“Good, she’ll be okay with Venom, they warned the rest of the clubwhores to stay in their rooms for the time being to give him and her some space. I made a call to Burner, requesting he and his ol’ lady come up here,” Stoney informs me.
I get what he’s saying, with the club voting to leave the ol’ ladies here out of club business I completely agree with his decision. Ally is the best choice to use.
Nodding, I finally turn my attention to the woman barely dressed in more than a G-string and cropped tee. At one point I would have thought the bitch was hot if I hadn’t seen her take cock in all three holes at one time. I don’t give a fuck what my brothers do but that shit ain’t for me. To each their own is my feeling about it. Doesn’t mean I want to see a woman spread her legs, opening herself up to get hurt in the end, because there’s no way in hell my brothers will take a clubwhore as an ol’ lady if she’s willing to be fucked by every other man in the room he calls brother.
Sure, I’ve had my fair share of fuckin’ the clubwhores around here but certain ones I’ve stayed clear of. I’m not blind to their plays and will surely keep the bitches away from my cock, if I even get the hint they’re trying to make a play.
“Shadow, pull her out of the cage,” Stoney orders, circling the room to the bench set up in the corner. “Chain her to the far wall.” Reaching out he turns the stereo system on and immediately Mudvayne’s “World So Cold” begins filling the room.
Jezebel tries her best to escape Shadow’s hold as he grabs the bitch’s upper arm. I step up and help Shadow lock both her arms in the shackles we keep against the wall.
“Why are you doing this?” she cries, glancing in my direction. “Please, Neo, I didn’t do anything I swear.”
“Then explain why you put your hands on my ol’ lady,” I sneer.
“Wh-what? I . . . don’t know who you’re talking about. Ol’ lady?” Jezebel mutters, shaking her head with pleading eyes. “I haven’t done anything.”
“Then explain to us why we have you on video coming out of the bathroom, the very same one she was in,” Stoney demands, stepping forward with a blade in his hand.
“I swear . . . I don’t know what or who you’re talking about,” she protests.
I’d almost believe her if it wasn’t for the fact, I remember how freaked out Harley had been that day and then the fresh image of not even an hour ago, when her first words spoken had been to take her home and her telling us what happened the last time she was at the clubhouse. This monster made my woman, who already had a hard time being around other women, not be able to stand being around them period.
“Normally we’d have a club vote on what to do with you for your crimes against one of our own, but you see there’s a by-law stating when deemed necessary, the president of the club/charter can dispose of said problem without said vote as long as there is a minimum of two witnesses to attest to the reasons why. Now I’m not one to kill bitches, but for what you did you are no longer seen as a woman, so I have your executioner on the way,” Stoney sneers.
“But I didn’t do anything,” Jezebel protests once again.
“Doesn’t matter what you say, whore, we’ve got you on tape coming in and out of the bathroom. We also have the word of the very woman you assaulted,” Shadow snarls.
“Are . . . you talking about that girl who used to come here a while back?” she asks in confusion.
“That girl as you put it is my fuckin’ ol’ lady and you put your hands on her,” I growl.
“No. She’s lying. I swear, I didn’t touch her. I . . . I mean it. Please don’t kill me. I didn’t do anything to her. She was crying in the bathroom stall I swear . . . she was in there before me and didn’t come out of the stall until I was leaving the bathroom,” she whispers, licking her lips nervously.
That right there is the tell-tale sign she’s lying.
“Don’t worry you’ll be speaking the truth here soon enough,” Stoney snarks and turns his attention to me. “It’ll be a while before Ally gets here. Burner’s also bringing his equipment. I think Whip and Cane wanted to get some new work done, I also thought that he might be able to speak with Harley. I don’t know, he could possibly do for her what he did for Cleo.”
I take a moment to allow his words to sink in. He’d done a beautiful back piece for her to symbolize what he saw in her. Burner has some things in common with Raven but his isn’t as strong as her gifts.
A lot of people think it’s freaky or they’re faking it when they do certain things but I don’t. I’ve seen with my own eyes the truths Raven speaks.
“I think it might go a long way in helping her get through some of the pain within her,” I agree.
And I did. Tattoos can be cleansing to the soul if the person does it right. Cleo’s definitely helped her feel freer.
All I have to do is get Harley to agree to getting it done.
“Are you ready to admit the truth?” Ally asks, trailing the knife along Jezebel’s chest once again.
Burner and Ally got in about thirty minutes ago, along with a few of the others from Burner’s charter. On Stoney’s orders, they all came straight to the Pocket joining all of us, including my brothers who’d been out when the four of us got back
