Status Updates From Forsaking Hope (Fair Cypria...

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Chapter 4: I suppose Hope can deny she had a sister. That way she would not give into the blackmail. Or if the threat prevailed, Hope and her sister can deny their relationship; declaring that they're not related amd don't know each other.

'His hand shot out to seize the poker from her but Hope was too quick. Rolling onto her side, she aimed the point for the region of his eyes, closed her own, & w/ all her strength she had left, lunged forwards & upwards. A moment of silence followed. The world swirled behind her closed eyes in shades of black & red.' ....The fireplace: an unwise choice for raping a hardened courtesan. :P

'Oh, he was so many things. Seducer. Or was that putting too fine a point on it. Rapist? Yes, but men in his position didn't go to court for doing what he'd done to women like her. W/ her father dead, Wilfred--rapist, seducer--had become, ironically, her protector. And now he was protector of her sister's happiness.'

'With a cry, he plunged into her, his hands pinioning her wrists as he thrust into her, & she whimpered in pleasure. Let him take that away. The fact that he'd brought a jade to the pinnacle.' ....He can't possibly hate Impure Prostitute Hope more than you already hate yourself, hon. Poor kid.

'"I enjoyed what we shared 3 nights ago." She was back in character, her voice husky & suggestive as she slowly stroked his cheek. It was her best defense. Let him sate his disappointment through the pleasures of the flesh. She'd loved him but he was just a man, after all. Like all the others, he saw her only as a conduit for his dreams of what a good woman should be.'

'Hope stepped into the passage, trying to put dull resignation ahead of pure panic. Her palms were slick with dread, & she hoped she was successful in concealing the rapid, shallow breathing that might make her more of a victim. Evil relished vulnerability.'

'The noise of the traffic rumbling over the cobbles & the shrill calls of competing vendors settled upon the tense silence. Madame Chambon's other girls, ranged around the sumptuously appointed room on red velvet upholstered banquettes, watched the exchange with prurient fascination.' ....Madame don't take no sass. :P