Chapter 5: “Stroke Me” Mickey Avalon
Alexis:
A couple of days later I’m going stir crazy. I can’t stand to be in the club and I can’t stand the shop either. I can’t leave the ranch since we are still on lockdown. I need to find something to do. All this tension driving me up the wall insane.
As I enter the club for the sixth time today I can see most of the available space is taken up with everyone doing exactly what I had in mind. This isn’t a party, this is stress relief. I make my way towards the back into one of the clubs game rooms.
I find Pinky and a pink haired girl with a short black skirt and baby blue top down under her breasts, just beginning to get started. Deciding to watch for a bit I lean against the door frame, club rules if the door open it’s free game. Pinky is standing back against the right wall of the room, between two pinball machines, with the girl on her knees down in front of him.
“Come on bitch, open it up and have at me.” I’m guessing she wants this to be private event because knowing Pinky he’d fuck her on a church altar during Sunday morning mass without much thought at all. As she goes for his belt buckle, he grabs her by the throat “No teeth or I’ll rip your fucking tongue out.” She has a meek response I don’t catch as he snatches the back of her head in one hand and the other he uses to hold her hand over his nipple making her squeeze it. As he looks upwards he catches sight of me standing in the doorway. “Sup Miss Alexy?” Annoyance fills me, sheer annoyance at how he pronounces my name.
“I need to talk to you.” I say crossing my arms a little tighter under my chest pushing my breasts up. He watches the movement, eyes locked onto my chest as points to his crotch and responds. “Why you want to join in?” The girl pops her head straight up in shock, Pinky catches her by the hair shoving his cock back into her throat before she can say a word. The poor thing.
“Yes and no. You…” I point to the girl. “You need to leave.” She didn't wait, or give a response, she just got up and was up and gone, leaving Pinky in all his naked glory out for everyone to see.
“Okay little princess cockblock Alexy. You have my attention. How can I help you?” He steps off the wall tucking himself back into his jeans and walks towards me. I was in such a state that I was unable to be anything but honest with him.
“I want to get laid and... I want to be controlled like you were doing to her.” I point behind me. “Please? I want to think of something, anything else to not have the past few day’s events playing on repeat in my head. I had to burn my clothes there was so much blood... And we all know you like to play Dom around here” I could see the instant desire in his eyes followed with all the gears clicking in place how that would be a bad idea.
“Questions… Why? Fuck why? And answer is still fuck no. I don’t want to wind up getting skull fucked from the big guy himself.” He nods down the hall toward Ky’s door. I take a deep breath.
“Because, I haven’t gotten laid in a year and a half, since before you guys got back from the last crusade y’all went on. He doesn’t want me, and no one else will ever touch me under King Assholes command and I need it! I need some sort of connection with someone before I go absolutely insane!” I said it all in one breath. Now panting for air, trying to read Pinky’s expression, and all I can tell is that he would be amazing at playing poker. He opens his mouth, and shuts it before finally answering me
“Alexis” For one second I see the friend I knew growing up and he actually says my name right. Shits about to get real. “I would love to fuck you till the cows come home. Hell I’ve dreamt of it and I’m honored you even asked, but I can’t fucking look at you without the possibility of eating teeth for it later. Go down the hall and just fucking talk to Sadist or for fucks sake just f.u.c.k him.” He places his hands on either side of my head against the wall and leans into my space taking a breath in through his nose. His green gaze hovering over the hem of my low cut shirt I had to borrow from Bree. Before his eyes come back to mine “Y'all work this shit out so we can all get out from under whatever y’all have had going on for years. Plus he’s high as fuck from all the pain meds Doc forced down his throat, you could fuck him all night if you're into necrophilia. Least then you’d get some.” I roll my eyes and can see this is going nowhere fast.
“Thought you said he didn’t take pain meds.” He adjusts himself then cracks his neck.
“He doesn’t. Doc didn’t give him much of a choice for surgery, and he gave him a shit load of anti-nausea meds they typically give cancer patients to keep things down. So like I said Daddy man is high as a kite. Or was when I left him.” He stands up away from me and starts to go out the door before popping his head back in. “Just a heads up if you're into the whole “Dom” thing, Sadist makes me look like the Easter bunny in comparison. I’m sure you won’t be disappointed.” And then he was gone. Off in search for the girl I’m sure ran for the hills if she knew what was good for her. Singing a little tune as the sounds fades in the distance. “Where? Oh where? Could my little bitch be? Oh where or where can she be? With her eyes so red and her brain so dead. Oh where, oh where can she be?” I could almost imagine him skipping down the hall looking for her. God that man has issues…