by Noir, Stella
Her Godfather
By Stella Noir and Roxy Sinclaire
© 2016 Stella Noir, Roxy Sinclaire
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This book is a work of fiction. Any resemblance to persons, living or dead, or places, events or locations is purely coincidental. The characters are all productions of the author’s imagination.
Please note that this work is intended only for adults over the age of 18 and all characters represented as 18 or over.
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Table of Contents
Chapter 1
Chapter 2
Chapter 3
Chapter 4
Chapter 5
Chapter 6
Chapter 7
Chapter 8
Chapter 9
Chapter 10
Chapter 11
Chapter 12
Chapter 13
Chapter 14
Chapter 15
Chapter 16
Epilogue
Trapped In His World
About The Author
Chapter 1
Joel Longwood sat in silence as he listened to the police officer recount the details of the accident that had taken the lives of two of his best friends. Gerald and Rowena had been on their way home from a corporate party when a drunk driver had crossed the line and hit them head on. Both had been wearing their seatbelts, but the impact was so severe that it nearly cut Gerald in two. Rowena suffered a broken neck and both victims were trapped in the car. It took the local rescue squad more than two hours to cut their crushed, lifeless bodies out of the wreckage.
Joel had known Gerald and Rowena Fallon for many years, and their death was upsetting for more than one reason. Rhonda had come along later in life, and the couple had no other family to speak of. When Rhonda was born they begged Joel to agree to be her godfather. The request had taken Joel by surprise, because Rowena knew about his dark side and his desire for dominant sexual experiences. The two of them had spent many hours of pleasure together before Gerald came along and swept Rowena off her feet. Under different circumstances, Joel would have resented Gerald, but Joel hadn’t been ready to settle down just then, and despite how beautiful Rowena was, he knew that she deserved a man who would love her and give her a happy life.
Joel had been gone for the past ten years, only recently returning to settle down in the mansion he had inherited from his parents. He had spent his time away traveling the world, getting to know as many different cultures as he could. One country in particular had held his attention; the women there had taught him the art of sexual bondage. They knew how to inflict pain, but also pleasure at the same time. He had learned a lot from these women, unfortunately the women who usually tried to attract his attention had no idea how to please a man like him.
Joel knew that Rhonda was nineteen, but he also knew that she had led a very sheltered life. She had grown into a pretty woman, looking very much like her mother, but he seriously doubted that she had any experience at pleasing men. That was something he could take care of, and soon. If she was half the woman her mother had been she would quickly learn how to satisfy his dark lusts, and she would grow to enjoy them as much as he did.
Joel saw the officer to the door and promised that he would help Rhonda with the final arrangements, which wouldn’t be a problem really as the Fallons had plenty of money. Joel himself was filthy rich and did not care about the money, so he would see to it that his friends were laid to rest nicely. That was the least he could do for the only two people in the world that had ever shown him acceptance and compassion.
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The following morning Joel dressed and drove to the Fallon estate. Rhonda was going to need his help and he might as well get it over with. He did not particularly relish the future with Rhonda living with him, but he would honor his promise.
The maid opened the door to allow Joel to step inside. She led him to the front room where Rhonda was sitting, staring out the window.
“Rhonda, please allow me to say how sorry I am for your loss. Your parents were very good friends to me, and I’m going to miss them greatly,” Joel said.
Rhonda turned and met his gaze, her eyes red from countless hours of crying.
“Thank you for your kind comments. I know my parents were fond of you, too. Now, if you will please leave me alone, I have arrangements to make,” Rhonda said.
Joel was taken aback at Rhonda’s resistance to his presence. He had not been around a lot while she was growing up, but he knew that her parents had always sheltered her from the real world. All he had ever seen in her was how timid and lonely she seemed. Her parents had homeschooled her and had not allowed her to get out a lot. She had no real friends, only the servants who had taken care of the family for over twenty years.
“I am here to help you make those arrangements. I promised your parents I would help you, and I always keep my promises,” Joel said.
“I do not want nor need your help. I am perfectly capable of doing this by myself. I don’t need your money and I don’t need your advice,” Rhonda retorted back.
Joel felt the hair on the back of his neck bristle. Rhonda was going to make this difficult, but she was now his ward and he was the one who would be issuing commands. He had not planned on coming on strong so soon, but he could see that she was not going to make things easy for him.
“Rhonda, I promised your parents I would help you, and I intend to do just that. I also promised them I would take you into my home and give you a place to live. They made me promise when you were born that I would take care of you, and as I have said, I always keep my promises. Now, we will go to the funeral home together and make the arrangements. When we are finished, we will return back here for you to get your things and take them to my place. I will instruct the servants to pack for you while we are gone,” he explained.
Rhonda had always known about Joel’s promise to take her in, but she did not have any desire to go. She was nineteen and in her mind she was perfectly capable of living here alone with the servants who she considered her friends. She gave Joel a scathing look before grabbing her coat. Right now she was too devastated to argue with him, but they were going to have a talk about where she was going to live. Right now she had to get through the next few days. She had a funeral to plan, visitation to be scheduled, and the family attorney had already told her that the will would be read on Friday.
Rhonda had chosen Greenfield Funeral Home to handle the arrangements. It was the largest funeral home in the area and should be big enough to accommodate all of the corporate guests that were sure to attend. Joel had stood quietly by her side as she made her selections, not offering any suggestions. She had to admit that it was somewhat of a comfort to have him there with her, even if she did not entirely trust him. She had been numb ever since finding out the details of her parents’ deaths. She could not possibly picture her life without them. They had always been there for her, providing her with a quiet life of luxury.
Joel watched as Rhonda made her choices, and strangely enough, he agreed with them. She was so much like her mother. She carried herself wi
th poise, but there was the hint of something seductive lurking just beneath her calm demeanor. He knew that a fight was coming, but for now he allowed her the space to make her choices. Once she finalized the arrangements, he walked her to his car and headed back in the direction of her parents’ estate.
“Joel, I know that you promised my parents you would take me into your home, but that really is not necessary. I am not a kid anymore. I am over eighteen, a capable adult on my own, and the servants are quite familiar with my lifestyle. There is no reason for me not to stay at home instead of moving to your place,” Rhonda pleaded.
“I know this is very difficult for you Rhonda. It is hard for me too. But I promised your parents you would live with me and I’m afraid there is little you can do about it.”
Rhonda sat in silence, too tired and heartbroken to argue with him. Maybe when the will was read she would have a way to get out of the arrangement her parents had chosen for her. Until then she was just too tired to care. All she wanted to do was close her eyes and sleep. Hopefully when she woke up she would find this had all been some sort of nightmare.
Chapter 2
On the day of the funeral, the parlor and viewing room were filled to capacity with business associates and people who had known the Fallons. Men and women whom she had known over the past few years sat among those whom she had never met.
Rhonda sat in the front row of pews while taking in the kind words the preacher spoke about her parents. Joel was also sitting up front, but at least he allowed her to be alone to grieve. She felt the hot tears roll down her cheeks, but she didn’t care that she was crying in public and didn’t move to swipe them from her face. Soon her parents would be buried and out of her life forever, and tears that streaked her face from that knowledge were fine to wet her face. The mortician had done his best, but the two people in the caskets up front gave little resemblance to the loving parents she had always known.
Somehow, Rhonda made it through the remainder of the day. Friends and associates all stopped to tell her how sorry they were, but she couldn’t recall any of them. Each came with a new bouquet to pay their condolences. Some white lilies, some red roses, some assorted too. As they came one by one they laid the flowers by her parents’ caskets. Her heart was broken at the loss of her parents and nothing anybody said was going to make her feel any better. Finally, the caskets bearing the bodies of her parents were taken to the cemetery. The preacher spoke again before lowering the caskets six feet under, where they would rest for eternity.
Joel had kept his distance from Rhonda during the service. He knew that she was hurting, and he could allow her that. In his own way he was hurting too. Rowena had always been special to him, and Gerald had never seemed to resent him because of his previous relationship with her. Soon enough Rhonda would learn what he expected of her, but for now he would allow her to grieve for her losses.
When the long day finally came to a close, Rhonda wished she could go to her home and curl up in her own bed to just cry until all of her tears were gone. But she knew that Joel would not allow it.
She said nothing as he pulled up to the front of his mansion. She guessed that she should consider herself lucky to get to live in such a place, but she wanted nothing to do with it. She just hoped that her parents had left her enough money so that she could live on her own. It was the last thing on her mind before she fell asleep that evening, worn out from grief and pain.
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On Friday morning Joel had told Rhonda to get up and get dressed early since the attorney was scheduled to arrive at 9 AM. She made herself get up and get dressed, hoping that the reading of the will would go well for her. She descended the stairs at a little after 8 AM and headed straight for a cup of coffee before the attorney arrived.
When she walked into the kitchen, she discovered the cook had already cooked her breakfast and was carefully putting it on a plate. Rhonda was not sure if she could eat or not, but she did not want to insult the cook so she did anyway.
The scrambled eggs and homemade biscuits were much better than Rhonda expected. She had not eaten much this past week, and suddenly she realized she was starving. She took one of the biscuits and put a pat of butter on it before reaching for the jar of blueberry jam. The coffee was hot and the orange juice was fresh squeezed. Rhonda enjoyed the meal more than any she had eaten in a long time.
Mr. Daniel arrived promptly at 9 AM. He was escorted by one of the maids to Joel’s office, where Joel and Rhonda were waiting for him. Rhonda watched patiently as he put his leather brown briefcase on the desk and opened it. Finally she would learn how she was going to live the rest of her life.
Mr. Daniel placed his square rimmed glasses on his nose as he stared down at the documents that revealed Gerald and Rowena’s wishes for Rhonda’s future. The more he read, the more Rhonda slipped into a silent depression.
Gerald and Rowena had asked that all of the servants be given a monetary reward for their years of service. The house and all of its possessions were to be placed up for auction at the earliest possible date. Rhonda was allowed to keep some items for memory’s sake, but all else would be sold.
The money from the sale of the estate would be placed in a trust fund for Rhonda. She would have a weekly allowance, but until she turned twenty-one the bulk of the money would be held. She was to live with Joel for the duration of that time. When she turned twenty-one, she would be allowed to get the funds and live her life as she wished. Until then, she would be completely under Joel’s supervision.
Mr. Daniel handed Rhonda a sealed envelope that bore her name. She took it and looked at him curiously. He indicated that it was a letter from her parents that was only to be opened after their death.
Rhonda’s hands were shaking as she broke the seal of the envelope and took out the letter that was inside. She unfolded the letter and held it up where she could read it.
Our Dearest Daughter,
We realize that if you are reading this letter that we are no longer with you, but please know that we have provided for you to have a great life. Joel has agreed to take you into his home and we believe he will provide you with a good life. We know that you can sometimes be stubborn and difficult, but please give him a chance. One day you will understand why this is best for you.
It is our wish that you will one day marry and have a family of your own. When that time comes we will be with you in spirit, always watching over you. Please take this opportunity that you are given, and make the best of it. It is not the life you wanted, but we believe that it will be a good life.
Love forever,
Mom and Dad
Rhonda sat in disbelief at what the attorney had read. Her fate was sealed. She must remain here with Joel until she turned twenty-one, and that seemed like a lifetime away. She was a prisoner here, having to do whatever Joel wished. How did her parents think this was what was best for her? She would be miserable until the day she turned twenty-one and walked away from this mansion and the man who owned it.
She failed to notice the sly smile that crossed Joel’s face.
Joel showed Mr. Daniel to the door and thanked him for his time. Everything was finally over. Rhonda was under his care, and he could do with her as he wished. Soon he would show her what a woman was supposed to do for a man. He knew that it would be a battle, but Rhonda would learn the art of bondage and dark lovemaking. She would soon beg him for the pain and the pleasure he could give her. Her body would respond to him, whether she wanted it to or not. One day perhaps he would introduce her to his friends, but for now he must teach her the way to please a man of his particular appetites.
Joel returned to his office and found Rhonda was still sitting where he left her. He noticed the tears that were ready to spill from her eyes, but he did not care. She would soon learn that tears had no effect on him. In fact, he wasn’t sure if anything had any effect on him other than the dark side of sex that he so enjoyed.
“As you have just heard, your parents have placed
you into my care until you are twenty-one years old. There is nothing that you can do about it so you will be better served by doing as I ask. I will be teaching you things that you have never seen before, and I will use you as I wish. If you fight me I will make it harder for you, but if you follow my command you will eventually find pleasure. The choice is yours,” Joel said.
Rhonda could only imagine what Joel meant to do to her. Her parents had controlled nearly every aspect of her life, and until she was twenty-one they had given her away for him to control. Rhonda was sure that it would not be anything she would ever enjoy, and she did not plan to give in easily. She would fight him with everything in her. One day she would be old enough to live on her own, but for the time being, she would just have to show Joel where she stood. If Joel Longwood thought that she was just going to give in and allow him to use her body as she realized he must mean, he had another thing coming.
Chapter 3
The following morning Rhonda got up and dressed, ready to find out what the cook had in mind for her for breakfast. She could smell the bacon cooking as she walked down the stairs. His house seemed foreign to her, yet still strangely familiar to her own. His carpets felt slightly plush when you walked on them, almost as if you were royalty.
When Rhonda stepped into the dining room, she discovered that Joel was already seated, cradling a hot cup of coffee in one hand while he flipped through the morning paper with the other. He looked up at Rhonda when she walked into the room.
“Well, sleeping beauty has finally woken up. I have been up for hours,” Joel said.
Rhonda tried to ignore his sarcasm as she poured herself a cup of the hot, black coffee. She wasn’t ready to start arguing with him this morning. She just wanted to enjoy her coffee and find some breakfast.
