Black Dorn [submission/punishment/bondage] - Plot & Excerpts
You will frighten the poor child." Through tears, Branwyn stared at her uncle and aunt. "I…I do not understand. Why must I go?" Her aunt sat next to her. "It is your time, child. A husband has been chosen. You must leave us to join with him." "About time it is!" Her uncle’s face grew redder with each word. "One year shy of a score she is, and still unwed. She must fall to her knees to thank God someone wishes to marry such an old spinster." Branwyn slapped the arm of her chair. "I decline. It is my right. I shall not marry this man!" "How many men do you think you can refuse?" Her uncle paced about the small room. "This is the fourth suitor to ask for your hand. You cannot. It is done. Your things are being loaded as we speak." He jerked back a curtain in the window and pointed. The door opened and in stepped a tall broad-shouldered soldier. "The carriage awaits." "Branwyn." Aunt Selda patted her hand. "You have no dowry. This is a good match. He is a rich man. He will give you babies." Suspicion gnawed at Branwyn's stomach.
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