Seducing Sarah (12 page)

“Well, I already told you I’m not interested in your class. If one man can’t get it right why would I want to suffer at the hands of two?” She coughed, embarrassed when Melanie turned to stare at her, too. That last part was probably something she should have kept to herself since she doubted anyone else shared her opinion. Ménage was one of those things better left in the fantasy world, in her opinion.

It was bad enough trying to figure out what to do for one guy let alone a pair.

He outright grinned at that. Then he turned and yelled over his shoulder. “Carter! I found one.”

She jumped at his shout. “What are you doing?”

The other man approached. He was just as handsome as Gabriel but in a refined way with slightly lighter hair and a slimmer build. Damn. The thought of being sandwiched between these two was almost enough to make her reconsider her stance on ménage. Almost. After all, she knew better than most that just because a man was good-looking didn’t mean he was worth much for anything else.

“Well, who’s this?” He lifted Sarah’s hand and brushed a kiss over the back of it. Despite the fact that the move was obviously well-practiced, it still had the desired effect. She instantly relaxed.

“I have no idea but she’s exactly what we need.” Gabe grinned at her and she shivered at the blatantly erotic look in his eyes.

She squared her shoulders and addressed Carter. “I’m Sarah and this is Melanie. And your friend is delusional because I already told him I have zero interest in your class.”

Carter nodded at Melanie who was standing in the same spot watching them all with wide eyes. “No interest, huh? Gabe does love a challenge. Where’s your handler?”

Gabe elbowed him. “She says she doesn’t have one.”

Carter crossed his arms. “Huh? Well, that clinches it then. You’re definitely coming with us. We can’t have rogue students wandering the halls. Unless you’d rather we call Madame X and get to the bottom of this?”

“What? No, don’t do that.” If they called Madame X, then her freedom was over. She wasn’t quite ready to see Master Q yet after her embarrassing display of temper. It wouldn’t have been so bad if so many people hadn’t witnessed it. Plus, she was already in major trouble so she might as well see as much as she could before he found her. He’d probably put her in the Detention hall permanently after this.

She shivered as memories of the detention hall the prior day flashed through her mind. A boy strapped to a chair while a line of eager girls sucked his cock. He’d been teased to the point of climax so many times he’d been reduced to pleading like a baby before they’d finally let him come. All while he was being watched by an audience.

Master Q probably wouldn’t even let her come, she’d just be strapped to a chair on display and on the edge until he got tired of the game. Not to mention that she was enjoying this little cat and mouse game.

“Okay, I’ll come with you.” Sarah gaped as they each took one of her arms and steered her toward the door. “Wait! What about Melanie?”

Carter let go of her arm and doubled back. “Good point. Your friend should come, too.”

Melanie opened and closed her mouth a few times but no sound came out. Carter gently led her over to stand next to Sarah.

“Oh my god, I can’t believe this is really happening.” Melanie squeaked.

Sarah glanced over her shoulder. The guys were now pulling girls out of the crowd and lining them up behind them. “Sorry, I should have asked if you actually wanted to come. You seemed into it earlier but you don’t have to if you don’t want to.”

Melanie gripped her arm and jumped up and down. “Are you kidding? You got us in! With all those girls to choose from I figured I didn’t stand a chance but you got us in!”

Sarah rolled her eyes. “Glad you’re excited about it. I just hope I don’t end up regretting this. I’m already in so much trouble.”

“Why? What did you do?” Melanie was looking around absently, probably hoping to catch another glimpse of the dirty duo.

“Oh not much. I just stormed out of class, ditched my handler and now I’ve infiltrated a class that I definitely didn’t sign up for. Master Q is going to go crazy when he finds me.”

Melanie choked. “Master Q? Your handler is Master Q? Oh my god.”

“What? You know who he is?” Sarah sighed. She wasn’t sure she wanted to know why he was so famous here. Just like she didn’t want to know anything about his obvious history with Mistress Rain.

“Um, yeah.” Her tone made it obvious that that was an understatement. “He’s one of the founding teachers of the school and he invented most of the punishments that the school uses.”

Sarah gulped. “I guess I better have fun before he finds me then.”

CHAPTER X

JACKSON STALKED DOWN THE hall, ignoring the speculative glances he received as he neared his destination. He was one of the only people in the school who ever approached this door so it was natural for people to be curious. He knew they all assumed he was servicing the Madame in more ways than one.

They were right so he really didn’t give a fuck.

“Madame? Madame, are you here?” He pushed the door to her office open after only the briefest knock. There was really no scenario he hadn’t seen her in so it was merely a courtesy. He’d interrupted her in the middle of everything from touching her pussy at her desk to sucking another man’s cock. Nothing would surprise him at this point.

“I’m in the back, Jackson.” Her voice floated from the open door leading to her private quarters. He turned and closed her office door behind him, making sure to lock it as well. If she was doing what he thought she was, they didn’t need any interruptions.

As soon as he crossed the threshold of her room he smelled the soft lavender fragrance she favored in her bathwater. “Were you expecting someone, Madame? I’d hate to interrupt.” It killed him to speak so casually but it was necessary. If she ever knew how deep his feelings were he’d be on the front doorstep holding a severance check before he could blink. Madame X did many things well but relationships weren’t one of them.

“I am expecting someone. He just arrived. Although, you’re a little early.” Sitting on the bed with her dark curls tumbling over her shoulders, she was a vision. Sensuality and elegance incarnate. When she turned and looked at him, he realized she was completely nude.

He sucked in a hard breath as his cock instantly filled, amazed at how quickly he responded to her. It was foolish to have feelings for her but his dick had a mind of its own in this regard. What was supposed to be a temporary gig as a bodyguard five years ago had turned into a permanent, live-in position because he just couldn’t bear to leave. It was hard to believe it had been that long but he could never forget the date because he’d met her on his thirtieth birthday.

Five years ago to the day.

“Actually, I came because one of our students is missing. Sarah Caldwell.”

She grinned and shook her head. “Are you really surprised? We knew that one would be trouble. Master Q has finally met his match.” She walked over to him, her hips swaying slightly with her graceful movements. When she stopped directly in front of him, the tips of her breasts brushed against the front of his shirt. He clenched his hands into fists to keep from grabbing her.

“How do you want to handle it?” He asked. “Should I organize a search party or something…” He trailed off with a groan when her hands snaked down to grip his cock through the front of his slacks.

“I think we can trust Master Q to handle this situation. We have business of a different sort to attend to.” She dropped to her knees and pulled his zipper down with her teeth.

He cursed himself for his lack of willpower as she pulled his cock out and sucked the tip. After licking around the head, she took his length all the way to the back of her throat.

“Madame, you seem particularly enthusiastic today.” His head fell back as he absorbed the full impact of her on her knees before him.

She enjoyed being the dominant one most of the time and had a large collection of restraints she liked to use on him. It was a rare pleasure to see her on her knees servicing him, so he relished the image of her pulling his cock through her lips like it was a lollipop. She tongued the tiny hole at the tip a few times, the sensation so intense he lost his breath.

“Well, there were several things I could have given you for your birthday but only one thing I knew you didn’t already have.” She relinquished her hold on his cock and stood. She walked over to the nightstand next to her bed and pulled open the top drawer. When she turned around she held a gleaming pair of handcuffs and a wooden paddle.

“I know you’ve been holding out on me, Jackson. You play the submissive because you know I enjoy it so much. But one switch recognizes another. So, tonight we’re changing places.”

She turned and put both of her hands behind her back. “Have your way with me, sir.” Her eyes were soft, almost vulnerable as she whispered it. “Have me every way possible.”

MUSIC, SOFT AND LOW, thrummed from the speakers in the corner. As soothing as it was, it couldn’t calm Sarah’s nerves. She watched in fascination as the two men she was starting to think of as “The Dirty Darcys” demonstrated ménage foreplay.

“Ladies, watch carefully. Melanie here won’t be in any pain unless we want her to be.” Carter held Melanie gently, caressing her hair as she panted uncontrollably. They’d spent the first ten minutes watching a recorded lecture about the importance of safety and communication between partners. She’d been shocked at how seriously they took the subject. They emphasized the importance of all the partners in a ménage scenario doing it for the right reasons so that everyone was satisfied at the end. It was easy to see why their seminar was so popular. Most of the girls in the class already wore dreamy expressions like they were halfway in love with the instructors already.

“Partners in any scene should want to please each other.” Carter smoothed a hand down Melanie’s skin until he reached her breasts. He pinched her nipple and she whimpered. “But when you’re with two partners, it can be overwhelming to know how to please them both.”

Gabe moved closer then and skimmed his hands over Melanie’s thighs. She jumped at the touch but calmed when he didn’t touch her anywhere else, just kept up his soothing caress on her legs. “For the first week, we’ll be focusing on the two men and one woman ménage scenario simply because they require a little more finesse. For example, Melanie here would need preparation and a lot of foreplay to take the both of us at once. Guys are a little easier.”

A soft titter of laughter went through the group. “Or a little harder,” someone said. There was another rush of laughter. Carter grinned, obviously comfortable in front of the group. Gabe just grunted his approval.

“First things first, we want her comfortable. Skills learned in Erotic Massage come in very handy here. Observe how Gabe’s touching her.”

There was a collective intake of breath as they all gathered closer, some standing on tiptoe to watch as Gabe ran his hands over Melanie’s legs, skimming up to the top of her thighs with each pass.

Sarah was amazed at how comfortable Melanie seemed. There wasn’t a trace of shyness in the other girl’s body apparently. She was completely absorbed in the sensations as she leaned back into Carter’s arms, her head resting on his shoulder as he supported her weight. They were on a raised dais so it was easy to watch them but with the lights in the room dimmed, it was like they were in their own little world. It was shamelessly intimate, like spying on someone in their bedroom.