“You ready?” I asked the girl with the spiky black hair as I removed my latex gloves.
“Yep.” I patted the seat and drew on her with the pen so she could tell me if that’s where she wanted it. “Looks good.”
“Ok, let me sort out the equipment and I’ll be right there.” I discarded the previous needle and got a fresh one out, disinfected the clamp and pulled on a fresh pair of gloves.
“Here we go,” I told her as I went through the same motions as before. This one wasn’t as scared as her friend, she didn’t flinch, screw up her face or wince. I was impressed.
“My turn next.” I looked to my right and Debbie was talking to me. Tat was cleaning her up and covering her tattoo.
“Yeah, I’ll just have a quick smoke and then be with you.”
“I’ll join you,” Tat said as he pulled off his latex gloves and we walked outside. Once my cigarette was lit, I pulled out my phone and sent Cammie a quick text.
Can’t wait for you to come home, the beds lonely without you x
“You turning into a pussy, man.” Tat laughed as he slapped me on the back, reading over my shoulder.
“That’s what happens when you find the right girl.” I smiled.
“That Debbie chick sure is hot. I was working on her tat between her legs and she got a wet patch on her panties. She wants me, man.”
“You can’t fuck her once I’ve done her piercing.”
“No, I can’t fuck her pussy. She’s got two more holes, dude.” He laughed.
“Let’s get this shit done and go for a drink.” Tat nodded in agreement.
We walked back in and Tat was talking to the next girl wanting a tattoo and Debbie was sitting in the chair waiting for me.
“You sure about this?” I asked her as I sat down onto my stool in front of her.
“Have you fucked someone with a clit piercing before?”
“Yeah,” I answered as I pulled on my latex gloves and got the needle and jewellery ready.
“Maybe you can show me how good it feels after?”
“He has an Old Lady but I can show you, sweetheart.” Tat winked at her. Her eyes lit up and she raised her legs in the air and pulled her panties off, showing him everything.
I grabbed the picture highlighting the parts of the pussy.
“So you want your clit pierced?” I pointed to the picture.
“Oh, no. That bit.” She blushed, pointing to the hood over the clit.
“Right, you want the hood pierced, vertical or horizontal?”
“Um… What do you suggest?” she asked biting on her bottom lip.
“It’s not up to me, sweetheart. You have to live with it. VCH is the most popular.”
“VCH?” she asked. Shit, do these girls not research what they want to have done? So many people come in wanting one piercing but it’s not what they actually want. The guys get confused by an APA piercing and a Prince Albert and the girls get confused between an actual clit piercing and a hood piercing.
“Vertical clitoral hood.”
“Oh, yeah I want one of those.” She spread her legs wide and I pushed them back together.
“You need your legs only open slightly else the area will be stretched. Lie back down.” She got herself comfy and Tat was still watching. “You not got work to do?”
“I wanna watch, you don’t mind do you Debbie?” She bit her bottom lip and shook her head.
“I need to test the area to make sure it can be done.”
“Ok, how do you do that?” Her voice wavered and I was sure the nerves were catching up with her.
“I’m going to use this cotton swab.” I showed it to her as she leant up on her elbows. “And place it under the hood and see if I can see it… Yep, perfect for piercing.” I discarded the cotton swab and grabbed the needle. “Ready?”
“Yep.”
“Keep very still.” I parted her lips and pushed the needle up through her hood in a quick but steady motion. “The needle is through, I’ve just got to add the jewellery.” I got it into position and pulled the needle away as the jewellery slid it. “This is a nice one you chose. A curved one looks good. You can change the jewellery after about four weeks, experiment with different sizes and see what brings you the most pleasure.”
“Ah, thank you.” She flew off the seat and flung her arms around my neck, kissing me on the cheek. I didn’t touch her back except when I tried to push her away. I ran through all of the cleaning instructions and she got dressed.
After my area was cleaned and disinfected, I looked over to Tat.
“You need me to stay?”
“Na, man. I got it.” I nodded, pulled my leather cut back on and dug out a cigarette for when I was outside.
“Thanks, ladies.” I smiled. “If you have any problems come back and see me.”
“Thanks, Holes.” Debbie smiled. I nodded my head in her direction and escaped through the front door. I lit up my cigarette as soon as I was outside and headed for the main club house. My phone vibrated in my pocket and I pulled it out to see Cammie’s face lighting up the screen.
“Hi, beautiful,” I answered.
“Hey.” She whispered.
“You ok, Cam?”
“Yep, just trying to be quiet. Ashlyn is asleep. I missed your voice.”
I laughed as I took a drag of my cigarette.
“We only spoke a couple hours ago, have you been drinking?”
“Maybe.” I could hear rustling and wondered what she was doing.
“Are you in bed?”
“Yes,” she whispered and my dick jumped in my trousers, she said it just like she did when I penetrated her.
“Go downstairs, Cammie.”
“I can’t. Drake is sleeping on the sofa.” She giggled.
“Go into the bathroom, put that hand of yours down your sleep shorts and make yourself wet.”
“Mason!” she whisper shouted at me. “I can’t. What if Ashlyn hears me?”
“You don’t have to say anything, I’ll do all the talking.” I could hear more rustling and then a click of a door, my girl was being good and listening to me.
“Where are you?”
“Outside the clubhouse.” I drew one last lingering drag of my cigarette before stomping it out.
“You can’t talk to me out there.”
“There’s no one around, everyone’s inside.” I sat down on the picnic bench, closed my eyes and pictured Cammie in my head. “Now, sit down on the toilet seat, lean back and picture me standing above you. My breath is on your neck, making the hairs stand on end and my stubble is scratching down and across your collarbone. The tips of my fingers are dragging over your hardened nipples. Touch them, sweetheart; pull them, tease them.” Her breath picked up and I could hear the arousal in her soft moans. “Part your legs, imagine me standing in between them. My hands are gliding over your thighs, the roughness makes you squirm. Trail that hand of yours down and into your sleep shorts. You’re wet for me, soaked. Dip a finger inside for me, Cammie.” She gasped and my dick throbbed. I palmed it through my jeans, trying to calm it down. “Drag the juices up to your clit and rub a slow circle around it, getting faster each time.” Her breath sounded laboured, I knew she was getting close. “Keep rubbing, baby. This is the only way I’ll let you come without me, that pussy of yours is for me to penetrate only. I own it, it’s mine. That’s it, Cam. I can hear that you’re close, so close baby. When you come home, the first thing I’m going to do is taste you, run my pierced tongue all over that soft flesh of yours until you come on my face.” A little murmur from her lets me know that she was successful, I could picture her now, a flush covering her face and her breasts rising and falling with each breath she’s trying to calm. “You ok, Cam?”
“Mmmm hmmmm.”
“Get yourself to bed and come home soon. I love you.”
“Love you too.”
Fuck, that was hot. I missed her. I needed a drink.
Mason
“VP you ready?” Pr
ez shouted to me as he walked into the bar. I nodded, climbed off my stool and followed him out of the clubhouse and down to the back entrance. It was a sunny morning, not many clouds in the sky and I was itching to get out on my bike for a ride. I just knew that if I climbed on it, the first place I’d be driving would be to Devon and Cammie told me stay away.
Prez got to the bottom steps and Titch was standing outside of the door.
“How are they?”
“Preppy has lost a lot of blood, he is in and out of consciousness.”
“And Switch?” I asked.
“Still as cocky as ever.”
We walked past Titch and into the dark, smelly cellar. Preppy was sitting there with his head drooping to the side and Switch smiled as we walked in.
“What the fuck are you smiling about?” I asked.
“Just remembering how sweet her cunt was, how fuckable. Shame I never got to fuck her tonsils. There’s always time yet.”
I pulled my gun out and aimed it at his head. “Shut the fuck up!” I yelled.
“VP, he’s doing this on purpose. Trying to get an easy way out.”
“I don’t want to be dead!” he yelled. “My brothers will come, they’ll know it was you that took us. They’ll be here.”
“Let them come, then we can kill each and every one of you fuckers. You give all us bikers a bad name,” Prez sneered at him. “In the meantime, we’ll let Titch have a little play with you guys. Titch…”
“Prez.”
“Feel free to practice your torture methods on these guys.” His smile grew on his face and he wiped his hands on his jeans and pulled a set of knives out of his back pocket.
“My pleasure.”
We walked away to the sound of screams and excited laughter.
Cammie
“What time did Blade say they would be back?” I asked Drake as I sat down onto the sofa after getting the kids in bed. They had been gone hours and I was expecting them home by now.
“Not sure, I’ll give him a call.” Drake walked away as Ashlyn came into the room.
“I’m all packed, you excited to be getting home?”
“Yeah, I miss Mason. Though I’m gonna miss all of them. How about you? Missing Cory?”
“No, we’re just having a bit of fun. Nothing more than that.” She waved her hand in the air dismissing the conversation as she sat down in the recliner and pulled her feet under her.
“There’s no answer, it’s turned off,” Drake said as he came back in.
“That’s strange…” I was cut off by the house phone, I leant forward and grabbed the black cordless phone off the coffee table.
“Hello?” I answered.
“Oh god, Cammie.” Heather sobbed.
“Heather?”
“Hey, Cammie. How’s the kids?” Blade asked as I heard Heather sobbing in the background.
“They’re all good. Just put them to bed. What time are you coming back? Is Heather ok?”
“There’s been a bit of a problem, I need to talk to Drake.” I looked around and saw that Ashlyn was listening intently and Drake had disappeared.
“Yeah ok. Drake!” I called out. He rushed around the corner. “It’s Blade.” I handed him the phone and he walked away. I looked at Ashlyn and shrugged my shoulders. We patiently waited for Drake to come back and once he rounded the corner he was no longer on the phone.
“What’s going on?”
“All I can tell you is that we need to get the kids up, pack an overnight bag for them and get back to the Cornish Crusaders.” I opened my mouth to speak and Drake cut me off. “Please, Cam, don’t make this more difficult for me.”
“Ok, I’ll get Liam and Tegan.” I turned to Ashlyn. “Can you get Kelsey up?” She nodded and we hurried upstairs.
Once the car was packed with bags and the kids were strapped in, we were off heading back home. I was excited to see Mason but I felt apprehensive about why we needed to go back and where Heather and Blade were.
Mason
I had just put out my smoke and was about to head back into the clubhouse when I heard the metal gates scrape open and the sound of a car and a bike. I waited to see who it was and was glad to see Ashlyn’s car pull in. As soon as it stopped, I yanked open the passenger door and pulled Cammie out.
“I missed you,” I told her. “What are you all doing here? Where’s Heather and Blade?”
“VP?” I looked up to see Drake nodding his head towards me, indicating that he needed to talk.
“Go on in and I’ll come find you in a minute.” I kissed her on the lips, I didn’t want to break apart but knew by the look on Drake’s face that this was serious.
“Blade and Heather had to leave, Heather stumbled upon Uno and Ripped talking. They were talking about forming a merge with the Satan MC. They saw her, man. Blade got her out of there, told me to get the kids and girls here and tell the Prez to call a lockdown. He’s afraid they’ll come here.”
“Shit. I’ll get Prez to call church. You stay with the girls.” We both hurried inside and I stormed into the Prez’s office without knocking. “Shit!” I shouted as I crashed in to find Carla riding him in his office chair.
“What you doing? Get the fuck out, VP.”
“I’m sorry, Prez, but we need to call church, now.” Luckily Carla was still dressed and their connection was covered by the desk.
“Get everyone in the room and I’ll be right there.” I slammed the door behind me and could hear Carla screaming out as they finished what they had started. I got to the entrance of the bar.
“Church! Now!” I looked around and there was no sign of Cammie or Drake. “Where’s Cam?” I asked Ashlyn.
“She’s just trying to get the kids back to sleep. Are we on lockdown?”
“Yeah, sorry. Your guy will have to stay away for a bit.”
“He’s not mine. I mean, we’re not a couple.”
“Oh, really? He was here looking for you a couple of nights ago.”
“Oh? Did he? Um…”
“No, I didn’t see him with anyone else.”
“Oh, um… I’m going to go and help Cammie.” She walked away and I headed into church. We were waiting for Prez and ten minutes later he joined us with a shit eating grin on his face. Once he was sitting down, he slammed the gavel down and I announced that I need to call a lockdown. I explained the reasoning to everyone and they weren’t happy but when it came to the ones we love, we would always join forces and protect each other.
Cammie
“I got a couple of things I need to do, you gonna be ok with the kids?” Mason asked after I finished getting dressed.
“Yeah, can you just help me into the bar with them?” He nodded and picked up Liam. “Is Heather ok? I’m really worried about her. She wouldn’t leave her kids, especially overnight if she didn’t have to.” Kelsey was staying with Ashlyn and they were already in the bar, she was sitting at a table with Prez’s kids.
“They’ll be fine. See you in a bit.” He kissed me and disappeared off out of the clubhouse after placing Liam on Tat’s lap, he was watching the news and Liam was happily gurgling away.
“You need me to feed him?” Ashlyn asked, pointing towards Liam.
“No, he woke up first so I already fed him,” I explained as I got Tegan comfy and she reached for her bottle.
“You want a coffee?”
“Oh, yes please.” I smiled.
“No worries.” She wandered off towards the kitchen and I noticed that Drake followed her.
A couple of minutes later, I heard the main door fly open and Heather came running in.
“Mummy!” Kelsey called out and went running to her. Heather got ready to catch her and squeezed her tight. I could see their lips moving but couldn’t hear what they were saying. Heather went for Liam next as Tegan was still eating, the excitement on his face was so amazing that it made me want to cry.
“Hi, sweet girl,” Heather said to Tegan as she stroked the side of her face. Tegan stopped suckin
g and let out a cry. “Come here.” I placed Tegan in her arms and she stopped crying and laid her head on Heather’s shoulder. Heather smiled at me with thanks and I squeezed her hand in response. She would always be able to count on me.
I knocked gently on the door that Heather and Blade were staying in and pushed it open, popping my head in. Heather was laid on the double bed with the babies sleeping on the bed beside her.
“Hi.” She smiled at me. I entered the room and looked around for Blade.
“Where’s Blade?”
“He’s gone to the Devon clubhouse.” I stopped in my tracks, was I hearing her right? “I know, I didn’t want him to go but he said he had to sort everything out once and for all.” She looked back at the babies and once her eyes were focused on me again I could see tears welling. I trotted over to the bed and sat beside her and I grabbed her hand.
“I’m sure everything will be ok.” I tried to soothe her.
“I’m scared, you saw what they did to him the last time, what if… What if he doesn’t come back to us? I’m terrified of losing him.” The tears rolled down her face and I wrapped my arms around her. I didn’t know what to say, I didn’t know if it was a good idea him going back but I also had a feeling he went as he didn’t want them to be constantly looking over their shoulders for the rest of their lives.
“How long has he been gone?”
“A couple of hours.” She picked up her phone from the bedside table and glanced at it.
“I’m sure you’ll hear from him soon.” Just as I said that there was a knock at the door and Mason barged in followed by Solar and Ashlyn.
“Hey, babe,” I said, looking at him. He stayed quiet and focused on Heather.
“We’ve gotta go. It’s Blade.” Heather and I both shot to our feet at the same time.
“What… What’s happened?” Heathers voice shook as she asked the question.
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