Scarlett's Temptation, page 2
David laughed deeply, "Shame." He pulled Janie into his arms and whispered into her ear and she walked away.
Scarlett was about to follow her until David's voice stopped her.
"Give her a few minutes Scarlett, she's going to change." David smiled at her again and held out his arm.
She took his arm, feeling a little uncomfortable not having Janie with her. He led her over to a long leather couch and motioned for her to sit and he joined her. "Listen Scarlett, this was a huge step for Janie, so I hope you're okay with this, she's my submissive."
"I love Janie like a sister, I'm not sure about all this," she whispered softly not wanting to be heard by the other guests, "but if this is what she wants I'll support her."
"I'm glad she has a friend like you then, and just one more thing, we don't talk about this room." His voice turned stern. "I'm sure you understand that we all have real lives outside of what you see here. Janie assured me we could trust you, and I trust her completely."
For reasons she didn't understand, his change in tone made her nervous and she nodded quickly. "I promise I won't speak about it," she hated how her voice shook as she saw the intensity in his eyes.
"Good," he smiled warmly, the earlier demanding in his voice gone, "who knows maybe you'll even discover it's something you'd like to try."
Her eyes widened at his comment and she shook her head no quickly. The reaction caused him to laugh and she blushed again deeply. She clenched her hands in her lap together tightly and lowered her eyes to them. She was so far in over her head here and her heart was pounding painfully in her chest.
Janie walked back to them and Scarlett was startled to see her completely nude except for a slim black leather collar. Strangely enough, Scarlett had to admit she'd never looked more beautiful in her life. Janie had always been gorgeous with her long legs, to die for beautiful face, and long silky blond hair, but she appeared almost humble this way with a slight flush to her porcelain skin. It suited her, Scarlett thought to herself.
Janie knelt down beside David's feet, thrusting her breasts up proudly as a content smile found her face. "Can I speak Master?" she whispered respectfully.
"Yes you can babe," David reached out his hand and lightly caressed her hair.
"Are we okay, Scarlett?" her eyes lifted to her friends, desperate for her to understand that this what she needed.
"Janie, I could never not love you," she smiled fighting the blush on her cheeks at her friend’s position. "If this is what you truly want, then you have my blessing." She meant it, she thought to herself as she kept her eyes on her friend’s face not wanting to look over her body on display.
"This really means a lot to me Scarlett, I would never want to jeopardize our friendship, but it's been very hard hiding the truth from you." A relieved sigh left her lips, it had taken her two years to get up the nerve to share this secret lifestyle with her friend.
"Scarlett, I'd like to play with my pet, if you're comfortable being here," David smiled and glanced down at Janie with a heated glance.
"I'm fine," this was definitely not what she normally watched Janie do, but she had to admit she was curious about what went on here.
"Thank you," David smiled and stood up, "if you get too overwhelmed remember the buffet upstairs." He held out his hand to Janie and she stood and followed him across the room.
Left to her own, Scarlett glanced around the room under lowered lashes. She had to bite back a gasp as she noticed a couple on a strange looking bench. The male partner had the female bound by her hands and legs and was taking her forcefully from behind. She turned her eyes away quickly, feeling as if she were invading their privacy.
All around her there were sensual acts of pleasure and pain and the smell of sex and leather were prominent. She had no idea why, but it was exciting her and she crossed her legs to stop the strange feelings between her thighs. Her eyes found David and Janie and she thought her heart would stop.
Janie was tied to what looked like a cross, her beautiful body stretched taught as he brought a strange whip with dozens of thick leather straps down on her back forcefully. Scarlett couldn't pull her eyes away from the sight and her friend's moans of pleasure had her body tingling in ways she'd never known before.
She'd always thought Janie was beautiful and even wondered about her own sexuality since men didn't seem to turn her on. She and Janie had talked about that before and she discovered that her friend enjoyed both sexes. It was something that they'd never done more than talk about because Scarlett didn't want to risk losing her best friend.
Feeling the strange wetness between her legs, she knew she needed to get out of this room for a minute. Standing up quickly she rushed to the stairs and almost slammed into the tall man walking down. "I'm sorry," she whispered in embarrassment her eyes lifting up to see one of the most gorgeous faces she'd ever encountered.
"Leaving so soon princess," his dark blue eyes were filled with humor as he reached his arms down to steady the slight girl before him. She looked barely old enough to drink, much less be playing in his dungeon.
"I, I just need a drink," forcing her eyes away from his gorgeous face she tried to catch her breath. Holy sin, he was beautiful she thought, her eyes resting on his chest covered by a black tee shirt that looked ready to burst at the seams from the width.
A small smirk appeared on his face as he noticed her staring at his chest and then his eyes lowered to the bracelet on her wrist in disappointment. "You must be Scarlett's friend?" Too bad he thought, she would have been a nice diversion to a stressful week.
Forcing her eyes back to his face, she couldn't stop the shiver of awareness that moved through her. The man was absolute perfection. His dark wavy hair had her longing to run her fingers through it and her eyes widened. Obviously all the sexy stuff going on below was screwing with her mind. "Yes I am, and I really need to get out of here for a few minutes." Not meaning to be rude she pushed by him and walked through the door quickly.
She couldn't breathe and the last thing she wanted was to hurt Janie's feelings. Her heart was racing in her chest, her body was feeling things that made no sense to her and for reasons she couldn't explain she just felt like crying. Finding her way to the buffet she opened one of the bottles of champagne and poured a full glass. She wasn't a drinker but right now she needed to calm down and this made sense.
She took a deep gulp of the bubbly liquid and coughed as it went down her throat. What was wrong with her, she thought miserably? Okay sure this wasn't exactly a normal day for her, but she was a sensible woman, not a child and just because she got turned on from people being beaten, well that was no reason to freak out, was it? Fighting mentally with herself, she took another big gulp.
"Are you okay?" he followed the girl, not sure exactly what he was doing. She was not part of his world, and he didn't play with women that weren't. It was pretty damn obvious she was upset by what she'd seen, and he had warned David that bringing someone like her here was not a good idea.
She jumped and spilled the glass of champagne down the front of her dress. Grabbing a cloth napkin off the table, she blotted away the dampness as tears fell from her eyes. "I'm fine," now she was acting like a blubbering idiot on top of obviously being a sex fiend for being turned on by the scenes downstairs.
"Hey, sweetheart calm down," without even knowing why he did it, he walked over and pulled the girls' small form into his arms. When she stiffened immediately he almost let her go, until she wrapped her arms around him and held on tightly, sobbing.
For the first time in his life Rhett was at a loss of what to do, so he held her firmly against his chest until her sobs subsided.
What was she doing? Pushing out of the stranger's arms, she felt horrified. "I'm s-sorry," she whimpered pitifully having no idea what had come over her. He smelled so good and she just wanted to throw herself back into his arms even as her face burned in embarrassment.
He looked down at her petite little form thinking she looked like a china doll with those beautiful hazel eyes filled with tears. She was definitely a beauty he thought. "Mind telling me what's wrong, maybe I can help?" He smiled trying to lighten her mood, a crying woman that wasn't kneeling at his feet was something he had little experience in dealing with.
When he smiled, she felt like the breath had been knocked from her body violently and she trembled in awareness. "I, um, well," she was so embarrassed that she couldn't form a coherent thought in her mind. And it didn't help that he was drop-dead gorgeous. Her lips opened to try and speak and all that escaped was a sigh of longing.
He chuckled deeply, shocked to feel his cock twitch as she stared at him like something she wanted to devour. He was a man, but women normally didn't turn him on unless they were bowing down calling him Master. "Sweetheart you keep looking at me like that and this conversation is going to take place in my bedroom."
"I, I was- wasn't looking at..," her cheeks burned even hotter if that was possible and she covered her face with her hands. Could the humiliation get any worse, she thought to herself? After 24 years she finally found a man desirable and she was making a complete idiot out of herself.
"Hey, none of that," with another chuckle he reached up and pulled her hands from her face, "I'm flattered sweetheart." She stared up at him and it was easy to see he made her nervous as hell. That was a big turn on but he knew from David that this girl was pretty Vanilla, unless she'd been hiding her own secrets from her friend. He hoped like hell that was the case.
"So what did you think about my dungeon," he had to know the answer. As sexy as she was, if she didn't play in his world he wouldn't take this any further.
"You're Rh-Rhett," groaning softly at his nod, she knew that not only had she made a fool out of herself, but she'd done it in front of the owner. She was completely out of her element with a man in the first place, but a man like him, there was no way she could even think about him in a romantic way.
"You didn't answer my question," he was getting impatient. He wanted to play and his body was demanding she be his toy.
"It's, well, um, it's unusual," she lowered her eyes to her feet not sure how to explain what being in that room made her feel.
"Have you ever seen a dungeon before?" He knew that answer before she said anything, it was pretty apparent she had never done anything like this in her life. Disappointment overcame him, she obviously wasn't going to be joining him as his pet tonight.
"No, b-but I think I'd like to w-watch again," she had no idea why she admitted that to him, but she figured what else could she lose tonight? She'd already made a complete fool out of herself by crying all over his shirt.
"So you enjoyed what you saw?" If the girl was interested he had no problem tutoring, he thought with a smirk.
"Y-yes, N-no," she looked up at him confused more than she could ever remember being before, "maybe?" His eyes were so inviting, she wondered what it would feel like just to stare into those deep blue depths all night.
"Maybe we should go take another look, just to be sure," he winked at her and held out his hand. He was somewhat shocked when she put her trembling hand in his, but he smiled. If she enjoyed the view tonight, he had plans to invite her back. And if she didn't, well that would just be that, he thought to himself. The thought of her not enjoying herself didn't sit well with him at all.
The atmosphere in the dungeon had sunk even deeper into sensual darkness as she followed him back downstairs. She glanced around at the couples making love in various positions and the sounds of pleasure flowing through the room made her shiver with anticipation. Her eyes found Janie and she bit down on her lip hard to stop the gasp as she watched her friend.
Rhett had led over to the couch and sat down beside her, gauging her reaction. She watched her friend intently, chained to the St. Andrews cross and fucked forcefully with a vibrator. He took in how she crossed her legs and squirmed visibly in her seat, and smiled knowing that the scene was turning her on. Her small hands grasped the couch and her nails dug into the leather, and his smile widened.
"Do you wish you were her, right now?" he leaned over and whispered in her ear quietly.
Turning her shocked gaze to him, their lips were scant inches apart and she wet hers unconsciously. Her breath caught in her throat and she opened her mouth, again she was rendered speechless.
"I could see you up there, spread-eagle with your tight little ass begging to be spanked." He enjoyed the emotions that crossed her face, and the slight trembling of her lips. His hand lifted and his fingers moved over her lips. "I could also see you down on your knees using that pretty little mouth for what it was made for," his index finger traced the texture of her lips causing her to gasp.
He slid his finger inside her mouth and her eyes widened more. Without thought she closed her lips around his finger and her tongue swirled over the long digit. The salty-sweet taste of him made her moan softly. When he pushed his finger in deeper and slid it almost from her lips, she suckled it instinctively.
Pulling his finger from her lips, he felt his cock lengthen and sat back. "Watch the show princess," he needed to get his body under control because at the moment he wanted to strip off her dress and bend her sexy little ass over the couch. He wasn't sure she was ready to be put on display publicly and that was enough to cool down his needs for the moment.
She stared at him confused as her heart raced wildly, and she blushed deeply at her actions. Turning her eyes away, mortified, she watched the scenes surrounding her trying to calm down. Her body was aching with unfilled desire as the sounds of passion surrounded her. Without understanding why, she felt jealous that she wasn't one of the women enjoying all the pleasure. She swallowed convulsively as the sounds continued and clasped her hands together tightly in her lap to stop the trembling that moved through her.
Her breath was escaping in short little pants when she turned back to look at Rhett. The longing in his eyes almost made her come undone and she was shocked that it was her he was looking at that way. He looked almost hungry, like he wanted to eat her up and it terrified and excited her at the same time. "Rh-Rhett," she whispered pleadingly, not even sure what she wanted.
"Sweetheart, watch the show, you and I will talk later," he pulled his heated gaze away from hers hoping like hell she heeded his advice. If she didn't she was about to be taken on the ride of her life. He had never wanted anyone beneath him as badly in his life.
She pulled her eyes away from his by sheer will alone. Something in her soul told her that she'd better be damn sure he was what she wanted before she opened her mouth again. She didn't know if it was the setting they were in, or the man she was sitting beside, but there was something about him that made her ache to do things with him she'd never wanted before. The scenes that had shocked her earlier in the dungeon were now playing in her mind, fueling her imagination. She wanted to feel his hands on her body and come undone like one of those people finding fulfillment in the room tonight.
Even the sight of the people being beaten or tortured with the strange toys was feeding her libido. She'd never even thought about pain and pleasure being able to co-exist. Who was she kidding, she thought to herself as she continued to watch the various couples, she'd never really thought she'd want to even have sex with a man before tonight. Confusion, and need were playing in her mind and she knew that never again would she think she was incapable of feeling.
When Janie and David finally joined them, she was on a high that she couldn't even begin to explain to her friend. Without thinking she pulled Janie into her arms and hugged her tightly. She was so confused and she didn't want to let her go.
Janie hugged her back tightly, completely baffled by her behavior. "You okay honey?" she stroked her back lightly with one hand and held her tightly against her with the other. Her eyes looked over Scarlett's shoulder at David not knowing what to say or do.
Scarlett nodded and continued to hold her friend, she was completely lost in a strange world at the moment and Janie was her only anchor. Her body was trembling uncontrollably and for the second time tonight she was fighting back tears for no reason that she could understand.
"Master, I think maybe I need to take Scarlett home," Janie could only assume her best friend was completely freaked out by the things she had witnessed. She mentally kicked herself for not breaking the truth in a less revealing way.
"I think before that happens you should all join me in my study," Rhett smiled and turned to David with a knowing look.
She didn't want to go against Rhett, since he was her Master's best friend, but them talking right now didn't seem like the best idea. "Master, I really think she needs to go home!" She didn't understand David's smile when it was pretty apparent that Scarlett couldn't handle everything she'd witnessed tonight and she was getting a little upset with him.
"Pet, you take Scarlett to Rhett's office and we'll join you in a moment," he smiled but his tone left no doubt that she was to follow his orders.
She was not happy with David as she managed to get Scarlett to let go of the death grip she had around her neck, but she would speak with him later about his order. "Come on honey, let's get you out of the dungeon," she spoke soothingly to Scarlett, like she was a child instead of her best friend.
Scarlett's legs were trembling as she allowed Janie to lead her out of the room, she was confused and scared and thought going home seemed like a better idea than sitting down and talking. She felt completely drained emotionally though, and honestly didn't want to argue. Maybe just getting away from the dungeon would help calm her nerves, she thought.
The office she was led to was more like a huge study, and she couldn't help but look around at the thousands of books that graced the shelves. Rhett was obviously a well-read man she thought and her body trembled violently as even the thought of his name. What is wrong with me, she wondered as she sat down in a huge leather chair in front of large desk and wrapped her arms around herself protectively.
"Scarlett, I'm so sorry, I should have known this would be too much for you, can you forgive me?" She felt like shit for exposing her to her lifestyle now and hoped that someday she'd be able to forgive her. She knelt down in front of her friend and put her head in her lap, feeling like the worst friend in the world.
