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Eloise stepped inside a tiny room, and before she had a chance to look around, the door behind her closed, locking her in.
“What—?”
“Please, wait here,” the woman said through the locked door. “Someone shall convey you back to the mansion soon. In the meantime, enjoy yourself. Try not to make a lot of noise. Although they do not object to having an audience, sometimes excessive cheers can ruin the mood.”
There were sounds of receding footsteps, and Eloise suspected that the woman had left.
Where in the world was she?
Eloise looked around. The room was tiny, only perhaps a few feet wide. There was a table at one side with a jug of water, a few strips of clean cloth, and a chair. It was dark, but a few holes let a bit of light in.
She peeked inside and noticed a room, a bedchamber. There was a bed, a settee, a couple of chairs, and a few candles burning on the walls and bedside table. The room was empty, thank god.
Eloise turned away, studying her little room. She tried to push at every inch of the wall, tried the door handle, but she seemed stuck there.
Then the door opened…
But not her door. Rather the door to the private chambers she could observe from her room.
Oh, Lord! Someone was there. And they didn’t know she was in the other room.
“Would you like your usual, my lord?” a woman asked.
“Yes, my dear,” the man replied.
Eloise turned away from the peepholes, squeezed her eyes shut, and covered them with her hands for good measure.
What should she do? Should she scream? Should she let them know she was there? Eloise remembered the wigged lady’s words.
Try not to make a lot of noise. Although they do not object to having an audience, sometimes excessive cheers can ruin the mood.
Verity had told her about rooms like this. These were observing chambers. A place where men actually paid to be watched. It was gruesome.
There was a muffled conversation, then the sounds of clothing being discarded. Eloise’s heart drummed in her ears.
Curiosity got the better of her, and Eloise slowly turned and peeked into the room. What she saw made her freeze in place, her eyes wide.
The woman, only wore her slippers and stockings, while the man was completely naked. The harlot had a rope in her hands, and she was tying the man up as he reached for her, trying to touch her. The woman spread his hands apart and rubbed her breasts down his chest. As she moved lower, Eloise’s gaze fell to the man’s genitals. He was very obviously aroused.
Eloise hastily turned away and leaned her back against the wall.
Her palms were perspiring, and her entire body tingled. Butterflies rioted in her belly, and a strange feeling of warmth traveled from her belly and settled even lower.
Then the people in the other room started moaning. Eloise shut her ears, but it didn’t help. She was caught in a strange place between disgust and arousal. Her nipples hardened and chafed against her bodice, and she clenched her thighs together.
The moaning got louder, and Eloise couldn’t help herself. She was curious to see what was going on. She took another peek.
The man was still tied to a wall, buck naked. The female was on her knees in front of the man, and she was sucking on his engorged appendage between his legs.
Eloise was frozen in place, unable to move or look away. The view of a woman taking the man’s shaft into her mouth, running her lips up and down his length, was forever engraved on her mind. Her face contorted in a grimace. It was disgusting.
Then her eyes fell to the man’s face. He looked as if he was in rapture.
Eloise unconsciously covered her breasts with her hands. She felt uncomfortable in her own skin. Her breathing was rapid, and she couldn’t take her eyes off the happenings in the other room.
The door opened, and Eloise turned around with a squeak.
The lady in a wig looked at the wall behind Eloise, and one side of her lips lifted in a smirk. “I can come back later if you are not quite ready to leave,” she said mockingly.
