Even after hearing the young woman, Jenna still needed time to think alone. So she didn't argue anymore, instead she walked inside the bathroom, slipping into the tub filled with warm water. Jenna removed her shirt.
Before morning, Kali or whatever she said her name was. Jenna had the previous night to think about. What exactly happened to her? It was faint but she could remember herself with a man.
The memory of what happened was there, the soft whisperings, the kissing and even the place Jenna had felt his fingers slip into. She could remember it clearly because she enjoyed it. And the sound of her own moan still rang at the back of her mind. What Jenna for some reason couldn't remember was the face!
Had she let a random man touch her? Was that how starved she was?
"Oh Gerald, I curse you," Jenna groaned, if only her former husband had treated her right. She wouldn't be in the arms of a random man.
And that was a problem. Jenna wasn't a loose woman. She had never slept with any man after she left her husband, not because she didn't have feelings but that part of her died after the experience from her failed marriage.
And recently it came alive again. The urge to feel like a woman, the arousal, and it was all because of Rhane.
Jenna rubbed her temples tiredly, her body only got aroused around a man she was interested in. So far, the only man she's been looking at has been Rhane, though it wasn't something she was proud of.
"Who was the man from last night?" Jenna asked herself, letting her body soak in the bath. "I left my room... then met the girls... then after that I..."
Jenna groaned, her fingers ruffling her hair. It was frustrating that her body had enjoyed a man's touch the previous night, but her mind couldn't remember who it was.
"Wait, did I?" Jenna sat up, touching her chest, "Did I—" she gasped. Horror filled her small chubby face. The thought of forcing herself on Rhane made her want to dig a ground and bury herself in it. But on second thought, Jenna thought about it. She didn't see Rhane the whole night. And the man that had spoken to her had a voice close to a growl. So deep yet rough, like he was rumbling.
Rhane was timid, kind, and soft when it came to her. The man from the other night... was almost an animal. A wild beast. Jenna parted her thighs, the redness that had turned to a mark sat between her thighs, almost close to her core. And the palm imprint around her calf and breast and the bite marks.
Whoever it was Jenna had met the previous night wasn't soft at all. He was rough and didn't know the word easy. Jenna bit her lips, it wasn't Rhane. She concluded.
"That's a relief," Jenna exhaled. She would have buried herself if it was Rhane. Not that a stranger was any better but... Rhane had been on her mind. A man she imagined so many times doing sinful things with, despite the trust he has in her as his master. She forces herself on him and still doesn't have a memory of it? That would be disastrous even for her.
Now if it wasn't Rhane, who else could make Jenna aroused and enjoy such things when it was just their first time meeting?
"Jenna, think... think..." Jenna scolded herself. "When you woke up what was the first thing you saw... think... Jenna. He must have left something- wait, what if it wasn't something... he left someone!"
Jenna jumped up, splashing water all around the room. She clapped her hands at the realization of who she might have met the previous night.
"The Scourge! That is why he left me with a duenna." Jenna snapped her fingers, "Wait... right? Nobody knows the Scourge's face and... last night the man kept saying something about eat and hunt... right? Same thing the young lady said." Jenna paced inside the tub, her legs trembling due to the slippery nature, but she held her balance.
"Why would the owner of this place, a dangerous man, touch me... and send a guardian the next morning... is he trying to make me his sex worker?" Jenna bit her lips, wiping water away from her face so she could see clearly. Jenna had her mind running through a lot of things at the same time.
Her husband was owing the owner of this place, his stepbrother. And her first night she gets drunk and makes out with a man she's never met but sounds dangerous. Suddenly the next morning, a strange woman was there talking about staying in her space. Stranger things happening since her arrival and Jenna didn't believe in coincidence.
"It has to be connected, come on Jenna, think!" Jenna stepped out of the bath and wrapped her body with a towel. She was going to storm out of the room and find the Scourge herself, no more sneaky business!
Jenna was almost at the door when she had a second thought. If she had moaned and enjoyed the pleasure, how was she to face the Scourge then?
"This is crazy," Jenna rubbed her face. The more she thought of it, the more embarrassing it was. She was taking pleasure from a man her husband owed, a man that's her husband's stepbrother.
"What if I'm wrong?" Jenna asked herself, trying to think, but a headache kept rising each time she tried.
Rubbing her fingers on her lips, Jenna had another thought. If she had actually gotten aroused by another man, be it the Scourge or someone else then it might help her. Since she wanted to get rid of this sudden feeling she had for Rhane. If she could try it one more time, this time with clearer eyes, and it works—
Then it won't be that Rhane was special. It would only be that she had been starved for so long.
"Yes," Jenna nodded, "I'll start with the Scourge first," she muttered. If she was really attracted to Rhane or if the Scourge wasn't the man from the previous night, either way, Jenna was still going to find out. Tying up her body with a towel, Jenna pushed the door and walked back inside the room without looking around. She found the young woman staring at something.
"Excuse me... duenna or whatever, I want a meeting with your master. I know I owe him and he doesn't like that... I also know that this place is weird. So I've come up with something..." Jenna began with her face tipped, "An offer he can't deny," she grinned.
The young woman narrowed her eyes, moving her gaze away from what she was staring at and settling it on Jenna's face. "And which is?"
"A night with him..." Jenna replied boldly.
The young woman scoffed, raising her brows, "Quite something to say in front of your servant."
"What—" Jenna turned around to look at who the woman had been staring at, and she saw Rhane, who happened to have been standing there all along.
Rhane's gaze drifted lazily away from Jenna's face as he bowed languidly. "Master."