Sharing Freedom (6 page)

“Yeah, well let’s just say I was not the most popular girl in the town. I was more
like invisible, only people talked to me if they wanted something. My father was
the worst. I mean I could go days without talking to him and then suddenly I was
his favorite person,” Freedom said miserably. She sounded fucking pathetic and she
knew it. If she was going to get them to help her, she was going to have to give
them something more than just this sad story. She needed them to know she was more
than ready to become a part of something like the club. She as sick and tired of
being a fucking doormat, her father obviously thought she was one, ordering her to
just go along with what he wanted. No more, she was going to show them she was something
worth their troubles; she would be able to handle the life style.

“Free,” Poke said slowly. “We can help you without you joining the club,” the man
said honestly. He was going to make her cry with how sweet the gruff handsome man
talked to her.

“You don’t get it,” Freedom said. “This last week here has been the best of my life.”

“Stripping for men has been the best week of your life? Honey, I think your priorities
are a little fucked up.” Easy snorted and she turned and glared at him.

“No, you bastard,” Freedom said hotly and Easy raised an eyebrow at her.

“Excuse me?” Easy said.

“Stop being an asshole for one minute, please,” she said frustrated and looked him
in the eye and continued. “It isn’t the stripping, hell, I’m not even that good at
it. It isn’t the job, it is the
people
. I feel like they accept me for who I am. I don’t have to worry about what they
are going to want from me.”

The men were silent and then Easy said, “You should be worried about what the men
here want from you, damn it. What Poke and I want from you.” Easy growled dangerously
and Freedom shivered a little and looked at the two men before wetting her lips.
She noticed both of the men’s gazes were drawn to her lips, and she froze.

“Babe,” Poke groaned and then shook his head. “Listen, we will talk to the guys and
protect you. You don’t have to join the club just for that.”

Freedom rolled her eyes. “Poke, I may be inexperienced but I am not stupid. I think
I know what women that belong to the club are expected to do.”

“Really?” Easy said and leaned back. “So if I told you to get on your knees and suck
my cock you would?”

Freedom felt her eyes widen, she hadn’t expected him to ask her for anything tonight.
She still needed to talk to Shady about it. She was a damn virgin and really needed
help. She wanted Poke and Easy more than she had ever wanted a man before.

Easy grabbed her so fast she was dizzy from the sudden movement. Freedom gasped a
second before his lips slammed down on hers. She had been kissed before—a lot of
times—but nothing like this. This wasn’t a kiss, this was a statement, she understood
it as soon as he put his lips on hers. This is what she was to expect. These men
took what they wanted without excuse.

Easy wasn’t smooth or soft. He was commanding and demanding—if truth be told, it
excited her a little as well. She could feel his desire and felt her own rise. His
tongue pushed through her lips, sweeping and discovering her taste. She moaned into
his mouth and then felt Poke move to her back and pull her hair to the side and kiss
her neck.

The men moved their hands over her, moving her until she was sandwiched between them.
She felt the tug on her tank top, lowering it until Easy pulled back and dove to her
nipples, not giving her a chance to think; he was sucking them and teasing them with
his tongue. Poke turned her head, kissing her. His lips were just as demanding but
softer. He teased her mouth until she opened her lips freely.

They were driving her insane
. The dual sensations were like nothing she had ever experienced. Just as swiftly
as he had pulled her to him, Easy slid to the floor. Later she would be amazed at
how graceful the large man moved.

He tugged at her jeans and she was about to protest, but Poke took over, teasing her
nipples with his hands while continuing to make her thoughts hazy by kissing her.
She heard Easy talking to Poke and she shivered at the lust soaked tone of his voice.
Her jeans were stripped away as he spread her legs wide.

“Poke, have you ever seen a fucking wetter cunt? She is dripping. She likes this,
she wants it,” Easy growled.

Poke moaned as she wrapped her arms around him, straining to get closer, not wanting
Easy to stop talking like he was, she was surprised how it turned her on.

She felt the tug on her panties and then gasped when Easy tore them from her body.
Freedom pulled back and watched as Easy grinned and stuffed the torn lace in his front
shirt pocket. Then he leered at her, bent closer to her pussy, and took a deep breath.

“Oh, man, she smells like fucking sunshine, let’s see if she tastes as good,” Easy
murmured and Poke grinned down at her and continued to play with her nipples.

“I love these tits, they are beggin’ me to fuckin’ suck them into my mouth to have
a taste,” Poke said and she groaned as he did just what he said.

Her head laid against the back of the couch as the two men feasted on her body. She
was on fire, feeling things she never thought she would feel with a man. Her previous
boyfriends had been lackluster at best. They didn’t set off the need that these two
men did. She had no idea what the hell was wrong with her, she liked having the two
men touch her, play her body like a violin.

Easy swiped his tongue up her slit, licking her until she was writhing beneath him,
she had never felt anything like this. When he paused at the top of her pussy, she
held her breath. She felt his fingers pull her apart and then she looked down at
him as he grinned.
Weird
.

“Perfect little clit, baby,” he whispered and then sucked it in his mouth. Freedom
bowed off the couch, pushing her breast into Poke’s hand and mouth, while also pushing
her pussy into Easy’s mouth. He was relentless, holding her clit between his teeth
and flicking his tongue over and over until she was ready to scream.

“Fuck yeah, baby girl,” Poke murmured against her nipple. “She is fucking shaking
she wants to come so bad, Easy.”

Something in her snapped as she felt them owning her body, she wanted more, she wanted
them to stop playing around and fuck her. She wanted to feel their cocks, she didn’t
care anymore if she was a virgin or not. This was a turning point for her. She was
becoming something she never thought she would be, a demanding wanton woman.

“Please,” Freedom cried loudly. She didn’t even care how loud she had become. Demanding
they let her come as she grabbed both of their heads and held them where she wanted
them to be.

When she came, Freedom screamed both of their names, praising them for giving her
such an amazing release. And just like that both of the men released her. Freedom
laid on the couch half naked with two men towering over her. She wanted to raise
her arms and have them cuddle with her as her body shook and came down from the orgasm
they provided her. But when she saw the look on their faces, she froze.

“Get dressed,” Easy ordered. Freedom flinched at his voice.

“Come on, baby girl,” Poke said smoothly and handed her the jeans they had just ripped
of her body.

Freedom nodded. Not sure where to look, instead she put her head down and busied
herself with her clothes as they watched her with hooded eyes. When she was done,
she stood with her hands at her sides and finally looked up at Easy. The passionate
man who had been with her moments ago was gone, and the cold, unfeeling biker she
had come to recognize and even want was standing before her. Poke was tense, she
could see him wrestling with something but he remained silent and let Easy handle
the conversation.

“I'll talk to Creed about you joining. For now, you will keep your mouth shut, your
eyes open. From this moment, you are a probate Bitch, which means you live off the
club, but will come to the house when we ask. Before you are allowed over, you will
have to prove to the guys your loyalty and that you are serious about this. If they
want something, you do it. Don’t care what it is, you feel me?” Easy said and Freedom
paused and then nodded slowly.

She didn’t want anyone to touch her but these two men, but if she wanted to be protected,
and see where this led, she was going to do it. With a determined look on her face,
she looked up at him and finally answered.

“Yes, I understand,” she said firmly.

“You get what I am saying, babe? Because once you start down this road, there is
no going back. Once a Bitch always a Bitch, and none of the guys are gonna give a
shit if you hesitate,” Easy growled and narrowed his eyes.

Freedom swallowed and looked at him with the same determined looked and nodded. “I
get it.”

“Fine. Get your ass out of here, we will let you know.” Easy nodded briskly and
walked to the bar, calling over his shoulder, “Send Trick in here, would ya?”

Freedom frowned but then nodded and put her shoulders back and walked to the door.
She couldn’t help but be jealous, however, she knew neither of them cared. And she
refused to let them see the hurt they caused her. With a deep breath she pulled open
the door and cast a last look to the men who were standing at the bar relaxing. She
would do what they wanted.

*****

“You gonna let Creed know she is open?” Poke asked when he heard the click of the
lock.

“”Fuck.” Easy groaned and ran a hand down his face. “We didn't want this, man.
I figured when we went at her, she would turn tail and run. But no, not that little
hot ass, she fell right in with us."

"You think she could be playing us? Maybe she will be like that with the others too."
Poke wasn't sure if he was ready to put a claim in. 'Cause once they put it out there,
there was no going back.

"She is ours and no one elses. But we will hold off, see if that is what she wants.
Because, brother, just the taste of her set my blood pumping to my dick. I can't
imagine what sinking into her pussy would feel like, other than being dangerous for
either of us. We may never want to leave that spot.”

"Well fuck, so we don't threaten the others about touching her?" Poke asked.

"Yeah, they're never going to let us live it down. She just won't know we are giving
her time to settle in and get used to how it works around here," Easy shook his head,
they were fucked but he would not go down without a fight. Giving her time, when
they had always went for what they wanted.
Oh, how the mighty having fallen.

“Good, so we tell them she is a probate but for us only?” Poke said.

“Yep, those bastards can fuck off if they think they are going to touch her first,”
Easy said firmly. They may not want to keep her, but they would be the first to slide
between her thighs. The door open and Trick walked in with a smirk.

“You boys ready for a real woman?” Trick teased and started to undress.

“Fuck no, had one already.” Poke laughed. “Get Creed and Shady and have them meet
us in here. We are out of Jamieson, make sure you stock this better next time.”

Trick frowned and looked at the two men then growled and walked out the door, slamming
it hard.

“Pill, if you grab my ass one more time I am gonna have a problem,” Free said to the
old biker who was staring at her ass and grinning.

“Ahh, Free, come on,” Pill moaned. He was one of the oldest members of the club.
His streaked black and silver hair made him just as sexy as the others
, she thought. She knew he was retired military, because Pill liked to talk. He
had introduced himself and all of the other members in the place over the last few
weeks. He said she reminded him of the first woman he fell in love with.

“Hey, Pill,” Kink yelled from across the room. “You tell her how you got your name?”

“Fuck no,” Pill said, his face turning a little red.

Free turned and looked at the man with a grin and said loudly so the others could
hear her. “I know, he kept knocking up his old lady when she was on the pill. That’s
why his hand is the closest he is gonna get to me. Besides, Grace would gut me if
she caught him doing anything besides touching.”

“You fuckers,” Pill bellowed when the guys all began hooting and hollering. “Come
on, Free, Grace don’t care.”

Freedom walked away shaking her head, she knew Pill would never do that to Grace,
but he did like to touch. Over the last two weeks, it had become easier to work at
Bitches. Freedom thought about quitting and going home after that first day here,
but she didn’t have a choice. So in order to stay safe, she had adapted. She had
joined the club as a probate, the guys all knew and so far had kept their distance.
Sometimes when she walked by one, getting a little close, they smiled at her and then
looked around as if someone was watching them. Not like she wanted to fuck every
one of them but she was starting to get a complex, since she expected once it was
announced that she was open, the demands on her would grow. Freedom had been curious
about it, but she didn’t want to ask. She didn't want to draw unnecessary attention
to her.

As she approached the bar, Rock, who was on duty today, he grinned and pointed to
the table where the older guys were sitting.

“They coppin' a feel again?” Rock laughed.

“Course they are, wouldn’t be a day unless Pill copped a feel.” Free laughed.

“Feeling more at home around here I see, I guess being a Bitch is working out for
you,” Rock said easily as he filled her order. She was waitressing early and then
set to dance later. Another thing she had gotten used to, dancing for the guys.
Shady and Treat had given her lessons over the last few weeks, and since she had sucked
so badly the first day they trained her, they still had only allowed her to waitress
until now. Tonight was the first time she was allowed back on stage.

The only thing that had finally convinced them to let her back on the stage was the
fact she had been making good money on lap dances. The local men had taken a liking
to her, especially the frat boys. They had even asked when she was gonna strip, which
was why she was getting a second chance.

Freedom had also gotten a better idea of the way things were around here. Though
she still didn’t know everything, Shady and the girls had explained things in more
detail after they heard she was a probate. After the third time seeing people having
sex in one of the back rooms, she finally stopped cringing when she saw the naked
bodies.

The Bitches were the women of the club. None of them were old ladies to any of the
men, they didn’t seem to want to be either; however, they did fuck anyone they wanted
and never apologized for liking it. Freedom didn’t get it, but she didn’t have to.
Basically, they were female biker bitches that didn’t go to church, but still had
influence. Old ladies weren’t allowed at the strip club, but she had seen them around
town and been introduced. Free had been trying to fit in, but she hadn’t really had
to try. When Creed told Shady that she was a probate, the woman had been ecstatic.

“She is my Bitch in Training, so leave her alone, pretty soon she will be able to
put you on your ass.” Shady laughed from behind her. Freedom turned and looked at
the woman who had become her best friend in a short time, she was the leader of the
Bitches, and everyone respected her, so did Freedom—even after seeing her having sex
with Magnum and Creed. It had been unnerving, and she had avoided Shady for a few
days because she couldn’t look her friend in the eye. But after Shady had finally
told her to fucking get off her moral high horse or get the fuck out, Freedom had
realized she was being a judgmental bitch.

The only thing she had been right about was the club whores, they were exactly what
they said they were, and Freedom didn’t get along with them, especially Candy. She
was higher than a kite most of the time—and not on pot—she discovered when Freedom
walked into the changing room one night and saw her shooting up between her toes.
All the whores were using much harder stuff than just pot. Shady and the Bitches
had their suspicions but couldn’t prove it. For now, it was best not to get involved
in that shit.

After becoming a probate Bitch, they wanted her to move to the compound but the empty
apartments were being renovated, so Shady and the girls helped her find a small apartment
closer to the club, and so far she had been able to hide, but they knew that people
were looking for her. Her father had not only owed the men she had seen money, apparently
he owed a few others money as well, according to Creed who explained things to her.
When she had called the restaurant again to check on things, it was only to find her
father was in the hospital after being beaten one night after closing, Freedom had
almost gone back.

That was until she talked to her father once again. He had been just as demanding
if not more desperate, and Freedom had lost all respect for the man when he told her
she needed to come back because she was going to have to help him get out of the mess.
He said it would only take a few months to work off one of his debts. Freedom had
cried that night. She had also found out exactly how much her father owed. She was
determined to pay it back and get her life back, but on her terms, not theirs.

The Warriors were a family, they were loyal and trustworthy, Freedom decided early
on. She respected that, and even though she was curious about a few things, she also
didn’t like what was going on tonight because she had heard the whispers. Candy and
the club whores had been talking about something big. Shady told her that Creed and
the guys were on top of it.

“Not happening, Shade.” Freedom laughed and put the drinks on her tray and turned.

She delivered the drinks and then went to the back room to get ready for her set.
She had seen the tips the girls made while dancing. If she could even pull in half
of it, she would be able to start her account to pay off her father’s debt.

She heard the door open behind her but didn’t turn until her friend said, “They will
be here.”

“Who?” Freedom said with a laugh.

“Poke and Easy, they got back from the run last night,” Shady drawled.

It had been an ongoing battle with the two women. Shady knew what happened the night
in the room when she was with the two men. Nothing big had happened since, even though
she had been waiting. Shady told her the guys were just giving her time to settle
in. They were so damn sexy, and their bodies were masterpieces. Every time she had
seen them, she had become more attracted to them. They either ignored her or treated
her like a kid though, almost patting her on the head when they greeted her.

At one point Freedom had gotten so pissed she slapped Easy’s hand away, the man had
laughed and then grabbed her and kissed her until she couldn’t breathe. Then he had
turned and ignored her again. It was frustrating, especially when she saw them nod
to the other Bitches to follow them into the back room.

“So,” Freedom shrugged.

Shady laughed and shook her head. “Yeah, keep telling yourself that.”

Freedom put on her outfit they had helped her put together. It was a black leather
short skirt and a red leather vest. She knew it looked good on her and she also knew
the thong and pasties she wore under them would be popular. Damn, when had she actually
thought that pasties were acceptable?

She heard the crowd getting louder and Freedom felt like she had butterflies in her
stomach. The first time she had taken to the stage, she had almost vomited before
going on. This time, she felt like she was going to pass out.

“Deep breath, hon,” Shady said and leaned back against the wall and watched her put
her make-up on. “Hell, you are about ready to have a panic attack, honey.”

“I will belong,” Freedom said with determination.

“Come on, sista, let’s go,” Shady drawled and winked at Freedom when she rolled her
eyes.

Nike and Rain walked into the room laughing. “You are up,” Nike said. Freedom nodded
and took a deep breath and followed Shady.

The room was filled with cigarette smoke and loud music.
Block everything out
, she thought and walked to the steps that would lead her up to the stage.

*****

“Damn, my ass is dragging,” Poke said and got off his bike after they pulled into
Sexy Bitches.

“The place is fucking full. Let’s hope Trick or Treat is working. Creed said he
was letting in the Diablos tonight too, we gonna see who they are looking at, little
bangers have been pushing back,” Easy said. Creed had ordered the streets cleared
from the wannabe bangers, like cockroaches though, they kept coming out after dark.
Now they were getting bolder and staying out during the day. So they set a trap to
see who would bite. They wanted them to show up on their property, so they could
deal with it quick and simple.

They had been on the road for three days, and now they were ready to party. They
were late getting to Sexy Bitches, a lot of the club members were already back at
the club, but Easy and Poke were ready for a night out. They looked at the cars and
bikes parked in the lot and knew that a lot of the guys in the strip club were locals
or tourists. That meant the rooms would be free to use. Poke clapped his hands,
rubbed them together, and howled loudly.

“Fuck yeah!” Poke yelled and they entered the club.

Tonight’s crowd was mixed
, Easy thought as he walked in and looked around. There were frat boys from the college
on one table, businessmen on another, toward the back was what looked like the Diablos
and then there were the Warriors. Even with half of the club at the house, they still
filled two tables. Of course, the Prospects were there, which pretty much explained
it.

Prospects were guys who wanted to join the club but they needed to prove themselves.
All of them had been through it, it was like a yearlong hazing. If they passed, they
received their cuts.

Both men paused, neither talking but both of them looking for the woman they had been
thinking about. On the road, after a drunken night where they fucked a slut who had
red hair, they admitted they both had been thinking about Freedom when they were ramming
into the woman. Then they agreed never to speak about it again because both felt
like they had been disloyal to her. Which was fucked up, because they wanted to believe
she was a cock warmer and nothing more.

“Beer!” Poke called to Rock who nodded and motioned with his head to go to the table.

“Hey, douches,” Poke said to the Prospects that were sitting at the table. “Move.”

The three guys who had been sitting jumped up and moved quickly. If they hadn’t,
Poke and Easy would have beaten their asses.

They grunted in greeting to the others who were already sitting, and then Rain was
next to them, putting their beers on the table in front of them. She leaned down
and whispered in between them.

“Hey, babes, you revved up after the ride? I have a break in a few hours,” and then
ran her tongue around her lips and grinned.

“Yeah, you can suck me off,” Poke said and reached up, pulling her down to kiss.
Easy grinned and watched as his friend made a promise for both of them later after
they dealt with the roaches.

The music was just starting and Easy and Poke leaned back and waited. They hoped
Trick and Treat were dancing. But when Shady stepped up to their table they grinned,
even better
.

They watched as she crawled up on the table to begin her routine.
Damn she was fucking hot, maybe they would have a foursome later
, Easy thought and finished his first glass of beer and raised his hand. It was all
he had to do before another one was set in front of him. Drinking would help him
fool himself, one day at time is how he was taking it. That is how he lived now,
thinking tomorrow they would finally work Freedom out of their system, but it just
kept getting harder to stay away from her.

They had settled down and just relaxed for a few minutes when Creed walked over to
the table and sat down and nodded to them.

“You get it done?” he said.

“Yeah,” Easy said. “They said next time it was going to be a double order. Which
of the muther fuckers from the Diablos showed?”

They had delivered the new guns to Cali and because of some shit happening there,
they were going to have to make another run soon. Now they were ready to deal with
the little pricks who were fucking with their property.

“Maggots are fucking stupid, just put out the word we wanted a meet and greet and
the fuckers showed up. Magnum said they were just bottom feeders, but one of them
will carry the message back. We need to make our presence known in Cali?” Creed said
and looked at him steadily.

“Don’t know,” Easy replied and frowned. “Mailbox said he would call you. You talk
to them yet?”

Creed shook his head and then looked around and shrugged. “We will talk about it
later. Waiting to see which black hole is gonna spread for them. Figure when we
find out, if we make these maggots disappear, we will get our point across. Good
thing you are back, need to make sure the roaches don’t fucking spread.”

Easy looked at the small table of bangers and nodded. Stupid bastards had only brought
ten into a bar full of bikers, disrespectful little shits didn’t even make it seem
like they were afraid of them. That was the problem with the newbies, they didn’t
know when the fuck to be afraid. Dumb fucks can make an impression if they are six
feet under.

“Graveyard has plenty of openings,” Easy snorted. They would be doing a fucking service
to mankind.

“Hey, Creed,” Poke laughed. “You hire another new sausage warmer?”

Easy looked to the other stage and laughed. Sure enough there was a new hot little
number on the stage,
shit she was fucking hot
, he thought as he watched her body move.

She had her back to them and a black leather hat that hid her hair. Easy looked closer,
he wanted to see her front cause her ass was fucking amazing and if she had tits just
as good, he was going to fuck her tonight. Her hips swayed as she held onto the bar
and gyrated against it. Her hips moving in a smooth motion that made his cock hard
thinking of her rocking on his pole.
Damn
, Easy thought, looking at his friend whose mouth was open as well. Shit, she would
be perfect for them. Oh yeah, finally a number that might keep him and Poke from
making a mistake with Freedom.

She spun quickly but he was looking at her tits and not her face.
Damn, she was the whole package
, Easy thought, then stared at her ass again as she put her back to them and once
again resumed the dance. With a small jump, she climbed the pole. Her arms moving
her and she moved up and down on the pole, moving her higher and higher until she
was almost to the top. Then she kicked out a leg and held it out, showing them the
small thin piece of material between her legs, making him want to tear it off and
see if her cunt was wet.

“Nah, that’s Free,” Creed snorted.

“The fuck you say,” Poke whispered and leaned back and Easy sucked in a breath.

“Yeah, the girls trained her and begged me to let her try again.” Creed laughed.

“Fuck,” Easy grumbled and shifted.

“Fuck, did she just do the splits upside down on the pole?” Poke whispered and Easy
only nodded and watched.

“We could be royally screwed, my friend.” Easy frowned and looked at his friend.

"Like we weren't before," Poke whispered back, never taking his eyes off Freedom.