5 Nights (Sinful Delights Romance - Boxed Set) (56 page)

He'd just have to understand they just moved in, she decided unwilling to worry about it anymore.  Walking back out in the living room she saw Janie unpacking some dishes.  "You need any help before I get out of here?"

"Look at you sexy girl," Janie turned to her and grinned at her friends outfit.  She looked like a high school cheerleader instead of grown woman in that outfit.

"Oh yeah this is my seduce him look," giggling she tossed back her wet hair.

"I think you look gorgeous honey, and if he doesn't like the look tell him to lump it," she winked and then tapped her lip, "on second thought don't he might enjoy punishing you too much."

"Well I think I'm just going to leave you here with all this unpacking, smart ass," walking over she hugged Janie tightly.  "See you tomorrow hon."

Janie hugged her back, "Be ready to work your ass off girlfriend, tell the old man to take it easy on you tonight, because I need you."

Letting her go she shook her head, "Yeah I'll be sure to tell him that for you," waving she grabbed her purse off the floor and walked outside and down to her car.

As usual she felt a nervous knot in her stomach as she drove to his house.  She had no idea what would happen tonight, and it was exciting and petrifying at the same time.

chapter nineteen

Last Straw

Pulling into his driveway, she got out of the car and hated that her hands were trembling when she rang the doorbell.  Rubbing her palms down her dress, she took a few deep breaths and tried to mentally prepare for the night ahead.  She forced a smile as the butler opened the door and invited her in, trying to remember her manners.

"Master Rhett asks that you wait in his bedroom Ma'am, he has left a note for you on the nightstand."  He glanced over at the young woman's attire keeping a serious face.  She seemed younger than most of Rhett's play toys, he thought to himself.

"Thank you," she smiled again, feeling a little uncomfortable around the servant so she walked up the long flight of stairs quickly. 

Walking into the elegant room, she sat down on the oversized bed and picked up the letter, reading the contents.  Disappointment filled her when she read that he was stuck in some negotiations with clients and probably wouldn't be in until early morning. 

She couldn't help but wish he'd thought to call her, she would much rather be hanging out at her house than here.  He told her to make herself at home, but that was definitely not something she felt comfortable with.  Shaking her head, she couldn't help but be a little excited that he'd wrote to fall asleep with nothing on, it was apparent that tonight was going to be one of their tamest nights yet. 

She had already put in a full day with the move and decided that while she would have loved to have him here now, it was probably better that she could relax for a while.  She took off her dress and folded it neatly, then slipped off her undergarments as well.  Her shoes and socks came next, before she slipped under the softness of his duvet.

Picking up the remote from the nightstand, she decided a little television would be nice for a change.  It seemed like forever since she'd caught up with anything going on in the world of media.  After watching an old black and white movie, she finally felt able to sleep and clicked the television off.

She awoke to the feeling of being unable to breathe and panic set in as she felt a large hand covering her mouth.  The room was pitch black and she began to struggle against the body pinning her to the mattress.  Half awake, she couldn't even remember where she was.  Terror filled every limb of her body as she fought with all the energy she had, to no avail.  The hand covering her mouth pressed harder against her mouth as she tried to scream and she fought harder.

Everything was happening so fast her mind was struggling to think logically.  A thick band of tape was placed over her mouth as she kicked and swung her hands wildly.  Remembering where she had fallen asleep her mind screamed that this had to be one of the men that hung out at his dungeon events.

Where was Rhett, her mind screamed silently since any sound was effectively cut off.  Tears streamed down her cheeks as she continued to fight, but her assailant was obviously much stronger than her as he grabbed her wrists in one hand and his knee pressed into her stomach to keep her immobile.

She felt her hands being wrapped together with the same sticky tape and her adrenaline gave her body the push to keep fighting off the monster.  She felt her arms pulled over her head and continued to silently scream as they were attached to the headboard.  He was going to rape her, and her legs were the only defense she had and they were only able to flail slightly because of the pressure on her stomach.

She knew she was going to hyperventilate and pass out if she didn't gain some control and fought to breathe through her nose in deeper breaths.  This wasn't happening to her, not here in Rhett's home, her mind screamed.  As the pressure moved off her stomach she began kicking at the unseen stranger.  Feeling his hand around her ankle, she used the other leg to attempt to kick him but only met air.  Her right ankle was quickly taped and bound to something at the edge of the bed. 

Her chest was heaving as panic overwhelmed her as her other ankle was stretched far across the bed, taped and bound to something as well.  She was completely helpless and she bucked her hips trying to turn over, anything to not feel like she wasn't as vulnerable as her position made her.

When she felt long fingers thrusting into her core she thought her heart would explode. Muffled whimpers, begging for the torment to stop went unheeded as the monster continued to thrust inside her dry sheath with brutal force.  She felt raw as the brutal fingers continued and all she could do was push her hips further into the bed trying to escape the pain. 

Without warning the tormenting digits slowed their cruel rhythm and with agonizing slowness began to slide in and out.  She wanted to tear out his eyes for what he was attempting, and she knew with clarity beyond her own experiences that he had changed tactics to try and make her enjoy this evil act he was forcing upon her.

She arched her hips to each side, in her own meager way trying to stop the torment he was inflicting.  Tears continued to stream down her face as her body started responding.  This humiliation was even worse than him taking her body brutally by force.  No, no, no, she cried out behind the tape, hating the wetness that she felt between her thighs.

Pulling the tape from her mouth, he laid his body over hers. "I'm going to fuck you so hard and deep baby."

The sound of his voice did nothing to stop her panic, knowing he had done this to her made her ready to claw his eyes out.  "Get off me you son of a bitch," she screamed loudly.  What kind of fucking man would do this to someone, she thought as her heart stopped racing in fear, but was no fueled on by anger.

She felt his cock against her and her rage was increased tenfold.  "Red you asshole, Red," she screamed, how could he think she would let him fuck her after what he'd done.

He moved off her as if she'd struck him at the use of her word, and knew then that he'd went over the edge of anything she could deal with.  "I'm going to untie you sweetheart," he spoke soothingly.

"Do it quickly," she was shaking in anger, fear and astonishment.  Finding it hard to breathe, she tried to force herself to slow her breaths.  As the tape was removed from her legs, then her wrists, she jumped out of the bed and grabbed her dress. 

He could see the panic in her eyes and knew that she was on the verge of a full blown panic attack.  "Baby calm down, we need to sit and talk about this."  He took a few steps toward her slowly, not wanting to scare her any further.

"Don't you fucking come near me, I swear if you do I will scream this house down."  She hoped the servants here didn't ignore everything they heard, because she damn well planned on getting out here.

"I won't touch you baby, just calm down."  He hadn't thought she would react this badly and was rethinking this whole fucked up situation.  If he could at least get her to calm down, he'd promise to never subject her to this again.

Pulling her dress over her head, she eyes him angrily.  Grabbing her shoes, she slid them on without her socks, never once taking her eyes off him.  She didn't trust him, anyone who could pull off an act like that was not a person she wanted to be around.  Finding her purse she began walking toward the door before turning to glare at him.

"Don't fucking call me, or ever try to get in touch with me again," she began walking again, determined to get the hell away from him.  Her heart was broke beyond repair at the moment and she wished that she had the strength to kick his ass in the way he deserved.

"Scarlett baby, be reasonable, you can't drive like this," he reached out and grabbed her arm gently needing her to think about what she was doing.  He couldn't believe how horribly wrong this night had went.  The thought of her walking out of his life forever was tearing him up inside.

"Don't you dare call me baby you sick son of a bitch," pulling her arm out of his grasp, she poked him in the chest with her finger.  "You fucking need serious mental help, Rhett Hammond."

She took off running as tears streamed down her face.  If he tried to stop her, she swore she'd grab the nearest object she could find and crash it over his demented head. 

He followed after her, but didn't try to stop her again.  He was terrified she was going to hurt herself with the emotional state she was in.  She didn't look back and he could only assume she didn't know he was following her.  He wanted to beg her to let him drive her home, but knew she was past any thought of rational behavior at the moment.  When she got in her car and sped off, he followed her in his car at a safe distance, hoping like hell she made it home safely.

Scarlett knew she shouldn't be driving this way, but she had to get home.  The digital clock in the car said it was after three in the morning, at least traffic wouldn't be that bad.  She needed to think of anything, anything but how he had betrayed her in the worst possible way tonight.  Blinking away the tears, it was hard to focus on the road and how she made it home without running into something was a miracle in her mind.  She parked the car and ran inside, never in her life had she felt so betrayed and hurt.  Wishing that Janie was here, she let herself into the condo, locked the door behind her and sat down in the floor and cried helplessly.

Rhett pulled out of her parking lot, kicking himself mentally for what he put her through tonight.  It had been a decision that had been nagging him all night as he contemplated going through with it.  He was so overwhelmed by the strange feelings he had for her that he subconsciously wanted to make her pay for making him feel this way.

Love was a foreign emotion to him, and for the first time in his life he knew what it meant.  He wanted to drive those stupid female feelings out of his mind. and this had seemed like the perfect solution.  Now he knew that he may have very well lost the only woman that he could ever love and he slammed his hands down on the
steering wheel hard.  "Stupid ass stubborn man," he said out loud.

chapter Twenty

Broken

Scarlett curled up on the tile floor of the kitchen and wept.  She didn't have the strength of will to get up and allowed her mind to sink into the mental agony as each night with him replayed in her mind like a movie that didn't have an end.  Her heart ached with the realization that he'd never truly given a damn about her.  She wanted to rip his balls off and shove them down his throat.  At the same time she wanted to beg him to come back and take away this horrible empty feeling that left her feeling like nothing would ever be right in her life again.

Why did she have to fall in love with the one man in this world that was so fucking screwed up that he could never give her what she needed?  Was she really so
fucked up that she could only find passion with a demented asshole who only knew how to show affection by destroying her mentally?  Lost in her own mental hell she didn't even acknowledge the slender arms that held her as she allowed the tears to fall, attempting to wash away the misery that her mind couldn't deal with outwardly.

Janie and David had walked in laughing about the great evening they'd enjoyed to be silenced at the sight of Scarlett laying in the fetal position, not even hearing them ask if she was okay as sobs racked her small frame.  David had lifted her into his arms but she had fought him like a wild animal trying to free herself and he had Janie sit down on the floor and laid the girls' head in her lap, which calmed her instantly.

He had no idea what to do and called Rhett to find out just what the hell had happened tonight.  When he gotten the entire night scene retold to him, he make the decision to call in one of the psychiatrists that played in the dungeons with them from time to time and invited her over. 

Rhett had insisted that he come over and David demanded that he stay far away from her until they had some professional help.  He knew Rhett was not one to be ordered around, and even after all their years of friendship he threatened him with law enforcement if he came anywhere near her. 

An hour later Sylvia walked into the condo, shocked at the state the woman was in.  "I think someone needs to start talking."  She was infuriated at the state of the young woman, and was more than a little perplexed as she listened to David recant the scene from earlier.

She'd seen rape victims in her emergency room visits respond in a manner like this, but never a lifestyle person who had reacted with such psychosis.  "I have to admit I'm completely perplexed.  Wasn't this scene discussed in contracts?"  Sylvia was completely baffled.

Janie, still holding Scarlett in her arms stroking her hair like a child, spoke up. "She was new to the lifestyle.  Actually she was a virgin until she and Rhett first met.  They had decided to do safe words instead of contract until Scarlett knew more about what her limits were."

"So I'm to assume he took a complete innocent, not just an innocent in our lifestyle, but with no sexual experience whatsoever and threw her straight into something like this?"  She wanted to beat the living shit out of Rhett herself, for being such a complete idiot.

Janie nodded, trying to remain calm and soothe Scarlett, but her mind was filled with adrenaline at the tongue lashing she wanted to give Rhett.  The only thing holding her temper at bay at the moment was Scarlett's needs.

"It doesn't take a professional to see the woman's in shock," Sylvia shook her head attempting to hold on to her own professionalism.  She would be having a long discussion with Rhett about his decisions tonight.

Scarlett looked around her finally seeing the people surrounding her and closed her eyes.  Sighing deeply she tried to get her shit together.  She hadn't meant to go completely ape shit, which was pretty apparent she did since Janie was holding her like a child, and David and some strange lady were looking at her like she was something to be pitied. "What happened?" keeping her eyes closed for a moment before being willing to open them, she asked quietly.  She felt even more idiotic knowing that she had scared her best friend.

"You had us scared to death honey," Janie hugged her tightly before letting go.

"Scarlett, how are you feeling now?" Sylvia knelt down and smiled reassuringly at the young woman.

"Um, I'm sorry who are you," she had no idea who this lady was and wasn't about to talk to her until she did.

"I'm a friend of David's and Janie's, but I'm also a Psychiatrist."  She smiled again wanting to put her at ease.

Groaning softly she sat up, "Look I'm sorry for the inconvenience, I just freaked out, but seriously I'm fine now."

"You've been catatonic for the last two hours, I don't think you're fine."  Sylvia smiled again, not wanting her to feel pressured.

Scarlett couldn't believe she'd been out of it for that long, her face burned in embarrassment.  "Janie I'm so sorry, I really just lost it."  She was mortified for having David and that stranger here witnessing her meltdown, but from the look on Janie's face she'd been terrified, and that mattered most.

Janie hadn't moved from her side, and held her hand firmly.  "Don't you dare worry about anything honey, I'm sorry I ever introduced you to him."  She felt like complete shit, all of this was her fault.

"Janie stop, this isn't your fault," pulling her friend into an embrace she held her tightly.  "I just freaked out, I'm fine, honestly," her heart was broken, but no one died from that, she thought wistfully.

"Listen Scarlett, my name is Sylvia Lawrence," she pulled a card out of her wallet in her purse, "if you need to talk about this, I want you to call me, okay?"  The woman apparently had been given more to deal with than she could handle tonight, she thought to herself.  She seemed calm and reasonable at the moment.

"It's nice to meet you Sylvia," she was so damned embarrassed at the moment, "you won't report this or anything, right?"  As pissed off as she was, she knew that nothing that happened tonight was really illegal.  She'd accepted Rhett's screwed up ten night plan without thought about how far it could go, but it was still as much her fault as his, she reasoned.

"I have to admit Scarlett, I'm caught in a very tough position here.  From what I understand from David, you agreed to ten nights with Rhett and knew that they would be sexual in nature?"

Scarlett nodded and waited on her to continue, not wanting to discuss those ten nights with this stranger.

"As a submissive myself, I am torn between knowing the mental damage that could have been inflicted with you having no clue what you were truly getting into, and the horrible way he handled these things." 

"I really have to take part of the blame here Sylvia," knowing she was a submissive definitely made it easier to have a discussion she thought to herself.  "I think it was a first for him as well."  As angry as she was with
him at that moment, she could also reason that she had agreed to play in his world without finding out more about what she was getting into.

"The truth is Scarlett, he knew what he doing.  While it may not be illegal, it also wasn't well thought out.  I've known Rhett for fifteen years and I've never seen him act so irresponsible before."  She was dumbfounded at how he'd allowed things to get this out of control.  Rhett was known in their community as a leader and the person a Dominant would turn to for advice.

"I just wasn't ready," Scarlett was fighting back tears again.  The thought of telling him goodbye forever was gut wrenching.  It was apparent that she wasn't anywhere near ready to walk in his world again if tonight was any indication. 

"I don't want you internalizing this Scarlett, he is much more to blame than you ever could be.  He knew what he was doing."  Sylvia was truly worried that this woman would suffer long-lasting effects of the training he'd subjected her too.  "I have a small group that meets twice a week to demonstrate the basics of our lifestyle, I'd like you to come sit in."

"To be honest, I'm not sure I ever want to think about this again, Sylvia."  For the rest of her life when she thought about BDSM she'd think about Rhett, and that definitely wasn't going to help her get over him in her opinion.

"I'm going to ask you to at least think about these classes, Scarlett," she smiled warmly.  "Even if you decide to walk away from this and never look back, I think it will help you heal."  Seeing that she wasn't convinced,
she continued.  "Please Scarlett, if nothing else it would help me sleep better at night."

She wasn't sure why she nodded, but the thought of this woman driving out here to take care of her tonight meant a lot to her.  "I'll at least come check out a class, okay?"

"Wonderful, and if you need me before then, seriously just call me anytime day or night."  Pulling another card from her wallet she handed it to her and she stood up.  "The next class is in two days, Six p.m.".  "Just follow the directions on the back of the card, and like I said if you need to talk at all, I'm here."  She gave quick goodbyes to David and Janie before leaving them.

"Scarlett, I'd like you and Janie to come stay at my place tonight, we'd just stopped in to pick up a change of clothes."  David hoped that she'd accept his offer, she wouldn't put it past Rhett to stop in even with his threats earlier.

"I think that's a really good idea Scarlett, Rhett could stop by and I don't think you're ready to deal with him yet."  They'd both kept quiet while Sylvia was here out of respect, but Janie really worried that Rhett wouldn't be able to stay away long.  As pissed as she was at him at that moment, she knew in his own strange way he cared about her.

"I think maybe you're right and we should get out of here."  The last thing she was ready to deal with now was Rhett, and it would be nice to get some sleep before dealing with anything else for a while.

"Don't even worry about packing," David heard his cell phone go off and knew it was Rhett.  "I'll send one of my people out to grab you girls' some fresh clothes."  He ushered them out before they really had a chance to protest.