“Right, it’s not a big deal, Abraham. What the fuck was I thinking?” I can feel the rage that is roaring around in my head at his dismissal. “I think I will go to a club and get tied up by a random guy and let him see me in nearly no clothing maybe even let him fuck me. That wouldn’t bother you at all, right? Why should it bother me if you do it?”
“Little One, you are mine, don’t even think about doing that, EVER” he growls out striding toward me while grabbing at my arms. “If you go anywhere near a BDSM club you will do so with me and me alone. I do not share what is mine easily and will never do so if I am not around to see. Especially if it involves watching your beautiful face when you come at my command. ” He lightly strokes my wrist as he continues “I was only at the Dungeon because Blaze asked me to do a nine week demo series on different forms of bondage. I had wished it was you that I was working with, but I had to use a club sub instead.”
“Well if Blaze asked you I guess its fucking okay then. Did you fuck her?”
“Little One, that’s ten and if you keep it up it is going to be a hell of a lot worse on you.” As he settles himself back on the couch placing the soda and crackers on a side table he motions to his lap. “Settle yourself over my lap and count them out. NOW!”
Gritting my teeth the whole time I took my time, I leisurely lie out over his lap. After the ten he continues rubbing my reddened ass and slowly turns me over in his lap. “I told you, Pearl, I would be yours and only yours and that you would be mine and only mine. I have not strayed from that. I really did hope that it was you I would be able to scene with, but it didn’t work out that way this time. I ended up only doing about an hour of work on her. I did some different rope patterns and suspensions and was going to flog her to finish the session, but Blaze took over for me and sated Layla’s need.”
I couldn’t stop the outburst that comes next. “Layla? Are you fucking kidding me? That little piece of shit is the reason we fought not even a month ago. You think it was a good idea to scene with the little bitch that is trying to get me the fuck outta the picture so she can get into your bed? What the fuck is wrong with you, Tank? You use your dick over your brain in this?” I struggle to get out of Abraham’s grasp and try to sit up with no luck.
Without another word he flips me back over and lands ten on my tender ass and thighs. “DO NOT EVER TAKE THAT TONE WITH ME AGAIN, LITTLE ONE! DO YOU UNDERSTAND? And you know what you should be addressing me as when your ass is laid out to me on a silver platter so that I can punish it.” As he lands five more he rubs my ass and his fingers slip into my wet folds rubbing harshly. The moan that escapes could not have been helped. “Always so wet for me, Little One. You really do enjoy your punishment, don’t you?” As he continues his assault on my pussy he peppers my ass with the last five smacks. He continues to gently rub my ass and pussy for a few minutes not bringing me anywhere near the orgasm I so greatly seek.
“Now sit up and eat these, drink some of the soda, and go back to bed so you can pick up the girls. I gotta get back to Chicago; work calls. I will see you Saturday morning; make sure that you think about the way you talked to me and your constant questioning of my intentions, especially with Layla. I will not lie or cheat on you, and you need to understand that. I will call you tonight to make sure that you are still feeling better and that the girls are still doing well.”
He leans down and tenderly kisses me on the check. “I’ll miss you, Little One. And I will think about you as I take myself in my hand and stroke myself off for the next two nights. You, however, will not come until you have made me believe that you are not still questioning me at every turn. Is that understood, Little One?”
“Sir,” comes out on a whisper before my eyes hit the floor and I finish, “Yes, Sir, I understand. Thanks for the discipline and showing me the error in my behavior.”
As he walks out of the house I feel more rundown than I have during this whole week with the flu in the house. I hope that I can reflect of my thoughts and feelings to hopefully come up with an explanation of why I am always so easily brought to questioning this man who has given me nothing but honesty, loyalty, care, and hope for the future.
Chapter 20- Abraham
I stop by a couple of the MC bars on my way back into Chicago on Thursday afternoon. We still have no information on why the Knight’s were anywhere near our clubhouse. I put fucking feelers out there with everyone, and we have gotten nothing out of them. Blaze wants us to set a meet with the Knight’s Prez, Clutch, to figure out what the fuck is going on.
Getting back to my house around 6pm I head in quick to shower before I head over to the clubhouse. I call Pearl as I am getting out of the shower to see how she is doing.
“I’m much better, Abraham. The flu is gone and I’m heading into work tomorrow. Now my ass umm… butt hurts for some reason.” I hear her girls giggling in the background as she continues, “How was your day?”
“Good, the drive back was good, and now I am on my way to the clubhouse to talk to Blaze. Are you still planning on coming down on Saturday and staying over with the girls?”
“Oh yeah, I plan on coming on Saturday, and even Sunday Sir, hopefully more than once,” she coughs out.
“Oh, Little One. I will be the one to decide that. Be a good girl and keep your hands off my pussy until I tell you different. We will discuss your predicament after the girls go to sleep on Saturday after a fun-filled day. Make sure you are thinking about what we talked about earlier today as well. See you soon.”
“OK, OK. See you Saturday, Abraham.” With that the phone is disconnected, and I am am left wanting her. Back in the shower, I go to rub one out for the second time today. This relationship and monogamy shit is a lot more work than my previous existence of just being able to get my dick wet when it needs to.
Pulling up I see a few of the brothers outside so I head over by them. Gun, Trip, Blaze, and two newer prospects are looking toward the cameras that are mounted on the outside of the clubhouse.
“What’s going on, brothers?” I say stopping in front of them.
“This camera was taken out this morning. I’m not sure when it happened, but we just came out and noticed it,” Prez says, shaking his head in disbelief. “Can you get the feeds, Tank, so we can see if we can pick out who might have done this? Or if we can see whoever was around before it happened?”
“Yeah, Blaze, I will do it right now. Do you want us to set a meet with Clutch as well?”
“Wait until after we get a chance to look at the footage in case there is a rat in our fucking midst. After that though yeah probably for tomorrow or Saturday night. We could always head out to their club outside of town. Clutch is usually always there on the weekend and there are enough citizens around that they would not dare to set an ambush or pull their weapons without talking with us first.”
“I can get a hold of their VP, Polack, and set a meet. He and I have a little history and I should be able to touch base with him.” Gun throws into the mix continuing with. “He and I got into it after he took my little sister out on a few dates a couple years back. It came to blows a time or two before we finally worked it all out.”
I couldn’t help the smile that crossed my lips knowing I was going to egg him on already knowing how this story ends. “What happened between you and Polack again? And how did it end up for you?”
“Fuck you, Tank, you already know this shit!” He screams at me while looking pissed off which brings a bigger smile to my face and I have to hold back a laugh. “My sister threatened both of us with a baseball bat if we didn’t knock it off. She told me that she could fuck whomever she wanted and that I couldn’t tell her what to do. My sister is fucking crazy so I backed the fuck off. She saw him for a couple more weeks and then moved on I guess because I haven’t seen him around the house in a couple of months.” The guys all have a good laugh at Gun’s expense. That story makes me laugh every time I hear it.
Still chuckling to myself I leave the group to go into the
main office and log into the computer so that I can check the security feed. When I pull up the video the only person that I see around the cameras are Layla and a couple of the new prospects, but they were nowhere near the camera when it was disabled. No big help there, I guess.
Walking back through the clubhouse I approach Blaze at the bar and order a beer and a shot of Jack from Doc. Blaze lets me know that Gun got a hold of Polack and the meet is set up at a neutral bar tomorrow night. I hope to fuck that it ends better than the last few meetings we have had with them. They always start out good enough and then some fucker always puts their two cents in pissing the wrong people off and punches get thrown. I haven’t been to jail in a while and hope to hell not to go there tomorrow. Especially with Pearl and the girls coming into town the next morning.
Deciding to stay at the clubhouse tonight I kick back by Blaze at the bar and have a few Jacks. Trying to keep up with Blaze is fucking impossible, I don’t know how he does this and still gets up in the morning. Throughout the night, Layla and some of the other club whores come sniffing around me, but I quickly remind them that I am no longer interested in getting my dick wet with them. They quickly move on to the next brother and leave me alone for the remainder of the night. Blaze and I talked about the upcoming meeting and we continued to drink until the early morning. I crash hard in my old room at the clubhouse barely remembering my name as I pass out.
When I get up I know that I have hours before the meet so I go home and call my mom over to help me child proof the house. Which leads her to ask a billion questions about who, when, where, why, how and everything else. FUCK! I give my mom as little information as possible but enough that she helps me to clean up and put breakables and shit away. I tell her a little about Pearl, Rose, and Iris. Letting her know that I have been thinking a lot about my future and that I see them in it. She is beaming with the realization that I am thinking about settling down and even maybe claiming an old lady. Great, I will never live this down now.
As we were going through the house my mom even ended up talking me into going to the store to get some stuff for the girls. She insisted that I buy some car seats for the truck. She said that I couldn’t be too careful and they would be nice to have around just in case. Just in case of what, I am not sure but, I get them and a whole lot more. She sticks around when I have to leave for the meet and finishes organizing the house with the stuff we picked up at the store.
Pulling up to the meet early to check security, I run into the Knights’ VP in the parking lot.
“Polack,” I say giving him a nod as I take a good look over him to check for weapons he might be concealing.
“Tank,” he returns the nod and eye fucking and we continue on our ways.
Thirty minutes later and we are sitting down at a long table. Eight men a total of four on each side: Blaze, me, Gun, and Trip on one side as Clutch, Polack, Joker, and Pinch are opposite of us.
Blaze starts with, “We called this meet to see why you were knocking at our gates last weekend, Clutch.”
Clutch looks dumbfounded. “We were nowhere near that piece of shit place you call a clubhouse. We were out of the city for the last week. When was this that you say we were knocking on your gates?”
Blaze’s face strains as he barely holds his anger in. “Last Friday night. Eight Knights were outside of our gates wanting to meet with me or Tank. I can pull up the video if you want, but it is your cuts and that’s about all you are going to see from that angle of the video.”
“We were out on a run last week. We left Wednesday and didn’t get back until Sunday. There were maybe twelve guys back here because they had work commitments. Show me the video, and I will figure out who it was by their bikes and question them. I did not order anyone to come knocking on your door so don’t get any ideas, Blaze. The peace has been good for both of us, I think yeah?”
“I agree I am just a little irritated that you do not seem to have a very tight hold on your brothers. I will trust you to take care of this quickly and get back to me to let me know what has come from this. Let me know what you find out and what your solution for the problem is.” Turning to me he adds “Tank, did you upload that video?”
“Yeah, Prez, it’s right here.” I hand off the zip drive to him and he in turns gives it to Clutch. “That’s all the video that we had of the gate on last Friday night. It is not very high quality, but you should be able to get what you need Clutch.”
“I’ll be in touch within the week, Blaze, wait for my call” With that Clutch, Polack, Joker, and Pinch get up and leave the bar.
I am the first to talk. “So what do you think, Prez? Who the fuck would have the balls to go behind his back to come right to our door like that? And why would they do that?”
“I really don’t know, Tank. Clutch has one fucking week or we are going to get to the bottom of this shit by any means necessary. Trip why don’t you try to see where the Knights go from here and see if you can tail them a little while to help with my piece of mind. The rest of you let’s get the fuck outta here and head back to the clubhouse for a few.”
As we pull out of the parking lot my mind drifts to thoughts of that luscious ass, gorgeous brown eyes, beautiful fat lips, and hot tight cunt that will be all mine tomorrow night. Pearl will not know what hit her if she can’t explain some of her doubts and fears to me. I only stay at the clubhouse for about an hour knowing that it will be a long day tomorrow. I throw my leg over my bike and ride for home knowing when I wake up I will have my woman with me soon.
Chapter 21- Pearl
My week ended a hell of a lot better than it had started for the most part. My students at school, however, were beasts because of having a sub most of the week. There were two fights during the morning and one in the afternoon. I broke up all three and have some interesting scratches and bruises forming on my arms and torso. Walking out of school I was tired and ready to get the weekend started.
Going to get the girls after daycare on Friday I was looking forward to spending a quiet night at home with them. The girls were very excited about going to Chicago and would not stop talking about it during dinner and our time playing after that. They even went to bed earlier than usual of their own free will, because they wanted to wake up early and head out. Whose kids are these anyway? Why can’t we just sleep in for a little while???
As I pull up to Abraham’s house around 9am I am silently hoping to hell that he didn’t stay out late last night. The girls were unstoppable from getting on the road to be able to get to the museum and see him. I didn’t mind but, just hoped we were not overstepping our bounds. Those thoughts are quickly squashed when Abraham opens the door quickly striding towards us before I even have the SUV in park in his driveway.
He quickly helps the girls out of their seats and ushers them into his house. When I get out of the SUV and round the back corner he quickly stops what he is doing and rushes me kissing me frantically. “Hello, Little One” was growled into my ear. “How was the drive down?” he barely gets out between kisses as his hands sweep over my back and ass, which is still tender from Thursday.
“Good, sorry we are so early, but the girls wanted to get down here. They were up at 5am I had to distract them for almost two hours before we hit the road. I didn’t think that you would have wanted us banging at your door at 7am, Some people like to sleep in I think?” Laughing to myself I continue “At least I remember liking to sleep in!”I finish grabbing one of the bags out of the back while he takes the other two before I can grab another one.
“5am, 7am, 9am I don’t care one way or the other. Fuck it could have been 4am or 5am. As long as you get here safely that’s all that really matters. I am really happy that the girls were so excited to get down here to go to the museum and aquarium. I have been looking forward to spending some time at the museum with you all as well.”
“Oh yeah, they are excited about the museum and the Shedd tomorrow too. However, the thing that got them most excited was being able to se
e you again. Like mother like daughters I guess, huh?”
Grabbing my hand in his we walk into the house. Looking up, I see Rose and Iris in the middle of a little kids’ paradise. There are five toy chests with some of the contents strewn around the living room. The chests are full of a variety of toys including one full of dress up clothes, one that has about any kind of doll you could want, one that has vehicles of every shape and size, one filled to the brim with stuffed animals, and one more set off to the side which has yet to be opened.
“What is all this stuff, Abraham?”
“My mom and I were getting the house ready for you guys yesterday, and we ended up going to the store to get a couple things, and this is what I came home with. Well my mom brought some of this stuff over with her, it is from when me and my siblings were little. The shopping was mostly my mom; she is really excited about me having you and the girls in my life so she went a little overboard I think.”
“Yeah, I would say so, Abraham. What’s in that chest over there nearer to the bedrooms? Peaking out of the corner? The one that is not open!”
As a sneaky grin spreads across his face he squeezes my hand and quietly says, “That one is for us, Little One. It will stay locked until I know you are deserving of it. Do you understand me?” As he steps closer to me continuing “Don’t worry my mom did not help me with that one at all,” he finishes on a hearty laugh.
My eyes hit the floor as my head drops, and I quickly answer, “Yes, Sir.”
Releasing my hand he gets the girls to follow him into the guest bedroom. Trailing behind them I come to a stop while standing in the doorway of that room. I notice that it too has been changed to suit the little girls who will be staying in it tonight. “Abraham, this is too much. Why are there princess sheets and toys all over this room as well? They are only staying here for one night not moving in for Christ’s sake.”
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