~Chapter 18
~Shadow
After the first incident at The Dungeon, it took my Peach months to come back. During that time my watchful eye was still on her from afar. And in days when it was too much for me to watch or I needed some sort of a break, I would watch her step-father. Number one is little more than a drunk, working these last fifteen years at the same factory job, first shift. From what I have seen, his life involves little other than work, a stop at the tavern, then a stop at the liquor store before he is finally home.
When my Peach finally comes back to The Dungeon, she has been to her psychologist more than usual and I am guessing that she had worked through whatever it was that drove her off. She also has new ink covering one of the scars that mare her gorgeous body. After that, a pattern seemed to form between the two of us.
She would come every few months, I would get jealous at something, taking her to a room, fucking her, then we would fuck it all up in one way or another. Or something that we were doing would trigger a memory from the seven and she would leave without a word. Never getting it right, well not until about two years later. Four long years after I first laid eyes on my Peach.
That night I was unlucky enough to be working the front door. I was taken back seeing her so close, for the first time in months. It was longer this time, almost six months, since I had seen her. The last time we were together I tied her up, and caned her ass after seeing the fresh ink covering her. Over what I can only guess were slices from a knife, she has tattooed: I II III IV V VI VII each inside of an intricate infinity sign. I wouldn’t have acted so harshly to her if I hadn’t noticed the ink and known what it was there for- but once I saw it I couldn’t help but take control and show her that those men, the seven mean nothing.
Coming in with Pearl, Tank, and Blaze had me wondering though. I know that Pearl will Domme Ember but I didn’t think that my little Peach would be the same. As the night went on though, I found that those thoughts were wrong, Pearl was not here with my Peach, but more so as a buffer. For me!
Rebecca found herself talking with a man I knew little of, I quickly find myself in Blaze’s office with no rhyme or reason other than wanting it to stop. Asking for the man to be removed from the premise, Blaze laughs as he answers. “Shadow, you know as well as anyone that she is free to speak with, scene with, or fuck anyone that she would like. Don’t come in here demanding that things happen you know damn well will not happen.”
Looking between me and the monitors that are on his desk he goes on, “Go back to the door. When you get done with your shift tonight, go speak with the girl- hear her out and for fucks sake actually listen to the words that she is saying. You have waited so long to stake your claim, if you wait much longer she will be in the wind brother. She has been spending so much time with not only Pearl, but all of the ol’ ladies as well, and if the gossip is to be believed, your little Rebecca is thinking about making a move. She has been here with us for going on four years, brother, that’s a long time for her to wait. I know some of that time she needed to heal and I don’t blame you in the least for giving her that, but four fucking year’s man it’s too fucking long. You need to figure your shit out and right quick if you want her.”
Nodding my head, I turn and make my way from the room, walking through a dimly lit hallway, I can’t help but notice the same man who was with my Peach earlier tonight. He has a sub pushed up against a wall and his hands are moving down her flesh towards her ass. That’s when I notice the butterflies, and only see red. Pushing this man away, I have Rebecca up over my shoulder in a moment. Moving towards an open room down the hallway, I faintly hear the man trailing after us. Turning, the look of murder on my face must be enough of a warning for this man to back the fuck off, because he stops dead in his tracks and turns the fuck around at that one look.
Dropping my voice low, I growl out at her, “You are mine, Peach. I might not see you every day or be with you in the ways that most are, yet. But you are mine and I will not tolerate another man touching that which is mine.”
Closing the door behind us, I lock us in before making the short walk over to the bed, and placing her down on it. Running my hands down her legs, I can’t help but appreciate the extra weight that she has gained these last months. I couldn’t stop thinking about her the first time I saw her with those haunted brown eyes and she was rail thin. Now though she is rounded and soft and those eyes are less haunted.
Running my hands back up her legs, a shiver runs over her body as I do so. Reaching her panties, I stop to slowly strip them down her body, inhaling her scent as I go. Pushing her legs apart, I leave my hands rested on her thighs, not being able to stop myself from a taste, she just smells too damn good to pass it up, even if my cock is straining my leathers.
“You smell so sweet my Peach, I have to have a little taste of you. Scream out my name when you are coming on my tongue.” Swiping my tongue over her drenched heat I can’t help but grunt at her taste. Looking up to her I see in her eyes the answer to my question but want to hear the words. “Let me hear you, my Peach. Will you be screaming out my name like I have told you?”
“Yes, Shad...” cutting her off I am quick to correct her. “Not Shadow, not to you, never again to you. We are past the time for these things and I am not going to settle for less than what I want.” Running a finger down her thigh the light touches are a sharp contrast to the hard slap I then land. Watching for long moments as her skin starts to color and flush with my handprint. “I’m Emmanuel in most things to you from here on out. But, in this” running my tongue over her again I make sure that I have her eyes when I finish my thought. “In this, you will always and forever call me Papi and nothing else. This is the last time that we do this little dance, my Peach. After I sink into you tonight, you are mine and I don’t give a fuck what anyone has to say about it. This shit between us these last two years, this dance we have been doing when you come into The Dungeon, when I fly off the handle seeing you with another man, when I fuck you, when you submit to me that dance must end. You might not know much about this lifestyle and you might not be there yet, fuck I don’t think I am ready either. But, you will know that I own this body, and you will thank me for everything that I see fit to give to you.”
Lazily running a finger up her thigh, I find her pussy and run my fingers around her, until I hear a small moan and the name Emmanuel escape her lips. When that moan has started to die down, I push two fingers deep into her. Pulling them out, I continue an assault until the moan is about to begin but stop short asking “My Peach, you haven’t answered me correctly yet. What is it that you will be calling me when we are here at The Dungeon?”
“Papi,” comes out on a breathless whisper before I put three fingers inside and attack her clit with my mouth, until those sweet sounds are spilling from her lips again and she is screaming out, “Papi,” into the room.
Making her come on my mouth brings a joy to me that I have not felt in these long months since I had been buried inside her tight ass. My cock is straining, but when she calls me Papi, I think that I fucking lose it. I have one hand pulling my cock from my pants and I am crawling up the bed, towards my Peach.
Finding her mouth, a small gasp escapes her as she tastes herself on my tongue. Only driving me on, I am buried inside of her before we pull back for air. Driving deep inside her, I hold still letting her body adjust to me for only a brief time. When I feel her nails digging into my back and her legs wrapping around me, there is no other encouragement needed.
Fucking her hard, I am not sure when the knocking started, but I finally hear it as my cock is getting squeezed tight from her orgasm, cumming deep inside her. Throwing a blanket over my Peach, I stride towards the door and throw it open without pause.
“Blaze, what the fuck do you want. Why the fuck have you come here and interrupted me? No, interrupted us?” Seeing the look in his eyes, I am not sure if he is pissed, irritated, surprised, or what. That doesn’t last too long as he pulls me forward slamming his hand into my face.
“Shadow, there are rules in this place for a fucking reason, and I had best hope that you, my door man, the guy that basically runs this fucking place would follow those rules without hesitation. But no, that isn’t what seems to be happening tonight, fuck the last two years where she is involved is it?”
Looking to the bed behind me, Blaze is shaking his head before continuing on. “You are supposed to be at fucking work for fucks sake. But, here you are fucking her in a room instead. Who the fuck do you think you are? Did you seriously take her from the man that she was talking with, no getting ready to scene with, without a word?”
Knowing where he is headed with this little speech, I drop my chin and nod my reply. Knowing that nothing I say will help or be used to explain away the driving need that I had as soon as I saw that man with his hands on her. I fucked up, and fucked up big time.
Glancing over my shoulder, I notice that Rebecca has gotten up and is dressing herself back into her clothing. Moving towards her, his arm shoots out at me, stopping me short. “No Shadow, you won’t go to her right now. She is not yours, I don’t see a collar or ink on her so she doesn’t belong to you. You need to hear me out and we need to deal with this fucking situation. I will get Pearl to take care of Rebecca, as she has been doing these last months as well, might I add. You go and get dressed and meet me in my office.” Pushing me in the direction of my leathers, Rebecca moves towards him around the other side of the room. “Shadow, you have five minutes to get to my office.”
And with that he turns and moves towards the door with Rebecca in tow. Her head turns around and the tears I see have me questioning what the fuck is wrong. It’s not her ass that is in trouble, it’s mine. I just can’t stop myself when someone’s hands are on her. Thinking back to the seven and the men that I have killed for her, I remember that with each man the thoughts of what they did to my Peach had me pushed to the edge.
Maybe I will be getting some time off of work from this little fucking shit show tonight, and I will finally be able to deal with her fucking step-dad.
Pulling on my leathers, I move quickly out the door and down the hall towards the back office. Finding the door open, I head in and see not only Blaze but, Pearl and Tank as well.
“Where the fuck is Rebecca?” I growl out looking from one to the next.
Pearl is the first to answer stepping towards me quickly as she does. “She’s fine, Shadow. She is in the locker room showering and getting herself together with Ember. I will head there as soon as I get a chance to speak my mind with you.”
Looking back towards her husband’s she goes on, “You need to think about what you have been doing with that girl, Shadow. You have been burying her past for going on four fucking years. She will not want to be alone forever. I see the way that you look at her and after her and she doesn’t even know the half of it. Does she?” Staring at me, she reaches out to me, “She is starting to come into her own, not only in herself and her job, but with her friends. Asking about The Dungeon, about what it’s like to be a sub to serve a master, even about being an ol’ lady. If you want to be the one to teach her, the one to show her what the life is like before someone else gets their hands on her, you best be finishing this work, this list off. If you don’t finish up and think this through, finally claiming her, talking this shit through with her. Emmanuel if you don’t do it soon, I am afraid you will lose her, forever.”
Nodding my head at her words, she moves past me shutting the door behind her as she leaves. Looking back at the men, they motion to the chairs in front of the desk, and I put myself in one, waiting for my Prez and VP to lay into me. Knowing that I must go to her, and claim her as my own or she will be in the wind.