Mine

Mine
A riding crop and a blindfold doesn't make it BDSM. There is a big difference between being kinky and being in the scene. It's not a sexual thing to me, it's a very spiritual thing. ~ DominaBlue

Early Morning Talk - After Chapter 83

Edward  joins L in her living room eyeing the cup in her hand

L- Hi Edward thanks for coming

Edward- (covers mouth to smother the yawn) Hey L what’s so damn important you got me out of bed?

L- I can’t sleep

Edward – Sorry L I have Bella (smirks) why don’t you lay off the coffee and go wake up your husband. He’ll help you sleep.

L- Nah. He said my tossing, turning and channel surfing was driving him insane, so he kicked me out.

Edward – (chuckles) There’s the difference between him and I. Me? I would have worn it out of you

L – (Sips coffee rolling her eyes) Thirty years ago He would have done the same thing.

Edward – Is that what I have to look forward to – picking sleep over sex?

L – Yeah (nods head) pretty much

Edward – (chuckles and yawns again) So what’s got you wide awake at this ungodly hour?

L- You

Edward – Me? Are you fantasizing about me again L?

L – Always (giggles) But that’s not it this time (takes sip of coffee eyeing Edward over the brim) Where’s Bella?

Edward – You woke me to ask where Bella is?

L – (tilts head waiting for answer)

Edward – (sighs) its three o’clock in the morning. She’s in bed…sleeping

L – Is she alright?

Edward – She’s a hell of a lot better than me because I’m here with you. (watches L drink coffee reaches over patting L’s hand) What’s the matter?

L – It’s the readers, they don’t understand and they say you abused Bella and you raped her

Edward – What? They are accusing me of raping her?

L – (nods head) Yup . They say because you woke her, held her down and forced yourself on her. That you raped her

Edward – (eyes widen….chuckles…burst out laughing) That’s the funniest thing I ever heard in my life. Raped her? (laughs) A Dom …raped?...his willing submissive (holds stomach laughing) That completely blows my mind.

L – So you don’t call it rape?

Edward – (sighs) L you cannot rape a willing submissive. By definition of the words she has given me her consent to use her body anywhere, anyhow, anyplace I want to. If I want to take her into the Safeway and fuck her over the frozen Lamb chops that’s what I’ll do and afterwards she will thank me for it

L – So Bella has no recourse

Edward – She can say the word RED

L – So you’re saying a Dom can’t rape his submissive

Edward – The only time it would be considered rape was if the sub safe worded and the Dom continued.  Other than that…NO, it’s not rape. We have a contract, which Bella sat in my kitchen and freely signed all the way back in chapter three

L – Chapter seven

Edward – (rolls eyes) whatever fucking chapter it was. The point is, the whole reason for the contract and the negotiations was to lay out the parameters of what is expected by each party. In that contract it plainly states that the Dom…me…has unfettered use of the submissive’s …Bella’s… body anytime I want it. To use anyway I want to use it. By signing the contract Bella gave her permission to always be a willing sexual participant. And since you can’t rape the willing her consent is a given. I don’t need to ask her if she’s in the mood or seek permission every time I stick my dick or anything else inside of her.

L -  Even if she doesn’t want to

Edward – Who cares what she wants. Most times the sex is mutually gratifying other times it’s all one sided. That is decided on by me, as long as I remain within the boundaries of her limits, I can do anything to or with her body.

L – Did you have to go to such extremes? Couldn’t you have just talked to her first?

Edward – I did talk to her. It went nowhere; all I got was a flippant remark because she had already made up that beautiful little head of hers that her orgasms were more important than being obedient to me. She wanted to be what I refer to as a cum-slut. Other Doms might call it something else….fuck whore, dumpster, jizz bitch. There are lots of different terms that can be applied; I choose cum-slut because to me that’s what they are. Their only desire is the orgasm, nothing else matters.

L – And that’s a bad thing?

Edward – (relaxes tense shoulders) Not if that is what the two parties have agreed to. But that is not what Bella and I agreed to in the contract. Our relationship was not laid out that way and I can understand Bella wanting to enjoy the release, because who the fuck wouldn’t. But her pleasure belongs to me; I say when she gets it. That was agreed upon back in chapter seven and reiterated when Bella redid her list of limits. All of a sudden she wants to feel good, she was behaving like a cum-slut and if she was going to do that, I was going to show her what being a cum-slut involved. And that meant Bella can cum all she wants on any terms she chooses to and so can I.

L – So this lesson…

Edward – I wouldn’t call it a lesson it was more of a demonstration.

L – (rolls eyes) Alright. The demonstration was done so she could see the error of her ways. Because she was doing something wrong?

Edward – No. I wouldn’t say what she was doing was wrong (grimaces) well no it was wrong. (holds up index finger) according to the negotiations we had and the agreement we have in place. But if she wants to change the way our arrangement works, then we would renegotiate, set new parameters that would encompass different limits. But I don’t think Bella really wants to do that and she needed to see the flip side because all she was looking at was her own part.

L – (states sarcastically) Because you know her so well

Edward – (raises an eyebrow) I know Isabella very well. I know what makes her tick, I know how to get through that thick exterior she has to make her think.  I know how to break down her willful tenacity to get to the heart of the matter. Isabella is the type of person who needs to see everything for herself. I can talk until I’m blue in the face and get absolutely nowhere because she sets up a wall of stubbornness. She needs time to think things through and see the whole thing for herself. She has a way of blocking things out of her mind and only focusing with what’s in front of her. It’s like she’s driving with blinders on and all she can see is the road ahead of her so she misses the Mack truck barreling in from the side. I force her to see the whole view and sometimes that takes time and tears. And I love her and it fucking kills me to see her like that. But she has to open her fucking eyes to see what she’s doing and then make the informed decision based on the whole picture, not just a little piece.

L – And you’re always right?

Edward – Not always, I’m not perfect. I make mistakes like everyone else and apologized for messing up. I’ve hurt Isabella because of my own misgivings and was sorry for them. She forgave me and we moved on.

L – And after this demonstration you didn’t provide any aftercare

Edward – (glared) Who the fuck said I didn’t take care of Isabella? What kind of an asshole do you think I am?

L – So you did provide aftercare?

Edward – Of course I did. I held her until her body warmed; I checked the cuffs to make sure there were no marks or chaffing. I massaged her muscles and neck, checked the area around her clitoris. I gave her water to rehydrate her, and tucked her under the blankets.

L – That’s all that was needed?

Edward – And I left her rest because she was tired and needed a break.

L – But there was no cuddling?

Edward – No there wasn’t.

L – Why not?

Edward - It wasn’t time to cuddle, the demonstration wasn’t over and both of us needed to stay in our roles. Had I held her, it would have been harder on me to finish. The cuddling, reconnecting and affection comes later.

L – When you made her orgasm the last time she was crying telling you ‘no, it burns’

Edward – It probably did. Not the skin there was no abrasions or marks on the skin, it was all intact, pinker than normal, slightly puffy from the pressure and vibration of the wand, but nothing of any great concern.

L – So Bella saying it burns didn’t cause you to stop?

Edward – (gives pointed look) The only thing that would  have stopped what was happening, was the word RED. And I highly doubt it burnt like fire, the nerves were over stimulated, and the slightest touch was enough to cause discomfort. But that is not a deterrent, wax burns, the welt left from a whip burns, ass cheeks burn from the paddle. These things are all normal responses to what is happening it doesn’t stop the scene.

L – So Bella crying out …Stop –No –Don’t …those all mean nothing?

Edward (grins) They mean something. They mean what’s happening to her is causing a response because she is feeling it. And it usually means I give her more, to push her past the limits of her comfort. It’s all about pushing limits and then getting her comfortable at the next stage for a bit, before pushing them again. Bella’s recourse is to say Red or Yellow – which she did not do.

L – Some people seem to think she can’t or won’t ever say a safe word

Edward – So they think Isabella is feeble minded and doesn’t know when she has reached a limit? Like she is incapable of making that decision. (shakes head in disbelief)  And then they have the nerve to accuse me of treating her bad. Shame on them.

L – I think they are concerned that because of her past Bella won’t stand up for herself.

Edward – Really, did they not see her knock out Emmett or the many times she has yelled at me for having my head in my ass. How about her standing up to Jessica or Tanya? Did they think she had a loss of mental ability or a perhaps it was her duel personality? Don’t you worry L, the readers might not have enough trust and faith in Bella, but I sure do

L – (rocks away in the recliner)

Edward – What now L?

L – (sighs)

Edward – (narrows eyes)

L – Ok, ok (grumbles) I’m not standing in no damn corner. Some of the readers what to know when they will see the changes in you.

Edward – Are the fucking blind?

L – Edward be nice

Edward – I have changed, the bimbos are gone, my life feels complete. I’m looking forward to a long happy future with the woman I love. That was something I, and probably my mother, never thought would happen. Everything in my daily life centers around someone else instead of myself. (looks at L meaningfully) What better change is there?

L – (nods) I see all that, but I think the readers mean in your Domliness…

Edward – Domliness? (laughs) and you call yourself a writer, (chuckles and mutters) fucking Domliness. What exactly about my Domliness don’t they like.

L – Not that they don’t like it, just that you seem conceited in expressing to Bella that you are sort of infallible

Edward – I already told you, I’m not, I make mistakes. But this is your story L, you’re writing to tell the world about me training Bella. Leading her into the path of submission, my training is already complete and if you want to write an Out-Take on that go ahead be my guest. I have nothing to hide, but as far as Bella goes. The last thing she needs…or any submissive for that matter, is a Dom who doubts himself. She needs my self-confidence to draw strength from, because if I act like I’m muddling through or have no idea what I’m doing, then I have no fucking business training her. And that is what my number one priority is, training Isabella to be my submissive. The love, admiration, respect, emotional bonds all need to take a step back when Bella becomes Isabella. Because it’s the training and the lessons and the punishments and the protocols that are making not only Isabella but Bella into the self-assured person she is becoming.

L – She is changing

Edward – (smiles widely) fuck yeah my girl is changing. She’s growing strong, standing up for herself, taking the challenges of life head on. I don’t see the fear in her eyes anymore, there is no uncertainty in her motions, she’s losing her inhibitions and embracing what she is. Did you see her at the New Moon the other night (smiles widely) She’s fucking amazing.

L – Some people think you are trying to make Bella into a twenty-four seven slave by changing her.

Edward – Changing her how?

L – (shrugs) Like stopping the sighing

Edward – (narrows eyes) Well that’s fucking annoying and has no place in a submissive’s response. When I say something she should never sigh, grumble, mumble or roll her eyes. Her response should be instantaneous and without any display of how she feels about it. Because my Domliness doesn’t give two flying shits about how it makes her feel. All I care about is her obedience – that’s it. And twenty-four seven? No…not interested.

L – I think readers say that because the lines get crossed sometimes

Edward - Well of course they do. How can they not when we are always together? And I try to remember when I’m dealing with Bella and when I have Isabella. But sometimes I slip, and she has called me on it, other times she slipped into the roles with me. There have also been times when my submissive has made an unexpected appearance. It’s something we haven’t gotten the kinks worked out of yet and who knows maybe we never will. But right now it’s working so why try to fix something that isn’t broken. 

L – So you think your relationship with Bella is perfect just the way it is?

Edward – As perfect as two flawed human beings can be.

L – Can we talk about the upcoming lockdown and how you are going to bring that up to Bella

Edward – I sort of all ready did. But Bella and I will talk about it and I can only hope she sees the reasons behind my concern. As far as how I’m going to bring it up, the readers will just have to find out the same time Bella does.

L – (grins) You’re evil

Edward – Sometimes. It comes with my Domliness. (chuckles) I like that word L. (tilts head) Did talking to me help you feel better?

L – Yes…I think I can sleep now

Edward – (glances at clock) You’re going back to bed just in time for your husband to get up

L – (smiles) maybe if I hurry I’ll get a little morning nooky

Edward – Go for it girl