Bondage Mansion (Ferard)

Chapter 51: Get The Feeling That You're Never

***Mikey***

It's been two weeks now since Arianna came into her own and the atmosphere in the Mansion is very different.

"Ow, son of a bitch!"

Michael looked up from his morning coffee and saw Edward limping to the table. He was holding his lower back over his night shirt and rubbing it. He sat down and winced.

"Good morning Edward, I trust you slept well?"

"Morning Uncle and no, I did not. How did Father and Mother ever sleep?"

"You get used to it Bert."

Gerard appeared in his dressing gown. He bent over and kissed Edward's head then found his own seat next to Michael.

"Morning Gee."

"Morning Mikey, where's Frankie?"

"I believe he spent the night with his Mistress."

"Ah, yes well..."

At that moment Arianna entered the room. Bert slid to his knees quickly and bowed his head. Arianna was clad in her own dressing gown, but it was easy to make out the red leather outfit underneath the sheer material.

"Good morning!"

She walked over to Michael, and he took her hand then gently kissed it.

"Good morning my dear."

Arianna then moved over to hug Gerard tightly.

"Good morning Gee."

"Good morning Ari, how are you today?"

"Truthfully, my arm hurts."

"Oh honey, we can put some ice on it."

"I keep telling you, use your wrist more. It saves on your arm."

Arianna looked at Michael and sighed.

"I know, I just worry it hurts more."

"Mikey, she is still new at this, give her time. She will learn which one is appropriate."

"*sigh* I know, I was just a fast learner I guess. Or I had a great teacher."

Michael smirked when he said this, and he knew that Gerard was thinking of Frank at that moment.

"Where is Frankie Ari?"

"I let him sleep in, rough night."

Ari walked over to Edward and stood in front of him.

"You may seat me now."

Edward got up and pulled his chair out for her. She sat down and crossed her legs. He went back down to the floor, wincing and she placed a hand under his chin.

"You can sit in a chair if you choose this morning."

"*sigh* I better not. It hurts to sit."

"Awww sorry love, but next time do as I say, and you won't be punished so hard."

Edward nodded and looked down. She patted him on the head and turned back to Gerard.

"How's Jamia today?"

"Still sick."

"What did the doctor say?"

"Scarlett Fever."

"When? How? It happened so fast?"

Michael looked over at Gerard and saw the look on his face. He knew Gerard figured something out, but he was not ready to share with everyone yet. At that point Anthony came into the room.