Chosen to Be His Little Angeline

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Authors: Zoe Blake
Tags: Erótica, Historical, Literature & Fiction, BDSM, Romantic Erotica, Victorian
from the strain of trying to clench her bottom closed.
    Fairfax gave a final driving thrust. Madeline howled in pain. The eight inch dildo was fully seated in her tender bottom, her puckered hole stretched smooth and thin around the base. He ran a finger over the angry red edge.
    "Take it out. It feels wrong. It's stretching me too open. Please!" she begged.
    Fairfax pinched her swollen cunny lips and pulled them open wide, exposing the sensitive soft pink inner skin.
    "What are you doing?"
    Fairfax began to quickly flick his tongue back and forth over her engorged nub.
    "No! Don't! I don't want to feel this," she exclaimed.
    "But your body does," he responded. "This is the full release your body craves."
    Fairfax continued to flick her bundle of nerves till Madeline was flushed and breathing heavily. The moment he knew she was close to release, he leaned up…
    "I'm…I'm..." she breathed.
    "I know, baby."
    Madeline closed her eyes, swept up in his strength, in the power of her own release. After fighting her attraction to him for so long, it was a release in itself to just give in, to allow him to carry her away.
    Fairfax positioned the head of his cock at her entrance. With the large dildo forced up her bottom, he knew she was going to be impossibly tight. He rubbed the head over her clit, gathering her own moisture to ease his way in. Grabbing her hips, he thrust his own forward. She moaned as his shaft slowly squeezed into her tight passage.
    "Oh god, I've never felt this full…this tight," she groaned. Madeline had never experienced such complete fulfillment. As he slowly possessed her with his cock, she was so tight she could feel the ridge of the bulbous head as it moved deeper into her body. She was in awe. When he was seated to the hilt, he paused.
    Fairfax leaned his forehead against her own. They breathed in each other's air. She could feel him pulse inside of her. Her whole body hummed with the energy of her coming release. The punishment, the pain, and the lack of control - he had bound her body to free her mind, to free her to feel the full impact of all he had to give.
    "Do you finally understand?" he asked, searching her eyes for the truth.
    "I understand."
    Fairfax smiled. "Took you long enough, Maddie my dear," he teased as he once again started to slowly thrust.
     
     
     

Chapter Five – A Picnic With Her Future Papa
     
    "Wake up, my little angel."
    Angeline felt the soft brush of a petal against her cheek. Her eyes fluttered open to see Blackhurst leaning over her with a pink rose.
    "Oh my," she exclaimed as she struggled to sit up. Cheeks flaming hotly, she grasped the bed linens close to her chest. "Lord Blackhurst!"
    Looking delightfully innocent and ruffled, fresh from a night's sleep, it was all Blackhurst could do not to strip down and join her under the warm covers. Playfully touching her on the tip of the nose with the pink rose he held, he admonished, "You almost slept the day away."
    Uncertain how to react to a man in her bedroom let alone a powerful and handsome lord, Angeline just stared at his perfectly tied cravat, unable to meet his eyes.
    Blackhurst tugged on one of Angeline's blonde ringlet curls to get her attention, wanting to see those big, beautiful, midnight blue eyes in the daylight. "I have an amusing day planned for my little adventurer."
    He was not disappointed when her eyes lit up with delight.
    "Truly!" she exclaimed, forgetting her nervousness.
    "Truly," he laughed.
    When he had learned of the planned entertainments for the day, he knew he needed to spirit her away. He did not want his little innocent corrupted by witnessing Lady Shackelton's version of Derby Day with the gentlemen playing the thoroughbreds.
    "But first, I need to make sure your bottom is not too sore from your punishment last night."
    Angeline stared at him with mounting horror, surely he did not mean to look at her bare bottom! In the daylight! She shook her head, slowly scooting away.
    "Now, Angeline,

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