pleasure. This is not to be. Still, the erotic ageplay scenes are smoking hawt. Ms. Blake is a fabulous ageplay writer and I always pick up her books to read. She's on the must read list. Highly recommended to ageplay readers who enjoy a historical setting with a no-nonsense nanny.
Lasey Lane on 05/09/2015 12:07pm
Zoe Blake does it again! I found myself being drawn into the world of Angeline and Lord Blackhurst and not wanting it leave. Young Angeline – the seamstress - is so innocent and naïve that she could not have expected what had been planned for her by the elite and scandalous social circle in which she finds herself one evening. Thank goodness for Lord Blackhurst, who recognizes that Angeline is bound to be harmed and left in shame without someone stepping in to help. While I was glad he stepped up to help her – he did have his selfish reasons because he wanted take her as his own. Lord B. decides that he wants to make Angeline his little – and he has no problem setting her along the path he has chosen for her. There were some non-consensual elements in this story – especially in these beginning stages. I would classify this book as a combination spanking and age-play novel. Please note that this reviewer was provided with an advance review copy of the book in exchange for an honest review.
Lasey Lane on 05/09/2015 12:07pm
Zoe Blake does it again! I found myself being drawn into the world of Angeline and Lord Blackhurst and not wanting it leave. Young Angeline the seamstress - is so innocent and nave that she could not have expected what had been planned for her by the elite and scandalous social circle in which she finds herself one evening. Thank goodness for Lord Blackhurst, who recognizes that Angeline is bound to be harmed and left in shame without someone stepping in to help. While I was glad he stepped up to help her he did have his selfish reasons because he wanted take her as his own. Lord B. decides that he wants to make Angeline his little and he has no problem setting her along the path he has chosen for her. There were some non-consensual elements in this story especially in these beginning stages. I would classify this book as a combination spanking and age-play novel. Please note that this reviewer was provided with an advance review copy of the book in exchange for an honest review.
Ann Low on 05/06/2015 01:15am
Th book is well-written, with a well developed plot on how Angeline became acquainted with Lord Blackhurst. The relationship starts off on a non consensual note as Angeline attempts to protest the training and treatment she experienced at the beginning. However, it all ends well for the couple.
Ann Low on 05/06/2015 01:15am
Th book is well-written, with a well developed plot on how Angeline became acquainted with Lord Blackhurst. The relationship starts off on a non consensual note as Angeline attempts to protest the training and treatment she experienced at the beginning. However, it all ends well for the couple.
Meg on 05/05/2015 07:59pm
All Angeline wants is to have a grand adventure like her mother had. She never considered that agreeing to accompany a Lord to a house party would change her entire life. Lord Blackhurst is astonished to see such an innocent at the yearly party where anything goes and everyone trades partners. His instinct is to protect the little beauty not only from the house guests but from herself. If she wants a grand adventure, he has no problem in taking her on one.
Meg on 05/05/2015 07:59pm
All Angeline wants is to have a grand adventure like her mother had. She never considered that agreeing to accompany a Lord to a house party would change her entire life. Lord Blackhurst is astonished to see such an innocent at the yearly party where anything goes and everyone trades partners. His instinct is to protect the little beauty not only from the house guests but from herself. If she wants a grand adventure, he has no problem in taking her on one.
soundslikefun on 05/05/2015 06:24pm
Angelina finds herself at a party where is definitely doesn't belong. Fortunately for her Lord Blackhurst is willing to step in, uninvited of course, and give her what she needs most, a loving and protective papa!
soundslikefun on 05/05/2015 06:24pm
Angelina finds herself at a party where is definitely doesn't belong. Fortunately for her Lord Blackhurst is willing to step in, uninvited of course, and give her what she needs most, a loving and protective papa!
SH on 05/05/2015 06:40am
Lord Blackhurst notices Angeline across the room at a party and decides, then and there, that she will belong to him. The urge to protect her from the guests at the rather unique party is overwhelming. At the same time, Angeline is feeling completely out of her element but when Lord Blackhurst stakes his claim she is not sure what to make of it but, when honest with herself, she knows she wants to belong to him. Their journey has some bumps along the road but oh, it is so worth the ride! Fantastic read!
SH on 05/05/2015 06:40am
Lord Blackhurst notices Angeline across the room at a party and decides, then and there, that she will belong to him. The urge to protect her from the guests at the rather unique party is overwhelming. At the same time, Angeline is feeling completely out of her element but when Lord Blackhurst stakes his claim she is not sure what to make of it but, when honest with herself, she knows she wants to belong to him. Their journey has some bumps along the road but oh, it is so worth the ride! Fantastic read!
Margaret Corcoran on 05/04/2015 02:15pm
I love Zoe Blake and this is a brilliantly written example of her work. It has strong characters and well written scenes. It is very explicit with a lot of intimate detail of sex scenes. I really loved this book and I highly recommend it.
Margaret Corcoran on 05/04/2015 02:15pm
I love Zoe Blake and this is a brilliantly written example of her work. It has strong characters and well written scenes. It is very explicit with a lot of intimate detail of sex scenes. I really loved this book and I highly recommend it.
Redrabbitt on 05/04/2015 11:24am
Lord Jasper Blackhurst finds himself at a risqué country party hosted by Lady Shacketton, along with several friends from the ton. But what stands out is this angelic child-like woman who is so out of place. Angeline Fay was coerced into attending with Herrington by his mother, not realizing she is to be a virgin sacrifice for the gaiety of the crowd. Blackhurst seizes Angeline and claims her for himself, starting off with a bare-bottom spanking and sending her to bed. He will take her home and make her his own special little one and become her Papa. This age-play story has plenty of spankings, training of total submission, and explicit sex scenes. It also has some surprise scenes from the party of Lady Shackelton and her guest.
Redrabbitt on 05/04/2015 11:24am
Lord Jasper Blackhurst finds himself at a risqu̩ country party hosted by Lady Shacketton, along with several friends from the ton. But what stands out is this angelic child-like woman who is so out of place. Angeline Fay was coerced into attending with Herrington by his mother, not realizing she is to be a virgin sacrifice for the gaiety of the crowd. Blackhurst seizes Angeline and claims her for himself, starting off with a bare-bottom spanking and sending her to bed. He will take her home and make her his own special little one and become her Papa. This age-play story has plenty of spankings, training of total submission, and explicit sex scenes. It also has some surprise scenes from the party of Lady Shackelton and her guest.
Laurel Lasky on 05/04/2015 11:06am
This well written book by Zoe Blake has a facinationing storyline. On the surface it seems non consensual but as you read Angeline is a innocent little seamstress who is brought to a Ton party by unscrupulous people who want to use her to obtain their own nefarious purpose. Lord Blackhurst rescues her to make her his own. This book goes into deep detail of Angelina's training to be a little with all the elements of Ageplay. This includes enemas, spanking, diapers and explicit sex. Does she love Lord Blackhurst? Read it to find out.
Laurel Lasky on 05/04/2015 11:06am
This well written book by Zoe Blake has a facinationing storyline. On the surface it seems non consensual but as you read Angeline is a innocent little seamstress who is brought to a Ton party by unscrupulous people who want to use her to obtain their own nefarious purpose. Lord Blackhurst rescues her to make her his own. This book goes into deep detail of Angelina's training to be a little with all the elements of Ageplay. This includes enemas, spanking, diapers and explicit sex. Does she love Lord Blackhurst? Read it to find out.

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