Episode 395: RAZORBACK

The home of Carl and Margaret Manley! Base camp for some!

“Thank you for helping me with the mattress, Mistress Diana.”

“Mattress Mistress! That sounds promising. You are quite welcome, Nadine. I had a good sleep after my... “ She nearly mentioned date. As a married woman that sounded so calculating and cruel. “Let us just say I was up all night and slept fabulously once I did fall asleep this morning.” Sent home by hacker Troy Valance after coffee and a quickie. “The rain made it easy. This idea was very nice of you.”

“Sir Jesse worked today. With Mistress Margaret sleeping I felt compelled to honor him so that he does not have to do this himself.” She had set out on a mission to dismantle Jesse’s bed so that when he was ready for a planned move later, he would only have to haul it into his new home and put it back together. At this moment Nadine and Diana had only relocated the mattress and box springs to the living room.

“Boredom?” Diana smirked! “I must tell you when Carl first hired you, I was opposed to it. Now that I see your worth and dedication, I am proud to have you here. I needed a break from sitting with Margaret. Now that I have free time, I don’t know what to do with myself.”

“Forgive my saying but I do not believe that.”

Nadine was sharp. A small hickie on Diana’s neck was noticed. “It is good to have freedom but better in my case to be owned. Unlike you, I have no family, no friends, no employment options up until my master claimed me. Will you be going home to Virginia sometime soon?”

“I considered that but now ... I feel as if I need to stay here. My husband is far too busy for me and truthfully going back to my old nursing position is just not appealing.”

“What of your children?”

“Military school! I won’t see them until the fall. Even they are growing up far too fast and seldom call. I ... have no life in Virginia these days.”

As if on cue her cellphone began ringing. Resting on the coffee table near her purse Diana Becker-Ramshaw paused the caregiver. Procuring the device, she looked at it with raised brows. “It’s Troy. My husband Troy.” Not to be confused by her new lover Troy Valance. “You go take apart the bed frame I’ll be there shortly.” A confirmed nod Nadine shuffled away in her nudity. No clothing inside the house as dictated by Master Carl.

“Troy? Is everything alright?” She answered and walked into the kitchen to stare out into the backyard.

“Not really!” Troy Ramshaw sat in a chair across from his father-in-law General Nelson Becker. “I’m sitting here with the General.”

“Oh! Hello, Daddy! I presume I’m on speaker.”

“You are!” She heard her father. “Troy and I decided it best that you hear the news directly from the both of us. Some orders came down that concerns our family.”

“Good or bad?”

“Bad for me but I can’t decline, or I will never move up in rank.” Troy sighed! “Diana, I’ve been ordered to command a base in Alaska. You knew already that there was talk of it. Well, now it’s come to a head. Nelson got the call bright and early this morning and had me meet him here. I leave in 48 hours for Anchorage, to be deployed from there to a place that even I don’t know until I arrive. I hate to leave you alone, but this is something I can’t get out of unless I retire. You know I don’t want to do that.”

“We’re both young still. We can survive this. I intended to call you yesterday, but things here became chaotic.”

“How is Margaret?” Nelson chimed in!

“Still going strong if not strong, in a manner of speaking. I was going to consider coming home now that Carl hired a brilliant and loving live-in caregiver. Now that you are leaving, I might stay here as long as I can. Will our house payment suffer?”

“No! I’ll take care of it for you, Diana.”

“Thank you, Dad. So, is it okay that I stay in Nashville and up the short-term lease on my condo? This way I can be here if there is a turn for the worse.”

“Send me the number of your landlord and I’ll pay your term for a full year. We can go from there.”

“What about Chip and Matthew? Have you told the boys yet?”

“Not yet! I’ll call the school’s superintendent and have them come to his office by noon tomorrow. I’ll text you the outcome. I need to fill in some friends about my going away.” Nelson frowned knowing full well Troy meant his female and male sex slaves on his own time. Although Troy did not know his father-in-law knew of the male, he did. He simply kept peace talks open.

“Of course! This is so sudden. I love you, Troy.”

“I love you too, Diana. A year will go by fast.” Sure! Not if Watchtower’s Barker Raynes had any say in that. It was the Devil himself that set this transfer in motion with a simple phone call. Power traveled at lightspeed!

“How is my grandson?”

“Oh! Jesse just bought his first new home. I haven’t seen it yet, but Margaret says it’s fit for a king. When I see it I’ll send you a virtual tour.”

“That’s my boy.” Nelson cheered up! “Find out what he needs, and I’ll have it delivered to his new address.”

“Sir, Yes, Sir!” She giggled! “Another thing comes to mind. A woman by the name of Twyla Parris is becoming Jesse’s new roommate.” Diana offered insight. “From what I understand she was ex-military and knows Carl.”

“An old slave.” Troy brought up. “Carl mentioned her years ago. This was before he and Margaret met.”

“Small world! What is she doing rooming with my grandson? I thought he had a girlfriend.”

“He does! Tawny is beautiful. I believe Jesse has a desire to fall into his father’s old footsteps.”

“Strength! He could use more of that. Jesse has always been a momma’s boy. I’m proud of him in stepping up.” The General belittled his grandson without thinking.

“Obviously, age is no issue.” Troy brought up! “If Carl owned Parris before Marge was in the picture, she has to be pushing 40. A tad old for Jesse, isn’t she?”

“In my opinion I think Carl approved of her to help guide Jesse up the ladder.” Diana sighed then tilted her head after noticing something shining brightly in the newfound sunlight. In thought only she murmured, “Is that razor wire? Why on Earth would Carl... “ She then heard a battery-operated screwdriver coming from Jesse’s bedroom. “ ... ah! The cadet!” She had to roll her eyes. Some things would never change.

“Dad is right about strength. Jesse needed a boost and so does Nadine. So, did I... “ She recalled the day in Nadine’s concrete bedroom when Carl shot his load onto Diana as she wore her sister’s leather harness. Shivering at the three, those thoughts expanded to her night at MaleStrom alongside Stacy Raynes and Madison Banfield. “Strength, indeed!”

“Is Margaret available to speak?” Nelson changed the subject.

“Sleeping peacefully. Should I wake her?”

“No! Let’s not put her in a saddened mood over Troy’s deployment. You need to adjust on your own. Let me know if you require anything.”

“I’ll be fine. I might look into a job here in Nashville. I ran into a couple of very nice women who say they can help me with a job similar to what I had in Arlington. At least I would be making my own money, so I don’t have to sponge off of your generosity Dad.”

“Whatever makes you happy. I’m certain Troy agrees.” Why yes Troy Valance did. The man was eavesdropping on their conversation as they spoke. Cad!

“Keeping busy will make the year go by faster.” Her husband added! “I’m not sure until I get to home base how much communication I might have with you. It’s pretty remote I hear.” Black sites usually were!

“Polar bear postcards it is. You know I will be here when you return.”

“I have another call I need to take.” Nelson cleared his throat. “I’ll have it patched to my cell and take a walk. You two talk. Give Margaret a hug for me.”

“Goodbye, Dad!” After a brief pause Troy acknowledged that they were alone.

“Diana? Something does not feel right about this. It’s too short notice.”

“Dad would be aware of all of this, correct?”

“General or not we both know there are people over all of our heads. Alaska for Christ’s sake! I was prepared to turn it down until this call. Now, I couldn’t if I wanted to. Cold environments suck ass.”

“Valley Forge! If George can do it, so can you.”

“Whatever!”

“You just want to take your slaves with you.” She giggled! “Is that even possible?”

“No! Look Diana, I know our marriage is not perfect, but I do love you.”

“My feelings are the same, Troy. I ... this time apart might be good for the both of us. No slaves there will get your soul on straight. Me here all alone until ... if anything should happen to Margaret, will help me clear my head too.”

“I suppose! If I can’t speak directly to you let’s hope that I can with Nelson. Going dark in a state where night is already longer does not settle well.”

“When you mentioned Alaska before you sounded excited.”

“Until it all sank in. Now, I hate to admit it but I’m kind of spooked. Unknown territory and starting from scratch can be a bear.”

“You are a survivor. I will be here with arms wide.”

“I know! I better go get my stuff packed up.”

“Take that ugly Christmas sweater I bought you. Send me a pic over the holidays if you can smuggle it out.”

“You’re a riot! Alright, Wife. I’m going. My heart belongs to... “ His call ended before he could finish. In his office hacker Troy Valance pointed at himself.

“Her heart belongs to me, Major. I’ll take good care of her while you’re gone. Stay warm!”

Cold day in Hell!

Horton-Dexter High School!

“I’ll meet you at Lafayette field in a little over an hour.” Jesse Manley informed seamstress and newly hired Home Economics teacher Odessa Bradley. “I just need to go home and move my bed to the new crib. Now that the storm front has gone through its dry enough to haul the mattress. I’m bouncing around today and tomorrow between home life, new house, and Tawny.”

“Do you need help? I can always just follow you in Odette’s car.”

“Thanks, but I can manage. After all that sewing today, you just go on and relax. I’ll have my mom’s caregiver help me tie the bed to my roof. The distance between my dad’s house and mine is only five blocks. Once I get it there my roommate Twyla can help me carry it indoors. Fast trip! I’ll come to the game until toward halftime before I need to run to Tawny’s mom and dads to grab the furniture they’re giving me.”

“It’s nice that you make time for Tawny. I wish I could find a man who cared enough to be there for me.” They stopped at Odette Bradley’s car in the circle drive where she illegally left it.

“I try. Yeah, I can’t see why you’re single, you’re gorgeous.”

“Aww! Thanks, Jesse! I have my fingers crossed that Mace Belmont finds me worthy enough.”

“After him for his money? You know his family is loaded, right?”

“What? Is that true?”

“Look at what he drives. I know for a fact that beast is paid off. His dad owns a huge horse breeding and training ranch down in Atlanta, Georgia. Not only that but his grandfather is a state senator. Rich even before the career boost.”

“Wow! I mean I know Piper is rich so it would make sense her nephew would be too.” She climbed into the car and started it up. “I’ll just keep my fingers crossed that Mace likes me enough to pursue me. If not, I’ll survive. This new job at Horton-Dexter will keep me busy.”

“Congrats by the way!” He patted the roof of the car. “Fiddler is calling my bed to the roof. See you in an hour.”

“I’ll wait in the lot until you arrive and walk around with you.”

“Plan! Peace out!” He waved and took off running for the actual parking lot. As he reached his work car he jumped in and prepared to pull away. Two things caught his eye in backing out. One was a van bouncing around on its shocks which he immediately presumed sex was going on inside. He then spotted Andrea Beckett which he really only knew by face on her phone in the front seat texting her life away. “Front row seat to the fights.”

With no time to say hi he managed his backing out then straightening the tires when a glance toward the back of the school he found teacher Chandra Mahkarti limping along with tears in her eyes. Noting Jesse, she acted as if she forgot something and turned back. “She looked miserable. I wish I had time to check on her, but my gut says that fast retreat meant she needed time to herself. I’ll ask dad if he’s at home when I get there.” Time to hit the road!

Travel time ten minutes Jesse pulled up into his parents’ driveway. His dad stashing his Cherokee in the garage with the door up allowed him room to park beside his upscale ride, a dark blue Mustang. Hurrying indoors through the front door he realized that his aunt was here, parked along the street.

“Diana must be bored out of her mind now that Nadine took her responsibilities away. Dad telling her to stay away a few days must have gone in one ear, out the other. Maybe I’ll have her follow me to the house and let her see it. She can meet Twyla if she’s on time. Heck, by then Jackie might be home too. I hope Diana can cope with all my girls.” He grinned! “Of course, Kismet and Becca won’t be around until tomorrow. Man, I’m loving this harem thing I have going.”

Entering the house, he was caught off guard by his bed completely dismantled and waiting inside the door. In the dining room Carl sat across from Diana talking about the situation with her husband Troy going to Alaska. On her knees at Carl’s feet was Nadine shockingly wearing clothing this time. Carl decided to have her wear camo booty shorts and her crop top green Army tee. This had to be due to respecting Diana.

“Who took my bed apart?” Jesse asked as he swooped in to kiss Diana on the cheek. Noticing the hickie he grinned with a playful sneer. “Someone cheated!”

“That’s enough son.” Carl spoke up! “We’ve had some bad news. Your Uncle Troy was deployed to Alaska for a year; he leaves on Sunday.”

“Aw, man! That sucks. Sorry, Auntie.”

“I’ll be staying in Nashville the entire year. Well, at least until the fall when the boys go on break. Even then I might have them catch a bus here so they can see your mother.”

“Awesome idea! They can camp out at my new house.”

“Perfect! Oh! Nadine took it upon herself to save you time in taking apart your bed.”

“Cool! Thanks for the help, Cadet!”

“You are very welcome, Sir.”

“I was going to steal Nadine to help me haul the bed but then when I saw your car I thought you might like to see the new house.” He redirected his attention toward his aunt.

“Not a bad idea!” Carl stood up to stretch. Standing in front of Nadine he lured her face directly into his tented inseam. Diana witnessing this closed her eyelids with a tender smirk. “The cadet needs to cut her teeth on the obstacle course while it’s a mudhole to cushion her snail trail.”

“I was about to mention the razor wire garden out back.” Diana reopened her eyes. “Isn’t that a bit extreme, Carl?”

“Is that extreme, Cadet Moss?”

“Nothing is too extreme, Sir. I will follow any and all orders.”

“Which means we need to get out of here before the bloodbath.” Jesse chuckled, pointing at Diana. “Help me carry the mattress to the gUBER.” UBER for Grub Hub and other such delivery services.

“Why don’t you tie the mattress and box spring to her car where it won’t get scratched then put the headboard and footboard on your beater with a cheater. There are bungee cords on the shelving in the garage.”

“You said cheater instead of heater on purpose. So, evil!” Diana narrowed her eyes. “Yes, I met a very nice man. With my decision to stay in Nashville the rest of the year I will hopefully see him more. If Troy can have his playthings, so can I.”

“Family traits! I landed a couple of new playthings today myself.” Jesse laughed and deviated from mentioning more. “Good idea, Pop! Come on, HICKYPOO!” He bantered with a friendly tap to her bicep. “I have a football game to get to here in an hour.” Less! “Don’t bleed out on us Cadet! Mom needs you.” That made Nadine smile.

Diana decided to join Jesse in hauling the tender portions of the bed to her roof where they mounted them using bungee cords. Once done they moved right along to the roof of Jesse’s work vehicle. Woodwork on top, railings in the backseat hanging out the window they were ready to ride. “I’ll follow you.”

“Don’t drive like, Miss Daisy.”

“Funny man!”

Across town in a housing division belonging to the lower middle class. Nothing too glamorous! Rundown paradise for some!

Twyla Parris had gotten home from working at the Army Surplus Store and had taken a swift shower before breaking out her tool kit. Instead of taking apart her own bed she ventured to the basement of her mother’s home to unscrew her stripper pole from the beams and floor box below. Ready to haul it outdoors to her Jeep she ran into her mother June at the head of the stairs.

“You know that you don’t need to move out, Honey. I’ve never rushed you.”

“I know! You’re my biggest supporter. I just found a nice basement apartment closer to both of my jobs.”

“You know I know there is more to it Twyla. Why can you never just open up to me.”

“I do open up. Most things! You know I lead a ... different sort of lifestyle.”

“As a stripper. With a body like yours I don’t let that bother me anymore. Unless ... please don’t tell me, you haven’t reverted back to your submissive ways.”

“I never left that side of my life behind. Besides, I enjoy it, it helps me keep my mind off of killing people.”

“The military was what set you down that dark path. A submissive sniper! I never understood that. Please take that machine gun with you. I’m afraid it might go off sometime.”

“Unloaded, mother!” She shook her head smirking. “I won’t be taking much until I know how things work out. Do you recall my old drill instructor who I served when I first joined the Army?”

“Vaguely! Why?”

“He’s retired and living here in Nashville. I ran into him at the club yesterday. It is his son who offered to rent to me.”

“His son? Let me guess cheap rent for servitude.”

“Sort of! There is more to it, however. While yes, I find his upstart authority growing fast, the Sarge, his father, has issues with others in the city that are not so nice. I feel obligated to stay close in case he needs backup.”

“Please don’t get in over your head. Take care of yourself before anyone else. Including me!”

“I’ll help you here with utilities. I won’t completely abandon you, Mom.”

“I know baby! You have never let me down, even in this crazy way of life.”

“The last few years have left me floating, Mom. I need to be owned but finding, rather someone finding me, whom I feel the strength needed to claim me has been torturous. So many players out there. I’m no dummy.”

“Of course not! I never raised you to be. I’m here if you ever need me.”

“Backup!” She bumped her mother’s hip. “Let me load this and take down the one outside too. Jesse wants one in my apartment and one by the pool.”

“Place furnished?”

“Cushions and closets only. No clothing allowed to be worn indoors unless told to. I’ll have to change outside even in the winter.”

“The cad!” June chuckled! Taking her screwdriver kit June offered to go outdoors and start taking down that eyesore. Her neighbors would miss Twyla’s dance practices. Within fifteen minutes Twyla was on her way to her new home. Chrome pipes gleamed in the newly returning sunshine. Life was good!

“The cadet! What does the term mean to you?”

“Academic excellence, your excellency.” Nadine Moss told her master Carl Manley as she found her face relocated directly into his inseam. Mumbled loudly, of course! Enough that her vibrational activity stimulated his erection.

“Who do you strive to be better for?”

“You, Sir!”

“A given! Before me there is you. Let us try that again. Who do you strive to be better for?”

“Myself!”

“WHO?” His voice raised a bit.

“ME!” She followed!

“AGAIN!”

“ME! ME! ME! ME!” She chanted, each time her lips parting wider to engulf his concealed authority without consuming more than her mouth could recite. Carl was a slick one. In her persistent word selection, he thought of Mimi Alexander. Me! Me! Mimi! He truly wanted to nut but refused them both.