NovelEnglishBook 3 - Ch. 148: Pictures Tell All
JUDE POV
It is good getting my mind off shit while Jace and I get to planning the details to that Nessa bitch’s downfall. Between my relationship with
Beth and my fucked up mixed feelings for Ella, I need to have my mind on something else. Once we are done planning, Jace puts on the
game, and we order takeout to be delivered. Ella sleeps for quite a while, but then again, I probably would too if I worked myself up trying
to climax with only a pillow and blankets to hump.
The footage that Lil’ D brings up on his phone is amusing to watch, but it is also hot as fuck. I literally have to excuse myself and go use
the restroom to rub one off after watching her grind that fucking pussy against the lucky pillow. Of course, she will have to be punished for
disobeying our instructions but for now, we let her sleep.
We are an hour into the game when we hear movement in the playroom. Jace is too into the game, so he nods at me to go check on Ella,
which is fine by me; I think the game is a bit boring. My team isn’t playing, so I’m not as invested in it as he is. I walk down the hall and
can hear the cuffs clanking against the bars to the cage. A slight smile curves my face as I remember the picture of her dry humping the
pillow; Precious is definitely something else.
“Hey sweet girl, are you ready to come out and have something to eat?”
“Yes please, Master Jude.” Her voice is small and sounds far away from where I’m standing by the door.
Padding over to the bed, I squat and look inside the cage. The pillow she used has been moved, and she’s looking at me with innocent
blue eyes, “Did you sleep well?”
“I did, Master Jude, thank you.”
“You must have worked yourself up, huh?” I grin as I uncuff her and then open up the door.
“I think all the edging is what wore me out, Master Jude.”
“I see. Maybe we should see to your pleasure, since we tortured you so much earlier.” I can’t help but tease her. I’m not giving anything
up, I’ll let Jace have the honors of doing that.
“That’s okay, Master Jude, I’m good.” She has the audacity to smile up at me sweetly.
“But you must be hurting for release, are you not?” I take her hand and help her to stand.
“Nope, I must have slept it off, but thank you for offering, Master Jude.” She runs into the bathroom while I head back out to the
living room to inform Jace of his little vixen.
“So, she is playing it off as though she didn’t fuck the pillow?” He snickers, “Well, I believe I’ll have her show us just how she did
it. He points to the floor in front of the television where he’s arranged some throw pillows.
balls and a blow job isn’t going to cut it. “Uh, I think I’m going to step out for a bit, give you two a little alone time.”
“Jude, you don’t have to leave...”
“Yeah, I do. I’m just gonna go grab a beer or two down at the
sports bar down the road. You do what you have to do.” I grab my wallet and phone just as Ella comes down the hall, still butt
ass naked, “See you after a bit.” My jaw is clenched as tight as my balls are as I say goodbye and walk out the door.
I decide to call Beth on my way to the bar since it’s about two blocks away. Her phone rings about five times before it goes to
voicemail, “Hey baby. I just thought I’d call and see how things are going. I’m headed to a bar down the road to give Jace and
Ella some time alone. Call me when you get this, I love you, baby.” Hanging up, I sigh. It isn’t really like her not to answer when I
call, but maybe she’s in the shower. Looking at the time, I realize that it is about the time she usually gets ready for bed.
Before I realize it, I’m already at the bar. I go in and order a beer and then take a seat on a stool furthest from everybody else
and then I just keep to myself. I do a little digging on the Jacobs as I sit here with nothing else to do. Mayor Donovan Jacobs,
married to Kimberly Michelson-Jacobs, two grown kids, a twenty-five-year- old son, Trevor, and a twenty-two-year-old daughter,
Vanessa Jacobs. The bitch is hot, I have to give her that. What I wouldn’t do to be able to torture her until she cries, begging for
mercy, yet finding none.
A loudmouth drunk starts rambling on about how the president is screwing things up again as he watches one of the television
screens. Fucking politics, I tell you! The drunk reminds me of my old man, almost looks like him too, with shaggy graying hair
and a day-old beard. His eyes are bloodshot because he’s probably been drinking since three or four this afternoon, and it’s
already going on nine at night. He’s wearing a wedding band, which tells me that a poor woman is most likely waiting up for him
so she can reheat his dinner, but then it tastes like shit because it’s been reheated. He will probably shove it to the floor and then
shove her down to clean his mess up, or he will beat her into submission. The other alternative, and this one is one I’ve
experienced, is that he will get home and his wife will either be drunk herself or shooting up just so she can take the beating that
she knows is coming, all because her husband doesn’t know how to go to his AA meetings..
Yeah, I’m pretty sure those two scenarios sum it up, “Well, hello there handsome. I’ve never seen you in here before.” I turn
around a little more on my stool and a gorgeous dark-skinned woman stares back at me.
I grin, “That’s because this is my first time being in here. What is a pretty girl like you doing in a place like this? You look too good
to be here.”
“I’d say the same about you, too. How about we both get out of here and find a place more...suitable?” She runs her tongue over
her luscious lips before biting the bottom one.
The woman is hot, no doubt, but she’s not doing anything for me. For some reason, these days, there are only two woman that
pet at home isn't really doing anything for me any longer.
“As much as I would love nothing more than to accompany a beautiful woman such as yourself, I’m afraid I’m unavailable,
sweetheart.” I give her my gleaming white smile that the women love.
“Well, whoever she is, she sure is lucky. You have yourself a wonderful night...”
“Jude...the name’s Jude.” “Mm, hot as sin with a name to match.” She bites her lip once more, "I’d get on my knees and praise
you any day!" She then turns away, only looking back once more before joining her friends over by the pool tables.
I nod at the bartender, “Give that group of ladies a round on me, will you?”
“Will do.”
I watch as the guy makes a few fruity drinks, along with some shots of whiskey and then carries the tray over to the group. I wait
for the woman to look up at me and I hold up my beer bottle and smile. She returns the smile and then shoots the whiskey. Ah, if
I wasn’t taken, she’d be a woman after my own heart.
My phone buzzes with an incoming text message and I check it to see that it’s Riku from the Training Center. I frown a little
because I thought he had some kind of special thing going on tonight. Riku belongs to some Japanese club that travels around
teaching the Shibari technique and there is some awards ceremony for that taking place tonight. This text can only mean two
things, he’s either bored out of his mind or he’s sending me a picture of a hot chick he’s found to keep him company for the night.
I grin and shake my head as I tap on the attachment. Once my eyes focus on the picture, my smile begins to drop. Is this some kind of
joke? I quickly dial his number and he answers on the first ring, “ Jude, I’m sorry.”
“What the fuck is going on, Riku? Where are you?”
“Well, me and a few others got bored with the awards ceremony
and wandered over to the hotel bar, and that’s when I saw her. She hasn’t seen me yet, but she’s all over him and I’m not saying it like it’s
a D/s thing. It looks like they are on a date or something.”
I’m seeing red at the moment, and so I take myself outside and look at the picture again. I didn’t notice the first time but now I see it. She’s
at the fucking hotel that she works at, and she’s with her fucking boss! Not only that, but the picture also has her straddling his lap, making
out with the asshole!
“Jude!” I hear Riku call my name through the speaker.
“I’m here,” I say, “Do me a favor, will you?”
“Of course.”
“Video call me and then hand your phone to a friend and have him take it to her.”
“Jude, are you sure?” My friend sounds concern, but he should feel better knowing that I’m all the way across the country and can’t get my
hands on that piece of shit.
“One hundred fucking perfect positive.” I state.
“Okay, give me a minute.” He hangs up and a moment later I’m accepting a video call from him, “Here we go...”
I see him pass his phone to a friend and then next thing I know, I hear his friend talking to Beth, “Excuse me miss, you have a call.”
He then holds the screen up in front of them both and Beth’s smile drops immediately, “Hello, Beth...”
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