Chapter 5- Intriguing

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EMMA'S POV

"Welcome to my red room." Jack says in a creepy but yet sexy voice as my eyes trace every inch of the terrifying looking room.

Whips, hand cuffs, dildos, vibrators, ropes, table to do who knows what on, and so on. I've only heard of these things when I eavesdrop on the sluts at the lunch table behind ours but never knew these things actually existed, let alone Jack owning them!

I nervously, speechlessly, walk around the room and observe trying to make sense of what Jack was doing with this stuff, or if he expected me to use this stuff with him. It all scared me really.

"Please say something." He says nervously as he follows closely behind me as I approach a fringe-looking whip and touch the soft leather in between my delicate fingers.

"What do you use these things for?"

"For pleasure."

"For your pleasure?" I snap back thinking that he couldn't be serious, because some of this stuff looks like pure torture.

"No, for the girl's pleasure too."

"And how is that? Being whipped seems like nothing fun or pleasurable!"

"Come here." He sighs and picks up the whip I was touching previously.

I stand there, uncomfortably and watch as the small piece of leather at the end of the stick brushes lightly against my bare arm and all the way to my hand, giving me chills. When he arrives at my hand, he picks it up and whips it on my hand. It shockingly didn't hurt at all. It was more of an exhilarating feeling than painful.

"So...?" He says putting the whip back on it's hook and sits on the chair beside me.

"So what?"

"Will you let me use this stuff on you if we're going to do this friends with benefits thing?"

I become quiet because I had no idea on how to respond. One moment Jack was my normal best friend then becomes more with FWB (friends with benefits) and now he wants me to basically be his sex slave when we do have sex?

"There you go, back to your silence that kills me." He chuckles but I knew he was seriously sweating my silence.

"I'm sorry." I sigh and think a little longer then let out a deep breath, not believing what I'm about say. "Fine..."

"What?! Are you serious?!" He says surprised.

"Well you have to give me a chance to get used to the smaller things first. Also, there will be rules!" I say sternly. I needed to stand my ground to make sure I stayed in control as much as I can in this whole situation.

"I agree. Let me hear em'."

"Well, I don't know yet. I'll get back to you tomorrow on that." I sigh as I get up from the chair and start walking out of the arousing room, I'll admit.

I was just simply curious at this point.

We exit the room and as we walk down the hallway together, I can't help but feel differently about Jack. I never thought of him as this type of person or anything like this, it worried me but I have to keep telling myself this will all be a positive experience as long as I set rules and make sure our friendship stays in tact. Jack would never hurt me...

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It was now around 2 am and Jack and I have been talking all night, trying to avoid the topic of what happened earlier tonight. Neither of us were tired, we just nervously rambled on throughout the whole night, while attempting to watch a movie.

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