Philip Hartley owns an elite finishing school and a hidden gem
that focuses on the sexual submission and complete discipline of young ladies.
Behavior, expectations, and beliefs are quite different there. A finishing
school to help a woman find that little girl which once was lost. A private
school that requires their pupils to surrender their bodies, their minds, and
their souls to their betrothed.
When Henrietta Waters’ estranged uncle decides it best for her
to attend the Ashby Chateau, and become betrothed to a proper husband, she has
no choice but to comply. Especially since the recent death of her father has
left her with very little options.
But can Etta fully surrender in ways she has never imagined? Can
she allow a nanny to take care of her, fully take care of her every need? Can she
submit to discipline and sexual training as the purity of her inner child
blends with the fire of her sexual desires? And is it possible for her to truly
become the little love that Headmaster Philip Hartley demands?
Publisher’s Note: Enrolling Little Etta is a Victorian erotic romance that
focuses on ageplay, anal play, spankings, and graphic sex. If a spicy Victorian
is not your cup of tea, then please do not take a sip.
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EXCERPT
"Come inside, have a seat," Papa said. He patted
the examination table.
Chewing her bottom lip nervously, Etta climbed atop the
table, her legs dangling off. "Why am I here? I am not sick."
"Doctor Colt works with all the students at
Ashby," Papa said. "His job is to make sure they are all in good
health. He is going to do an examination on you today."
It was not a question. Etta did not seem to have a choice.
"What kind of examination?" She remembered her father's doctor
listening to his heart and ailing lungs.
"Doctor Colt is going to check your temperature, make
sure your heart and lungs are strong, and that everything is working as it
should be."
"All right." That did not sound so terrible.
"He is also going to
examine you to make sure that your virginity is still intact."
Those words were enough
encouragement to get Etta to bolt from the bed. "Mr. Hartley! I
can assure you that is not necessary!"
"Papa," he warned,
giving her a look that told her not to cross him. "And you, my little
love, will do as I say."
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