Wearing a ruby ball gown made entirely of silk. It has a very low back exposing her lower back. Scarlet gazes at the candle stick, picks it up and strides over to the door closing it in one
swift motion. She heads toward the couch then retraces her steps, locking the door with a smirk. Scarlet walks over to a couch and sits down. Blowing out the candle. She lifts the hem of her dress up
slowly dripping wax along her leg as she goes. Gasping as the wax hits more tender parts of her thigh. The candle's wax has run out and she runs the cold metallic surface on her cheek and across her
lips. Moving her underwear off of her hips and throwing them into the bookcase. Scarlet lets the candlesticks cool, smooth surface caress parts of her body that are showing. Moving down, ever downward.
She reaches the spot where she is wetly, eagerly waiting. Miss. Scarlet rubs the candlestick's cold shaft along her eager pussy, shivering now and again. Teasing herself. Slowly she pushes it deep inside
herself biting her lip to keep from crying out. Making a rhythm of it, Scarlet moves the candlestick in and out of her moaning now, while clutching the cushions. Moving her hand faster she heightens the
sensation and orgasms loudly. The door knob jiggles, but remains locked. Reassured, Scarlet continues her selfloving. She twirls the candlestick reaching parts of herself that no one has touched before.
Quickly she turns and muffles her moans in the couch cushion. Suddenly the book case opens soundlessly, and Professor Plum walks into the room. Scarlet is still preoccupied with her pleasure, both eyes
remaining closed. Plum picks up her underwear from the top of a book called animal tendencies, smirking. Scarlet's eyes open and she gasps, obviously caught in the act. Professor Plum lifts her panties to
his nose and takes a sniff. His eyes flutter shut as he groans deep in his throat. Scarlet blushes and starts to move her dress back down. "I believe these are yours" he says and Scarlet has to look away in
shame. Plum approaches her and gently makes her look at him. "Hey, who am I to judge" says Plum. "I use a lead pipe."