Page 52 of Dozer (Rolling Thunder MC #14)

Chapter 52

Daisy

Wedding plans were coming right along, and I was beyond shocked when my mom invited me to New York for a shopping trip to buy my dress. She wanted to pay for it, and she offered to send the family’s private jet to pick me up.

But Gen was taking me and several of the other ol’ladies to Atlanta. I already had special plans to shop for my dress.

I stepped carefully because mom seemed to be trying. I didn’t trust her not to have ulterior motives, but without knowing for certain, it didn’t feel right to decline without an explanation.

“I’ve made friends here, Mom, and one of them has arranged for a driver to take us to Atlanta to shop for my dress, and we’re all going to buy kickass outfits to wear that night, too. We have reservations to eat at a super-nice restaurant, and then we’re going to this rave kind of thing, with live music and dancing. Some of the women from the Atlanta chapter are going to it with us, too. We’ll end up at the Rolling Thunder Bar in Atlanta, and then Bud, the president, has invited us all to stay at his house that night. He’ll feed us breakfast the next morning, and then our driver will take us all home. The MC has a huge SUV that seats nine people, but with the driver plus another bodyguard, that’s only seven of us, so we might get a limo.”

I took a breath and made a decision. I didn’t think Master would be upset with me, but if he was, I’d take whatever punishment he thought appropriate. I really thought he’d be okay with this, though. Plus, I didn’t think she’d come. The optics of spending the day with a bunch of bikers’ ol’ladies must be considered, after all. Still, I put it out there. “Maybe you can fly down and join us? I mean, I don’t think you’ll want to go to the rave, but the shopping trip and then the restaurant?”

“I wanted to spend the day with my daughter, getting to know you again.” It sounded like she was explaining why she wasn’t coming, but then she said, “It isn’t what I’d hoped for, but I would very much like to meet your new friends, so thank you for the invitation. Text me the date, and the day’s itinerary, and I’ll make arrangements to fly down and have someone bring me to you for the shopping trip.”

“I’ll make sure there’s enough room in our vehicle so you can travel with us between places. I’m glad you’re coming, Mom.”

Dozer is almost always around when I talk to my parents, but he’d gotten a text and had to leave right away. I always worried when he got called away unexpectedly and he only told me, “Club business,” before he went tearing away on one of his bikes.

I wrote him a note on the whiteboard in the kitchen before I went to bed.

I invited my mom to go shopping with us in Atlanta. Gen knows and is good with it. Kind of a long story and I’ll explain the whole thing, but I wanted to give you a heads up, so I’m sure we remember to talk about it in the morning. I love you, Husband.

It’d become kind of a thing for me to call him Husband instead of Master around people. Not for every sentence, but the important ones.

When he rolled me to the side, lifted my leg, and jammed his lubed dick in my ass, I looked at the clock to see it was 4:39 in the morning. Seven minutes later, he finished and insert a plug, to keep me from leaking, but also just because he likes me to be plugged most of the time — especially after he’s come inside me.

“I reset your alarm for nine forty-five. Neither of us are going to the restaurant tomorrow. Today. Go back to sleep, little flower.”

“Yes, Master. I’m glad you’re safe.”

“I’m hard to hurt, but we’ll talk more about that tomorrow evening. Do you need to use the restroom before I lock you in?”

“Yes, Master. May I, please?’

“You may.”

I need permission to go to the bathroom in his presence. I can use the toilet whenever I want when he isn’t home, but I’d been asleep since around eleven, so I should try to go again.

When I returned, he locked my left ankle cuff to the bottom of the bed. I’d be able to twist and turn as much as I wanted, but I wouldn’t leave the bed until he unlocked me. Is it crazy that I slept better, knowing I was locked to the bed with my Master beside me?