She can't, it's just too sinful.

“Come here, Evelyn.” The man reached for her again, “Give your Daddy a nice kiss.” Perhaps it was the way her John kept referring to himself as her 'Daddy' that made Christine snap. If it had just been a matter of giving up her maidenhead, she might have been able to follow through with it. But she had a father, and Baron Gerard was nothing like this disgusting pervert.

“I said 'No'!” Even though she was half the man's weight, Christine had no trouble pushing the surprised John away.

“Don't be afraid, little girl; your Daddy is going to take real good care of you.” He reached for her again this time a little more cautiously, but once again Christine easily slapped his hands away. “Be careful, Dear. You don't want Daddy to have to give your pretty little backside a spanking.”

“You're nothing like my Father!” Christine angrily pointed her finger at the overweight pig. “My father is a great man. You're a pathetic small-minded pervert.”

Another man, the Black Prince, the Verderer even Merthin would likely have personally made Christine pay for her defiance, but the truth of the matter was that Christine was right about her customer. The man in question was a coward through and through which is why he liked these father/daughter games where he was in control.

“You'll pay for this, you whore!” The man's words came out in a high-pitched squeak that may have made Christine smile if not for their viciousness. The John slammed the door on the way out so hard that Christine's ears rang. Alone in the silence of the small room, she had time to consider what she's done.