Priscilla enlists Jason

"I think you'll like these old ruins, Lord Worthington." Priscilla began at once to charm Jason as they rode, and Charlotte was pleased enough that she was not the target of Miss Dunning's viciousness. Unfortunately, Mr. Worthington was all to willing to follow the golden-haired charmer's lead, and Charlotte knew how badly that could end up. Mr. Worthington might look very much like a Knight in Shining Armour as he rode his great black hunter behind Charlotte's gelding, but she had grave reservations about his willingness to defend her honour. It was a sad thing to have to admit about the man courting you, but she had a much better sense now of how weak a man Jason Worthington really was.

"I'm sure I will, Miss Dunning, with such lovely company." Jason's laugh reminded Charlotte of a spoiled schoolboy, but Priscilla laughed happily along with the young man looking oh so very pleased with herself.

"Jason." Charlotte tried to win Mr. Worthington to her side. "Maybe this isn't such a good idea." But before she could explain why Priscilla interceded as she smiled coyly at Jason.

"Hush Kitten." She silenced Charlotte with a sharp look and then turned her attention to the man riding with them. "I think I can guarantee you'll like this even more than you are expecting." Priscilla reached out and touched Jason on his arm as he rode, capturing his attention with one simple touch. "I am so pleased you are here to protect Charlotte and I, all sorts of terrible things might happen to two unaccompanied maidens like us in these frightful forests."

Jason, the pompous fool, smiled at Priscilla at his most charming and rested his hand on the holster that was strapped to the saddle drawing attention to the silver pommel of flintlock pistol. "I promise you, that no harm will come to you." Priscilla giggled coyly at Jason, clearly pleased by his willingness to please and Charlotte recalled how Priscilla had boasted of pleasuring him with her mouth, what else had this done together.

"I'm sure I will be safe enough Mr. Worthington." She pulled up her Arabian mare in a small grassy glade bringing the party to a halt, "but I believe Kitty here might find herself in a frightful predicament before the day is over." Jason obediently stopped his hunter as Priscilla dismounted and motioned for Charlotte to join her in the small clearing. To Charlotte's dismay, once she was standing by Miss Dunning Priscilla circled behind her, running her hands seductively up Charlotte's hips and along the sides of her breasts. Jason's eyes bulged out in wonder at the sensual nature of the caress and the songstress's tone was sweet as syrup as she invited the confused Mr. Worthington to join her. "Would you like to play with my little toy?"

"No." Pleaded Charlotte softly as she tried to stop the situation from getting out of hand, but Mr. Worthington slapped his hand on his thigh in delight startling his great hunter into dancing prance.

"It seems that Charlotte needs the kind of attention that only a man might give her. I hoped you'd want to take part, Mr. Worthington." Priscilla explained as Mr. Worthington skillfully reigned back his mount. "Are you familiar with Lady Marlton's peculiar tastes?" Charlotte blushed fiercely as Priscilla cocked her head to the side studying her hostess with her clear blue eyes - even that subtle tilt of her head accompanied by the tumble of golden curls was charming - how could Jason stand up to this wicked seductress?

"Miss Charlotte here," Priscilla told Jason with an easy confidence, "expressed to me her desire to be tied up, naked and helpless as a man took unspeakable liberties with her. Perhaps like a Saxon princess claimed by the Norman Lord who has conquered her lands and people." Charlotte wished she could disappear like a fairy of her childhood legends. "Would you like to play the part of the conqueror taking his prize, Lord Worthington?"

As embarrassing as it was to have her secret revealed, Charlotte was amazed that Priscilla had deduced her darkest fantasies so easily. She also noticed with some alarm that Priscilla had made no mention of preserving her maidenhead, but she was powerless to protest. Jason was clearly enthralled by Priscilla's wicked plan and jumped from his horse to join them.

"What if this Norman knight captured two Saxon maidens to tame with his great sexual appetites." The hunger in Mr. Worthington's glinting eyes was unmistakable, and Charlotte wondered yet again how she could have missed this dark side of her suitor as he courted her for the past year.

"Oh no, Lord Worthington you naughty boy." Even in her panic, Charlotte noted how Priscilla was careful to retain control over Jason. "You can play with Kitty here, but only if you do exactly what I say." Once again Charlotte found it impossible to resist as Miss Dunning took Jason's hand and gently placed on the swell of her breast that her green dress left exposed, and Jason did not seem to mind at all as his fingers stroked her soft flesh for the first time.

"So," Priscilla teased Jason, "Would you be willing to play along with our little game?" Charlotte's only hope now lay in Mr. Worthington's noble character, and sadly she had trouble believing that a man like him could resist what was being offered.