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led you to this impression. I will speak to her, and have her apologize if necessary. I do not hold your station in society against you. My regiment was full of men from all walks of life, and some of the bravest, best men I’ve ever known hold neither lands nor titles.” He sighed heavily. “One was a young man named Robert. He took a bullet to save me. I could not save him. On the other hand, I have just recently written to a brother whom I have disowned for a wrong he did to a young lady simply because he found she did not have the wealth he’d hoped to gain through marriage.” He paused. “I will not go into details, but understand that I see you as a beautiful young woman of worth.”
He could see her struggling to discern whether he was telling her the truth.
“Then why keep me locked away as a child?”
“Because that is the way of my family. My father kept my mother as his ward, and they had such a happy life together. She never wanted for a thing, never had to guess whether an action was right or wrong because he gave her a framework that made decision making easy. He offered her loving correction when she was naughty, but the rest of the time spoiled her silly. My father was like me; he did not care for the social scene, but rather enjoyed being ensconced with his family. I only seek to give you the comforts my father gave my mother, and to enjoy you as he enjoyed her. That is, if you will have me. If you decide now that you’ve been aggrieved, as much as it pains me I will release you with enough money for a comfortable life.”
He could see the defiance in her expression become doubt.
“You’re being true in your words?” she asked.
“Yes,” he said. “I am a man of honor, Imogen, and I would be your papa, and have you be both lady of this house and my little girl. But I realize now that if we are to move forward that I must give you a say in this matter. I sought to save you, but I will not force you into this if you are truly offended by what I offer.”
Now Imogen’s eyes filled with tears, and Royce watched as she drew her knees to her chest.
“I’m afraid,” she said.
“You don’t have to be afraid,” he said. “You will be safe and cared for, no matter your decision.”
“No, you don’t understand. I’m afraid because I’m confused. I’ve been trying to hate you, but underneath it all, I find myself longing for you, for your… touch. I’ve been fighting as much against myself as I have against you, trying to find reasons to resist, because I am drawn to what you offer like a moth to a flame.”
He smiled at her, running a hand along her cheek. “My little rebel,” he said, “rebels against herself.” He drew her to him then, and felt his heart soar when she allowed herself to be settled into his lap. “I do understand. You have no precedent for trust. It takes both surrender and strength to trust yourself, body and soul, to a man you barely know. But I solemnly vow, my sweet little Imogen, to protect and care for you, to guide you and to awaken feelings you were never aware you could have.”
She dropped her eyes and blushed, and Royce felt his cock grow stiff at her sudden coyness.
“But this will start by addressing the matter at hand, quite literally.” He’d reached for her palm again and opened it. “You touched yourself against my orders. They were not intended to deny you pleasure, but to nurture and direct it. If you are to stay, you will be punished for what you did. Do you accept this?”
She raised her eyes to his, and in them he could see fear mingling with excitement.
“Yes,” she said.
“To fully agree to what I’m offering you, Imogen, you must answer me properly. Do you accept this?”
“Yes, papa,” she said, and there was a huskiness to her sweet voice that was welcoming and new.
He raised her to standing from his lap and then lifted her gown over her head. She stood before him, naked and Royce gave a ragged sigh as he took in
He could see her struggling to discern whether he was telling her the truth.
“Then why keep me locked away as a child?”
“Because that is the way of my family. My father kept my mother as his ward, and they had such a happy life together. She never wanted for a thing, never had to guess whether an action was right or wrong because he gave her a framework that made decision making easy. He offered her loving correction when she was naughty, but the rest of the time spoiled her silly. My father was like me; he did not care for the social scene, but rather enjoyed being ensconced with his family. I only seek to give you the comforts my father gave my mother, and to enjoy you as he enjoyed her. That is, if you will have me. If you decide now that you’ve been aggrieved, as much as it pains me I will release you with enough money for a comfortable life.”
He could see the defiance in her expression become doubt.
“You’re being true in your words?” she asked.
“Yes,” he said. “I am a man of honor, Imogen, and I would be your papa, and have you be both lady of this house and my little girl. But I realize now that if we are to move forward that I must give you a say in this matter. I sought to save you, but I will not force you into this if you are truly offended by what I offer.”
Now Imogen’s eyes filled with tears, and Royce watched as she drew her knees to her chest.
“I’m afraid,” she said.
“You don’t have to be afraid,” he said. “You will be safe and cared for, no matter your decision.”
“No, you don’t understand. I’m afraid because I’m confused. I’ve been trying to hate you, but underneath it all, I find myself longing for you, for your… touch. I’ve been fighting as much against myself as I have against you, trying to find reasons to resist, because I am drawn to what you offer like a moth to a flame.”
He smiled at her, running a hand along her cheek. “My little rebel,” he said, “rebels against herself.” He drew her to him then, and felt his heart soar when she allowed herself to be settled into his lap. “I do understand. You have no precedent for trust. It takes both surrender and strength to trust yourself, body and soul, to a man you barely know. But I solemnly vow, my sweet little Imogen, to protect and care for you, to guide you and to awaken feelings you were never aware you could have.”
She dropped her eyes and blushed, and Royce felt his cock grow stiff at her sudden coyness.
“But this will start by addressing the matter at hand, quite literally.” He’d reached for her palm again and opened it. “You touched yourself against my orders. They were not intended to deny you pleasure, but to nurture and direct it. If you are to stay, you will be punished for what you did. Do you accept this?”
She raised her eyes to his, and in them he could see fear mingling with excitement.
“Yes,” she said.
“To fully agree to what I’m offering you, Imogen, you must answer me properly. Do you accept this?”
“Yes, papa,” she said, and there was a huskiness to her sweet voice that was welcoming and new.
He raised her to standing from his lap and then lifted her gown over her head. She stood before him, naked and Royce gave a ragged sigh as he took in
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