Chapter 7
CHAPTER 7
Jazz
Jazz and her man may think they can hide from the watchful eye of yours truly, but little do they know that we have a little birdie who knows her better than anyone else, and she is more than happy to spill the beans. Stay tuned for all the juicy details.
Jazz sat bundled up with her hands in her pockets on the hill overlooking the beautiful countryside that made up what she now knew was Rawhide Ranch. She was grateful that Michael was giving her some time to herself to breathe and try to think about everything that was happening in her life.
She had joined Black Light because she trusted Jaxson and Chase to keep her secret safe, and they had always done so. In fact, if she hadn’t been confronted for all of the world to see with her secrets, she wouldn’t have believed it possible for anyone to cross them, because at least to her Jaxson was a little scary.
Michael said that he was looking into things, so she had no doubt that whoever did this would be found, but how did that help her? How was she going to navigate the world now that everyone thought she was some kind of sex pervert?
The trip had been surprisingly easy, and after landing, they’d entered the beautiful building to check in which they’d been told was the main lodge. If Michael hadn’t already told her about the place, she would have just thought it was a resort set out on a ranch, but all of the paperwork they had to fill out when they arrived made it clear exactly why this place was here. If her world hadn’t imploded, she would have loved to visit with Michael for a little bit of fun.
It felt like so many things were coming at her all at the same time, but she didn’t know which issue she needed to deal with first. There was this gossip columnist who seemed to have some sort of vendetta against her, though she had no idea why. Then there were all the feelings about her past this had dredged up and the fact that Michael was at the point he wanted her to share her past with him. She wasn’t sure she could though, she knew at some point she would have to.
“Usually, I’m the only one sitting up here, but then again when I am, I’m hiding from someone.” A woman’s voice came from behind her making her jump. “I’m so sorry I didn’t mean to scare you.”
Jazz turned toward the voice and saw a beautiful young woman with flaming red hair and alabaster skin. Her cheeks turning red against the cold. “That’s okay. I was lost in my thoughts, so I just didn’t hear you coming. Did you say you come up here to hide?”
“Yes, I did.” She grinned and looked around as if she were looking for someone. “Can I sit down with you, or do you want to be alone?” she asked.
“You’re welcome to sit.” Jazz didn’t spend much time with other women unless she was at Black Light, so it was nice to see a friendly face that didn’t have a camera attached to it.
“I’m Sunny. You look very familiar. How do I know you? Are you from Texas by any chance, maybe I’ve seen you there.” Her sentences ran together in her excitement.
“No, actually I’m from L.A.” she answered.
“Wait a freaking minute, you look like one of my favorite singers. Her name is Jazz, and she used to sing with the group The Scarlet Letter before retiring. She is my #LifeGoals, getting to retire so early.” She grinned.
Her happiness was infectious, and Jazz couldn’t help but smile back.
“I didn’t retire completely. I still write and produce; I’m just not singing live much anymore.” Her thoughts drifted back to just last week singing live at the club while Michael tortured her. Of course, that was before her life fell apart.
Sunny put her hand over her mouth and covered the high-pitched scream that escaped. “You. Are. Jazz.”
Great, Jazz thought. Now she was up here and didn’t have anyone to help her escape if this girl lost her mind like so many fans did, not realizing she was a person just like them.
“I’m sorry I flipped out. It’s just that your music has meant so much to me. I haven’t always had the easiest way to go, but your music made me feel like I could do anything. I would get in my car, listening to your albums, singing at the top of my lungs. You made me feel like I could conquer the world.”
“Thank you for saying that. So, you have to tell me. Who do you come up here to hide from? Do I need to be worried about security here?” Jazz didn’t know where they would go if this place had issues too.
“No, silly lady. We play hide and seek sometimes, and this is my favorite hiding spot, so you can’t tell anyone.”
“I wouldn’t dream of it, Miss Sunny. So, are you here with a Dom?”
The look of sadness that overtook the other woman’s face made her instantly regret her choice of questions.
“No. I’m visiting and looking for a Daddy. Or a Mommy and Daddy, I would be happy either way.”
Jazz knew people in the lifestyle who had Daddies, some just liked to play with the Daddy Doms, and others went into a Little headspace and needed that Daddy figure to help them through. She had a feeling that Sunny belonged in the second category.
“Won’t you get in trouble for coming out here so far from the lodge all alone?” Jazz asked, testing to see if she was right.
“Not if I don’t get caught.” Sunny giggled.
“So, you know the lay of the land around here? We came in by helicopter, and I thought I saw a town not far from here,” Jazz probed. She felt uncomfortable when she didn’t know her surroundings.
“Sure. About ten miles up Highway Twelve is Porter’s Corner. It’s a cute little town, but they have a bakery, a diner, and even a coffee shop, and let me tell you that is some of the best coffee you will ever taste.”
“You drink coffee? You have so much energy, I bet the caffeine has you bouncing off the walls,” Jazz joked, but it gave her hope for a good cup of her favorite iced mocha latte.
A flashing light coming from the lodge drew Jazz’s attention, making her wonder what on earth was happening.
“Oh, that’s my cue to leave. It looks like yet again they haven’t found me. I wonder what I will win today.” Sunny jumped to her feet but turned back before sprinting away.
“Hey, I saw the news, and what that reporter did to you. I just want you to know this is a safe place with some of the most wonderful people in the world.” She waved with a smile and ran back to the main building.
Maybe being here wouldn’t be so bad after all.
Jazz decided to head back to the resort building as she didn’t want to get stuck outside when the sun started to set. She wasn’t familiar with her surroundings and who knew if there were coyotes who might come out when it was starting to get dark. No thank you.
As she was getting closer, she passed a large pen filled with turkeys running around. She thought it was amazing that this place had all the animals of a working ranch but was still a BDSM resort out in the middle of Montana. Who could’ve imagined.
As she neared the main building, she saw a tall, willowy blonde woman standing up next to the brick, peering around before ducking back to the side again. If she thought she was being sneaky, someone needed to teach her a thing or two, Jazz chuckled to herself.
From the opposite side of the wall, an older gentleman walked up to her and wrapped his arms around her waist. “Got you, little one. Now what am I going to do with you?”
“Oh, Daddy, you always catch me.” She pouted.
“You’re right, but we have so much fun when I do.” He started to tickle her and then picked her up in his arms like a baby and headed off into the building. Oh, how amazing it would be to be so carefree.
When Jazz rounded the corner, she ran face first into a brick wall. She stepped back rubbing her nose.
“Woah there, little lady. Are you okay? You need to watch where you are going around here. You never know what you might run into,” a giant of a man chuckled.
“I am so sorry. I didn’t see you there, though I have no idea how I could’ve missed you.”
“I’m Chief Lawson, and it’s very nice to meet you. What would your name be?” he asked.
“I’m Jazz.”
“It is very nice to meet you. I was just speaking with a fellow who was talking about his woman he came with, described you to a tee.”
“That must be Michael, yes he is mine.” She couldn’t help but smile. Even though sometimes she wanted to throttle him like when he forced her to get on a plane headed for the middle of nowhere Montana. It didn’t matter, she still loved him.
“Yep, that’s his name. You know he’s looking for you. If you want to have a little fun, you could join the game. The Littles are doing a massive game of hide and seek, and if he finds you then he gets to do whatever he wants wherever he wants, even if it’s right where he finds you.”
She couldn’t remember feeling free enough to play like a child. “How would he know to come find me, or the rules of the game if we haven’t talked about it beforehand?” she asked. She didn’t know what it was about this huge guy, but there was something about him, or perhaps it was his British accent, that made her want to trust him.
“How about I help you out. You go hide, and I’ll tell him. Easy peasy. But you better be quick, because he’s just inside the door, and I don’t plan to wait.” He grinned at her and turned back to the double doors leading into the main building.
“Why not?” She thought to herself and took off back around the building the opposite direction she’d come from. Looking around, she saw people paired off throughout the property around the building, so she assumed that most of the people playing had already been caught. She needed to figure out where to go.
She snuck along the outside wall and around the front side of the building to the main entrance. Nobody would think to come right in the front doors, right?
Slipping inside, she sprinted to the door marked stairs, and once she’d gone through, she went down a flight and back inside looking around deciding which way to go. She moved from door to door until she found the gym and went in hoping that nobody would think to look in there.
Jazz sat on the weight bench in the far corner and waited, thinking she’d won when she saw the door open. She didn’t move, knowing that if she did, she would draw attention to herself, so she could only hope whoever was coming in would leave without looking too hard.
“Come out come out wherever you are,” Michael taunted. “Pixie, I will find you, and when I do, you’re mine.”
He rounded the rowing machine bringing her directly into his line of sight. “Well, sweetheart, you did a great job, I almost didn’t come down here, but I know you well enough to know you wouldn’t hide outside. It’s not your scene.” He chuckled.
“Darn it, you found me. I thought I won,” she said but had a huge smile on her face. This had actually been a good day even if she’d expected something terrible.
“To the victor goes the spoils. I think I want you to use your mouth on me. Suck me, pretty girl until I come down your throat. I think that is an appropriate prize, don’t you agree?”
She loved taking him in her mouth. Bringing him to the edge and seeing him let go in a way he only ever did with her gave her joy like nothing else, so she slid to her knees without a second thought.
She reached up and unbuttoned his pants followed by the zipper. “Going commando today, I see,” she taunted.
“Makes things like this easier, don’t you think?”
She pulled out his rock-hard cock and licked her lips. It was dripping with precum ready for her as always. She wasted no time in starting. She took him in her mouth, sucking him in and bringing him all the way to the back of her throat before swallowing around his head in the way she knew he loved.
“Fuck, Pixie. You’re a genius at sucking cock, you know that.”
He grabbed her head and started to fuck her mouth, hitting the back of her throat over and over again.
When she knew he was close, she reached up and took his balls in her hands, squeezing slightly. Hot jets of cum shot down her throat over and over again, and she swallowed down every drop, refusing to lose any.
Once he’d tucked himself away, he helped Jazz to her feet. “You are beautiful like this, you know that? Your hair all messed up and tears streaming down your face.”
“As much as I love you filling me up, I’m still hungry. Are you going to feed me actual food anytime soon?” she teased.
“Come on, they have an Italian restaurant. I think you need to carb load for what I have in store for you tonight.”