Chapter 26

*IRIS*

He was looking at me like I was sick or something. "Who is Ivy?" I asked again. I heard her name mentioned when all this started and I wanted to know who she was. Why she had something to do with all of this? "She was my last sub before I moved out of the city." He said subconsciously looking around the room. She must have been here with him at some point. "Is that who sent me the note?" I asked quietly feeling like I was interrupting his memory. "No, it wasn't Ivy," he said with a sudden look of sadness on his face. "Are you sure? The message sounded like it came from a woman?" I said, thinking the message sounded very personal. "I can tell you for certain, your note didn't come from Ivy Sweetheart." This time he had a stoic look on his face. "Okay," I said softly deciding not to push it any further. I watched his emotions unfold before my eyes. He changed from stoic to sad and then suddenly he was angry. "The man I put in prison before I decided to come teach ran a club, The Punisher. Ivy was a worker at his club, but he treated his workers like slaves. I swear to you I didn't know this when I started going there. I knew he had some girls working in the club. It was supposed to be a regular BDSM club like you were heading to tonight, but it wasn't. Ivy was my first interaction there. When I realized he had been running the club dirty, I convinced her to come be my sub. Now when I tell you I noticed, I didn't know the extent of what he was doing down there. I just knew I didn't want Ivy to have to be a public submissive anymore. Once she became my Sub I made a rule to protect her from that place. Then she started telling me the stories of what the leader would do to them. It made me sick. I wanted to save her Iris. I couldn't." he took another deep breath and laid his head in his hands. He seemed so distressed that I didnt know what to say. I couldn't figure out if she was alive or not, and I didn't want to ask. I stood up and walked over to him placing my hand on his back. "I understand Ryker. I am sorry you couldn't save her." I said softly leaning down and pressing my body against his back. I thought I heard him sniffle, but when He looked up I couldn't see any tears. "He is in prison now. I came to the city to see who could be bothering you like this." He reached up and touched my cheek. "I know you did." I smiled.

He sat there staring at me for a while before standing up as well. "When do you need to go back?" he asked pulling me towards another big room with a sectional and a huge T.V. "I have class in the morning. Starting a new week. I don't know who will run the class, my professor is on Vacation." I said smiling and shrugging my shoulders. "Skinnle." He said pulling me down beside him. "If I can get you the teacher's notes, would you stay here with me for the night?" He asked smirking at me and twiddling his thumbs innocently. "I think I can pull that off," I said winking at him. He grabbed me and pulled me to his lips. "Thank you, Iris," he said when he pulled away. He sent out a text to Deacon telling him he could go home, but he said he would stay with the outside security. He decided he wasn't going to leave my side until we knew what was going on with the letter and the fire. I made him promise he would leave long enough to shower, and see his lady. He promised he would. "Do you think the fire had something to do with me?" I asked after he sat down on his phone. He looked at me with a flash of something I didn't recognize, was it fear? "I don't know to be honest sweet Iris, but as soon as they know, I will." That matter-of-fact confidence ultimately puts my worries at ease. Why he could do that was beyond me. I have never met someone who could calm my fears like he just did. I was stunned. "What's wrong Iris?" He asked bringing me out of my daze. "Nothing is wrong. Everything is perfect." I said dodging the question. "Hmmph." He made a noise that sounded like Eeyore, before turning on the T.V. and looking up a horror movie. "I didn't know you were a fan?" I said pointing towards the television. He laughed and shook his head no. "Not a fan, but I am hoping you will get closer each time you are afraid." He winked. I giggled telling him I didn't think I could get any closer. He assured me I could. It was nice to sit there, close to him, trying to forget whatever was looming in the distance.

I woke up to complete darkness, startled, before realizing I had fallen asleep. I heard a deep breathing above me telling me that Ryker had also dozed off. We didn't mean to sleep but it was nice to get some good rest. I scooted closer to him, proving that I could gain more inches. I closed my eyes and listened to the silence and breathing. After about 20 minutes, I still couldn't relax enough to drift back off, so I decided to explore the house some. I had never been here before after all. I slowly moved out of my spot and quietly tip-toed out of the room. I came to a hallway and just slowly walked through the darkness. There was a dim light coming from the room I think is the bathroom if I remember correctly from what he told me earlier. When I walked in, it was very clean considering Deacon told me he hasn't stayed here since he moved to Long Beach. The lights were very bright when I flipped the switch which immediately made my eyes catch fire. I had to cover them as I used the facilities and washed my hands. Making sure I left it as clean as I found it, I shut off the light from hell and walked back towards the hallway. The first door I came to, when I went in, was pitch black. I ran my hand down the smooth cold wall looking for a switch. I found a knob, which when turned, emitted a black light. Looking around I saw equipment, shelves, and different chained and strapped things from the walls. The room smelled sweet, like candy, but had hints of disinfectant and bleach. I turned the light as bright as it would go and started to inspect the equipment further. An X on the wall had straps on the top and bottom with cuffs. I would assume some sort of sex dungeon. I walked over to one of the drawers, but a whisper behind me stopped me in my tracks. "Good morning, Iris." I turned around slowly to see Ryker leaning against the entrance. I smiled and walked towards him. "I was snooping," I said shrugging my shoulders. Might as well fess up, I was caught. He didn't speak immediately which made me nervous. "I'm sorry." I muttered softly before I reached him. He smiled shaking his head, "No need to be sorry sweet girl. I just haven't been in here.." he paused but I knew what he was trying to get out. "You mean since Ivy." I reached my hand out to touch his arm.

He nodded at me and pulled me into him. He took a deep breath in before spinning me around and walking me back into the room. "I wanted to show you this room. I just wasn't sure you would want to see it sweet Iris." He said before walking away from me. I watched as he ran his fingers down the side of a plank beside the bed. This one looked like you could spin someone in complete circles on it. I took a deep breath in. The room wasn't red, and it wasn't lined in leather and lace. It had a dim light in it and white walls. and silver and black everywhere. The bed was made of black metal. There were black rails all around it. When I looked up he had some chains hanging from the rails at the top. "Chains?" I asked nervously. He nodded and licked his lips. I knew he was imagining chaining me to the bed. Even though it seemed to give me an ounce of fear seeing this equipment, it was overpowered by intense excitement and curiosity. I bit my lip so hard I thought it might bleed. "You like it don't you baby girl? The room, the smell, the tools. Your imagination is going wild, is it not?" I looked up at him feeling the warmth on my face that could barely compete with the warmth between my legs. I nodded and looked down to the floor. "Oh fuck my sweet girl. You make me want to bend you over this bed right now." I took a deep breath again, for some reason I was hyper-aware of my breathing rhythm. "Yes, Daddy," I said almost puking it out with my nerves. I know it came out as more of a whisper. He looked at me and smiled walking closer to me. "Say it again, louder." His voice was deep now and I could hear his dominant voice coming out. When a started ringing in his pocket, he silenced it and threw it on one of the dressers. He ran his hand down my body, and without restraints, spankings, or any material in the room, he completely fulfilled me.

While we were tangled together his phone rang a few more times. After we got dressed, he kissed my forehead. "I promise baby I will bring you in here to possess you later." Strangely, I couldn't wait. He picked up his phone while he was talking and it completely silenced him. "We have to go." He said, worry covering his face. "What's wrong Ryker?" I said startled by his demeanor change. "Deacon, Someone ran him off the road!"