"Now the real fun can begin Scarlett, I hope you enjoy yourself tonight," she revved up the engine and smiled at the sound.
"This is one hell of a car," Scarlett didn't begrudge her friend the exotic ride, but she wondered what it felt like to have something this expensive belong to you.
"Yeah, another one of daddy's pay offs for always being busy," Janie sneered but quickly pulled herself out of the funk. It was one of the things that drew them together, she thought, both of them had worthless fathers. Her father just happened to try and buy her off with his wealth.
"At least he's rich," Scarlett said with a sigh as they drove off.
"Money doesn't buy happiness Scarlett, you remember that because people that tell you otherwise are just full of shit."
Deciding to change the subject because they'd argued over it so many times in the past, she turned to another topic. "So where is this exclusive party taking place tonight?" In the last four years she had seen every bar in Chicago and most of the town’s elite homes all thanks to Janie.
"That's my secret until we get there," Janie laughed softly, "trust me this will be better than any of my surprises so far.
She bit back a moan at her friend's answer. The last time she'd heard that line they ended up on some rich guy’s boat travelling to Jamaica for the weekend. The scenery had been great, but watching Janie wrapped around some guy while she tagged along really wasn't much fun.
Keeping her mouth shut, she watched the backdrop go by until they drove into Highland Park. Whomever Janie's friends were, they definitely had money, she thought with a shrug of her shoulders. Scarlett gasped as they pulled up the cobblestoned driveway in front of a white washed brick mansion that had her eyes widening. "I want whoever owns this houses job."
"Rhett's definitely a different breed," Janie giggled at some insider joke as she opened up the door.
"Rhett Butler?" Scarlett laughed, thinking the house looked more modern than the beautiful mansion in her favorite movie, but it definitely was something to look at.
"I'll let you call him that," Janie gave a little wink, "but his last name is Hammond, he's a friend of my new, um, friend."
By friend, Scarlett knew she meant lover. When a tall handsome man walked out the front door and took Janie's keys, she couldn't help but whistle. "Color me impressed, a valet and everything."
Janie shook her head and handed over the keys before walking over and linking her arm in Scarlett's. "Trust me hon, I don't think you'd want to be the type of girl to earn money from Rhett, then again..." she trailed off.
"I would prefer to earn my own money, thank you very much," sticking her nose up in the air she allowed Janie to guide her up to the front steps of the mansion.
"Oh don't get huffy Scarlett," she rang the doorbell, "we're here to have fun and I was only joking." The last thing she wanted before the big reveal was Scarlett being upset with her. She was already worried enough about how she was going to react.
Turning, she childishly stuck her tongue out, "I'm not getting huffy, and just remember who made higher scores on their finals, missy."
Their conversation was cut off when a butler in a tuxedo opened the door. Scarlett's eyes widened at the man, thinking that whoever owned this house had more money than he knew what to do with.
"Good evening ladies, please follow me,” the man's expression was stern as he turned and walked across the polished marble tile. Scarlett and Janie grinned and followed him trying not to burst out laughing at how formal the man was. He stopped in front of a huge door that he opened and stepped back from for them to enter.
The room was huge and boasted of wooden floors polished to perfection. A huge table was adorned with a white table cloth and every food imaginable. Flowers with fragrant blooms were nestled among the huge sterling silver platters. Bottles of champagne were also resting on the end with crystal goblets.
"This is definitely some set up," Scarlett whispered wondering why they were the only two people in here. It was pretty apparent that this feast was set up for dozens of people.
"I guess Rhett really goes out of his way to accommodate his guests," Janie forced a grin. "Where is that date of mine?" She really needed him standing beside her as she introduced Scarlett to her secrets.
As if on cue, a gorgeous blonde appeared. "Well hello gorgeous, you are late." He was definitely handsome, Scarlett surmised smiling slightly. He pulled Janie into his arms and off the floor, twirling Janie around before setting her down and turning to look at her.
"And this must be the elusive Scarlett," he held out his hand and smiled and she couldn't help but smile back warmly.
"Scarlett this big hunk is David, David my best friend Scarlett," wrapping her hand in his she looked up at him adoringly.
Scarlett was stunned at the look in her friend's eyes, she'd never seen Janie be impressed with any man but it was obvious she thought a lot of this one. "It's nice to meet you David."
"And you Scarlett, I feel like I know you personally. Janie speaks about you all the time." He shook her hand and laughed as if shaking a woman's hand wasn't normal for him.
She flushed deeply wondering what Janie could have said to him about her, she wasn't that interesting as far as she was concerned. "Thanks, I think," she turned her eyes to her friend raising an eyebrow.
"Everyone is waiting in the basement, but if you'd like to eat first I'll stay with you," David smiled at Janie as if she were the most important person in the world.
Janie flushed, "Um, Scarlett would you mind if we grabbed something to eat after I introduce you." This was a coming out party so to speak for Janie, no one knew about her secret life, not even her best friend. She was more than a little nervous about how Scarlett was going to accept this.
Seeing Janie flush was a first and she was dumbfounded. "I'm really not hungry." She had no idea what was going on here, but something was definitely out of the ordinary.
"Listen, I'm about to share a part of my life with you that I've been hiding for a long time hon.” Biting her lip she looked at Scarlett feeling a little uncomfortable. "If you can't handle this, then I will drive you home, but I hope it doesn't change our friendship."
Scarlett could see the desperation in her friend's eyes and felt a moments panic. What could be so bad that she wouldn't want to be friends, she wondered. "Janie, I love you, but I have to be honest here you're scaring the shit out of me."
"Janie, I think you're making things worse than they need to be babe, just take her downstairs, if she freaks out, we'll take her home." David winked at Scarlett before turning and holding out his hand to his date. Janie took his hand and David smiled. "Just stay close behind us until we introduce you Scarlett," with those words he led Janie off and she followed behind them, her stomach tying up in knots for reasons she couldn't understand.
Chapter two
Awake
David opened the basement door and ushered Janie inside, "Close the door behind you Scarlett." He smiled at her before wrapping his arm in Janie's and leading her down the carpeted stairs.
Scarlett nodded and walked through the door, closing it behind her nervously. As she walked down the stairs into the huge basement her eyes widened in surprise and trepidation. Never in her life had she seen anything like what was before her eyes now. She held her breath as she took in everything.
There were close to fifty people filling the huge space in unimaginable different sexual positions. The furniture that graced the room was completely foreign to her as was the sight of people being whipped, or bound to strange objects. She felt her head grow light as she looked around at the sensual chaos, and remembered to take in a breath.
"You okay, Scarlett," Janie bit her lip, fearful that her friend was going to completely freak out and run back up the stairs.
Nodding her head, she took a few more deep breaths and tried to calm her racing heartbeat. It was pretty obvious to her that Janie was involved in some really strange shit since she brought her here, and she was t
rying to keep an open mind because this was her best friend. Her mind was completely shocked and while she was surprised, what was odd to her was the fact that she wasn't completely repulsed.
Her hazel eyes turned to glance at a woman flogging another woman who was bound with her hands stretched high above her head. The sounds of pleasure escaping that woman's lips sent a strange wave of heat moving through her body and that surprised her more than the act she was witnessing.
"I told you that you were making more of this than need be," David smiled, watching the facial expressions of Janie's friend. It was apparent to him that she was enjoying the show. "Scarlett I'm going to ask you to wear this while you're down here so no one mistakes you for a submissive." He pulled a sterling silver bracelet out of his pocket and waited for her to give her consent.
Scarlett pulled her eyes away from the couple and nodded, still to shocked to speak. She held her hand out to David and he slid the cool metal onto her wrist.
"If you feel like joining in," he grinned widely showing a perfect smile, "just take it off."
"Um no, I think I'll just watch," she whispered as her face flushed bright red.
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 did
n'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."
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