Clara stays

Dear Diary,
I want to die! I hate my family and I want to leave this stupid planet!

Dear Diary,
I chose to stay. All of my belongings were with the carriage, and these frontier types can be very unsavory, especially if the most "trustworthy" man my father could find was about to take his daughter's virginity. When he came back, I sat silently. "'Ere ya go." he said, handing me a bottle of wine. "Drink up. It'll loosen yer legs and numb ya' up a bit."

I popped the cork. This was going to happen whether I was drunk or sober, so I drank. He started unlacing my corset. I didn't even pour it into the wine glass. He was good. Nimble fingers. He'd taken a lot of maiden's corsets off, evidently. Within a minute it was off, and his hands roamed my chest. In another minute, I was topless. "I would have ya' suck it again, but time is getting close. Best get yer' knickers off." I stood, and looked at him in disbelief.

"What do you mean time is getting short?" I said, covering my breasts with my arm as I pushed my skirt to the floor. He looked up at me, a sudden realization in his eyes.

"You me you ain't figured it out yet? I'm what's called a Randy Chaperone. You got caught doin' somethin' and yer parents want an excuse for why you ain't a virgin anymore. They figure you'll be fuckin' the kitchen staff before long, and need their excuse ready for future suitors. That's where I come in. You see, to them, I represent all that they despise, and more importantly, want you to despise. So, I knock out two birds with one stone by takin' yer virginity lettin' you off the hook for yer whorin' till marriage, and if I do my job right, instill a hatred for the common man in your "elitist" heart."

I was stunned. He checked his watch again. "Come on then. Daddy'll be bursting through that door in outrage in about 10 minutes. Lets get this over with," he said as he started stroking himself. I stood there, stripped naked in a room with a man that my own father had paid to forcibly deflower me. Indecision hit me. Should I flee? Or submit to him to get it over with? Or should I make my father pay for this outrage? Whatever I was going to decide, I needed to do it soon. He was holding his member, and approaching.