The moment they made it to Leah’s suite, which was the nicer of the two they were occupying, Janie got on the phone to room service. There was no menu that Leah could see, and Janie made no reference to one as she ordered food for the two of them.
With their late lunch out of the way the two of them left the hotel again. Dressed in bikinis, Leah didn’t have the nerve to wear either of the two she had bought; they went for a swim in the pool, though only after spending the proscribed hour lounging at the side of it soaking up the sun.
Once they had worn themselves out in the pool, and sunned themselves for a while longer, they headed for the spa.
Massages helped them relax, and then they indulged in a series of beauty treatments designed to make them as desirable to their men as it was possible to be.
The entire day was like living in paradise, Leah thought as they returned to the hotel again. She had believed she knew how the rich lived after a few days with Rhett at his mansion, but after six hours at the resort she truly knew what she had been missing all her life, and wasn’t sure she would be able to give it up. She was as relaxed as she could remember being and was sure her body glowed from the way it had been treated by the ladies in the spa.
Rhett still hadn’t called by the time she made it back to her room so Leah called room service, while Janie went to her own room to shower and change out of her bikini. When she spoke to room service it quickly became apparent to Leah why there was no menu, there was no need for one; room service was prepared to supply her with any food she could ask for.
Feeling decadent, and for once not thinking about the cost, she ordered foods she had always wanted to try, but had never had the money or the opportunity to sample before, and rounded her selection out with a dessert she was sure she and Janie combined wouldn’t be able to finish.
With the food ordered Leah made her way into the shower to cool off briefly. As she stood beneath the jets she couldn’t help thinking about the offer Rhett had made to her; a slave with everything, surely that was better than being free, and having nothing.
Sighing in satisfaction Janie put down her spoon and sat back, the huge dessert Leah had ordered barely two thirds eaten. “I think I may never eat again,” she commented looking over the huge meal they’d eaten. “It’s a good thing we both have one hell of a metabolism. Even so I think we’re going to pay for this treat. Whatever else we do tomorrow, we’d best spend some time in the pool or the gym to make up for it.”
Leah laughed, knowing she had never before eaten so sumptuously, and if she chose not to take Rhett up on his offer she was unlikely to do so again. “I wonder what the rule is about getting fat,” she said, thinking that even if she didn’t eat that well again, she would like to enjoy better food than she was used to as a student with debts.
“I don’t think either of our men would allow us to get fat, honey, they’re both pretty unmovable on the subject of fitness in a submissive.” She knew David had worked with submissives to help them lose enough weight so they fit the ideal he demanded.
“Wow, that’s kind of judgmental, don’t you think?” Until then she’d never thought that she might have to maintain a perfect body for Rhett, and that not doing so might be a problem.
Janie shrugged. “It’s part of their whole, I’m in control thing. They know what they want, and aren’t prepared to accept anything else.”
“Still, it’s kind of degrading.” Leah was a little unsettled by the discovery; she hadn’t expected that if she gave control of her life to Rhett it would extend that far. She believed in keeping herself healthy, but for it to be a condition of a relationship that she keep herself in a level of shape that was defined by her man, that was just a bit disturbing to her.
“Honey, you either play in their world, by their rules, or you don’t. No-one forces us to stay here; we stay because we want to.” Janie yawned then. “I really need to get some rest, honey; will you be okay here until Rhett gets back?”
“I don’t know, Janie, I’ve never stayed by myself before. What if the bogeyman gets me?” Leah laughed, diverting her thoughts away from what they had been talking about.
“Smartass.” Janie shook her head before giving her friend a hug.
Leah hugged Janie back. “Night, Janie, love you.” She kissed her friend on the cheek and then turned to watch the ocean as Janie made for the door. It was so peaceful she felt her mind drift away, taking her worries with it, leaving her to enjoy the peace and the view.
12
FOR YOUR PLEASURE
Leah was still relaxing on the veranda when the iPhone rang. Reluctantly she turned away from the view and picked the phone up from the lounger, where she’d dropped it.
“Sweetheart, we’ll probably be in these meetings until late,” Rhett said as soon as she had answered.
“Okay, Sir, Janie just went back to her room so I guess I’ll just go on to bed.” She did her best to keep her disappointment from her voice. She knew he was there for business, but she’d hoped they would at least have the evenings together.
“Make sure you fall asleep with nothing on, sweetheart, I’ll wake you when I get back to the room.” He could hear how upset she was and hoped to placate her, at least a little.
“Yes, Sir.” The thought of him waking her up to make love to her made her feel a little less unhappy.
“Good girl, I need to go now, sweet dreams, sweetheart.” He hung up before she could answer.
Shaking her head at the abrupt end to the call she yawned. It had been an exhausting day and sleep seemed like a good idea, her legs especially were tired. Closing the doors to the veranda Leah made her way into the bedroom, where she removed the new dress she’d bought earlier that day.
She had hoped to show off the dress to Rhett, but it was clear that was not to be, so she hung it up carefully in the closet with the rest of her clothes. For a moment she admired the beautiful items she’d purchased, and then she turned away, slipped off her underwear and slid between the sheets of the king-sized bed that dominated the room.
The moment her head hit the pillows she was asleep.
Minutes, or possibly hours, later Leah was woken by the sound of laughter, female laughter. Glancing over at the clock she saw that a little over two hours had passed since Rhett’s call; she checked the iPhone briefly but there was no message or missed called from him so she assumed he was still in his meeting.
Leah returned the phone to the small table at the side of the bed and then dropped her head back onto the pillows. Closing her eyes she attempted to drift back off to sleep.
Sleep was not to be hers however, the laughter that had woken her continued. Even putting a pillow over her head in an effort to block out the noise didn’t help, the laughter grew louder and seemed to get closer.
Groaning in annoyance Leah threw back the light sheet that covered her and got to her feet. She crossed the room to the door and had it partially open when she saw Rhett, and the beautiful island woman he was with, the woman who was the source of the laughter that had disturbed her.
Angry, Leah turned away from the door and walked quickly into the bathroom, where she pulled on the bathrobe that hung on the back of the door and went to confront Rhett.
“Who is this?” she demanded, hands on her hips, her eyes shooting daggers as she stopped just inside the main room of the suite. If he thought she was just going to sit back and allow him to sleep with some other woman he didn’t know crap about her, she thought, fuming.
Rhett smiled at the woman and patted her leg before rising from the couch where they sat. “I thought I told you to be waiting in bed for me with nothing on.” His voice was cold; he was not pleased by her behavior, or by her failure to call him by his title.
“And I thought you were working, not hanging out with whores you found on the mainland.” She wanted to rip the woman’s hair from her beautiful head and started toward her, only to be stopped by Rhett, who took a firm grip on her arm.
“Aleshia, ple
ase forgive my companion, she is in need of a quick lesson in manners, we will be back shortly. Make yourself at home.” He smiled warmly at the woman and pulled Leah into the bedroom, shutting the door behind them. “You forget your place, girl,” he said angrily in a low voice, he was not at all happy with her just then and knew she needed to be taught her place.
“No, you’ve forgotten yours; do you think I’m just going to stand by and watch you screw some other woman? Are you out of your mind?”
“For your information, Aleshia is for you, as part of your ten nights,” he told her, “but perhaps I’ll fuck her now, instead of you, you aren’t pleasing me very much,” he said, needing to show her who was in control.
“You’re a bastard,” Leah snapped and without thinking she slapped him across the face.
His reaction to being slapped was instantaneous. Taking her arm again in his strong grip he dragged her over to the bed. Despite her efforts to stop him he had her naked and across his lap in seconds.
While he held her down with one huge hand the other fell on her bare ass, over and over again he spanked her until she was sobbing uncontrollably and had given up any attempt to evade his blows. “You will never raise your hand to me again, do I make myself clear, girl?” Her gorgeous ass was covered in red handprints and he rubbed over the tender areas.
“Go to hell, SIR!” she screamed loudly, not caring if Aleshia in the other room, or indeed anyone else, heard her. She hated him in that moment. With the blows ended she squirmed in his lap, attempted once again to get away.
“Oh no, baby, if you want to keep your smart mouth going I’ll keep giving you a reason to scream.” His hand came down again. “Still want to be a smartass?”
“Fuck you, Sir.” Her ass wasn’t hurting that badly, not compared to the last time he had punished her, and until the pain became too much she was determined to defy him.
His hand lifted in prepared for the next blow Rhett paused; he had played that game with her before and knew just how stubborn she could be. A different tactic was needed if he was going to subdue her, he realized, and he made a quick decision. “If you can’t be what I need, Leah, I’ll find someone who can.” He stood abruptly, dumping her unceremoniously on the floor, where she landed in a heap, as he left the bedroom.
Her mouth opened, but no words escaped her lips as she pushed herself up into a sitting position, dumbfounded by his words and his actions. He was going back to that woman, she couldn’t believe it.
Well, if he wanted that whore over her then so be it, she thought, crossing her arms over her breasts. She wasn’t going to give him the satisfaction of thinking she gave a damn who he fucked.
A short while later moans reached her ears from the other room, making it clear that Rhett was making good on his words. Leah saw red and had to fight to control herself. Rhett was her man; she couldn’t believe he was making that whore feel good.
She wasn’t prepared to let that happen, not after everything she’d done to please him. Stomping across the room she threw open the door and stormed through it, ready to give Rhett a piece of her mind, no matter how he punished her for it afterward.
The words died on her lips though when she saw the woman sitting half way across the room from Rhett, pleasuring herself.
Rhett looked from Aleshia to Leah, a knowing smile on his face. “What’s wrong, little girl; did you think someone else was getting what you wanted?”
Seeing the smile on Rhett’s face Leah felt like a fool. He’d known just how to get a reaction from her. “I didn’t want…” She balled her hands into fists at her side and turned her head away childishly.
In one quick move Rhett was on his feet and across the room to her. He took hold of her around the waist with one hand so she couldn’t get away and forced his other hand between her legs. She was wet, just like he’d known she would be. “You can lie to me all you want, baby,” he told her, “but your body tells the truth.” He stroked her slowly, while the woman on the couch continued pleasuring herself. “That should be your body about to explode, baby. See how good she’s making herself feel, don’t you wish that was you?”
Leah hated to watch the woman but found she couldn’t look away. Her tanned legs were spread wide as she slowly inched her fingers in and out of her drenched core. Rhett’s fingers methodically stroked her with the same rhythm the woman was using on her own body, building her up to breaking point.
Just when she was about to explode Rhett withdrew his fingers, drawing forth a moan of disappointment. He drew her in front of him and slid his hands up to cup her breasts. “Watch her come baby, see how it makes you feel,” he whispered in her ear as he pinched and tweaked her nipples, which were stiff as erasers with her arousal. “She’s going to do it now, baby, look at how her legs are tensing and her hips are arching off that couch.”
Leah couldn’t stop watching; the sight made her heart race and her body ache. She wanted to touch herself, to have Rhett touch her, better yet, to have him take her. She even thought of the woman tasting her; anything to find the release she was aching for.
It was overwhelming how the simple act of watching another woman find release filled her with such a need to do the same. As the woman’s orgasm exploded through her and her body trembled desire surged through Leah’s body, leaving her with a burning ache.
“Go to her, baby, tell her to touch you,” Rhett insisted softly, sensing how turned on she was.
“Sir, I can’t,” she whispered, though her mind was screaming at her to do just that.
“Do it! I want to see her pleasure you.” His voice turned cold, knowing she needed a push to make her follow her own needs.
Obeying his command she left the comfort of his arms and walked over to the woman on the couch. Her knees shook with every step. Leah looked down at the woman before her when she reached the couch; she was so beautiful she could have been a model, her tanned skin contrasting with the paleness of her own.
For a moment Leah didn’t speak, she couldn’t, but then she looked over at Rhett and the expression on his face made her turn back to the woman. “Please touch me,” she whispered the words so quietly she wasn’t sure if she’d actually said them, or if she’d just thought them.
The woman stood and motioned to the couch. “Lie down and spread your legs,” she told Leah, smiling as her cocoa eyes roamed over her body.
Leah didn’t argue with the woman, she simply did as she was told; she set one foot on the floor, while the other she draped over the top of the couch. A part of her said what she was doing was wrong, but it was so exciting. She had wondered before what it would be like to be touched by a woman, and now was her chance to find out.
At the first touch of the woman’s fingers on her clit Leah bucked off the couch. Her touch was gentle, not like the roughness of Rhett’s fingers, and it felt incredible. It felt even better when the fingers slid inside her. Where Rhett was all muscles and steel, the woman touching her then was silk and lace; even the smell of her was appealing.
When Aleshia’s mouth took the place of her fingers Leah clenched nervously, but as a woman the islander knew just how to please another woman and it wasn’t long before Leah sank back, her eyes closed, and gave herself over to the pleasure.
Watching his beautiful girl’s face Rhett was pleased with how she responded to Aleshia. He already knew Leah was an incredibly sensual woman, but now he knew also that he would be able to include her when he trained other submissive’s and she would find pleasure in that.
His cock strained against his pants as he watched his girl move ever closed to orgasm, and he knew he could deny himself no longer. “Thank you for your help this evening, Aleshia, you may go.” The submissive wasn’t his, but he’d known her Master for many years, he’d been allowed to borrow her on the agreement he would not use her sexually himself.
“Thank you, Sir; I hope I have pleased you.” Getting to her feet Aleshia bent and surprised Leah by kissing her passionately, letting her taste her own
juices as she tugged on the piercing in her clit hood gently. “I enjoyed you, honey; it’s a pity we don’t have longer to play together.” She pulled her dress down and left the room.
“Over the arm of the couch, baby,” Rhett said the moment Aleshia was gone. “I want to fuck you now!” He watched as she scrambled off the couch, still unfulfilled. He had purposely stopped the other woman before she made Leah cum, wanting him to be the one that brought her to orgasm. He pulled his pants and underwear down, but didn’t waste time taking his clothes off before he walked over to her.
Bending her over the couch he slid into her with one long, hard thrust. “Reveal what you truly desire, and you’re a whore; deny what your body craves, and you’re a lady. That is what society thinks of women.” He slowly pulled himself from her clenching folds, only to thrust forward again quickly. “To want is shameful, to desire is wrong. Society has come a long way, but it is still not truly ready to accept women as sexual beings.” Pumping quickly in an out of her he allowed his words to trail off.
Pulling her hair back roughly, while buried deep inside her, he whispered passionately in her ear. “I’m giving you the chance to shun what society demands of you because you’re a woman.” He bit the tender lobe of her ear quickly and then inched out of her tightness, only to drive in again and again before pausing once more, holding her hips as he forced her to remain still. “With these ten nights you are getting to live out what most women only fantasize about. To discover and expand the limits of your being, to become more than you once thought possible, more than society believes you should be.” He pounded into her again, pausing once more when he felt her on the edge. “It’s your choice, sweetheart. The question is, do you have the strength to keep going? Or will you allow the world to force you to hide your sexuality and your true self, to hide your deepest desires out of shame.”
“Please, Sir,” she moaned as her body remained on the precipice, aching with need. Shivers of longing moved through her; she needed to let go, to soar to that place of ecstasy that only he could give her, but he wouldn’t.
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