5 Nights (Sinful Delights Romance - Boxed Set)

by Michelle Hughes

  Picking up her phone she dialed Janie's cell, glad when she picked up on the second ring. She invited her to the beach, hoping her friend could help take away the strange despair that was drowning her. She dressed in the small little G-string bathing suit she'd bought at Rhett's request, grabbed a bottle of sunscreen and towel and walked over to Janie's room.

  Janie had no idea what was going on but got dressed quickly, sensing the pain in her best friend’s voice. She knew how intense Rhett could be and had to guess that he was the reason for her unhappiness. When she opened the door and saw Scarlett, her heart broke. Her friend looked like shit and it was pretty apparent that whatever happened last night had been a deal breaker.

  "What the hell happened hon?" pulling Scarlett into her arms she held her tightly.

  "How much do you know about Rhett's ten night plan?" She hugged Janie back, relaxing now that she was with her.

  "Honestly I don't know anything, I told you I turned down his offer to train me." Obviously that had been a good decision considering that Scarlett looked like she was ready to fall over at any minute.

  Pulling out of Janie's arms she nodded in understanding. "Let's go down to the beach, enjoy the salt air and we'll talk okay?" She just wanted to be outside, bask in the sun, and try to relax.

  "Of course honey." Picking up her beach bag she motioned with her hand for Scarlett to lead the way and they walked out the door. This was going to be a hell of a conversation if the way her friend was acting was any indication.

  They made it out of the hotel and down to the private beach. Finding two beach lawn chairs they both took one and applied sunscreen without talking. An island man wearing the hotel's insignia on his shirt walked over and asked if they'd like drinks and Janie ordered for both of them. "What happened Scarlett?" as soon as the waiter left she asked.

  Scarlett was embarrassed as hell but knew if she couldn't talk to Janie then there was no one else. "Rhett introduced me to a male friend of his last night." She wasn't sure she could even say what had happened it was so humiliating.

  "Um, okay was he a nice guy?" Janie wasn't sure what meeting some friend of Rhett's had to do with anything. As Scarlett covered her face with her hands she understood exactly what she meant. "You mean you met met one of Rhett's friends?"

  Nodding her head she kept back the tears by sheer will alone.

  "Oh honey you were so not ready for that yet, what the hell was he thinking?" Janie was pissed. What kind of idiot was that man?

  "I just let it happen Janie," she couldn't hold back the waterworks any longer. She felt like the biggest slut that had ever walked the planet.

  Standing up she slid into the chair with Scarlett and just held her. "Okay honey, everything is going to be okay. This is something that some Dom's enjoy, and I'm sorry things moved so fast." She would love to slap Rhett's face at the moment for not using his brain. Hell Scarlett had never fucked another man before him, how was she supposed to be ready to deal with this yet.

  "You've done that before?" She was shocked. Janie had her share of lovers, that Scarlett knew, but she had never thought about her being with more than one man at a time.

  "A few times honey, but after years of experience under my belt." She couldn't even imagine doing something like that the first week after her initiation to sex. It had taken her five years to get comfortable enough with her own sexuality to want something like that.

  Wiping her eyes she looked up at Janie shocked. "How did you, well you know, not feel like you were a horrible woman?" She didn't want to offend her friend, but at the moment she felt like a piece of garbage.

  "I never claimed to be an angel sweety," she grinned and stood up. "I enjoy sex, always have and I feel like as long as what I do isn't hurting anyone, anything is fair game."

  "I just feel dirty Janie," pulling her knees up she wrapped her arms around them, resting her chin there.

  "All this is so new to you honey, I remember what it was like in the beginning for me. Hell you're coming into this in a strange way too, with a man who obviously isn't thinking about how inexperienced you are." Once again she was pissed as hell at Rhett.

  "I could have said no Janie, he isn't the only one to blame here." She didn't know why she was defending him, but she wasn't a child either. At twenty-four she was old enough to take blame for her own decisions, she thought.

  "Rhett isn't an easy man to say no to, Scarlett."

  "I just don't know what to do now. I told him that would never happen again and he agreed. What's going to happen on these next four nights? Nothing could be worse that what took place last night, can it?"

  "You have to make a decision here sweety, either start speaking up when something is too overwhelming or walk away. Really those are the only two choices you have with Rhett."

  The waiter came back with two Pina Colada's, and Janie charged them to the room. They took a few sips of their drinks and allowed the conversation to stop for a moment.

  "He changed the rules last night Janie, he told me if I walked away from any of the ten nights, things were over."

  "Wow, he really said that?" If she was pissed before she wanted to kill Rhett now. "Scarlett, I think you should really consider just walking away now." It was pretty apparent Rhett couldn't deal with her friend in the way her inexperience required. "If you still want to explore this whole lifestyle thing, we'll find someone more suitable.

  "Janie, I love him," she knew her friend wasn't going to want to hear that, but it was the truth.

  "Honey, sex isn't love. I know he was your first and okay, that’s a huge deal. But honey this isn't healthy for you. Look at how miserable you are. Is love supposed to make you feel that way?"

  "The thought of walking away from him rips my heart open, Janie. I know sex isn't love, and no it shouldn't make you hurt, I guess, but I can't change what I feel."

  "As far as I'm concerned honey, you should walk away now before you can't walk away at all. I don't like this side he's bringing out in you." She wanted to rip his balls off and stick them down his throat, but this was a decision Scarlett had to make on her own.

  "A few more nights Janie," closing her eyes she sighed, "I'm going to go through with them, if I can't stand myself after that, I'll leave." It was all she could do, she thought miserably, even if she couldn't have him forever then those memories she would keep with her when he was gone.

  "What worries me is what will be left of you after these ten nights Scarlett, look at what it's already done to you." She seriously didn't enjoy seeing her headstrong friend, weakened by a man. It was somewhat ironic that she enjoyed being submissive herself, but David knew that it was only in the bedroom she allowed him control. With Scarlett she was afraid Rhett would take over every aspect of her life.

  "I'm a big girl Janie," she grinned trying to lighten the mood now that her decision was made, "I'll be fine."

  "I hope you're right honey, I'd hate to open up a can of whoop ass on Rhett Hammond's ass." Shaking her head she knew that it was stupid to argue with her. When Scarlett made up her mind about something she didn't budge. At least that part of her friend’s attitude was still intact.

  They enjoyed the morning at the beach and then ate lunch. After hours of shopping they both walked back to their rooms to get ready for their men tonight. Scarlett was in a much better frame of mind by the time Rhett arrived home.

  He walked in holding a dozen long stemmed white roses and smiled as he saw how gorgeous she looked. She was dressed in a shot black mini dress with five inch heels that made her legs look miles long. "Damn you're beautiful baby."

  She turned around for him and walked forward to take the roses," Thank you Sir, how were you're meetings?"

  His mood was much lighter now that he knew she wasn't still holding a grudge about last night. He handed over the flowers with a grin. "I'll have to show you how good it was tomorrow, we just acquired a new beach front property."

  Smiling back at him for a moment she walked into the kitchen a
nd pulled out a vase, filling it with water before sliding the roses inside it. "I can't wait to see it Sir, thank you for the flowers they're beautiful.

  "Not half as beautiful as you sweetheart," walking over he wrapped his arms around her waist and kissed her deeply. All damn day he had worried about her mood and was relieved beyond understanding at her change of attitude. He had almost called off tonight's game twice before changing his mind.

  Wrapping her arms around his neck she laid her head on his shoulder, breathing in the scent of his cologne deeply. She knew that his scent would remain with her for the rest of her life. Closing her eyes she enjoyed the moment. She had decided today to not dwell on what happened last night and was determined to not bring it up ever again.

  He caressed her back softly and continued to hold her for a few more moments. "I want to stay here with you just like this all night sweetheart, but we have somewhere we need to be."

  She forced herself not to tense at his words, and reminded herself that she had decided to make it through these last few nights. "I'm ready when you are Sir." She hoped her voice sounded light and carefree, she was really trying.

  Her entire attitude had changed, he noted and found himself smiling widely. "Well in that case my beautiful girl, let's get the hell out of here." He was wearing his business suit, but tonight wasn't really about him it was about her.

  Scarlett told herself that no matter what happened tonight she would deal with it and not feel guilty tomorrow. She only had a few more days and who knew what would happen after that. If these were her last nights with Rhett, she wanted to keep them with her for a lifetime.

  He kept his arm around her waist as they walked out of the hotel and made it to the Limo, only letting go so she could slide into the seat. He joined her quickly and pulled her close to him, not wanting to be apart from her. Tonight would be a positive experience for her, he hoped. Most of the submissive's loved this night since it gave them a different perspective on the lifestyle.

  chapter Sixteen

  Yes Ma’am

  They pulled up in front of a beach front house that made her gasp it was so lovely. Her hands were trembling as they made it up to the front doors, because she had no idea what he had planned tonight. Without conscious thought, she grabbed his hand and squeezed it as the door opened.

  An elegant woman dressed in full leather smiled at them warmly and bent over to kiss Rhett's cheek. "It has been much too long Rhett, I have missed your company."

  Rhett chuckled, "We have all missed you at the Dungeon, Dominique, you need to visit Chicago more often."

  Scarlett wanted to scratch the beautiful woman's eyes out for being so comfortable with her man. She had to be at least 5'9 and her body was plastered into the leather cat suit showing off every luscious curve she had. Her hair was midnight black and pulled into a sleek ponytail that showed off her perfect facial features.

  "This must be your little pet," Dominique's eyes roamed over the petite woman, inspecting her with her cool brown eyes. "She's absolutely charming I know Travon will enjoy this treat." She stood back to allow her guests to enter. "Travon we are waiting for you," she called out impatiently.

  Scarlett took a step back as a handsome man moved forward wearing nothing but a black collar around his neck. His cocoa colored skin was flawless and his chocolate colored eyes were lowered and fringed by the longest dark lashes she'd ever seen on a man before. She kept her eyes above his chiseled abs, not wanting to look any lower. After last night, the presence of a man made her think of only one thing though and she wanted to bolt.

  "Could we please have a moment, dear," Rhett knew exactly what she was thinking as she stepped back and he wanted to make her comfortable before their night truly began.

  "Of course, we'll be waiting in the black room Rhett, join us when you're ready," smiling at the young woman she hooked her finger in the silver hoop on Travon's collar and led him away.

  "You agreed, Sir," Scarlett felt her heart race and knew that she would use her safe word rather than endure another night like the last one. How could he do this to her, she wondered?

  "Scarlett, I want you to calm down. This is not what you think and I should punish you for thinking I would go back on my word." His hand slid under her chin and made her eyes meet his. "I'm going to trust that you won't allow that to happen again and be lenient tonight because punishing here would defeat my point. Travon is your slave tonight, Dominique is his Mistress and has graciously allowed your use of him this evening."

  She was floored at his words and opened her mouth to speak but nothing would come out. What was she supposed to do with a slave, she thought to herself. "Sir, I'm afraid I'm completely lost here."

  He was going to forget that she didn't apologize for not trusting him for the moment, he decided. "That's why we are here with Dominique, she is going to do a demonstration so you'll understand a different side of the coin, so to speak. So if you're comfortable we shouldn't keep them waiting any longer."

  "I'm ready, and Sir, I'm sorry I freaked out." She felt like an idiot now.

  "Just don't let it happen again, baby." Taking her hand he led her back to the black room. The dungeon here was just as nice as the one he had in his home and he noted a few additions since the last time he'd been here.

  Scarlett was shocked to find the dungeon, or living room turned into a dungeon, so easily on display. At Rhett's home the dungeon was in the basement, out of sight. She could only guess that anyone that visited this house would be part of their lifestyle.

  Dominique had Travon chained to a suspension bar by his wrists. She was working oil into his smooth skin and Scarlett watched, fascinated. The thought went through her mind about what it would be like to be the one with all the power.

  "I thought I would warm him up a little before we allow your pet to try her hand." Dominique winked at them and continued to massage Travon's skin.

  "Try my hand?" Scarlett whispered nervously to Rhett. "What exactly am I supposed to try my hand at Sir?"

  Rhett chuckled at her worried expression. "Just watch sweetheart," his arm wrapped around her waist as they stood back far enough to let Dominique work.

  Scarlett was fascinated as Dominique began flogging the beautiful man. He was stretched so taught and his muscles moved in a beautiful dance as each stroke of the leather fell upon him. With each fall of the strands the man moaned softly and the sound filled her with a strange warmth she couldn't understand.

  Rhett watched her expression and smiled. Moving behind her, he wrapped her arms around her waist and lowered his head to her ear. "How does it make you feel to watch him being controlled, Scarlett."

  "It's beautiful, Sir" she whispered softly. And it was to her, she could tell there was no real pain in the dance they performed.

  Dominique lowered the flogger and motioned Scarlett forward. "Come pet," she smiled and waited patiently.

  Scarlett looked to Rhett who nodded, and nervously made her way over to the woman. She held out the flogger and Scarlett's eyes widened nervously. "I don't know how to use this," she spoke softly eying the strands of leather as if they were a foreign object.

  "That's why I'm here to teach you," Dominique spoke patiently, placing the floggers handle in her hand. "I won't allow you to hurt him," she laughed at the absurdity of that. "We will start with slow figure eight movements on his back. She guided her wrist away from his skin until she had discovered the rhythm.

  "Now dear one, use the same motion against his flesh," she kept her voice calm not wanting to make her nervous.

  Biting her lip, she stepped closer to Travon and flicked her wrist with the barest of movements, finding contact.

  Laughing softly Dominique spoke, "A little more force dear, you won't break him."

  Her soft laugh made her cheeks burn in embarrassment, and she tried again with a little more force. For reasons she couldn't understand, knowing she was in control of this man's pleasure or a pain gave her a heady feeling. Trying again she allowe
d the strokes to gain in strength, pleased when a soft moan escaped his beautiful lips.

  After several minutes she was truly finding her confidence and was able to make the flogger fall exactly where she wanted it to land. Smiling at her accomplishment, she allowed her pace to quicken.

  "I do believe your pet enjoys this, you may have to start sharing your role Rhett," Dominique purred with a laugh.

  "I think we'd better move on to another exercise before I find out just how much she enjoys it," Rhett was enjoying watching her move. If she wanted to practice more in the future he would have to find a nice submissive at home for her.

  "Pet, you've done very well for your first time, we should explore more now," Dominique smiled at Scarlett warmly.

  Scarlett's cheeks were filled with color at the compliment, she had lost all focus except on Travon's back for those minutes. "Thank you, I actually enjoyed that." She was really surprised at how much she actually enjoyed flogging the man. She gave the toy back to her and walked over to stand by Rhett, still grinning.

  "So my little girl loves dishing it out, I will remember that," he chuckled at her blush. "I'm glad you're enjoying yourself sweetheart." He wrapped his hand around her waist and leaned down to kiss her cheek. After last night, this was apparently a winner, he thought.

  Dominique had released Travon and allowed him to kneel at her feet as she stroked his shaved head. Travon was a switch and she enjoyed her time with him. She also enjoyed the moments when he allowed her to witness him dominating another. They had played together for five years and had trained many submissive's together during that time.

  "You should be kneeling at her feet," Dominique motioned toward Scarlett and Travon crawled over to her and knelt.

  Scarlett was shocked at the gesture and smiled down nervously at him. Was she supposed to stroke his head too, she wondered before allowing her hand to pat him awkwardly. This whole pet thing was different to her and she was about as clueless as it got.