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the effects of my earlier administrations my dear. I can assure you that we will continue with those games the moment I have you married and in our wedding bed. It will be a delight to tame you my love." Cole brushed his knuckles over her sensitive nipples quickly back and forth until he forced a moan of pleasure from deep inside her.
    Jolie blushed crimson as they rode towards the plantation house. There were several slaves about and she knew she looked practically naked in her wet chemise even with the Monsieur's shirt around her shoulders. Her bare legs stuck out from under the hem and she bowed her head in shame. The shocked gasp of one of the house girls made her cheeks flame scarlet. One of the slaves came forward to take his horse as Cole dismounted and reached for Jolie . All attention was on them. The question of why Miss Jolie was bound and near naked shone in their eyes, but the slaves did nothing to interfere . Hank was a hard man who punished his slaves frequently and fiercely. It pa id to mind one's own business.
    He carried her into her stepfat her's study and dropped her in the large horsehair chair. It prickled her bare legs and she shifted uncomfortably as s he glared at Cole with hate and disdain. "Now we'll just sit and wait for Hank to come home. I don't think you'll be putting on such airs this evening love. Passion will replace hatred in those beautiful eyes." The sound of an approaching carriage could be heard as he was finishing his taunting words and Jolie gave a little squeak of fear. Could Hank be back so early? Her heart dropped to the pit of her stomach when she heard his voice outside the window.
    "Well now aren't you the lucky one? Seems he's home already." Cole walked to the doorway of the study and called for Hank. He quickly told her stepfather what she had been up to in his absence and how he had saved her from being raped as the two of them entered the room. Hank slowly closed the door behind h im and walked to the chair in which Jolie had been dropped.
    "Father… "
    "Shut your mouth you little harlot. Look at you. I can see right through your shift. That sinful hair of yours is flowing down your back , just begging a man to wrap his fingers in it , an d your breasts are practically spilling out. Any man who came upon you at the stream would have thought you were asking to be taken. Your wicked enticing body could have made even a gentleman sin seeing you like this. You should thank the Lord that Monsie u r Jameson has restraint, and came along to rescue you before you were molested."
    "Father please, it was so hot… I just wanted to cool off. And he didn't rescue me! He bound my hands and tried… "
    "Silence young lady! You will speak when asked to. Now I have to figure out a way to keep your reputation from being ruined. No decent man wants a wife who's been touched by another." Jolie 's che eks flamed scarlet and her green eyes shone bright with tears as Hank raked his gaze over her almost naked body. The wet sh ift stuck to her skin and was almost transparent. It squeezed her breasts, making the tops of the soft white mounds rise over the neckline. And her hair, Hank hated it but there wasn't much she could do with her hair. It was a mass of golden locks that flo wed down to her waist, and refused to be tamed. Hank said it enticed men. It seemed to Jolie that everything about her enticed sin in the eyes of her stepfather.
    Cole thought the scene before him was playing out perfectly. It was going just as he'd hoped i t would. The wench would be his by nightfall. "Sir, I can explain why she is still bound and unclothed. Your daughter was in such a panic when I got to her that I was afraid she'd fight me even though I had the best intentions. It was clear that she was a l most hysterical from her ordeal. I worried she would fall from my horse if I cut her bindings and I couldn't set her free to get dressed without fearing she would run away right into the hands of the b astard who tried