Page 11 of Nun’s Prayer

“Nothing will.” Movement caught my attention, and Sapphire walked out and staggered. Was she ill? Her hands clasped her head, and moments later several women rushed out. Sapphire’s eyes rolled back, and she began speaking.

“Did you forget to tell me something?” I demanded.

“Like?”

“They’re like you?”

“Aye, but they’re not all talented,” Warden replied.

“Neither are we. I thought we’d absorbed the special talents.”

“Sapphire created her own group and joined the RHMC. Some of them were together before joining the RHMC, and they wouldn’t split up. Duchess, the National President, noted that they’d not follow anyone but Sapphire. Duchess hated letting them go.”

“I see. Well, reach out and inform the bitchy one: I’m genuine,” I said.

“On it. Just don’t stir up trouble; we’ve got Dynamo and Vogue. They have Dagger and Blade, and you do not want to cross that pair,” Warden warned.

“Noted. Thanks, Prez.” I hung up and walked out. I’d be back, sooner rather than later.

Nun

“How did it go?” Sparrow asked, falling into step with me as we headed into the clubhouse.

“The bitch learned that when someone uses a safe word, you stop. Of course, her bank account got emptied because of Cyber. Clara’s husband divorcing her hurt just as much. Belladonna put a lock on her mind so that she can’t talk to anyone about her punishment, but she’s always going to remember it.”

“Nice. And the victim?”

“Rhines will be discharged tomorrow. Stitch has visited several times and helped heal him. He received ten million in compensation, and Belladonna eased most of the mental trauma. Rhines also watched the video and stated Clara got what she deserved.”

“He’s not coming after us?”

“No. He’s satisfied with what we did. Rhines will never remember Stitch healing him, and she’s removed most of his scars. If she hadn’t, he’d be a patchwork quilt. That cunt did a right job on him.”

“The previous victims?”

“They appreciated our efforts, and they’ve free membership for two years. And we offered to vet their dommes. They’ve taken us up on the offer.”

“Good. And you and Blue?”

“None of your business, Sparrow. We’ve got a party tomorrow night; you better be ready. I plan to make some points. What’s Sapphire doing with the cop?”

Usually Wylde attended, but not tomorrow. We planned to beat some asses, male and female, and Wylde couldn’t be involved.

“Going to play pool with his pig buddies,” Sparrow replied.

“Good. Because I’ve a new pair of knuckle dusters that need breaking in.” And I fully intended to.

Chapter Three.

Priest

The party at the clubhouse was in full flow when I arrived. People glanced at me briefly before ignoring me. I didn’t wear my cut, not for what I wanted to do tonight. Warden would kick me out if I were caught wearing it. Even so, I was giving off vibes that perhaps I should tone down, considering the looks I was getting. Heading to the bar, I grabbed a beer. I didn’t see Sapphire present, which worked in my favour.

Blending in as a partier, I kept moving. I saw plenty of Royal Harlot cuts and several men wearing property ones. Interesting… then again, why not. Male clubs had sluts, so it was only fair for the females to have them too.

A screech captured my attention, and just as everyone else did, I turned in its direction.

“Trust Nun to pick the first fight,” a Royal Harlot said, pushing past me.