Chapter 148


    Book 3 - Ch. 148: Pictures Tell All


    JUDE POV


    It is good getting my mind off shit while Jace and I get to nning the details to that Nessa bitch’s downfall.


    Between my rtionship with Beth and my fucked up mixed feelings for E, I need to have my mind on


    something else. Once we are done nning, Jace puts on the game, and we order takeout to be delivered.


    E 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 nkets 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 yroom. Jace is too into the game, so he nods


    at me to go check on E, which is fine by me; I think the game is a bit boring. My team isn’t ying, so I’m not


    as invested in it as he is. I walk down the hall and can hear the cuffs nking 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 toe 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.”N?velDrama.Org owns this.


    “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 ying 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.


    The thought of watching E dry hump a pillow right in front of me for punishment is too much. I’ve got


    the worst case of blue 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 Ees


    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 E 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 ising, 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 ce


    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 ce 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 can hold my attention long enough to be able to get to my cock, and I don’t


    think I have to say their names. Even thinking of our pet at home isn''t really doing anything for me any


    longer.


    “As much as I would love nothing more than to apany a beautiful woman such as yourself, I’m


    afraid I’m unavable, 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 ofdies 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 iing 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 ce 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 himpany 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 hisp, 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 momentter I’m epting 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...”