Jenna didn't feel strange until she was done bathing, even after that she didn't feel something working inside her body. She left her room, a few steps in the hallway she felt it.
Lightheaded. Dizzy. And worse, or maybe best of all, aroused for no reason. Making a U-turn, Jenna decided to return to her room and call it a day. What she was feeling at the moment wasn't advisable to step outside with. She had walked back the same way she stepped out but still couldn't find her room.
"It was just here a while ago," Jenna muttered to herself, very certain about what she was saying. "I know I left my room here," she slurred.
Walking round and round again until she was exhausted, Jenna gave up and just followed wherever her feet guided her. And it led her back to the room that was only allowed for women. Luckily.
"Why is it so hot?" Jenna complained, scratching her neck.
The young maidens in the room gave her a strange look. In the entire estate, the room was known as the coolest and most days very chilly. It had a fountain and an open dome roof that kept it cool all day with a pool present.
"Lady, if you feel hot, you can take this," one of them handed Jenna a glass of water and she gobbled it in one go.
The young girl that had offered the water turned to the rest, "I don't think she's okay."
Jenna's eyes dilated, and she purred. She staggered to where she thought was the pool and jumped inside but only landed on the hard ground.
"Umm," Jenna groaned, "What's wrong with me?" she slurred.
One of the girls noticed how Jenna writhed her body, "I think she had ecstasy. What do you think?"
"But isn't that like forbidden except a maiden really requests for it to keep her customer entertained?" another chirped.
Soon all the girls around gathered to watch Jenna, writhing on the floor.
"What do you say? We take her to the other room?" one of them suggested.
A younger girl in their midst widened her eyes, "You mean where the men are?! But...isn't she supposed to consent?"
"What do you know?" the girl who had brought up the suggestion asked. "Ecstasy is forbidden but if she's taken it, then it means she asked for it. Let's fulfill her wish. It'll be fun to watch! I heard it can make you do it all day and not be tired. If we are afraid to take it, we can watch her and take notes. After all, she doesn't look pure."
A lot of other maidens started nodding to this idea even though it didn't sound very right. The excitement to watch someone under the influence filled them that they forgot what was right and wanted to do what was fun.
The young girl who didn't like the suggestion and had seen their madame welcome the woman earlier slipped out of the room in search of the older woman so she could report.
She ran as fast as her short limbs could carry her and was even more terrified to witness the master kill someone. She closed her eyes immediately, afraid that seeing the master's face would get her killed.
Currently, Rhane's eyes darkened when he heard this. He grabbed the knife and with heavy steps left the room. Rhane's thought was filled with thoughts of eviscerating anyone who even laid eyes on a flushed Jenna. He got to Jenna's room and found it empty, then he walked down the hallway still covered in blood.
Rhane pushed the door to the men's corner open and scanned but there was no sign of a short, black-haired beautiful woman in the crowd. Instead, he found a drunk Percy, singing at the top of his lungs with two women lying naked beside him.
The idiot was really having the time of his life while his beloved mistress was in danger. Rhane thought, so much for having hope that Percy would keep Jenna safe in the future.
Rhane had passed one room since it wasn't every time people used it, it was the hot spring room. In cool evenings like this, people enjoyed more the cooler rooms than this one, but something made him stop. He heard hushed whisperings like people were conniving something.
"Let's paint her face and tie her hair up," another girl suggested.
"The red dress isn't so revealing. Let's make her wear white and then soak her in water. She'll look even more attractive."
Jenna groaned, "Mmm...water..."
Rhane pushed the door open when he heard Jenna's voice and the girls shrieked at the sudden arrival of someone, sending them running in different directions out of the room. Rhane stood there, unsure of what to feel. Annoyed, frustrated, or just crash out and go killing brainless girls that worked for him.
Ruffling his silky hair with his fingers, Rhane let out a frustrated groan, which was the emotion he chose to go with.
Jenna had her hair tied all up, with few wet strands latched on her neck shimmering under the dim candlelight. And the dress she wore, a plain white dress that was soaked in water. The girls weren't able to pull it down completely as they were in haste, so it stopped a little above Jenna's thighs.
Rhane turned his head and cursed under his breath. When he turned to look at Jenna again, she was struggling to stand. He dropped the knife and wiped the blood on his face with the back of his hand. Then he walked over to her.
"Master," Rhane began, just in case she was still conscious. "What are you doing here, master?"
Jenna groaned, "Mm...I'm..." she couldn't make out words.
Rhane got to where she was, he sat on his heels first, then put his hands below her arms and with one lift pulled her out of the hot spring that had soaked her entire body.
"Let's take you to your room," Rhane suggested, removing his shirt. He used it to cover Jenna's body and then lifted her up to stay on his shoulder while his hand covered her lower back that was exposed.
As if an order had been given, the hallway that led to Jenna's room was empty down until Jenna's room. The only person waiting at the door was the old woman in charge of taking care of the girls.
"I'll take it from here," the woman suggested, but Rhane ignored her.
"I want to know who spiked her drink," he kicked the door open with his leg.
The woman nodded, "She will need a lot of water. Answering nature can help wake her up," she suggested before exiting the place.
Rhane closed the door. He carried Jenna to the couch and placed her carefully, then searched around the room for water.
"Rhane?"
Rhane spun around, "Master, are you okay now?" He walked towards where she was now standing, trying to keep his eyes anywhere but Jenna's chest.
"I feel funny," Jenna muttered, "But I like it..." she placed her hands behind her and smiled.
Rhane's jaw ticked. "This woman," he cursed under his breath. Her action wasn't helping at all. Moving her hands behind her now pushed her breast forward.
"Master, you need to sit and rest, so—"
Jenna groaned, "Stop telling me what to do, I know what to do!"
"No, you don't," Rhane muttered again, rubbing his forehead tiredly. When he spoke up, he gave her a faint smile.
"Please, you need to sit down right now," his voice edgy and rasp.
Jenna grinned, shaking her head. "Beg me properly."
Rhane almost crashed out at this. He wanted to tell her that it was for her own sake and she should be very careful how she plays with fire, but he inhaled.
"Master," Rhane took two steps close, then slowly got on his knees. He moved his large palm and settled it on Jenna's hips, his hold so warm and soft like it wasn't even on her body, but he grasped the satin dress she had on, then looked up so his hazel eyes trapped those brown ones of Jenna. His gaze softened and glistened under the night light. With a voice softer than the passing wind, Rhane asked:
"Please, I beg of you to sit for me. My lady."