Warning : This fictional, fantasy, story, involves HEAVY drug use.
Satan's Slaves MC 04
The next 6 weeks we were both conflicted and confused. We had discussions, we had arguments, we had lots of sex. The club gave us space but kept in touch. It was clever really, they'd thrown the grenade, it had gone off and they waited for the fire to be put out and the rebuilding to be done.
Neither of us was angry we just didn't know if we wanted that life. No that wasn't true, Emily did want that life but was scared as to what it would really entail. I didn't know what I wanted.
Our 19 year old daughter Claire was involved in some of the discussions in a round about way. I mean, we couldn't do the "Yer Claire remember that biker club from that restaurant, well your mum's going to join them as one of their sluts. Yer she'll be doing a load of extra marital fucking. It's all cool.". However that's precisely what I wanted to say.
I wanted the real conversations but we actually didn't know half of what was involved. Also Claire was still impressionable and I wasn't sure this new life for her mum would be good news for her.
And that right there is the real problem. Our society right now has so many rules and regulations. All over the world there's a version of "Do what I say.", be it don't drive your car down this empty quiet road at more than 20 miles per hour. Or you will have that bunch of cells that's growing inside of you. Our choices and our happiness is being controlled more and more tightly. Rules were getting stricter and in my belief more pointless. We are more robots following the rules than free spirited mammals enjoying our brief single existence.
It felt like the club was a way of saying, nope don't care what anyone says you should, or shouldn't do, you do what you want. I liked that a lot. However, that wasn't the world that we lived in. So how did that fit in, how did it survive, how did we allow ourself to get reprogrammed to it and did we actually want that?
In the end our age is what did it. We're both in our mid 40s, we were enjoying life, sort of but the prospect of the MC was where the real excitement came from. And that found Emily and I sitting with Roma in our front room. Emily was dressed in her usual gear, a long skirt and jumper, she was cuddling Romas new baby daughter. We'd been talking for some 30 minutes, asking all sorts of questions, trying to better understand.
When I'd text them and setup this meeting, it was all anonymous replies from them. After we'd said "Emily is ready" we had expected, Ruth, Charlie or even Hose to come by for this. When Roma turned up with two bags and a baby we were surprised to say the least.
"So are you ready to sign?" Roma asked us looking at the ipad on the table. There was a contract on it and apparently a statement that Emily was going to read whilst being recorded. We both looked at each other and Emily nodded first, I smiled at her. Roma saw it "Firstly Emily, take the bag" she tapped it with her foot "it has your uniform in." It was a big bag, there had to be a few versions of her uniform. "Go put one on right now and come back down here. Be quick please."
Ok here it was challenge number one. Claire was here, she was upstairs. She'd already walked through and saw this woman sitting on our sofa with her baby in a car seat dressed in biker gear. She'd nodded at us but walked past. I could only imagine what was going through her head.
Emily stood swiftly, without saying anything she put the baby in the car seat and marched up stairs with the heavy bag. Roma and I made small talk, it was polite and my heart was racing. This was really it, I couldn't get over the fact that Emily would be down here in a few minutes and our lives would start the change.
Roma smirked at me as we heard footsteps on the stairs, we both looked over and yup here came my wifes legs, then her naked thighs, then the jeans mini-skirt, and a finally a jeans vest with interestingly a white t-shirt underneath. She had re-done her hair in a ponytail. Umm she looked good.
She stood between us and looked at Roma.
Roma picked up her mobile and took a picture of my wife standing there. "Spread your legs." she did, she took another picture. "Part of today is some before pictures. We chart the life of everyone that joins, it helps create the family bond." I guess that made sense. "Sit next to Chris and get ready to sign." Emily sat next to me and picked the iPad up. Roma then asked us "So who will be your Mentor, remember that this has to be a two-way agreement?"
We didn't actually know many people yet so the choice was Charlie, Roma or Ruth. The obvious choice was Charlie, we'd already discussed it. Roma fucked that up "Charlie and I have both said no." and she almost burst out laughing.
Emily and I looked at each other, we'd discussed this eventuality also. So were half prepared. "Ruth it is then." and Emily picked her from a drop down list on the document trying to look like it was her decision.
Roma then helped with the next question we were about to ask "You'll notice that permanent allegiance to the club has been set to 90 days." Emily scrolled to find it. "Usually you start with that to so commitment but we've made an exception. So, just sign the document we'll then record the testimony."
Emily took a deep breath, picked the pen off the top and quickly scribbled her name. She then handed it to me and I did the same. We'd seen the document before, they sent it after we'd said the 'ok'. It was a little noddy if I'm honest, data protection, medical, life commitment stuff. I was pretty sure the clauses were either innocent as hell or would never stand up in a court. It was more symbolic than anything else. And that symbolism wasn't lost on either of us, my heart was racing and Emily's hand was shaking. I handed the tablet to Roma, she then signed as a witness.
She was very business like at this stage, and after fiddling a little handed the tablet back to Emily "The front camera is on, you should be able to see yourself. Keep your face in view, press the red button and ready the statement as it scrolls. Take your time we have hours if needed."
Emily then shook her head a little as if looking in a mirror, which I guess it was. She held the tablet a little higher and pressed the screen and read "Hi I'm Emily Hammer, today is the seconds of April 2022." she took a breath "I am of sound mind and body and from this day forth will serve Satans Slaves Motor Cycle club as one of their sluts." god this was hotter than I thought it would be.
I watched Emilys chest rise and fall as she continued "I will report to the Nottingham and Birmingham chapters but available to any club member whilst the club deems me worthy." another quick breather, she was starting to shake a little, I think she'd just pre-read what was next.
"I understand that as a slut for the Motor Cycle club I will be expected to surrender my body to their control and use, whilst the club deem me worthy." another quick breather and she pre-read the next bit. She put the tablet down. "Oh god really, oh god." I didn't know what it was she'd read.
Roma leaned forward, she put her hand on Emily's bare knee and smiled at her. "It's ok Emily we've all read it ourselves. It's a shock, no one goes through it first time. Take your time, you need to start from the beginning we much have it as one take. Just hit the stop button and then start again. When you're ready." And she sat back in the chair.
Emily steeled herself and tried again.
She failed at the same part.
Roma leaded in again, "I know how to help with this if you want?"
"Yes please" Emily responded without even asking asking how.
