As I made my way into the first bedroom, I had one thing on my mind and that was to find the first willing handsome guy and fuck him, while fucking Luc right out of my system. As I entered the first room, I noticed that things had been set up a little differently tonight. There was a blue fluorescent light that made my skin glow blue. Along with the addictive R&B beat in the background, my blood was burning hot watching the seductive positions taking place in the room. Off to the left a man had pressed a woman against the wall, while her legs wrapped around his waist. He was pumping into her hard, rubbing her back against the wall. On the large bed was another couple. The woman’s long blonde hair splayed across the bed as she lay on her back spread eagle. In between her legs was a muscular man with dark hair. On the other side of the room were two men and two women carrying on conversation while drinking champagne. I didn’t know if they were couples or just mingling. As I was getting ready to turn out of the room, one of the men turned his head and called out to me, “Hey, come on over.”

I stopped mid-stride and walked over to the group, who checked me out with appraising gazes as I made my way over to them. “Hey, I’m Tyler.” The man that had invited me over extended his hand. “This is Trish and Tina and that’s Denver.”

“Hi, I’m Piper,” I said, extending my hand. I had never lied about my name before but after what happened with Scott Wellington yesterday, I knew I had to be careful, especially since Bryce was not hiding the fact I was his daughter. I didn’t want to do anything to disgrace him. The group was talking about favorite sexual positions and I joined right in offering my own preferences. I noticed from the corner of my eye that Tyler had a hard time keeping his eyes from roaming my body. I didn’t mind the attention. He was tall and slender with wide shoulders. His hair was light brown and ruffled and his eyes were a beautiful hazel that meshed well with his mocha colored skin. Had Luc not seeped into every aspect of my being, I would have been more than excited to enjoy him.

“Would you like to try some of those positions?” Tyler leaned into my ear whispering.

I looked around the room; I was searching for Luc. Who was I kidding? “Yeah, sure,” I replied.

Suddenly Luc walked into the room holding the redhead's hand. He was making contact with her. He was touching her and not freaking out. She wrapped her arms around his neck and he lowered her onto the side of the bed pressing his firm body into her.

“Come.” I took Tyler by the hand and quickly wrapped my arms around his neck then I gave him a hot kiss that I knew surprised him when his eyes widened round. He wasn’t taken too aback though because his hands quickly wrapped around my waist while his tongue swirled with mine. I opened my eyes slightly to see the redhead clawing at Luc’s back. That caused my blood to boil. I pushed Tyler back and as the back of his knees connected with the bed he fell back on the bed and I fell on top of him. Both of us began to laugh and that caught Luc’s attention as he opened his eyes and watched as Tyler took my behind in a firm grasp, pushing me into his very erect cock. This didn’t faze Luc though or at least he didn’t show it. I knew that he was trained to put up a wall and so I wasn’t convinced. As I ran my hands up Tyler’s back, Tyler dipped his fingers between my legs and dammit I was wet. I didn’t even understand how. I was raging anger and lust balled up into one hot mess.

Suddenly the redhead began to moan loudly and it sounded like Luc might be fucking her. The thought drove me crazy, now I felt more than enraged. I felt like I could rip her eyes out. I couldn’t even focus on Tyler anymore. I knew I was still drunk but this was bullshit. I began to shove Tyler in the chest so he would get off of me. “Hey, is everything okay?” he asked, creasing his forehead. I didn’t blame him for the misunderstanding. One moment I had been a willing participant and the next I was shoving him off me like a crazed woman.

“I’m fine, I’m sorry I need to go,” I said, lifting off the bed and rushing out of the bedroom. Damn Luc if he was having sex with that woman. I was seething jealousy but more than that, I felt hurt. I cared for Luc. I wanted his attention to only be on me. As the thoughts of how much I cared for him bombarded my mind. I realized that I did this. I pushed him away even though he was kind, open, and caring. I pushed him into this. He hadn’t slept with a woman for two years and now he was going to fuck some slutty redhead. Tears began to swell in my eyes as I ran out of the room and into the main hallway on the second floor. I felt as if I could barely catch my breath. I wondered if I had pushed Luc far enough that any chance we had would now be over.

“I thought I would find you here,” a low deep smarmy voice said from behind me. I picked up my head and turned around feeling like the earth was dropping out from under me. He was here and I was in trouble. He slowly made his way over to me. “You look a little flustered, Vicky. Everything okay?” he asked, but there was no conviction behind the question, he didn’t care. I couldn’t respond. The fear was quickly sobering me up but I knew I had to think quickly.

“So you got that boyfriend of yours to destroy my tapes? Well, don’t worry, sweetheart, I have back up…that is unless….” he drifted off.

“What Scott? What do you want from me?” I asked, trying to keep my frantic feelings at bay and put up a strong front.

“You know what I want, Vicky…we could be so good together… I would love to bring you to bed again. I heard there are some fun toys in room three…how about we go check it out…” he said, taking my arm into a tight grip.

“Why me Scott?” I ask persistently, hoping to buy time.

“Because I like to break people, Vicky, and you remind me of sweet retribution…that is what the BDSM world is about. Breaking you and making you feel pain. And you, Jenny, break like I’ve never seen before. Your willingness to let me beat you until you were bleeding, the way you threw up on my bed, Jenny, you don’t know what it did to me,” he responded and I was completely baffled how he went from calling me Vicky to calling me Jenny. Who the hell was Jenny and what had she done to this man to make him want to hurt women this way? This place was crawling with people. I could scream for help and they would all come running to my assistance but how would that stop this scumbag from selling the sex video? Or even worse, he could show it to Bryce.

A moment later, Luc came barreling out of the room and the redhead followed him out, only she looked irritated as she made her way down the long staircase not even saying good-bye to him. Luc hadn’t seen me standing off to the side and he stood and watched as the redhead walked away from him without a good-bye or thank you. I wondered if he went through with fucking her. The thought sent bile into my throat.

Luc’s eyes roamed up and down the hallway… was he looking for me? Would he notice Scott taking me, in time?

With my arm firmly in Scott’s grasp, he guided me into the last bedroom. I was unable to turn around and see if Luc noticed him taking me, or if he was still watching the damn redhead descend the staircase. Scott guided me into the third room. It had red lighting and people using floggers and some other toys. I guess this was a lighter version of his red room.

“To the bed,” he ordered, releasing my arm. I walked over to the bed as my heart sped rapidly in my chest. There were two other couples in the room. Clearly he couldn’t beat the shit out of me with them here. One of the couples was a woman dominant ordering a man around and the other was a man ordering a woman to bark at his feet.

“Lie back, Jenny, now,” Scott ordered, pulling me from my daze. He had clearly lost it. Maybe he was having some illusion that I was somebody else; somebody that he wanted to rip apart and maim. Visions of being bound in shackles while he beat me plagued my mind and I tried to focus on the present. He walked over to a side table and picked up a pair of handcuffs and a condom. I felt sweat breaking out on my skin. It was too hot in here; I couldn’t breath. I wanted to run and hide but I knew I couldn’t. I remembered his face contorting to something evil as he fucked my ass. I remembered how hard it was to go to the washroom for weeks, how scary a life necessity became for me.