Never thought I’d want one of my girls to be property. – IsaacThe group had moved inside the clubhouse and were sitting at some tables pulled together in the bar. Tensions were still high. But they had all relaxed. At least no one was currently plotting to kill anyone else. Every time the front door opened, Tank and Ink looked for Evie. Finally, she walked into the bar holding her dad’s hand. Unable to contain themselves, they both rushed to her.Isaac stepped out of the way as they both hugged and kissed her. He stepped away from his daughter and towards the Renegades. “Reed.” Her father said. Reed nodded before leaving. It was not long before he returned with a flat black box about twelve inches square. Sitting back down at the table, he passed the box to Isaac. “Eves,” Isaac said with his voice cracking. “We need to talk. Bring your men.”Tank wrapped an arm around her waist and Ink still held her hand as they approached the table. When they sat down in chairs next to each oth
You made them happy. Even if you never wear it again, remember how much they loved you. – ReedIsaac kissed his daughter on her forehead and then pushed her back towards her men. Isaac turned and picked up the box off the table. Aa he handed it over he met both men’s eyes before releasing the box. “If you decide to put a ring on her finger, let me know. I’d like to walk one of my daughters down the aisle.” He sighed. "They have a tendency to elope."Evie smiled as she ducked her head. “We will.” Tank said as Ink nodded accepting the box. He removed the lid and they looked at the collar inside. There was a semicircular solid piece of silver that was about a half inch around with a two key lock in the middle. The rest of the collar was three braided fine silver chains. On the chains were two small golden hearts that were free to move about. There were two silver chains that could be attached to the back. They would hang to just above her bra line, peeking out from beneath her hair.
A guy approached me and tried to dominate me. I tied him to a cross and showed him who was boss. I think I’ll marry him. – TammieLaw was the last one through the door at Chainz. He insisted that he was not in the lifestyle. Had never taken a sub, nor had he ever been dominated. But he stayed up to date with his tests and never let his membership lapse.He didn’t participate. But he did enjoy a good scene from time to time. As long as it wasn’t his parents or sisters. All of his sisters, except for Evie, were dominates. Even Cassie who was a switch was more dominate than submissive. Maybe it was because he had grown up around it that it still held his interest. Just not enough to do more than watch. He had taken advantage of some company at Demons in Austin. And when he wanted to do something more than vanilla, the women were always willing. That was the majority of the time. He liked it rough and hard. But he wanted a very active partner. He didn’t like for them to be tied. On occ
I have a hall pass and not afraid to use it. – RoscoeSunday afternoon the Renegades sat in the Saints bar with several Saints and bunnies. The bunny that Evie had approved for Roscoe sat in his lap looking at his cut with a look of confusion. “What’s wrong?” Roscoe asked the blonde. She was tall and skinny, with a tiny waist and large implant breasts. She wore a short black skirt, a skimpy red top and black heels. He told her to leave everything else off. It was just in his way. She turned her deep brown eyes toward him. Her blonde was from a bottle and her dark roots were beginning to show. He thought that she would look better with her natural brown hair against her olive skin, and had even told him so. She had just smiled with those full red lips and told him that wasn’t what men expected with club bunnies. He got the same response when he suggested toning down the dark makeup. With a quizzical look, she stated, “You don’t have names.”“Sure, we do. And you sure as hell knew h
St. Valentine. Patron Saint of love. You realize that we’re celebrating his execution, right? – Priscilla“Miss Lowery, I do like your paper on St. Valentine.” Evie said as a way of starting her last class of the day. “Very detailed information on his execution.”“Sorry, Miss. I was a little upset when I wrote it.” Priscilla explained. She didn’t want to admit that she was upset with one of the guys in class. He had asked her out and she had mistakenly thought that he was interested in her. When he pulled into a seedy motel for their date, Priscilla knew that she had been wrong about him. She had excused herself to the bathroom and called Camille. Ten minutes later, Athos had arrived at the door with Trevor, Tank and Molly. She had gone home, embarrassed and upset, and wrote her paper. The Saints never touched him. They didn’t have to. Tank knew the boys father and he arrived shortly after them. The door opened and the musketeers walked in. “Sorry, Miss, newspaper.” They all three
Everything is bigger in Texas. Except for the Tomlinson women. They are fun size. – Thomas“Over here.” Roscoe called as Tank crawled out of the small Cessna. “Fuck that’s small.” Tank grumbled as he stretched and Ink crawled out behind him.“Next time we take a C-130.” Ink stretched and then grabbed Evie around her waist and helped her out.Ink still had his hands on her as Tank removed the noise canceling headphones and blind fold. It took a moment for her eyes to adjust.“You brought me home.” She whispered as tears filled her eyes.Ink brushed her hair back. “We did.”“Well, Athos was right.”“What was my brother right about?” Tank asked as he imitated the motion. “He found out that the family has strip clubs and asked that if I didn’t marry you, if I would marry him.” She caressed his cheek before doing the same to Ink. “But he said after I found out where ya’ll were taking me, no one else would have a chance.”“Don’t make me have to kill my brother.” Tank requested. “He could
I promise we don’t bite. Well, I don’t. – DixieTank and Ink were sitting at a table with Roscoe, Reed and a few other Renegades while Evie played darts with Jack. He was only a few years older than her and extremely handsome. At first, they were both leery about her going off with a man from her past.Evie smiled at her men before kissing them both. “I’m the right make, but the wrong model for Jack. Besides, he could never fill me like you two do.”After a few more kisses, she had gone over to the dart boards and played a game. Whenever Jack would start to get the upper hand, they could hear her say something. He would miss completely and her laughter would float across the room. “That’s got to be the most beautiful thing I’ve heard in years.” Dale, an old Hispanic man wearing a Dallas Cowboys t-shirt under his cut, said with a smile. “You two made our girl happy again.”“She makes us happy too.” Ink said as they both smiled at her as Jack gave her a death glare. She threw her last
She killed my son. She led him into a life of sin and killed him. – JoyEvie took Tank and Ink around Austin on Saturday. They had their picture taken in front of street art, the state capital, governor’s mansion and various statues. Had street tacos, local draft beers, Bar-B-Q and fruiteria. She took turns riding with both of them. They held hands and exchanged light kisses.Abiding by Roscoe’s request, they wore the Renegades cuts. They both felt more comfortable as Saints, but with the wide berth and respect they received, they understood why it was requested.They met her sister and her family at a park. Tank surprised her family with his tenderness and willingness to play with the kids. And not just the twin toddlers, but the infant triplets also. Ink was patient as he explained every visible tattoo. Sometimes multiple times.Their parents joined them and were also impressed. After an hour or so, Ink kissed Evie’s cheek and said he’d be right back. About five minutes later, he re