You Said Forever (Club Decadence)

by Maddie Taylor

  “You got it, hon. But, I’ll be spending the night on your couch and taking you to the police station in the morning to give your statement.”

  Megan stared at him for a second, knowing that arguing was a waste of time. These dominant Rossi men were really starting to get on her nerves. Muttering “whatever” she yielded any further argument and left the room.

  Rossi Security was on duty 24/7, monitoring surveillance on multiple projects. On Saturday mornings it was unusual for all the owners to be gathered at the same time. It was more unusual for Regan to be present and seated in the conference room. This was the case the morning following Regan’s attempted B&E. Lil T had taken her to the station to make a formal statement then brought her directly to headquarters for a conference.

  The door closed behind her as Rick entered and took the empty chair at her side. As he seated himself, he leaned over and pressed a lingering kiss to her temple.

  “Thank God you’re all right, Regan.” He met her stunned eyes. The anger that had been simmering since last night evaporated as she looked at his concerned face. She had no defense against him. He captured a hand and squeezed it reassuringly.

  Cap asked for everyone’s attention as he got down to business.

  “Hector Martinez,” everyone turned to the image on the wall-mounted screen. “Low level dealer in the Mendoza cartel, his rap sheet lists multiple arrests for possession, but no convictions earning him any significant time. He spilled under Rick’s gentle interrogation last night.”

  Cap paused while the laughter rang throughout the room. “We have a few more leads to follow up on now. Hopefully, they will pan out this time. What we don’t know is what he wanted in Regan’s apartment.”

  “T, tell everyone what you found,” Rick requested as he gripped Regan’s hand tightly.

  Shocked, Regan stiffened. Lil T must have searched her apartment last night while she slept. Rick’s warm breath brushed her ear as he whispered, “Easy, Regan. Hear him out.”

  “Coke mostly. Some pills and pot as well, hidden in the floor boards in the kitchen under some cupboards and about $250 G’s in cash.”

  Regan was stunned. There were drugs and a quarter of a million dollars hidden in her apartment? My God! She had told the man that she had a gun. They would have come back again for the drugs, but especially for that amount of cash. They would have come back armed.

  The men looked indulgently at the frightened woman as she assimilated the events of the past twenty-four hours. She moved closer to her man for reassurance. Although estranged, she still looked to him for protection. They smiled as she grabbed his arm and eventually crawled into his lap.

  “Rick, if you guys hadn’t been watching - hadn’t caught this creep - he would have come back with reinforcements. I told him I had a gun. They could have shot or killed me.”

  His comforting arms held her close, his heart racing just being near her. He had missed his wife badly. “You’re safe here, honey. Let him finish.”

  Lil T continued. “That’s all I found. The police are running the prints through the FBI database and will notify the task force if they get a match. Regan made her formal statement and they will be arraigning the perp this afternoon. He’s in protective custody right now. Although we have his taped confession, the feds would like to keep him alive long enough to have him testify. Our two friends here,” he nodded to the two suits at the table, “have called in witness protection.”

  Regan sat dazed. This seemed like an action movie plot. Rick’s job was dangerous. She knew that, but she had no idea what he really did. He had always shielded her from this side of his life. Right now, she was grateful for that because this was really scaring the shit out of her.

  “OK men, Jonas, Lil T, and Dex will follow up on the new leads. Jason and Sean will take the first two shifts at the apartment. Rick, you’ve got Regan.” All the men nodded in acknowledgement as Cap finished their assignments. Regan looked at Rick and whispered, “What does he mean, you have me?”

  Rick waited until the meeting was officially over and all the men filed out before answering her question. “You can’t go back to your apartment so you’ll have to come home with me.” He held up a hand before she could mount a protest. “You have to know your place isn’t safe. Although we’ll spread the word that their stash was found, they still might come back. Maybe something else is there that T didn’t find. So, your place will be staked out 24/7 for the next little bit and we will continue the surveillance. In the meantime, you’ll come home.”

  “Oh, Bear. I can’t do it again.” Regan’s voice was a barely audible whisper as bared her soul to him.

  “You can’t come home again?” His voice reflected his concern over the defeat and resignation he read on her face.

  “No Bear, if I come home… when this is done, I don’t think I can leave again.” She wrapped her arms around his neck and held on to him like he was her lifeline.

  Undone, Rick buried his face in her hair and inhaled, taking in all that was his Regan. The empty place in his chest filled with warmth as he held his woman in his arms. Even if it was temporary, he felt at peace again. His eyes moist, he smiled as he breathed in her essence, one word came to mind and he whispered it fervently. “Peaches.”

  Chapter Twenty

  Later that afternoon, Rick punched his passcode into the security keypad and entered the secluded residence, calling out to his friends as he entered.

  “Cap? Meg?”

  “We’re in the master bedroom, bud.”

  Rick took the stairs two at a time eager to hear what news Tony had. He had called him and said to get his ass over to his house because Megan had some information that would explain Regan’s erratic odd behavior over the past few months. Desperate for any insight, he had nearly broken land speed records racing across town. Tony had refused to tell him anything over the phone simply stating “get your ass here, now” and hung up.

  “This better be good, Cap. I blew through two red light cameras on my way…”

  His voice trailed off and he came to an abrupt halt in the doorway. Stunned, he took in the scene before him. Megan, his sister-in-law was bound, lying near naked on the bed in all her voluptuous pregnant glory except for a skimpy white tank top and scrap of pale pink panties.

  “Uh, do you need me to come back later Cap?”

  Tony looked up from the tablet he had been working on while waiting for Rick to arrive. “No, Rick. Come on in. We’ve been waiting for you.” Tony placed his iPad on the nightstand, patted Megan’s naked hip than rose to greet his longtime friend. “As you can see, my naughty little wife here is being punished.”

  Both men turned to take in the sight of the beautiful, curvy blonde in restraints on the bed. She was lying on her side facing them. A mirror on the wall behind the bed revealed the binder restraining her arms behind her back leaving her still healing hands and wrists free from potential injury. This arm position made her arch her back causing her glorious double D breasts to thrust forward even further. Although he totally loved his wife, Rick couldn’t help but notice those luscious mounds, the nipples darkened by pregnancy as they pressed against the thin white material of her top. Megan had always been the curvier of the sisters, very much different from Regan who had more of a sleek, sporty build. Sometimes it was hard to believe they were even sisters, let alone twins.

  Rick watched a rosy blush cover her chest, suffuse her neck and spread across her cheeks behind the red rubber ball gag that was firmly placed in her mouth and keeping her quiet. He knew her flush was in part due to the awkwardness of having her brother-in-law witnessing punishment. Still fairly new to the club scene, Megan had participated in very few public scenes so far. Tony was surprisingly stingy about exposing his blushing bride but he was slowly introducing her to club play. In the past he loved putting on a great show and how the thrill of an audience added to a scene, funny how marriage and impending fatherhood had changed that perspective.

  Rick had seen her
naked in the owner’s private playroom on several occasions. He specifically remembered their recent collaring ceremony where she had knelt before her Master and all the witnesses naked except for a barely there wisp of a thong. He also remembered The Club’s Christmas party and later that same week at a private play party when Tony had stripped her practically naked and paddled her for her sassy mouth. The former was during an event where The Club was at full capacity, the latter in front of the dozen or so couples made up of owners and other close D/s pairs and friends. Both times the thong had remained in place.

  Megan’s eyes were closed and she whimpered quietly as the men watched her closely. She wiggled on the bed but Tony had her restrained securely. Her shapely legs were bound together with bondage tape at the knees and ankles. She wasn’t going anywhere he didn’t want her to.

  “Quiet, my naughty girl,” Tony ordered. Then he started in on his requisite lecture. “Rick has seen you in less at The Club several times so calm down. He and I have been talking. There has been a lot of tension between the four of us over the past year, especially you and Regan. Things have been said, feelings have been hurt. We are a family now and I won’t allow all of this drama to permanently affect our relationship. So, I am going to introduce one of The Club’s concepts into this punishment.” Tony turned to address Rick. “Since you are the main victim of her deception, I am going to let you decide her punishment. I am giving you the option of participating because not only has she lied through omission to me, she has interfered in the relationship of another Dom and his submissive. Believe me, bud, you are going to want to swat her naughty butt after you hear the secret they both have keeping for the past few weeks, if not months.

  “What the hell is going on, Tony?” Rick demanded he couldn’t stand the wait any longer.

  Tony squeezed his friend’s shoulder then moved to the bedside and easily lifted Megan so that she was sitting on the side of the bed facing Rick. She bowed her head, the change in position causing her long blonde hair to fall across her face and covering the darker shade of pink she had turned at his words. Ah, the telltale signs of a natural submissive. Tony would have none of it though. He sank his long fingers into the tangle of curls at her nape and pulled her head back gently but firmly. He brushed aside the curls and held her in position.

  “No hiding from us, Megan.”

  Rick watched the firm control his friend had over his new wife and submissive. He was gentle with her but strict. Tony let her lean against his side as she sat off balance in the awkward position. Despite the punishment he was taking exceptional care to protect his very pregnant wife. He loosened the gag enough to slip the ball out of her mouth leaving it ready for use later during the punishment session if it became necessary.

  “OK Megan. Spill it.” This command caused Megan to flinch as it was delivered in a loud commanding voice by Rick. She lowered her gaze and sniffled as tears again began to gather.

  “No, Megan.” Tony cupped his large hand under her chin and angled her head back so that she was looking up at Rick. “Look at him and tell him why his wife left him.”

  Megan swallowed and tried to gather her thoughts. “But, Captain, I can’t be certain. She never admitted…” she whispered.

  “Now!” Rick barked. His patience was at an end and added, “Before I fucking lose my mind, Megan.”

  “OK. I uh, well, we all noticed Regan becoming more and more depressed over the past few months, you know? I was so caught up in my own drama that I selfishly put it aside. I should have known in fact, I actually suspected. She is my twin after all. I’m really sorry, Rick. I swear I didn’t put this all together until recently though.”

  “Stop rambling and just tell me what you think is going on in her head, Meg.” Rick urged her in a much calmer, gentler voice. “You know when she moved out things got even worse for her. She looks like she’s not sleeping and she’s lost weight she couldn’t afford to lose. Now with this insane separation, I’ve got to do something to fix this. I’m worried she’s going to make herself really sick and collapse.”

  Megan nodded, guilt washing over her. Tony wrapped a strong arm around her shoulders. With a soft cloth, he wiped away the drool left on her face and chest from the gag before ordering, “Stop stalling and tell him, Angel.”

  “Well, remember the day Regan went OFP and lost Dano?”

  Both men frowned, the twins were picking up too many bad habits from the Rossi men lately. They overlooked the use of the military jargon and focused on how the women had lost their security detail and been off the grid for at least an hour one day last fall. Each Dom recalled vividly how desperate they had felt until Dano had located them. Worry turned to relief then anger when they learned he had located them at the local mall. Both naughty subbies had received some extra special punishment for that lapse in judgment.

  “I can tell you both remember.” Megan stated guiltily and hurried on with her confession, not wanting to add to her punishment by reminding them of previous bad behavior. “Well, Regan was driving and I think she lost Dano on purpose to run an errand. She told me she was just picking up some lab reports, but I noticed she was really withdrawn for the rest of the day and later that evening at The Club. That was the night Tony and I announced our engagement and my collaring ceremony.”

  Rick nodded his encouragement to go on. He remembered last Halloween well. How could he forget that night? Regan had been unusually difficult that evening and had refused to tell him why. Rick had paddled her and caged her that night. “That’s when I realized something was wrong.” He hated to be so harsh with his petite little wife. Usually they enjoyed playing and had developed a close D/s relationship over the years with very few really harsh punishments ever needed. Until recently that is.

  Megan’s soft voice broke into his thoughts. “Rick, there wasn’t just a doctor’s office in that building. I checked. It was a fertility clinic.”

  Rick began to pace, his fingers raked through his hair in frustration. “Fuck.”

  “I think she left you because she found out she couldn’t have children.”

  “Dammit to hell,” Rick groaned in frustration. Although they had been married for three years they had decided to put off trying for a family until he retired from the Army. Neither had wanted to bring a child into the picture until the daddy was home and could be involved in raising it.

  “But we had only been trying for a few months before she had to go back on the pill. I’ve heard it can take a while after a woman goes off the pill.”

  “Well, that may be true but…” Megan’s eyes moved pleadingly to Tony’s.

  “Tell him the rest, baby.” Tony wasn’t giving an inch. Even though his voice was warm and encouraging, he still had that stern expression on his face. The one that said he wasn’t going to let her get away with anything.

  “Regan had a really bad episode a few years back where she had some bleeding and a lot of pain and cramping. It turned out she had an ectopic pregnancy.”

  “What?’ Rick demanded. He took a seat in a chair across from them and dropped his head to his hands, his elbows propped on his knees. Both Tony and Meg could tell he was overwhelmed by what he was hearing.

  “It’s when the egg attaches somewhere outside the uterus, in Regan's case, it was a tubal pregnancy. She was so disappointed. They had to go in and surgically remove it. Afterwards she had a really bad infection and a blood clot in her leg, a complication from the surgery they said. She had to go into the hospital, went on blood thinners for a while and had to go off the pill for good because blood clots are a side effect.”

  Shocked, Rick shook his head. He hadn’t had a clue. “I can’t believe she didn’t tell me about all this.”

  “She didn’t want to worry you. She told me you guys were on a mission at the time, expecting some heavy fighting and she didn’t want to distract you. I remember her telling me that there wasn’t anything you could have done anyway.”

  “Fuck.” Rick was stunned. What else w
as she keeping from him? Wait, he thought. They took her off the pill then? His eyes flew to Megan’s, searching. “How long ago did this happen¸ Meg?”

  “Almost three years now. It was after your last leave, she was only a few weeks along at the time. ”

  “That means she hasn’t used any form of birth control in all this time.” Rick stared at the floor. She hadn’t gotten pregnant in all that time, so something was definitely wrong. She must be devastated, but she should have told him. His mind raced as he thought off all the secrets and lies involved to keep this from him for so long. Then he looked at Megan, putting two and two together. He looked at Tony, who nodded.

  “Yep, we’ve got two extremely secretive wives on our hands.” Tony frowned as he met his friend’s gaze. “She’s had suspicions for quite a while but never said anything. She needs to be punished for this. I’d like you to decide what it will be and if you feel you are in sufficient control you can participate. I think it is justified since you were the victim here.”

  “But, Captain.” Megan whispered desperately. Tony had never allowed anyone else to touch or play with her, let alone punish her.

  “Quiet, Megan or the gag goes back in,” he warned.

  “Please, Cap…” she started to protest, shaking her head.

  “So, be it.” Tony declared as he slipped the red rubber ball back in and adjusted the strap securing the gag firmly in her mouth. “Now will you behave?” He pulled her head back by twisting his long fingers firmly in her hair and looked down into her tear filled eyes. He released her when she finally nodded and closed her eyes in submission. He looked to his friend.

  “Rick?”

  Rick stood silently staring at this bound sister-in-law. She had suspected all this time that Regan was going to a fertility clinic and said nothing. “Seven months ago, Megan. That’s when she really started going off the rails. I know you were dealing with your own shit what with the kidnapping and your injuries and all, but don’t you think this was important enough to let me know? The erratic behavior, the depression, her low self-esteem, and all the times she was pushing me away. It makes sense now. Megan, she is your twin sister. You knew she was seriously messed up. You had a duty to protect her, not cover for her.” He said all this in a cool, even, controlled Dom voice. He loved Megan like a sister but this behavior was way out of bounds and needed to be harshly dealt with to keep it from happening again. Two of the biggest tenets in D/s and DD relationship were trust and honesty. Both sisters had failed in this brilliantly and withheld this information for seven fucking months. “