Scarlett laughed taking her mind off the decisions she would be making soon. "I wonder what the rule is about getting fat," she waggled her eyebrows.
"I don't think either of our men would allow that for us honey, they are both pretty much unmovable when it comes to fitness in a submissive." She knew David had worked with submissive's before and helped them lose enough weight so they fit the ideal he demanded.
"Wow that's kind of judgmental don't you think?" She'd never really thought about her body having to be perfect for Rhett.
"They know what they want, Scarlett," Janie shrugged, "it's their choice, hence the whole I'm in control thing."
"Still it's kind of degrading," this definitely wasn't sitting well on her conscious. She believed in keeping herself healthy, but for that to be a condition of a relationship?
"Honey you either play in their world, by their rules, or you don't, no one forces us to stay here." Janie yawned. "I really need to get some rest honey, will you be okay here until Rhett gets back?"
"Hmmm, I don't know Janie, I've never stayed by myself before, what if the bogey man gets me," Scarlett chuckled trying not to over think what they had been talking about.
"Smart ass," shaking her head she walked over and hugged her friend. "I don't know what the meetings will be like tomorrow, I'm sure we'll talk in the morning, night honey."
She hugged Janie back. "Night Janie, love you." She kissed her cheek and watched her walk out the door.
chapter twelve
Her Pleasure
Scarlett took a long bath and then turned the Jacuzzi jets on in the tub. The feeling was incredible and she decided one day she'd definitely have one of her own. Walking all over the island had left her legs a little sore, so the heat was a great relief. She was just about to get out when her phone rang and it hurried her speed. Quickly wrapping in a white robe she ran to grab her phone.
"Sweetheart we'll probably be in these meetings late into the evening,” Rhett started speaking as soon as she answered.
"Okay Sir, Janie just went back to her room so I guess I'll just go on to bed," she was trying really hard to keep the disappointment from her voice. She hadn't seen him all day and this wasn't why she'd agreed to make the trip.
"Make sure you fall asleep with nothing on baby, I'll wake you up when I get in," he could hear the upset in her voice and was trying to placate her a little.
"Um, yes Sir," the thought of him waking her up to make love was definitely making her feel a little less depressed.
"Good girl, I need to go now, sweet dreams baby." He hung up before she could answer.
Shaking her head as the call ended she yawned. It had been an exhausting day and a few hours’ sleep before he came home would probably be a wise idea, she thought. Sliding off the white robe, she quickly dried her hair and body before walking back to slide into the king sized bed. Within seconds of her head finding the pillow she was sound asleep.
The sound of female laughter woke her up minutes or hours later, she glanced over at the clock to see what time it was. Two hours had passed since Rhett's call. She thought to herself that the walls in this place were obviously thin and she put a pillow over her head and tried to fall back asleep. The laughter grew louder and she groaned before sitting up.
Sliding her feet out of bed she walked toward the bathroom and her eyes widened as she noticed Rhett in the main room with a beautiful island woman. Walking quickly into the bathroom she slid on her robe before walking back out to confront him.
"Who is this?" her hands were on her hips and her eyes were shooting daggers. If he thought for one minute he was going to sleep with some other woman while she sat back and allowed it, he didn't know crap about her, she thought fuming inwardly.
Rhett smiled at the woman and patted her leg before standing up. "I thought I told you to be waiting in bed for me with nothing on?" His voice was cold and calculated, not pleased that she didn't add his title.
"And I thought you were working not hanging out with whores you found on the island." She wanted to rip the woman's hair from her beautiful head and started walking toward her, only to be stopped by his firm grip.
"Aleshia, please forgive my companion, she is in need of a quick lesson, we will be back with you shortly. Make yourself at home, my dear." He smiled warmly at the woman and pulled Scarlett back toward the bedroom shutting the door behind them.
"You forget your place girl," he was not happy with her at all at the moment and knew she needed to be taught her place.
"No, it's apparent you forget yours, I'm not going to stand by and watch you screw some other woman, are you out of your mind?"
"For your information, the woman was for you, and part of the ten nights." He definitely needed to get an upper hand and show her who was in control here. "Perhaps now I'll fuck her though, you aren't pleasing me very much."
"You are a bastard," without thinking she slapped him soundly across the face.
Instantaneously he took her arm roughly and led her over to the bed. Her robe was on the floor in two seconds and she was draped over his lap immediately. His hand fell on her bare ass over and over until she was sobbing uncontrollably and moving away from his blows. "You will never raise your hand to me again, do I make myself clear girl? Her gorgeous ass was covered in hand prints and he rubbed over the tender areas.
"Go to hell, SIR!" she screamed loudly, hating him at that moment. Squirming in his lap she attempted to move 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 smart ass?"
"Fuck you Sir," she stopped attempting to get away, not willing to give him the satisfaction of winning. Her ass wasn't hurting that bad and until it got to the point where she couldn't stand it, she would defy him.
He had played this game with her before and he knew just how stubborn she could be. It was time to change his tactics and he made a quick decision. "If you can't be what I need Scarlett, I'll find someone who can." He stood up and dumped her unceremoniously on the floor.
Her mouth opened, but no words escaped as she sat their dumbfounded at his actions. He was going back to that woman, she couldn't believe his audacity. If he wanted that whore over her, then so be it, she thought crossing her arms over her breasts. Tapping her foot, she decided she wasn't going to give him the satisfaction of thinking it made a damn to her who he fucked.
When the woman's moans drifted to her ears, she saw red and had to fight harder to control herself. That was her man, and he was making that whore feel good? Oh hell no, this wasn't going to work at all! Stomping out to the room she could only stare as the woman was half way across the room from Rhett, pleasuring herself.
Rhett looked her way and smirked, knowing exactly what she'd thought and just how much it pissed her off to think it. She could run that smart ass little mouth all she wanted, but he knew how she felt. "What's wrong little girl, did you think someone else was getting what you wanted?
"I didn't want..." she balled her hands into fists at her side and turned her head away childishly.
He walked over and grabbed her around her waist with one hand and forced his hand between her legs with the other. She was wet, just like he knew she'd be. "You can lie to me all you want baby, but your body tells the entire 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?"
She hated to watch the woman but found she couldn't look away. Her tanned legs were parted wide as she slowly inched her fingers in and out of her drenched core. Rhett's fingers, methodically stroking her in the same rhythm the woman was using on her own body, was building to a breaking point. He chose that moment to pull his fingers away. She couldn't stop the moan of disappointment.
"Watch her come baby, see how it makes you feel." He wrapped his arms around her waist and whispered softly into her air. His hands cupped her br
easts and ran over her nipples which were now hard pebbles in 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."
She couldn't stop watching, her heart was racing and her body ached. She wanted to touch herself, wanted Rhett to take her, and even thought of the woman tasting her. It was overwhelming how the primal need to find release filled her in such a simple act of watching another woman find orgasm. As the woman found release and her body trembled, Scarlett's own body was wrapped tight in desire.
"Walk over to her baby, tell her to touch you," he demanded softly, sensing how turned on she was.
"Sir, I can't," she whispered even though her mind was screaming at her to do just that.
"Do it Scarlett, you don't have a choice." His voice turned cold knowing she needed that little push to follow her own needs.
She left the comfort of his arms and walked over to the woman, her knees shaking nervously. She glanced down at her beautiful body, so tanned and dark and contrasting with hers. "Please touch me," she whispered the words so quietly she had no idea if the woman heard her.
The woman stood and motioned to the couch. "Lay down and spread your legs wide," she smiled as her cocoa eyes roamed over the girls beautiful body.
Scarlett didn't argue with the woman, she laid down and draped one of her legs over the top of the couch, and placed her other leg on the floor, completely spread open. This was so wrong, yet so exciting, and she wanted to know what it felt like to be touched by a woman. She had wondered before, and now she had the chance to find out.
At the first touch of the woman's fingers on her clit, she bucked up off the couch. Her touch was gentle and not like the roughness of Rhett's, it felt incredible. Even when those fingers slid inside her it was such a different experience. Where Rhett was all muscles and steel, this woman was silk and lace, even her smell was appealing.
Closing her eyes she gave over to the sensation of the subtle seduction, soft moans of pleasure spilling from her lips. As a woman she knew exactly what pleased another woman, she thought to herself. When she felt her mouth taking the place of her fingers, she clenched nervously until the sensation of pure ecstasy took over any thoughts of how strange it was to have a woman taste her this way.
Rhett watched the emotions crossing his beautiful girls face and was more than pleased with how she responded to the woman. He already knew that Scarlett was an incredibly sensual woman, but now he also knew he would be able to train other submissive's and eventually she would find pleasure with them.
His cock strained against his pants, and he would deny himself no longer. "Aleshia, thank you for your help this evening, you may go." The submissive wasn't his, but he'd known her Master for many years and he had agreed to let her come to him with the promise that she not be used sexually by him.
"Thank you Sir, I hope I've pleased you." she kissed Scarlett intimately and tugged on the piercing of her clit hood once gently. "I enjoyed you honey, wish we had longer to play together." Standing up, she pulled her dress down and walked out the door.
"Over the arm of the couch baby, 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 came. Pulling his pants and underwear down, and not removing anything else he walked to her.
Leaning her over the couch he took her slid into her with one hard, long thrust. "Never reveal what you truly desire, they'll think you're a whore. That's what they want you to believe baby. Deny what your body craves, they'll call you a lady." He slowly pulled out from her clenching folds only to surge forward quickly. "Hide behind closed doors if you need to explore, you should be ashamed to want." Riding her for a few quick thrusts he allowed his words to trail off.
Pulling her hair back roughly while embedded deeply inside, he whispered passionately in her ear. "I'm giving you the chance to shun what society would demand of you because you're a woman." Biting the tender lobe of her ear he inched out of her tightness and drove in deeply again and again before pausing once more, holding her hips as he forced himself to remain still. "When these ten nights of living out what most woman only get to fantasize about are over, you tell me sweetheart. Who has the real power?" Grabbing her hips roughly he pounded into her, unleashing all his sexual energy until he felt her on the edge.
He stilled again, pulling her hair and forcing her neck back almost painfully. “It has always been your choice, baby. The real question is, do you have the strength inside of you to keep going? Or will you allow the world to keep telling you to hide the true beauty that shines when you allow yourself to give in to your darkest desires?"
"Please Sir," her body was held on the precipice, aching with need. Shivers of longing moved through her and she needed to let go, to soar to that place of ecstasy that only he could give her.
"I opened the doors, now it's your turn." Rolling his hips slightly feeling her silken flesh hold him tighter than he'd ever been held before, he needed to know if she would still give in. "It's only going to get more intense sweet girl, I'm going to challenge everything you think you won't allow yourself to do. Tell me sweet girl, are you going to give me the full ten nights?"
She would promise him whatever he asked of her right now. Her core throbbed, clenching with the painful edge of release that was just on the other side out of reach. "Sir please fuck me, I'll give you whatever you ask for."
"That's my girl," he rode her savagely, holding nothing back. She belonged to him more than she even knew. As her body drenched him with passion he could no longer hold back and with one more thrust he pulled out and found his own release on her flawless skinned back.
She was breathless with the force of his passion and from the words he had spoken. There was no doubt in her mind that she was in way deeper than she'd ever find her way out of. It was the strangest feeling of fear and peace combined. He could crush her soul or take her higher than she'd ever imagined possible. That was more control than she'd ever thought she was capable of giving another person.
He lifted her into his arms and carried her back to the bathroom and she weakly rested her head on his chest. It was more than just the physical exhaustion of their act of passion. Mentally she was so wound up inside of him that she could barely think. He washed her body with a tenderness that had her on the edge of tears, the emotion was so overwhelming. They made love twice more before she had to beg him to allow her to rest.
"Sleep my sweet, sweet Scarlett, tomorrow I will expand your mind even more." Pulling her into his arms he held her until her even breaths told him she escaped. With a smile of contentment, he fell into a peaceful rest knowing she would soon be willing to become his slave.
chapter thirteen
Ménage Trois
They joined Janie and David for breakfast the next morning and Scarlett was surprised that they wouldn't be in meetings all day. It was a day she knew she'd lock inside her memories forever. They explored the island together, even enjoyed a snorkeling adventure. It was almost like they were a normal couple and all the things that happened in the bedroom didn't exist.
When they finally made it back to their hotel, she was ready to relax and was somewhat shocked as he told her they had another night to mark off their list. The sun was already setting and she had allowed herself to forget the ten nights all together during their incredible time today. "Sir, could we maybe just not have one of those nights?" She didn't want to ruin the incredible mood he was in, but she was really tired.
He held out his hand, and she took it immediately, bringing a smile to his face. He knew how tired she was, they had very little downtime since the day began, so he was willing to be understanding. But his plans would not be changed. "I have already put these last two nights together on the island sweetheart," he pulled her into an embrace and kissed the top of her head. "I promise, I'll let you sleep in late tomorrow."
She nodded wearily against his chest, not wanting to disappoint him. "Okay Sir."
"Go take a hot bath my sweet Scarlett, it will relax your muscles and I'll have dinner waiting for you when you get out." He felt it was a fair concession. He patted her backside lightly, encouraging her to do as he asked.
She walked back to the bathroom, almost dead on her feet. The heat of the island, along with all the walking and snorkeling had definitely taken all her energy. She did feel better as she slid into the steaming hot water though. She washed quickly, then laid her head back on the soft cushioned pillow in the tub, resting her eyes.
That was how he found her, sound asleep. Shaking his head, he bent over and lifted her out of the tub. Her eyes opened and she smiled at him sleepily and he was awed by her beauty. "I wish now I could cancel our plans for the evening," he chuckled softly at her blush. Lowering her to her feet, he dried her body off and wrapped her in a large towel. "Your dinner is in the other room, go eat while I grab a quick shower."
"Thank you for dinner and today, Sir," she smiled and left him. Her stomach was rumbling and she knew the salad from lunch hadn't been enough to hold her over after their exhausting itinerary. The kitchen island bar was set with a sterling silver covered tray, a long stemmed red rose in a small vase, and a white candle already lit. He really was pampering her tonight, she thought grinning.
Sitting down on the cushioned bar stool, she lifted the tray cover and inhaled the wonderful aroma. Chicken Marsalla was one of her favorite dishes and she dug in, eating more than she should have. Starting to wake up a little now that her stomach was full she walked back to the bedroom and was gifted with the sight of Rhett wrapped in only a towel. She couldn't stop her eyes from roaming over his chiseled abs and strong chest.
"I wish we had time for me to show you what a look like that will get you sweetheart, but you need to get that sexy ass dressed." Winking at her, he walked into the closet and pulled out a pair of dark black dress pants and a grey dress shirt. Walking back out, he laid them on the bed. "Go dry your hair baby, I'll lay out something for you as soon as I get dressed."
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