Spanked For Their Amusement - Anna Austin - ebook
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With her family wallowing in debt, Elizabeth Verney must make the ultimate sacrifice. For one night only, she will offer up her virtue at the infamous the Hellfire Club. Innocent though she is, Elizabeth knows that to save her family she must participate in the most depraved and sinful practices imaginable, and submit to the dark desires of the gentlemen of the Hellfire Club. ~~~~~ PG Excerpt ~~~~~ Elizabeth, however, was much too proud to seek help from a marriage, although a good match would have solved her problem for the rest of her life. But she did not want to marry because someone took pity on her, she did not want to tie herself to someone who knew that she had no choice but to. As the situation seemed to get worse with each passing day, her pride and determination were all Elizabeth had. Still, she had a solution that she had not dared to use yet. There was a club in London that everyone knew of, but no one knew the identities of the members and visitors  or if they knew, they did not tell. Only the mistress was known to be Lady Bagshott, but her wealth and connections ensured that her social standing remained untarnished. Like all things shrouded in mystery, people spoke of the club in hushed tones with equal parts of disapproval and fascination. "The Hellfire Club," they said, "is the most depraved place in all of England."

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Spanked For Their Amusement

Victorian BDSM Eroticaby Anna Austin

This is a work of fiction. Similarities to real people, places, or events are entirely coincidental.

Copyright © 2018 Anna Austin

Written by Anna Austin

~~ All characters in this book are 18 or over. ~~

Elizabeth had always thought that noblemen and noblewomen who had titles but not much in the way of wealth only existed in stories. Everyone seemed to know someone, who knew someone, whose brother could barely afford the lifestyle befitting of his title, but those tales often sounded like rumours without substance. Ladies gasped gently when they heard of an Earl or a Viscount two counties over who had supposedly lost their fortune and gentlemen clicked their tongues disapprovingly. But no one in Elizabeth’s family’s circle had ever known these stories to be true.

That is why it came as such a shock when she found that her family was not as well off and secured as she had thought. When she found out that her mother’s lavish parties and her father’s rotten luck at gambling had left her and her sisters without inheritance and her family with naught but their house and their titles, Elizabeth could not do much else but to cry and hope that fortune would find them again.

Of course, a night of tears and helpless prayers did not reparations make, so they were much in the same situation - if not worse - a month later. Each member of the family now kept mostly to themselves, but outside of the house, her sisters were more social than ever, in the hopes of finding a husband as soon as possible.

Elizabeth, however, was much too proud to seek help from a marriage, although a good match would have solved her problem for the rest of her life. But she did not want to marry because someone took pity on her, she did not want to tie herself to someone who knew that she had no choice but to. As the situation seemed to get worse with each passing day, her pride and determination were all Elizabeth had.

Still, she had a solution that she had not dared to use yet. There was a club in London that everyone knew of, but no one knew the identities of the members and visitors – or if they knew, they did not tell. Only the mistress was known to be Lady Bagshott, but her wealth and connections ensured that her social standing remained untarnished. Like all things shrouded in mystery, people spoke of the club in hushed tones with equal parts of disapproval and fascination. “The Hellfire Club,” they said, “is the most depraved place in all of England.”

The Hellfire Club was a place where girls could sell their bodies to depraved gentlemen for exorbitant amounts of money as long as they agreed to do anything and everything the members wished. And while Elizabeth would always have to carry the shameful secret, at least no one else had to know that she had been there - she would rather sell herself in secret for a night than openly for a lifetime, because a marriage in her situation was nothing but a transaction.

But Elizabeth decided to wait a while before going there, hoping that another option would present itself.

The next few weeks saw one of her sisters getting engaged to a fairly wealthy but otherwise unremarkable viscount, but her father and mother fell into deeper despair when it became clear that their son-in-law had no intention of supporting the rest of the family. So Elizabeth swallowed her pride and informed her father that she would be going to London for a day, perhaps two.

“I certainly hope it’s to find a husband.”