“What I fucking needed was for you to not leave Pearl to be raped and brutalized four months ago. I also fucking needed you to check in at some point in the last four months. Or even stay somewhere long enough for me to reach out. Seeing that you have just ditched this fucking MC and left to go on your own for the previous four months I am calling Church to discuss it on Thursday evening. You will be at the Clubhouse at 7pm for church and to talk about your transgressions with the brothers. No ifs ands or buts about it, and be ready for one hell of a beating, which would be your easiest outcome.”
“Prez, what is going on with the girls and Pearl?”
“Don’t fucking mention her name, Tank, you left them. They are fine, no thanks to you, and they will continue to be fine. Thursday night Tank, don’t be fucking late, and don’t come thinking that you will be able to talk your way out of this or even walk after we are through.”
Hanging up on him before he is able to answer I am quickly relieved to see the house’s driveway in the near distance. Knowing two cars were parked in the garage I pulled up behind one of the four parked in the driveway, I park and start walking towards the back entrance.
Walking directly through the garage I grab an axe and hammer off of the tool bench and head for the basement. Reaching the door into the basement I am greeted by Trip, Bull, and Country.
“The room is all set up Prez, and the visitors are in there with a few of the brothers. Neither of the Knights have talked except to complain about pain or ask what is happening to them. Tick on the other hand won’t shut the fuck up about how he was not involved, he is a Devil and he would never do anything against us, that he was taken and didn’t fucking do anything to that cunts stupid fucking kids”
Hearing Rose and Iris referred to in that manner has me fucking pissed off and storming into the room with no pause. Dropping the axe as I enter the room, I take the hammer to first one and then the other kneecap of Tick with no stopping or thinking. Only then pausing to look into his eyes, I speak the last words he will ever hear, “You never should have fucked with my ol’ lady or her kids. You will never have the chance to do it again or prove yourself as anything more than the sorry fucking coward that you are.” Grabbing the axe I swing at his skull like I’m splitting wood for a fire. “See you in hell mother fucker.”
Turning to Layla’s brother and this other Knight piece of shit who raped and brutalized Pearl. I look to Trip and let him be the first to get his fists wet as I step to the side and let him, then the other brothers, get a few punches in on these pieces of shit who choose to do something so fucking disrespectful and dishonorable to a woman, my woman.
As each man in the room takes a turn at these two they are quickly crying and whimpering. Begging for a mercy they did not show to Pearl and will not receive in turn.
As the final brother takes a turn the room turns to me and waits for my decision. Looking towards Trip I nod at the gun he has in his hand, reaching out for it. Turning to the brothers saying, “Anyone who wants to stay and help please do so, anyone else head upstairs and have a few drinks, smoke some weed, and get a good night’s sleep so this can get cleaned up tomorrow and these bodies can be put to ground.”
Not one of my brothers move, they in turn look to me and shake their heads no and look towards Trip who answers their glances rapidly. “No, Prez. We want to do this for Pearl, Iris, and Rose. She is your ol’ lady and they are as much our family as they are yours, so we will stay and all put these fucks down.”
Each and every brother, even the prospects, draw out weapons and aim at the two men who have been the center of our attention and searches for the past four months. Giving a quick nod each brother empties their pieces out into these Knight pieces of shit.
Placing the guns into a bag that has been set up on the corner of the tarp we each take off our boots carrying them upstairs with us to clean the remnants of these men off of us.
I jump into the first bathroom I pass after finding my change of clothes. After cleaning my boots in the sink and throwing my blood stained clothes in the garbage I hop into the shower. Letting the warm water flow over me, my mind is at ease thinking about the people who have paid the ultimate price for fucking with what is mine, even if she wasn’t mine at the time.
Finishing up, I grab the change of clothes and throw them on as I head for the door. Heading towards the kitchen I see Trip has already cleaned up and is cracking a beer as I enter. He looks up at me and goes to grab another one before I stop him, ‘No, Trip I gotta head back to Pearl’s for the night. I want to be there when she and the girls get up. I am not sure if she plans to go to work in the morning or what is going on in her head, so I want to be sure to be there for her. She is on Spring break starting Friday and for the next week. I am not sure if she can take the rest of this week off or if she will be her usual stubborn self and want to work.”
“If you can supervise the prospects cleaning up in the morning and getting the bodies loaded up into the van to transport to the shed for burial I would be appreciative.”
“No problem Blaze and thank you for letting us all help with dealing with them. I know it must have been hard for you” grabbing for my shoulder he goes on, “the brothers feel very strongly about Pearl and those little girls and we really wanted to be a part of this.”
“I know, and that is why I allowed it. Make sure that everyone cleans their boots, and that the clothes and guns are packed up tight to be dealt with. Please let all the brothers know that I am calling Church for Thursday night at 7pm. I have spoken to Tank and he will be the major topic of discussion. He needs to be dealt with, so let the brothers know that and the vote on the prospects will be the extent of our meet.”
Taking a few steps towards the door I open it before turning and reaching for Trip’s hand. “See you in the morning Trip, and thanks again brother. “
Walking to the truck I drive towards her with little on my mind except burying myself deeply in the woman that consumes me. Parking on the back slab next to the garage I measure my steps as I make my way to the front of the house and let Doc know that he is free to leave, that I will see him in the morning, and about Church on Thursday night.
As he pulls his vehicle away I look towards the front picture window and see Pearl staring out at me with the soft light of the hallway behind her. I rapidly walk towards the front door and she has it unlocked and open before the ten strides it takes me to get there.
Looking up into my eyes she slowly slips her arms around my neck trying to pull me down to her as she was leaning up onto her tip toes to reach my lips. After a few seconds I give in to her demands and bend down to take her mouth with mine. Never breaking the demanding kiss, I kick the door closed behind me quickly picking Pearl up and carrying her through the house to her bedroom.
Setting her down on the bed I nod at her, looking towards her clothes and let her know “You need to be naked and waiting on the bed when I get back. Lay on your back, hands on the headboard, legs spread wide, showing me that you are mine in all ways.” I walk out of the room and towards the girl’s bedrooms on the other side of the house. After checking on both of them, I then make sure that the front and back doors are both locked. Heading back into the room where my woman is waiting, I stop quickly to put away the new piece that I grabbed on my way out of the Club’s house.
Chapter 34 – Pearl
Seeing the man who has been there for me, who has stuck by me, the man that I love, out of the front window of my house safe and uninjured is something that has me on the verge. He left me sleeping and sated as he went to deal with the situation and the men that took my girls. I know that he will never tell me what happened while he was gone, but I have no question that I will ever hear or see from them again. I also have absolutely no fear that they left this world without an extreme amount of pain and suffering.
Stripping slowly out of my clothing I lay in the position that he has requested, only after running my newly adorned hand up to the collar that lays a
round my throat. The ring does match perfectly and I know the planning, preparation, and cost of both of these were something substantial. How Markus knew so early that I would be his is something that we have yet to discuss, but I am sure he will tell me in time.
Laying down on the bed, I am reaching out to grab the headboard as I notice Markus in the doorway. “Oh, Pet. I will never tire of that gorgeous body and the little ways that you move to do what I have asked of you. I will especially never tire of seeing you heavy with my seed as you are laying there. How much longer again until we meet our boy, Pearl? Two months?”
“Yes, Markus, we will meet our son in two months’ time. As soon as the doctor gives me the all clear to schedule the C-section I will let you know, but it will still be like two months. Is that really what you would like to discuss right now? Master?”
“Pet, you know I cannot help myself when I see that belly sticking out like that.” Grabbing at his cock adjusting himself he steps toward the wall and uses one arm to lean against it while taking first one and then the other boot off. He slowly slips out of his socks and then grabs for the buckle on his belt. I cannot stop my tongue from coming out and licking my lips as he teases me with his movements.
“Master, you are tempting me to move, and help you with your little show, and I know that you would not like that, so please help me.”
Grinning he answers me in short order, “Oh, would you like to help your Master undress, Pet? That sounds like something that could be very nice, but not tonight. I need to taste you and then bury myself in what is mine.”
Finishing his slow strip tease he kneels on the bed, slowly crawling the few feet to bury his head in my soaked pussy. After licking to his heart’s content he nips a path up my body stopping at my mouth. Tasting myself on his lips is something that I will never tire of, and this time is no exception. As I groan at the taste of myself on him, he sinks himself into me with no pause. He sets a merciless pace that is furious and keeps it up through two mind blowing orgasms, both of which he quickly gives me permission for as he feels them build. As I am heading towards my third he growls out permission yet again and joins me as we are set to fly.
Sliding over and off of me he gently nudges me and pulls me over onto him so that my head is on his shoulder with his arm behind my head. I slowly throw a leg over his and wiggle to adjust the bump that is in-between us. He reaches over and starts to slowly stroke our babe, kissing me on the forehead saying, “Go to sleep, Sweetling, I am not sure if you are planning to work tomorrow or the rest of this week, but you and our babe need your rest either way.”
Nodding my head in compliance, it takes me only a few short seconds to nod off, surrounded by his love and protection. The dreams that I have of the events of the day are not as peaceful as what I was feeling going into sleep though.
I am shaken awake at some point in the night, due to my cries of upset in my sleep. Markus’ look of concern is something that strikes a chord in my heart, but the questioning that he starts in on is not something that I can handle after having that dream.
How am I supposed to tell this man: the man who owns me, the man who is my master, the man who is mine, the man who wants nothing but the best for me that the dream that I had and have been having are of the one man who left me to be raped and tortured? I cannot stop thinking of him and am having a hard time separating or dividing myself between these two men that I love.
Tucking my head into him I just shake my head and answer softly, “Nothing Markus, just a nightmare about the girl’s being taken. I am sorry that I startled you, please go back to sleep, I am just going to get up, check on the girls, and go to the bathroom. I will be right back.” Kissing him on the lips I slide out of bed, going to check on my girls and erase these thoughts from my mind.
Chapter 35 –Blaze
I am not sure what she was thinking or dreaming about that night but, I could tell by her mumblings and her lack of eye contact that it was not about what she told me. I can’t figure out why she was lying to me about her dreams? If they are about Tank, that fucker left her to be raped, but he will have his day before the brothers. She has had the same type of dream every night that I have slept with her this week, which is the last three nights. Once Church is done on Thursday, we will talk about her lying to me.
As we awake on Thursday, Pearl is slowly getting ready for her last day at work while I am slipping on my clothing to make my way back to Chicago. I have made the drive both ways each day this week, not wanting Pearl to be alone at night with these dreams.
Trip and the prospects did a great job cleaning up and getting rid of the evidence of our visitors on Tuesday, and I have heard no more from Tank regarding our Church which is set for tonight.
She still has not confessed about the nightmares she is having, so I am not sure how she will deal with the knowledge that Tank is going before the brothers tonight. I have let Pearl know about Church, but she is not aware that Tank’s punishment will be our main topic of discussion and does not need to be aware.
She will pack up the girls and come to Chicago to spend Spring Break with me. The clubhouse will be hopping with a party for most of the weekend so I am not sure that I will have her come with me. We will get to spend some time with the girls and just have some fun, which will be a good distraction for us all.
Making the drive to Chicago, I reach the Clubhouse around noon. Looking over some work that I have pushed aside for the past few days I quickly fill my time with mundane tasks. Hearing the noises of the brothers starting to fill into the room, I look up to see that the time is approaching 7pm and it is time to head into the meet.
Placing my cell in my desk I make my way towards the meeting room and take my place at the head of the table. Trip is next to enter, and he sits down on my left side as Tank pauses just inside of the doorway and looks around the room. The other brothers all file in and even the prospects make their way into the room. Nodding at Tank he shuts the door and makes his way to his former seat at the table and waits.
Looking towards me asking if this is where he will still be sitting, I nod my head and again look around to meet the eyes of each member.
I close my eyes take a deep breath and start, “We are here for two reasons, let’s begin with the good first. Everyone needs to vote on the two prospects who we’ve had under our asses for the last year. First up is Bull, Yea or Nay is all we need from each brother. Trip will start.”
Yeas are heard the whole way around. Standing and making my way over to Bull, I extend a hand as I say “Congratulations Bull. You have shown us that you truly fit with us and are one of us. Welcome to the Devil’s Iron, brother.”
“Next, we need to vote on Country, and then we will get to the real matter of this meeting. Trip, begin the vote again.”
Again yeas are heard from every brother. Making the few steps I find myself in front of Country extending my arm yet again. “Congratulations Country. Welcome to the Devil’s Iron, brother. You have proven yourself to me and more importantly every brother in this room.”
Stepping back to the table I once again take my seat as I look around to the table, “let’s move on to the real reason for us being here today, the transgressions and disappearance of Tank.”
“First I will speak and then we will hear from any brother who would like to speak on this and lastly we will hear from Tank. Judgment will be handed out swiftly after the final decision is made.”
“Tank, you left the club without giving any warning, no clue as to where you were or when you were coming back. You have a job in this brotherhood and that job was fucking abandoned to be covered by brothers who are not as familiar with our security as you are, seeing that you fucking built most of it. Your disregard for our policies is something that is not becoming of a Devil’s Iron Vice-President, let alone a brother in general. You didn’t even request to go Nomad so that you would still be a part of the brotherhood in some way. You were just fucking gone. I hope to fucking hell that the least t
hat comes from your transgressions is the loss of your VP patch, because I sure as hell don’t think I could trust you in that position any longer.”
Turning to look around the room, I take a deep breath to calm down and continue on, “Not to mention your treatment of Pearl. Disrespecting her by leaving her to be raped and tortured, whatever your reasons may be. That was the woman that you were about to claim and you just fucking walked in on that and then just fucking walked out on her and left her to deal with the two fuckwits that drugged her and decided to take her against her will. She fucking saw you! Saw you standing there and saw you leave her to be brutalized. You fucking broke her you stupid fucking piece of shit. Not to mention how you left the club to deal with the aftermath. You left us to pick up the pieces of the whole situation without a fucking thought. I hope that the brothers decide to end you! If not for walking away from the club, but for the hell you have put her through.”
“You have proven to me that you are too fucking young and stupid to hold the VP title. You didn’t stick around to see what was happening or to protect and stand up for what was supposedly yours. You just fucking walked out without so much as a fucking word to explain yourself or your thoughts on the matter.”
Looking around the room I see many brothers nodding their heads in agreement. When I ask for others who might want to speak there are only two, Doc and Quake. As I turn to Doc I nod my head at him signaling that he may begin.
“Seeing Pearl over the past four months trying to deal with the effects of that night has been a struggle for all of us. I wish that you could be forced to go through her pain each and every fucking day because you need to suffer like she has, with the fucking decision that you made. Having to sit on her and watch over her with Trip and occasionally the prospects,” nodding towards each man he has just mentioned he continues, ”is something that would have been unnecessary if you had used your fucking brain instead of letting your jealousy get the best of you. You knew Pearl better than any of us and not one of us thought she had it in her to do that to you. Not a fucking one of us Tank. You decided to leave her there, you alone decided her fate that night and that shit will never be forgiven.”
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