This is a story I am writing for a close friend who has been wanting to explore the more kinky side of life.
**The Ride of Her Life.**
*Chapter 1*
It had been weeks since Cassi last saw him, and now here she was, riding bitch on the back of his Harley as they headed into the countryside for his club’s weekly party. Their destination was still over half an hour away and was tucked back into the hills. The “cave” as they liked to call it was on the backside of a small mountain and was nothing more than a huge opening in the side of the mountain. A little farmhouse sat near the cave and was owned by the leader of the biker club, Frank.
Frank was one of those southern good old boys you hear everyone talk about. He was rough at the seams, and his age was showing, but his attitude and the .45 he carried on his side commanded allegiance. Everyone in the club had been personally vetted by Frank, and if anyone did anything that he disapproved of, they could expect to be thrown from the club without their bike nor their bitch. She had seen this personally, bared witness to his anger just a month earlier when Frank hit one of the club members across the back with a logging chain when he was caught riding with another club. The guy had to be taken to the hospital, and no one was quite sure what happened to him after that.