by GM Scherbert
After being there for long minutes, I glance up under hooded lids to see Pearl making her way to the stage, then hear Master Markus’ voice.
“Good Evening, Members. You are in for a real treat tonight. I have decided to let my Pet have a little fun. She will be using one of her new found skills, which she has been working on, to work over the lovely Ember this evening. Now, she has never been in a situation like this, so she might have a few hiccups, but we shall be patient with her and give her a short amount of rope that she will hopefully not get hung on. Yes?”
Cheers come from the audience as I glance up and see that not only is Master Markus on stage, but Pearl’s Sir is also in the audience. He is in the first row taking in, no watching, the show with a lot of intensity to be exact. That is when I hear Master Markus speak again.
“You are free to top Ember however you see fit, my Pet.” Grabbing Pearl’s chin he raises her eyes to his and goes on, “remember to do as you like and take her pleasure and pain however you see fit. You are free to use any of the implements on the table and you may also ask for anything else you might think that you could need. I will be right here watching over you the whole time, the only things that I ask of you are that you talk me through what you are doing with her, just as we have been doing together at home. If you want to orgasm, you only need to tell me that it is coming and make sure to keep eye contact with me through it. Any questions for your Master, Pet?”
“No Master, I don’t have any questions at this time and will ask if they come up. Thank you also Master, for trusting me to top Ember, it is something that, as you well know, I have thought of a time or two.”
“Ok then Pet, what is the first thing that you will need to do to make Ember feel more comfortable in this new situation?”
Turning towards me she finds her voice and speaks, “Ember, please tell me your safe words so that I will know when and if you need to slow down or stop this scene.”
“Yes Ma’am, my safe words are the same as the house safe words. Halt to stop, and yield to slow down. Thank you for asking Ma’am, some are not as caring.”
Markus is stepping back from Pearl, beaming with pride as he does so, showing me, as well as all the other members, where his heart is. Pearl speaks to him, “Master, I will start off by getting Ember on to the spanking bench and turning her ass a nice shade of pink with my hand, and possibly a paddle or flogger. Then I would like to feel how tight her cunt is with my fingers first, and possibly my tongue after. Does this please you, Master?”
“You serve your Master well, Pet. Yes, it sounds like you have a good start to the scene worked out. Enjoy yourself.”
“Thank you, Master,” turning to me she tells me to get up and naked before getting myself situated on the spanking bench. Noticing as I do so that she and I have outfits that match, I wonder instantly if she too has a plug in her ass.
Stepping towards me, Pearl lays her hands on my flesh and I lose all thought as her hands roam over my body. As she continues to run her hands over my back, she takes notice of the long bound pony tail hanging down it, stroking it lightly before moving on. Spreading my ass cheeks wide she must see the pink gem peeking out at her, and again I wonder if she has a matching one. That is when a few quick slaps land on my ass so I can feel it jiggle.
Quickly finding a rhythm to her spanking, I am wondering about nothing except finding the peace and calm I find when in sub-space. I feel my juices running down my leg and am rewarded with a whisper in my ear, “Sweet thing, you seem to be enjoying this little spanking, yes? I am not sure if you will continue to enjoy it for much longer, seeing as I will be grabbing one of the toys off of the table. If you are a good little thing, I will reward you with my hand or my mouth on your sex until you are screaming out for permission to cum. That is only if you can be a good girl and keep count of the whacks, and thank me for each. Do you understand me, sweet thing?”
“Yes, Ma’am. You are going to tan my ass and would like for me to count and thank you each time you do so. If I am able to do that you will use your mouth or hand on me until I am begging you for my pleasure.”
Pearl walks by her Master, and I miss the exchange, but see the passion in the kiss that they share. Pulling away, they are both out of breath and I can feel the need and passion between them. Pearl steps to the table grabbing a cat o’ nine tails, placing it over her shoulder. Then reaches for a wooden paddle that has a heart cut out of it, and turns back toward me.
As Pearl begins to paddle my ass, I am sure to remember to count and thank my Ma’am well with each. Only whimpering out twice during the ten strikes that she lands on my ass with it.
Throwing the paddle off to the side, I hear it hit the floor, and wonder what is to come next. The wonder does not last long, as I feel the flogger start to trace slowly around my beaten ass. Using the handled side of the flogger, she runs it through my slick folds, bringing out a moan that makes me wetter as soon as it escapes my lips. Keeping up the tormenting with the handle for only a short while, my knees start to shake and she stops the assault abruptly.
“Sweet thing, you will do well to remember to beg for your pleasure, or it will not come to you. Hmm?”
“Yes, Ma’am, I remember.”
Flicking the flogger onto my thighs with only a little force, I guess that she is testing out the force she will need to make the most of the flogger. Markus steps up behind her instantly and whispers into her ear, saying something that I cannot hear, but assume is encouragement for her to use as much strength as she can wield, knowing that the pain slut in me is in need of it.
Pearl brings the flogger back, applying more force this time. She is rewarded with a small moan coming from my lips. As she continues the assault on my thighs and ass, I continue to count and thank my Ma’am for each blow that she lands. As we approach a count of fifteen swipes with the flogger, my pussy is screaming for release.
Dropping the flogger to the floor, I feel Pearl leisurely trace her fingers around my pussy lips, before slowly pushing one finger knuckle deep into my tight cunt. My legs start to tremble as she slowly pumps that finger in and out, until I am on the verge of an orgasm, then she swiftly pulls her finger out of me, and pushes another one back in, along with the first. Slowly pumping those fingers in and out of me, she uses the thumb on that same hand to rub my clit.
“Ma’am, please, I am going to cum. Please Ma’am, may I cum, I need to cum so bad and I want to cum for you. Please, let me cum?
“Oh my Sweet thing, you beg so well. Just for that you may cum on my hand, now.”
As soon as permission is granted, an orgasm takes hold of me that has my legs shaking so much I thought I might fall off the bench. I barely notice Markus moving in at the ready to help if it was needed.
As the orgasm subsided, Markus steps back, and Ma’am slowly pulls her fingers from me. Walking around she forces them through my lips and into my mouth. “Clean them up, sweet thing. You are such a dirty fucking thing, my Master thought that he might have to catch you from the force of your orgasm. Is that how you always cum, Ember?”
“No, Ma’am,” is what I mumble around her fingers. As she pulls them out of my mouth, I finish my thought, “That is the first time in a long time that I saw stars like that when I came. Thank you so much Ma’am, it was really such a pleasure to be able to scene with you like that, also to be able to come for you like that.”
After that scene with Pearl this evening, and seeing how both Tank and Markus take to her, I am reminded of the man that I left. The man that I cannot stop thinking of to save my fucking life. That is only short lived, because when I leave the Dungeon, I find a note from Clutch, or one of his brothers, on the hood of my car. Running rapidly back into the club, I go straight to the locker room and bury my head in my hands as the tears start.
As the locker room door pushes open a short while later I hear Pearl’s voice, “Ember, what is it?” comes out quietly as she approaches me and reaches out.
As my eyes look
up to hers the tears do not slow and I am having a difficult time catching my breath. Gently she coos into my ear again, “Ember, shh hon, stop you’re crying, you need to tell me what has you so upset.” She keeps stroking up and down my back, but the cries I have only increase as she tries to calm me.
Grabbing onto my hair, which is still in a ponytail behind me, she pulls sharply on it and changes the tone in her voice before biting out, “Stop that crying right fucking now, Sweet Thing! You need to breathe. Calm down so that you can tell me what has you so fucking upset.”
Easing her grip off of my hair only happens after my breathing evens out. Pearl runs a hand over my shoulder as she comes to sit in front of me. “Now, tell me what has you so troubled, Ember.”
“It’s really nothing Ma’am. I just had an incident in the parking lot when I was trying to leave earlier, and don’t feel safe going home right now. I will just sit here for a little while longer and get one of the security guys to walk me out. I don’t want to trouble you any longer with my problems though, Ma’am. I will be fine, please just go about your evening.”
“No Ember, that will not be happening. What about your son, where is he this evening?”
“He is with my mom for the night, thankfully. I will just get myself together and head out to the bar for a little while, before I go home…”
“No, Ember” she says lifting my chin up as she adds sternly, “You will not do that. I will get one of the brothers to come and take you home. He will sit there with you until morning.” Opening her locker, she grabs her purse out of it and takes her cell phone out, quickly calling who I can only assume is Tank or Master Markus.
“I’m fine Markus. We were on our way home and I found Ember in the locker room. She mentioned that something happened in the parking lot as she was trying to leave, and now she is saying that she is scared to go home. Could you please find someone to get her home safely and stay with her until the morning? I know it is not my place to ask this of you, but…”
Not knowing what he is saying, I can only assume he is assuring her that her place is doing exactly as she is. Helping me and doing what the MC can do to protect their assets.
“Oh, Shit,” is out of her lips before I know what is going on, and she is headed towards the door. Glancing back at me only momentarily, she starts to pull it open and I hear her say, “Sorry Markus, I got caught up in the locker room with Ember, and forgot to meet Abraham. Just hold on a second, let me find him.”
Turning to me she regains the bite in her voice that was lost the second she started talking with Markus. “Stay here until I get back.”
As she pulls the door the rest of the way open, she slams into Abraham on her way through it. “Sorry, Sir” crosses her lips. “Ember was in here crying and talking about how something happened to her earlier in the parking lot, I am not sure what happened yet. I am on the phone with Markus trying to help with the situation and he would like to talk to you about it.”
The worried look returns to his blue eyes as he glances into the locker room and sees me sitting on the bench. “It’s okay Pearl, I was just worried when you didn’t get to the door on time. Get yours and Ember’s stuff together and meet me out in the bar in a few minutes. Markus and I will figure something out and see what needs to be done.”
Heading out to the bar after gathering our stuff, we sit down and each order some coffee to help with the impending night, which I am sure is going to get long. Waiting on Tank to head back out and give us any directions on what I will be doing for the remainder of the night, I sit quietly next to Pearl and wait.
~Chapter Nineteen~
~Doc
When I see Ember at the Dungeon the first time in almost five years, it is like a slap to the face. Sitting at the bar with Pearl, it takes me a while to even recognize her as the woman that I gave my heart to, the woman whom I have looked for, the woman who left me without a word. To see that woman I had loved, sitting talking with Pearl no less, is something that just doesn’t register with me. The look on my face seeing her is nothing but pure shock, that is after I realized it was her, which took me a few long moments.
Tank’s voice pulls me from those thoughts, “Doc, did Prez send you to watch over Ember? I thought he said that he was sending Country over to take her home and stay with her till we figure out what’s going on.”
“No, Prez didn’t fucking call me.” Looking towards the girls, I go on, but can’t hide the disdain from my voice, “Why the fuck would Ember need someone to watch over her? Country will not get anywhere fucking near her with his fucking problem keeping his fucking dick in his pants.” Looking back at him momentarily, I ask, “What the fuck happened here tonight that might have Prez calling me to take Ember home?” Turning back to the girls, a feeling of fear creeps over me as I make my way to them.
“Ember,” roars out in a deep bark as I pause until her eyes hit mine. “Why the fuck do you need someone to watch over you tonight? What the fuck did you do now?”
As my voice and tone register with both of the women, I see out of the corner of my eye that Tank is about to step in, but is beaten to it. Pearl rises up off her chair and plants herself in front of me, between me and what is mine, Ember.
When I am so pissed off, it never ends well, and seeing Ember is only adding to my anger. As Tank is trying to move himself in between Pearl and myself, I can’t stop myself from saying, “Ember, why don’t you fucking walk through those doors, you are good at walking away without talking when times get difficult. Whatever is happening to you, is likely due to your childish and selfish ways. You were nothing more than a quick fuck for me last time we met, and I doubt that anything has changed with you over the past five years, so just keep fucking walking.”
I only see Pearl’s hand fly through the air before connecting with my cheek. “Fuck you Doc, don’t you ever talk to her that way again.” Shaking her hand out from the sting, Pearl goes on. “She is not yours to do with what you will, you do not fucking own her. I don’t see a collar, tattoo, ring, or any other sign of ownership on her. You don’t deserve to be in the same place as her, acting like that, let alone thinking that you can treat her with such disrespect and fucking disregard.”
“Little One, back the fuck up and shut that fucking mouth of yours.” Tank rumbles, knowing that her temper is getting the best of her and my control is slipping away.
Stepping in between us, Tank looks into my eyes and only sees a man ready to fucking commit murder. “Doc, I am not sure what the fuck is going on here, but you need to back the fuck up away from the women, and stay the fuck away from this situation, seeing that it gets you so fucking wild and worked up.”
Tank has seen me serve in many different roles over the years being with the Devil’s Iron, but he has never seen me this quick to anger. I am usually quick to act, but make sure that I always think through the options and outcomes before making my move. He has never seen me this fueled by emotion, fuck, I never have been, except with her.
Tank and Pearl must be wondering what the fuck is going on between Ember and myself. As I take a step back, my anger is not diminished one bit. I need to calm the fuck down, because I don’t need to have this fucking scene going on here.
Catching movement by the door, I see Country striding towards us and hear Tank speak.
“Country, we need you to take Ember home and watch her tonight while we try and figure out what the fuck happened. Can you do that?”
“Yeah, of course Tank. Prez called and told me that much, so I brought the truck to get her home.”
Turning around, I see that Ember is now up and off of her chair, standing next to Pearl. Country leans over to give Pearl a hug and sticks out his hand to Ember. I guess I am not the only one who is seeing her for the first time, or in my case, again for the first time.
When I see Ember reach her hand out to shake Country’s, I fucking lose it. All I see is red. I shove Tank to the side and crash down on Country with my fists flying.
“Don’t fucking touch her, Country. She is mine.”
What the fuck is going on with me? I have not seen this fucking woman in five years and I feel like it was only yesterday. That she owns me still. Getting pulled from Country by Tank, I take note that Ember and Pearl have both backed up and are now watching the scene from the opposite side of the bar.
With the help of Shadow, Tank gets me off of Country, and shoves me towards the wall yelling the whole time. “Calm the fuck down, Doc. I am not sure what the fuck is going on between you and Ember, but now is not the fucking time to be bringing up old demons. Something happened to her tonight, and I need to figure out what the fuck that was. I don’t need you acting like some kind of fucking caveman, going off all halfcocked. Stand the fuck down.”
Turning to Shadow, Tank nods toward him, showing me that he is my watch dog for the time being. As he makes his way towards the girls, Country picks himself up off the floor, dusts himself off, and is watching me out of the corner of his eye.
“Let’s get the girls out of here, and I will come back and deal with him. Country, come on.” Tank says as he reaches the girls, and wraps an arm around Pearl. As they approach the door I cannot help but yell out, “Ember, we will talk, this shit is not fucking over.”
Ember is fucking back. What the fuck?
Where the hell has she been?
Why is she back now?
Why is she in so tight with Pearl and under the protection of the brothers?
My brothers, for fuck’s sake?
~Chapter Twenty~
~Ember
Leaving the Dungeon that night with Country watching over me, I know that I am in for a few fucking hellish days. I am so uneasy with the way that I had to leave it with Vincent, ugh, Doc. Now that Doc knows that I am back, I am sure that he will stop at nothing to find out what the fuck has been going on over the past five years. Even though he said things to me that were hurtful, he was just taken back by seeing me. I don’t want him to be so angry with me, and I can’t believe that he said some of the stuff that he did to me. I understand that he is hurt, and that I left him without a word, but there were reasons. Reasons that I wouldn’t change for the world. I am sure that he will quickly change his tune when I tell him about his son.
