10 Nights (16 page)

Chastised Leah slid on
the red dress and then stood there while Rhett examined her. Unlike with the previous
two dresses he simply stood there, a cold look in his eyes as he glanced over
her. "That one will do," he said with a nod of his head, gesturing
for Delilah to return. When she did he looked pointedly at Leah, waiting for
her to speak.

"Delilah, please forgive
me for my rudeness, it was out of place and I apologize." She kept her
eyes lowered, feeling ashamed of herself.

"All this changing
can be stressful," she smiled warmly, showing no sign of having been
offended, "no need to apologize." She was used to dealing with
Chicago's elite and was no longer bothered by their frequent rudeness, in fact
she was surprised the woman felt it necessary to offer an apology, she was the
first one to do so.

"I think we'll try
a few more," Rhett smiled again, pleased that Leah hadn't defied him.

After trying on five
more dresses, Leah decided she wasn't big on shopping. Rhett had reverted to
his original pleasant demeanor, but she was getting bored.

"Delilah, could
you pick out some lingerie and take it back to the dressing room? 34 B cup
size."

"Of course, Mr.
Hammond." Delilah moved around the store selecting numerous items of
lingerie she was sure would suit her employer's tastes. Once she had finished
making her selections she put them in the changing room and walked back out.
"I think you will be pleased with what I have picked out, Sir."

"Thank you,
Delilah, you have been a wonderful help. We'll call you should we need any
assistance." He smiled at her before holding out his hand to Leah.

Leah took his hand and
allowed him to lead her through the shop. She had no idea why he was coming
with her, the dressing rooms were discreet, but she had no difficulty working
out where they were.

When they reached the
dressing room he followed her inside, shutting the door behind him and sliding
the catch across. "Get those panties off; I can't wait a minute more to
have you."

She looked at him in
shock; she couldn't believe he was going to take her there, with Delilah not
far away. The thought embarrassed her, though at the same time she found
herself strangely excited. Slowly she slid off her panties, not quite believing
that she was going to go through with what he wanted.

"Down on your
knees, baby." He pushed on her shoulders until she was kneeling before
him. He undid his pants and lowered them, along with his underwear. "Now
give me that smartass mouth, sweetheart."

He guided his already
hard cock into her mouth and all thoughts about the saleswoman were pushed from
her mind. With a hand wrapped in her hair he held her head still as he
forcefully fucked her mouth.

She gasped in air when
he withdrew and sucked him hard as he thrust in again. Her throat was beginning
to feel raw from his forceful fucking when he finally pulled out. She wasn't
given much of a chance to recover however as he pulled her to her feet and slid
two fingers into her with little gentleness.

"Ready for me,
like a good little slut." He grinned, lifting her up in his arms.
Positioning her against the mirror he thrust inside her, making her groan. His
hands gripped her heart-shaped ass firmly, holding her up, while her legs
wrapped around his waist as he pounded into her. The sounds of ecstasy pouring
from her lips egged him on.

"How does it feel
to know she can hear how good I make you feel when we fuck?" He paused in
his fucking, his cock buried to the hilt in her, to whisper the words in her
ear.

"I don't care,
Sir," Leah told him, all she could think of right then was how close she
was to coming undone, and how much she wanted him to finish what he had started.

He chuckled and lifted
her slowly off him. She groaned as he did so, and then again when he thrust her
back down, burying himself to the hilt in her again. "You like the idea
that she can hear me making you cum, don't you, baby?" He lifted her again,
holding her there with just the head of his cock still embedded in her.

It wasn't enough, she
wanted every inch of him as deep in her as he could get. "Yes, Sir, I want
her to know you're mine." She couldn't believe how much she wanted that
beautiful woman out there in the boutique to know she couldn't have him, that
Rhett was hers and hers alone.

Smiling at her words he
rode her until her body clenched around him, doing its best to milk him dry,
and she moaned aloud in orgasm. Lifting her off him he set her on her feet and
immediately pushed down on her shoulders, telling her without words what he
wanted her to do.

She took his huge cock
in her mouth and sucked him deeply; wanting to give him the same pleasure he
had given her. Her core ached with his rough treatment but she loved the feeling,
and wished he hadn't stopped; she wished he would never stop.

When he finally
climaxed, she swallowed every drop, loving the taste of him. The knowledge that
he came because she pleased him was thrilling to her; the thought that she had
that kind of power over a man like him was exhilarating.

"Baby, you please
me more than any other woman," he told her; pulling her into his arms he
hugged her tight.

She smiled at his
compliment and felt the glow of his pleasure move through her. "I love
you, Sir." She bit her lip when she realized what she'd said, wishing she
could take the words back.

He smiled down at her.
"Let's go home, sweetheart." Her words made him feel like a god.

Before they left Rhett
took care of the bill, giving Delilah a large bonus for having stayed after
hours to take care of him. It wasn't necessary since the boutique was his, and
he already paid her a more than generous salary, but he believed in being good
to his employees.

Leah did her best, but
couldn't entirely conceal the blush that colored her cheeks as she waited for
Rhett to finish up with Delilah, which caused Rhett to smile. She was fucking
adorable, and his, he thought as they returned to the limousine with their
purchases.

They had barely made it
through the door when Rhett lifted her into his arms and rushed upstairs to
make love to her again. After that he bathed her and carried her back to his
bed. She had never felt more cherished in her life.

"Baby, when these
ten nights are over, I want you to think about moving in with me." He
stroked her hair as she rested her head on his chest, exhausted.

All of a sudden Leah
was wide awake. Lifting her head she looked deep into his blue eyes. "You
want me to move in, Sir?" She was floored, his request came out of the
blue, and it had her heart jumping for joy.

"I think you and I
are very compatible, and whatever happens on the rest of our nights, I want you
to be my slave." His smile faded when he saw a look of sorrow enter her
gaze.

"You want me to be
your slave? To do this all the time?" She'd hoped he meant that he cared
for her as much she did for him, but it seemed as though he just wanted to
control her and have sex with her whenever he wanted.

"Yes, sweetheart,
you've proven how willing you are to learn, and I enjoy teaching you." It
was clear from the look on her face that she wasn't happy about his proposal,
though he didn't understand why.

"I need to think
about it," she whispered, trying very hard to hide her hurt feelings.

"Okay, baby, get some
sleep, I know you're tired." He caressed her hair, baffled by her
reluctance.

Leah laid her head on
his chest once again and closed her eyes, willing the tears not to fall. Living
as his slave would mean never being able to have a normal relationship with
him. She enjoyed playing with him, it had been more fun than she had ever
expected to have with a man, but if that was all there was to it, she wasn't
sure she could do it.

When she woke the next
morning Leah found Rhett was already gone, though he had left a note for her on
the pillow, thanking her for another wonderful night.

Her heart ached as she
drove home. Maybe Janie was right, she thought, and her feelings were becoming
too involved, but try though she did to turn them off she knew it was too late
for that.

By the time she reached
the campus she had decided only one thing, that she would put off making a
decision about his proposal until the ten nights were over. She would enjoy the
remaining nights she had agreed to, and then she would work out what she was
going to do.

10

Make Believe

Leah was still in a
state of emotional turmoil over his proposition when she made it back to her
dorm. The thought of walking away from him was painful, but was she willing to
be his slave, could she accept being that and nothing more to him? She wasn't
sure.

"Stop
thinking," she told her, speaking aloud, "just live in the moment,
for a change." She had seven nights left out of the ten she'd agreed to,
seven nights in which anything could happen.

Determinedly she put
his proposition from her mind while she went to run a bath; she would make a
decision when the ten nights were over.

When a knock sounded
twenty minutes later, Leah knew it was another gift from Rhett, Janie rarely
knocked. Dragging herself from the now tepid water she quickly wrapped a towel
around herself and made for the door.

She thanked the UPS
delivery guy, tipped him, and tore off the wrapping so she could open the box
the moment she had closed the door behind him. She was surprised to find
herself looking at an iPhone, the latest model, a note resting on top of it.

Lifting the card out of
the box she read it,
'Keep this with you at all times, I worry about you.'
It was sighed R.H. and she shook her head. She already had a cell phone, granted
it wasn't as nice as the one in the box she was holding, but it was still
perfectly capable of doing anything she needed.

She was so startled
when the phone began to buzz, she hadn't even realized it was already switched
on, she almost dropped the box. Glancing down at the screen she saw Rhett's
name; it didn't surprise her that he had already programmed his name into it.
Taking the phone out of the box she read the text.

"Baby, can you
get off work for a few days? I need to go to Mexico tomorrow night and would
love for you to come with me."

She was floored by the
text and stared at the words for a few seconds before she replied.
"I
don't know if I can do that, Sir, I only have two weeks left until the job
ends."
She hit send and stared at the phone, waiting for his reply.

After five minutes
passed without a reply from Rhett Leah decided to get ready for work, figuring
he wasn't going to respond. She had dressed, and was just pulling her hair up
into a ponytail when she heard the phone buzz again.

"I just wired
ten thousand dollars into your account, sweetheart, and one of my interns will
finish up your two weeks. I really want you to take this trip with me."

Leah's jaw dropped and
her mouth hung open as she read the text; she couldn't wrap her mind around how
overbearing he was being. Ten thousand dollars was almost as much as she had
earned all year. She didn't really want to go in to work, and the money would
certainly be handy, she admitted to herself, but the entire situation felt
wrong to her.

She didn't want his
money, she wanted to earn her own money; it was damned presumptuous of him to
just transfer money into her account so she would go away with him, she
thought. How did he even know her account number to transfer the money? She
wondered.

Not only that, but the
notion of him getting one of his interns to fill in for her seemed more than a
little wrong.

Pacing her bedroom Leah
resisted the urge to follow her first instinct; ring Rhett and tell him to go
to hell. In the real world people didn't go around giving other people ten
thousand dollars just to go away with them. Then she thought of Janie, and
realized that that was exactly what some people did.

The situation was
slightly different, in her case it was her father, but Janie still had someone
who paid for everything for her. That wasn't what Leah wanted for herself
though, she didn't want someone taking care of her, and certainly not in such a
high-handed manner, taking decisions out of her hands, or trying to.

In the end Leah chose
not to answer the text. Doing so was only likely to lead to either her being
annoyed, or Rhett being angry at her.

Leah felt as though her
brain was going to explode from all the thoughts buzzing around it, even doing
every job she could find or create around the school store didn’t help. Nothing
she did seemed to help, no matter how many times she drove one thought from her
mind, half a dozen more were waiting to take its place.

The phone Rhett had
given her had sounded several times during the day, but she'd ignored it. Now
her shift was over she knew she couldn't avoid him any longer. If she did the
chances were he would be in extreme Dom mode when she made it to the mansion,
if she went.

Taking the phone out
Leah spent a few moments thinking about what she was going to say, and then she
began typing.
"I'm not sure I feel comfortable with you putting money
into my account, and making decisions about my job, Sir."
She added
her name and then sent the text.

The reply came back a
couple of minutes later.
"I wouldn't normally mess with your work
schedule, sweetheart, but I can't stand the thought of being away from you for
two days, RH."

Well hell, what was she
supposed to say to that? Leah wondered; all her steam disappeared like a puff
of smoke at his sweet words. The thought of being without him for two days
wasn't a pleasant one, and after a moment she had decided on her reply.
"I
want to be with you too, but please, Sir, no more messing with my work."
Leah's hands trembled as she sent the text, not because she was afraid of how
he'd take her message, but because his words made her think they had a chance
at something more.

"See you at
nine, sweetheart, and you have my word, I won't mess with your career again,
RH."

Leah knew she wore a
goofy smile as she finished locking the shop up and then made for the car Rhett
had given her, but try though she did she couldn't get rid of it. He could be
reasonable about some things she thought as she headed home.

Her wardrobe was much
improved since meeting Rhett, Leah thought with a grin as she picked out one of
the dresses he had bought her the previous evening. She changed quickly and was
just putting the finishing touches on her makeup when Janie walked in.

Seeing her friend in an
expensive outfit, which she knew she hadn't owned previously, and putting on
makeup, Janie became angry. It was clear to her that Rhett hadn't broken things
off like she'd expected. "You're seeing him again, aren't you," she
accused, barely keeping her voice under control.

"Yes," Leah
answered, not understanding her friend's tone. "I'm just about to leave to
head over there."

"After what
happened the other night? After the way you were yesterday?"

"Yes. I'm going to
enjoy the rest of these ten nights, Janie, and after that, well, whatever
happens, happens," Leah told her, determined that for once in her life she
was going to live in the moment and do what she wanted to do, without endlessly
debating every angle of every decision with herself. A small corner of her mind
told her that she had been doing exactly that all day long, but she quickly
smothered it, not wanting to think any more.

"This is crazy,
Leah. Think about what a nervous wreck you were yesterday morning; you were in
tears because of Rhett and what he did to you. You can't handle this lifestyle,
not yet; he's pushing you into it too hard, and the longer you stay in the
harder it will be for you to get out.

"If you don’t get
out now you're going to get hurt, and much worse than what he did to you the
other night." Janie couldn't believe her friend still wanted anything to
do with Rhett after the state she had found her in the previous morning. She
was used to the lifestyle, and most likely could have handled what happened
with Rhett, but Leah, Janie mentally shook her head, she just wasn't ready for
all it.

While she was angry at
her friend for the decision she had clearly made, Janie was even angrier with
Rhett, whom she had thought was going to have the decency to end things after
their conversation.

"He won't hurt me,
he cares about me."

"Has he said
that?" Janie asked. "Has he actually said that he cares about
you?"

"He asked me to
move in with him," Leah said in answer, not bringing herself to add that
he wanted her as a slave.

"Whoa!" Janie
was so surprised she half expected to find herself on the floor; it was a few
moments before she could bring herself to speak again. Rhett asking Leah to
move in with him was definitely not the outcome she had expected following
their chat. "So he's willing to have a vanilla relationship?" she
asked, not quite believing it, to the best of her knowledge, Rhett had not had
a vanilla relationship since the moment he discovered the lifestyle of doms and
subs.

"Not
exactly," Leah admitted, her voice dropping almost to a whisper, as if she
didn't really want her friend to hear her.

Recognition dawned on
Janie and she dropped onto the bed, not liking where things were heading.
"He wants you to be a full time submissive." It wasn't a question,
and she knew the idea was worse than Rhett just stringing her along.

"His slave,"
Leah said, feeling less disgust than she had when the proposal had been put to
her.

"You know this is
a bad idea, right?" She doubted her friend really understood what that
type of lifestyle involved, especially with someone like Rhett. "He'll
destroy you, honey." She knew her friend better than anyone else, and had
seen the state she'd been left in just the day before. Rhett could be intense
in small doses; living with him would be like giving up her entire life, and
everything she had ever wanted from it. "You'll never have a job, never be
able to do anything except what he tells you, that's what he's offering, Leah.
Your life will be his to control."

"I haven't said
yes." Leah knew her friend meant well, and even agreed with her on most of
what she was saying, but the decision was hers to make.

"Damn it, Leah,
think about this, you'd belong to him, without any conditions. I know Rhett, he
wouldn't accept anything less." It wasn't her life, but someone needed to
save her best friend from herself, Janie thought angrily.

"I don't want to
talk about this right now, Janie; I'm going to be late." Leah didn't like
that her friend was touching on all her own concerns. "I'm going to Mexico
with Rhett tomorrow night; we'll be back in a few days. We can discuss this,
AFTER, I make my decision." Though it wasn't like her to do so, she didn't
give her friend a chance to speak again, she simply walked out of her dorm
room, headed downstairs to her car and drove away.

By the time she made it
to Rhett's Leah was in control of her anger. She loved Janie like a sister, but
it galled her that she thought she knew what was best for her. She hadn't said
yes, yet; she was still considering the offer and she didn't need her best
friend trying to force her into making a decision she might regret later.

When the butler
answered the door she followed him down to the dungeon without speaking. Her
mind was wholly focused on enjoying the time she would be sharing with Rhett;
if she decided not to take up his offer then it would all be over in a week and
she wanted to make the most of it.

Reaching the foot of
the stairs Leah came to an abrupt halt, gasping at the sight before her. The
dungeon had been transformed. Instead of the usual lighting, the room was lit
by a series of flaming red candles, set at regular intervals around the
dungeon. In the light from the candles she saw that all the furniture had been
draped with black silk coverings, hiding them from view, with the exception of
one table. The table was covered in what looked like white fur.

As she crossed the
dungeon to the changing room Leah looked around at the new look, wondering what
Rhett had in mind for their night together.

Hanging on the back of
the changing room door was a sheer white nightgown. It looked almost medieval,
Leah thought as she took it down to examine it.

She undressed quickly
and slid the gauzy material over her head. It had two straps to cover her
breasts, was snug at her small waist, and then fell to her ankles in soft
folds. It was almost completely see-through, but she loved it.

With the gown on she
decided her hair wasn't right and pulled it out of the ponytail, shaking it out
so it fell down her back in a long curtain.

She was a little
relieved not to be naked again as she re-entered the dungeon and knelt before
the cross, though she realized she was gradually becoming accustomed to
displaying her body. Since she had been given no indication of when Rhett might
arrive, Leah looked around to pass the time, noticing the rose petals scattered
at various places around the room. The Gothic looking scene made her smile, and
she wondered again what Rhett had planned.

It wasn't long before
she was given an idea of what was going on. After just a few minutes Rhett
walked down the stairs and into the dungeon; he was dressed in a black tuxedo, with
a red bowtie and when he smiled at her he revealed a pair of prominent fangs.