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the spanking was over, but Blackhurst returned to his position to the side of her.
    In the several minutes that had passed, the sharp stinging had mellowed to a heated glow. When he resumed the punishment, it felt even more painful than the first smack. Angeline opened her mouth and cried out, dropping her hand.
    "Put your thumb back in your mouth, little one, before I increase your punishment for disobeying."
    Angeline nodded her head 'yes' with a sob, and placed her thumb back in her mouth.
    Caressing her bottom, Blackhurst was pleased with the level of heat radiating off her skin when he was finished. It glowed a satisfying red with a nice even tone, no mottled purple areas or bruising. She would have an hour or two of discomfort at the most.
    Reluctantly, he pulled her skirts down to cover her well-punished backside.
    "You may rise, Angeline."
    Awkwardly, she rose up, still keeping her thumb in her mouth, not wanting to risk another punishment. Blackhurst smiled. She looked so adorable with her hair slightly mussed and her dark blue eyes big and bright from recently shed tears. He closed his hands over her shoulders and pulled her close to his chest for a hug.
    Angeline brushed her face against the fabric of his waistcoat. The silk brocade felt cool against her hot, wet cheek. Closing her eyes, she breathed deep. He smelled like cloves and brandy. It was a warm, masculine scent.
    "You were a very good girl for your punishment," he soothed. "Were you not such an innocent I would give you a kiss between your sweet thighs this very moment to ease the throbbing caused by the spanking I just gave you."
    Angeline blushed furiously at his words…that he should know of her secret shame! Tears sprung to eyes as she struggled with her confused emotions. She had no way to account for her body's aroused reaction to the painful punishment.
    "Do not cry, angel," he said as he wiped away a tear. "You may not understand but I do."
    With those cryptic words, he released his hold on her and crossed to the bell pull to summon a servant and unlock the study door. Angeline immediately missed his strength and comfort. It seemed odd since this was the same man who had just spanked her moments before but instinctively she knew it was not to truly harm her.
    Blackhurst crossed back to her. He grasped her chin and raised her head to meet his stern gaze.
    "You are to go straight to your room to take a bath and go to bed."
    Immediately forgetting the punishment she just received, Angeline pouted. "What about the party? It is early yet. I do not want to go to bed like a child."
    "You will do as you are told. I want you tucked safely in your room away from the adult guests."
    Angeline opened her mouth to argue further but Blackhurst cut her off.
    "Would my little one like another spanking so soon after her first one?"
    "No," she grumbled.
    At that moment, a housemaid arrived. She listened to Blackhurst's instructions and with a curtsy started to lead Angeline away. Angeline ran back to Blackhurst. He stared down at her with a raised eyebrow. With a blush, Angeline admitted, "Sir, we have not actually been formally introduced."
    With a smile and a formal bow, he said, "Lord Jasper Blackhurst, at your service, Miss Angeline Fay." Angeline was startled to learn he already knew her full Christian name.
    "But you shall call me Papa," he directed.
    Angeline creased her brow, but before she could ask any further questions, the housemaid pulled her out of the room.
    Blackhurst crossed to the study desk and took up a fountain pen and a piece of plain vellum he found at the ready. He scrawled a quick note to his butler, Baxter. He rang for another servant. When they arrived, he handed them the note. "See that this is delivered to my estate by messenger immediately."
    Ready the nursery. Hire a Nanny.
    -         B
     
     

Chapter Three – Meanwhile In The Parlor
     
    Blackhurst returned to the parlor and was immediately approached by Lord Fairfax.
    "Did