BPOV
Arkansas…California…Colorado….
The states weren’t working and the throbbing between my thighs was growing worse. I tried to think about something else but I couldn’t stop my internal muscles from tightening and with each compression the pressure in my belly grew. I had to do something fast or the results were going to be disastrous.
“Rose do you need any help with that?” the words rushed from my mouth. I had hoped that the tension I was feeling wasn’t as plainly clear in my voice to the other people in the room as it was to me.
Rose looked up from what she was doing with narrowed eyes. “Um…no, but you could start the garlic bread.”
Oh thank God
As I moved a tingle of pleasure ran through my body causing me to shiver. Edward must have noticed my predicament because he chuckled. He could be an evil bastard sometimes; and to think I had just defended his honor to Esme. Gentleman my Ass! I had a good mind to call up his mother and let her know exactly what her precious son was doing to me.
Letting out a long sigh I focused really hard on opening the twist tie that held the bread wrapper closed. Edward moved with me and as he passed by to get the wine out of the cooler his hand ran down the length of my arm. The extra sensation from his touch made my muscles clench tighter and I think I let out a whimper because Rose glanced at me with a smirk.
Bastard!
I needed something else to occupy my mind and it didn’t matter what it was! “Jasper,” I looked up from the two loaves of bread, “could you turn on some music?”
“Sure…anything in particular?” he asked moving to a panel in the wall.
Before I could answer Emmett made an observation, “You alright little Bella? You seem a kind of jumpy tonight.”
Edward’s voice came from behind me, “Isabella’s been jumpy all weekend.”
“I have not!” the words left my mouth without any thought of the repercussions they might cause. Emmett chuckled and a small giggle came from Rose who was standing next to me, but my eyes went to Edward. His face became stone cold hardness while his eyes widened as they turned dark.
Oh. Shit.
The throbbing between my thighs was gone and the pressure in my stomach was replaced with nervousness. Edward gave me two signals in a solitary motion; the first was to lower my eyes, the second was to continue with what I was doing. My gaze automatically went back to the counter pulling my lip between my teeth while Jasper turned on some soft Jazz.
“Oh yeah, she’s a spit fire,” Emmett chuckled again but to tell the truth I didn’t find it funny at all and I let him know it with the glare in my eye.
Edward’s body pressed up against my back making me stiffen as I spread a layer of garlic butter over the bread. His hand came out from my side offering me the glass of Burgundy. “Wine for my little spit-fire.”
His words were tense telling me he was not happy. Rose covered the bowl of tossed salad she was working on and then moved to place it in the refrigerator leaving Edward a window to speak softly in my ear. “Do you need to be reminded of your place Isabella?”
I shook my head but before I could speak he did, “Oh, I think you do. Converse, have fun, but don’t you look upon my face for the rest of the evening.”
My eyes shot up to see that Emmett and Jasper were not paying any attention to us and I was glad for that. It was bad enough that Edward was reprimanding me in their company, I didn’t want to be completely mortified by their awareness of what he was saying. His lips brushed against my temple while he whispered in my ear, “Do you understand me Isabella?”
“Yes Sir,” I spoke softly so that only he would hear, adding the ‘sir’ in hopes of gaining some brownie points, but something told me it wouldn’t help. Edward kissed me once more before joining his brothers.
A few minutes after they went into the other room to play Wii Golf, Alice came back into the kitchen. “Ok what did I miss?” glancing to Rose I took a large sip of wine before answering, “Nothing.”
“Did you get rid of Tanya?” Rose asked with distain.
“Yes, can you believe her nerve inviting herself to stay for drinks? First off I told her to be here by five not six. Oh, and she had boob job and not a very good one either!” Rose and I laughed.
“How do you know that Alice?”
She answered Rose’s question while taking a tray of cheese with fruit on it out of the fridge, “Because I don’t know of any twenty-seven year old woman who grows two cup sizes and besides that, her nipples are uneven.”
I laughed, but Rose continued with her investigation, “What the hell are you looking at her nipples for?”
“Rose you saw that ribbon outfit, the darts in the breast area had to be exactly perfect,” she sat the tray on the island in front of us while continuing to explain, “when I fit her, one nipple was up here and one was all the way down there.” Alice used her two hands to illustrate her point.
“I’m telling you she’s got lopsided nipples!” We laughed in part because of Alice’s evaluation along with her demeanor.
Alice took a small wrapped bowl off the counter adding it to a plate of crackers before putting it on the tray and taking the whole thing into the other room. Once she was out of the kitchen Rose leaned her back against the counter giving me a smile. “Are you alright?” she chuckled, “yelling like that wasn’t the best thing to do.”
“I know.” Shifting my feet the clip moved again making me suck air in through my teeth. Rose grinned, she didn’t know exactly what was going on with my girly parts but she knew something was, she didn’t say anything instead asking about our dinner plans.
“Do you need me to bring anything?”
I shook my head taking another drink, “it’s nothing fancy and I think we’ve got it covered.”
“Got what covered?” Alice was just coming back in to join us.
“Um…dinner Monday night at our house.”
Alice stopped pouring her drink to look at me. “Rose is coming? Why wasn’t I invited?” she sounded hurt, but I hadn’t made the plans so if she was going to be upset with anyone it should be her brother not me. While I shrugged Rose gave her the facts.
“Aro needs to go over a few things about the club with Emmett and Edward because they are going to be in charge while he is on vacation. Since Edward and Bella are leaving Tuesday the only chance to get together is Monday night, so that is why we are going over for dinner.”
Her explanation seemed to pacify Alice but I added, “If you would like to come, you’re more than welcome.”
“Is Jane going to be there?” I didn’t understand the tone of her voice, nor the tightening of Rose’s lips.
“Yes, Jane and Aro.” From her reaction I got the feeling that she was not happy about that so I asked, “is there something the matter with Jane?”
“No…” Alice answered too quickly and after she took a drink she continued, “I love my aunt, it’s just the way she talks I find it hard to follow and I think it’s rather demeaning.”
“Don’t be so narrow minded Alice.”
“I’m not narrow minded Rose. I just don’t want it shoved in my face all the time.”
I was surprised by Alice’s comment. Jane always talks in the third person to me, the only exception was when we were in my room and I don’t have any problems understanding her. Edward said in my room she changed her speech out of respect for my wishes. Knowing that it made her niece uncomfortable I was sure she would do the same thing. I was going to make my opinion known when Rose clarified.
“You’re just upset because Jane always refers to Aro as Master.”
“Well who the hell does that?” Alice asked incredulously. “I mean really, is he like Major Nelson in I Dream of Jeanie. Yes Master …no Master.”
“You know you shouldn’t knock it until you try it! Call Jaz ‘Master’ one time or answer him with a ‘yes Sir’ and lower your eyes, then see how attentive he’ll be.”
I thought about what Rose was saying and I suppose that even in a vanilla relationship a man would like that. “It sure will feed his Ego.”
Rose agreed with me, “Damn straight it will.”
Alice checked the oven before we went to join the men. As I entered the room a few things came to my mind. First and foremost was that feeling of being an ill-tempered child, Edward had reprimanded me and once I was in his presence again that fact took over. The feeling produced in me an overwhelming sense of deep submission; I could literally feel it washing over me. The wetness between my thighs came along with it, bringing my attention back to the clip and the throb that it created. The other thing was that I needed to present myself, but due to his rebuke I didn’t know how I was to go about doing that.
Jasper and Emmett were standing to the side while Edward took his turn at the game. I waited until he was done then moved to stand next to him keeping my head straight and pretending to watch as Jasper set up his turn. In reality I was waiting for some kind of signal from Edward telling me what to do, I didn’t need to wait long.
His arm draped over my shoulder tucking me close while I felt his lips on my temple. “Why don’t you sit down and relax Isabella?”
Ok…that wasn’t so hard.
Sitting on the couch next to Rose watching Emmett play his turn Alice sat in a chair with a small plate of fruit and cheese. I watched and listened as the men laughed and made fun of each other, talking about getting a round of golf together while we are at the beach. Edward stayed off to the side of me, and I didn’t dare turn my head for fear that I would look at him.
I sensed rather then saw Edward move towards the back of the room and when Jasper was up he asked Alice to get him a beer. She sat up straight on the edge of the chair, lowered her chin in a demur manner and said, “Yes Sir.”
I sat there in shock for a split second before the giggling started. “You’re so bad,” Rose said through her laughter. My eyes went to the shock on Jasper’s face along with poor Emmett who looked like his eyes were going to pop out of his head.
Alice couldn’t take it anymore and she started laughing, “Nope…I can’t do it!” the words came out through her tears of laughter. “Sorry Jazzy …” The three of us were a giggling mess and I had no idea where Edward was but the two men were still staring at us like we had lost our minds.
Emmett pointed at Rose and me, “That’s it…You two are not allowed to be alone with my baby sister anymore!”
His words just made us laugh harder, I was wiping my eyes when Edward said, “Now what did they do?”
“Dude, you don’t even want to know what they are teaching her now!”
“We didn’t teach her anything,” Rose’s defense might have had more weight if it hadn’t been said through bouts of giggling. Edward walked to my side placing a napkin on my lap, and then a plate, before holding a fresh glass of wine out for me.
“Thank you,” I told him taking the glass while forcing myself to keep my eyes from shifting in his direction. Emmett and Jasper went back to their game while Alice went to the get Jasper his beer. Taking a sip of wine I looked down at the plate Edward had prepared for me and all the merriment was gone.
I could feel my face fall turning into a full blown pout as Edward’s instructions from this morning came back to me, ‘you will be expected to eat what I supply.’ Not even able to look in his eyes there was nothing I could do about the small white plate balancing on my lap. All I could do was stare at the small bunch of white grapes, three hunks of cheese and two crackers that were smeared with a thick layer of brown stuff – pâté.
EPOV
My patience was definitely being tested. Ever since Bella’s little stunt with the table it had been one trying episode after another. I shudder to think what could have happened to her had she injured herself lifting so much weight. I had reminded her earlier and I believe that’s why I was so upset, because once again she blatantly disregarded her own welfare.
I knew what her punishment was going to be. She had previously asked the difference between a pleasurable and punishment spanking. I attempted to show her at the club with the caning but that didn’t work out very well. So I thought I would give her a firsthand look at how the same experience can be completely different simply because of the intent.
She had tried to make excuses for herself but I wasn’t buying it. She needed to understand that I wasn’t just being a controlling ass; it was fear for her safety. Bella had to think about her actions and hopefully resolve in her mind to never do it again. I sat at the table listening to her sniffle as she cried tears of repentance. Other than a few times when her shoulders bounced from the sobs she made no movements, instead making me proud by accepting her punishment with dignity.
I had hoped that Bella would be done by the time Mike arrived. I personally didn’t see what was so important about getting the count from last night. I couldn’t do anything with it until I got to the club Monday morning, but for some reason Aro wanted me to have it. Then of course Mike arrived early.
Bella only had a few minutes left and I had thought I would be back, but I told her she could be done once the time was up just in case, I’m glad I did. Mike wanted to talk about his inability to get into the store room.
“The thing is Edward, if Laurent is upstairs and Aro can’t be found someone on the main floor needs to be able to get supplies.”
“I understand that, but then their course of action is to call Laurent,” I told him, moving so that I was facing the entranceway that Bella would come through.
“Is it a matter of trust? Because you’ve known me a long time Edward, I haven’t done anything to not be trusted.” I have known Mike a long time; he’s been working at the club as security for years.
“Look …” and as I started to talk Bella came through the doorway. Her red puffy eyes met mine while her hand moved to clasp the top of the robe closed. She was uncomfortable and I couldn’t have that. Excusing myself I moved to Bella wiping the tears from her eyes, she looked so pitiful and I watched as she slowly moved up the steps.
Mike had watched the scene from his spot in the living room and when I rejoined him the smirk on his face irritated me. “All I can tell you is that things are going to be changing and some people are just not going to like it, but that is just the way it’s going to be.”
“She’s cute…”
His words took me by surprise, “Excuse me?”
His chin jolted forward towards the stairs in the dining room, “your sub, Bella…”
“Isabella,” I corrected his familiarity but he just grinned and went on .
“Yeah, she’s cute, personally I like when they cry.”
What the fuck?
To each their own I guess. However, a crying woman didn’t exactly get me hard and I didn’t like his insinuation, but he didn’t seem to understand my annoyance.
“Tell me Edward, is it true?”
“Is what true?” I knew his question would only serve to make me mad, but I was curious to see what he would ask.
“Did she have a relationship with Aro?”
There must have been something in my demeanor that finally gave him the hint that he had stepped over the boundaries because he held up his hands in defeat. “Sorry, not my business.”
“That’s right, it’s not!” I barked moving to the panel on the wall to punch in the code so I could get rid of him and take care of Bella.
Getting ready to leave was fun. I truly enjoy watching Bella squirm and had the pleasure of knowing that the clip I placed on her was doing its job. She was having trouble keeping her tone of speech even and although her tears don’t do it for me, the uncomfortable frustration she was in gave me a fucking titanium rod.
A throbbing raging hard on that completely deflated with the sound of Tanya’s voice. What the fuck was she doing there? Jasper walked mom to the car to help with the kids and returns with the bane of my existence. I was still upset with the comments she made the first time I took Bella to the club, and then in regards to her verbal attack of Bella at the gym. I knew Eleazer apologized but I was damn sure that I had not heard the full story.
Then she was standing there interrupting our evening along with having the audacity to invite herself to stay. Tanya’s eyes lingered on my arm wrapped around Bella pissing me off even more. The only satisfaction came when Jasper informed her that it was a family gathering. The ire that rolled through her face as she realized that he was including Bella was almost comical.
However, I didn’t like the way she eyed Bella with so much distain. Even though I said I would leave it alone I’m afraid I might have to go back on my word and do something about that. Tanya must have been here to get something that Alice had made because my sister quickly escorted her out of the room.
Bella’s voice shook while asking if Rose needed help, making me chuckle at her discomfort. But it was Emmett’s comment about her being jumpy that gave me the greatest enjoyment. I had been telling her she was jumpy since the previous night and I couldn’t resist saying it just once more, never dreaming of her response.
When she yelled, “I have not!” I was completely shocked. Bella’s eyes shot to mine and they were full of worry and regret. I could take into account that the tension from the clip was getting to her along with Tanya’s presence which I’m sure did not help. But there was absolutely no way in hell I could ignore her outburst nor let it go without rebuking.
I thought about not allowing her a release later, the thing is that I believe in swift retribution. Besides that, I had plans for her when we got home and that clip was going to leave my Bella very needy. I might be strict - but cruel was never my forte. Emmett’s comment about Bella being a spit fire gave me the idea of what to do. She wanted to spit fire then I would let her, but that doesn’t mean she gets to shove it in my face.
“Wine for my little spit-fire.” Bella’s body stiffened as I moved to her side with the glass. As Rose moved away from us it was my chance to speak quietly in her ear.
“Do you need to be reminded of your place Isabella?” there was no sound just her head shaking back and forth, so I gave my instructions.
“Oh, I think you do. Converse, have fun, but don’t you look upon my face for the rest of the evening.”
I wanted her to enjoy the night with everyone else yet let her know that I was displeased and would be losing the pleasure of gazing in her eyes. While my lips brushed against her head I wanted to make sure that she understood, smiling to myself as she added the ‘Sir.’
Sorry my sweet too late for that
Emmett was still finding Bella’s outburst humorous while Jasper started up the Wii. He knew of our weekend arrangement, so he was well aware she had misbehaved. Emmett chuckled, clapping me on the shoulder, “Little brother that woman is going to keep you on your toes,” and then added, “I see a spanking in the future.”
Jasper stopped what he was doing looking at me horrified, “are you going to hit her?”
I sighed, and even though it was none of Jasper’s business I felt the need to alleviate his concern. “No…I don’t hit Bella.” Of course I didn’t feel the need to tell him that I did enjoy spanking Isabella.
“Good, I think that woman has been abused enough,” he said eyeing me.
“I absolutely agree with you brother.”
I did totally agree with agree with Jasper, but I wasn’t about to get into Bella’s and my personal relationship with him. He never said anything because I believe he thought what goes on with two consenting adults behind closed door had nothing to do with him. However, just as Bella was different to me, so she was to the rest of my family.
Jasper would never understand the how’s or why’s of our lifestyle. To him, me working Isabella over with a flogger would be the same as abuse. The control that she gives up and I take from her is seen as weakness on her part and arrogance on mine. He couldn’t begin to wrap his mind around the concept of Bella my girlfriend being any different then Isabella my submissive. If I was being honest with myself sometimes I had the same problem and that thought made me smile as I took my turn.
Once I was done Bella was standing by my side, I had wondered how she would present herself and I had to give her credit for the initiative. As she sat I noticed the fidgeting along with empty hands, which meant she had either finished the glass of wine or left it in the kitchen. I also noticed the tray that Alice had brought in. So before going to refill Bella’s glass I made her a small plate.
Coming back the women’s laughter flowed out of the room but it was Emmett’s voice that peaked my interest. “That’s it…You two are not allowed to be alone with my baby sister anymore!”
“Now what did they do?” I asked picking up the plate I had left.
“Dude, you don’t even want to know what they are teaching her now!” I couldn’t imagine what he was talking about and as Rose pleaded her innocence, I handed Bella the glass before placing the plate on her lap and then stood back to watch.
Unfortunately Bella’s chin was lowered so I couldn’t get the full effect. The smile that was on her face from the laughter was replaced with dread. Her eyes widened and then narrowed as her jaw tightened while the fullness of her bottom lip jetted out into a full blown pout. I had to admit it was adorable.
“So Emmet,t what were they teaching Alice now?” Bella still hadn’t moved and it was Rose who came to their defense.
“We didn’t teach her anything, she did that on her own!”
Alice giggled while she walked back in the room with a beer in her hand, “I was only joking.”
“Does someone want to tell me what the joke was?” I asked before taking my last turn while trying to watch Bella through the corner of my eye. As I swung I could see her warring with herself over whether to look at me or just eat it.
Wait…what did Alice say?
I was trying to do too many things at one time. My main attention was on Bella as it should be, then with the game - I missed the whole thing of Alice calling Jasper ‘Sir’.
What the fuck would she do that for? Rose and Bella put her up to that?
I had to hear the story again before I understood that it was just Alice’s sense of humor coming through. My humor was still with the woman sitting on the couch eating a grape. Her eyes moved over to where I was standing with my brothers but she never looked into my face as she ate a wedge of cheese. I knew she didn’t like pâté and maybe it was harsh of me to force her to eat it but it would not hurt her at all. Besides, in her limits she gave me permission to pick out her food and this was just one of those incidences where I proved that she mine.
I gave Bella ten minutes; the plate was empty apart from the two crackers and my patience for the day had reached its end. Sitting on the arm of the couch I thought maybe I would help her along. “You didn’t eat everything Isabella.”
When she still didn’t move I knew I was going to have to push her. My arm wrapped around Bella’s shoulder pulling her in closer to my body so I could speak softly against her head. “I am going to give you two minutes to finish before I take it upon myself to help you. Now be a good girl and do as you’re told.”
Bella turned her head in my direction but she didn’t lift her chin as she spoke so only I would hear. “May I have some ketchup?”
As always, her request caught me off guard and as I thought about it I had to force myself to not laugh. “No Isabella, you cannot put ketchup on thirty-eight dollar a pound pâté.”
The sigh that came from her was one of resolve and I watched while she quickly chewed the cracker then swallowed before taking a large drink from her glass. With the second cracker, the glass was to her mouth so quickly I don’t even think she chewed. It didn’t matter to me just so long as Bella did what was asked of her.
“Good girl,” I told her placing a kiss on her head before taking the plate away. When I looked over at Alice she was watching with intense curiosity. I’m sure she was wondering what the hell was going on, but she didn’t ask and I didn’t offer any information.
Dinner was the typical banter, most of the talk focused on our upcoming trip. My parents were going to be leaving the day before us, because Uncle Marcus was coming in from Chicago for the Anniversary party.
I kept an eye on Bella watching her fidget in the chair. I believe that she was trying for stealth and maybe to everyone else she was, but I couldn’t help the grin that came to my face every time she wiggled or tensed up. I suppose I should have had some mercy on her, gone into another room and taken care of her problem; unfortunately, for my plans I wanted her primed and ready for when we got home.
Jasper had indeed turned on the heater for the pool, the water was like temperate bath water, and we played a game of volleyball and then moved over to the hot-tub. Bella sat on the edge of the wall with Rose, and I took my seat between her legs rubbing the back of my neck in her crotch every chance I could.
I knew it was mean, but I loved the way her breath would catch while she talked to my sisters. Alice wanted to play a game of ‘Best of - Worst of.’ I suppose it really couldn’t be called a game because there are no winners, something that irritates the crap out of Emmett.
Basically, one person picks a category like TV shows and then each person tells what they think is the best and the worst. In all actuality it opens up a mine full of debating and eventually name calling. Like when Jasper said that the worst video was Lady GaGa’s, Bad Romance.
“How can you say that Jasper? She’s an icon who knows how to entertain.” Rose was definitely a GaGa fan.
“She is a he, and I’m not saying that the song is bad, just the video.” Jasper then spent the next five minutes explaining how she was over rated and uses too much sex to sell her music. In the end Rose said he was narrow minded with no vision of art.
The person who got the most reaction was Emmett when Alice’s category was “What you ate.” To be honest I had expected him to say Rose was the best, but he surprised me by saying, “Nana’s red velvet cake.”
“Oh yeah, that was the best,” I agreed while all Alice could say was, “Yum,” before she added, “I wonder if mom has that recipe?”
“I don’t know girl, but if you could make it I sure would like some. I miss Granny V,” Emmett said. “She was a funny lady. Do you remember when she scared the shit out of you Edward?” he asked with a laugh.
“Which time?” I chuckled. “She was always scaring me.”
“No...No…It was at Alice’s birthday, I think she was turning sixteen and having that costume party. Gran came dressed like the guy from Scream,” he was laughing hard and I started laughing too because I remembered what he was talking about.
“You were scared of the guy from Scream?” Bella asked from behind me.
“I opened the bathroom door and there was Gran standing in this costume with a bloody knife up over her head.” Emmett continued laughing.
“Oh my God Eddie…you screamed liked bitch…Mom went running to see what happened…and there you were…with your head cradled between Gran’s boobs…trying to look all cool…in front of Alice’s friends…” By the time he was done telling my humiliating story everyone was laughing.
“How about at your college graduation?” I chuckled as I started reminiscing. “She was taking pictures all day. Getting everybody in the right position, posing everyone…” Alice and Emmett were laughing because they knew what I was talking about. “…hours later she says, ‘Esme how many pictures does this roll hold?”
“Yeah…” Emmett blurted out through his laughter. “Because she never put any film in the camera!”
“What?” Rose and Bella asked simultaneously.
I shook my head in an attempt to compose myself. “She never put film in, Gran was taking pictures all day with no film in the camera.”
“I would tease her all the time, ‘Gran can I get a copy of those pictures?’” Emmett said as his laughter quieted down.
“Did she get mad about that?” Bella’s voice came from behind me.
“No babe she would laugh, she never got mad. Gran was a great lady.” I told her before taking the last sip from the glass and then setting it in the holder. It grew quiet for a minute in honor of my grandmother’s memory.
“So Emmett, what was the worst thing you ate?” Alice asked to break the monotony of the quiet.
“Hmm…I would have to say it was the pinky mouse.”
“You ate a pinky mouse?” Jasper asked incredulously, I had heard this story and was not interested in hearing it again.
“What’s a pinky mouse?” the curiosity came through in Bella’s voice and it was Rose who answered.
“They are small mice that are just born, their eyes aren’t open yet and they have no hair.”
“You ate one of them?” I could hear the revulsion in her voice.
“Yup…I was in college and when your frat brothers dare you to do something…you do it.”
“Ewweee!” I was going to move but I couldn’t get out before Jasper asked, “Was it still alive?”
“Nooo…I fried it with some onions.”
Rather than the disgust that I thought Bella would show she laughed, “You fried the poor thing alive in a frying pan?”
“Yeah, I wasn’t going to eat him alive and squirmy…” Bella stiffened behind me saying ‘gross’ under her breath. Then Alice had to go and ask for the gruesome details. “What did it taste like?”
Emmett leaned back against the wall taking a drink of beer before explaining, “Well it wasn’t so much the taste, cause that was like fried onions and the skin was crispy…” the reaction from everyone was the same – disgust – but I knew it was going to get worse when he continued with his description, “…it was the texture. I put it in my mouth and when I bit into it…well let me ask you, have you ever had a gusher?”
Everyone had a look of nausea on their face and the collective groans came out along with the sounds of gagging. Bella let out a deep groan, “ohh….and I thought pâté was bad…” I chuckled at her words while she bent down close to my ear whispering, “thank you Master for not making me eat a pinky mouse.”
My arms reached up to wrap around her back, “do you seriously think I would ever do that?”
“Nooo,” the word purred in my ear, making my dick tell me it was time to go. I helped Jasper put the cover back on the hot-tub while Emmett cleaned up the area of dishes and bottles. When we got back into the house Bella had put her skirt back on over her suit. She came up to me under the pretence of handing me the bag with our clothes, but in reality she was presenting herself.
Before anything else could be done, I leaned down asking if she still the bottom of her suit on, and was very pleased when she told me ‘no.’
“That’s my girl,” I told her taking the bag from her hands and giving her the signal to continue what she was doing.
When I came out from changing the girls were all in the kitchen getting everything straightened up and as I passed by the entryway to go join my brothers all I heard was their giggling. Jasper hadn’t come down from changing yet and Emmett wondered why I was smiling.
“The girls are all laughing…” I didn’t get to finish because he interrupted my thought.
“Yeah, they are probably in there with a carrot teaching Alice how to take it up the ass.”
“Oh…don’t say that!” I had just gotten the words out when Jasper came through the door, “Who takes it up the ass?”
“No one!” We said in unison, and if she did I certainly didn’t want to know about it. Emmett quickly changed the subject, “Are you leaving?”
“Yeah, we’ve got to get home and let the dog out.” Jasper smiled shaking his head at me, I was going to ask him, but I didn’t have to because he took it upon himself to elaborate.
“I can’t believe there is a dog living in your house.”
I grinned telling him that he was Bella’s dog, but that I liked him and was glad that he was there.
“How long is Bella going to stay with you?”
I shrugged because honestly I had not thought about it. If I had it my way she would never leave but Jasper was waiting for some kind of answer. I didn’t want to get into all the things that were happening, for one I didn’t want to sound paranoid but I didn’t want to worry them either. Emmett knew some of the problems that were occurring, mostly those that centered around the club, but he didn’t know everything.
I gave the most honest answer I could, “I guess Bella will be there until she is sick of me.”
Emmett clapped me on the shoulder but looked to Jasper, “can I change my date?”
“No way man, I told you that you shot long.” Jasper answered with a grin.
“You two are Assholes.”
“Such language…” my sisters voice made me turn around, “…from mommy’s little gentleman,” she teased while Bella stood beside me biting her lip. I knew what the laughter was about – Me.
I asked if she was ready to go and a few minutes later all the hugs, the ‘I’ll call you’s, and the ‘don’t forget’s were done and we were leaving.
As I opened the door, my phone buzzed with a text message. I dropped the bag looking to Emmett.
“Can Rose wait here with Bella while we go to my house?”
“What’s up?”
“The alarm was triggered.”
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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
3/24/11
Chapter 45
BPOV
Seth’s pacing in the back of the car was making me jittery; he was only doing what dogs always do walking from one window to the other. But it was so quiet in the car that his padding around on the leather was nerve-wracking. Glancing at Edward his face was a mask of indifference but I knew he was upset with me. To be honest I shouldn’t have tried to move that damn table, however it was the last thing that I had to put away and I wanted it done so we could go home.
The eventful day was weighing on my mind and all I wanted to do was get out of there. The morning was great and Edward helped so much with setting up to get things prepared. Once everything was done and people started coming he took Vinny to walk around and my ladies came to man our table. I was going to go join Edward but Jean brought Carol over to talk to me about Heather.
For some reason she had wanted to come along today, Jean said she tried to talk her out of it but she couldn’t stop her. The thing was Heather was in the van terrified to come out, to make matters even stranger she was requesting to talk to me. I had met her once we only spoke briefly and nothing of a personal nature so her plea was confounding.
At first Jean and Carol waited outside while I spoke to Heather myself. Opening the door she sat in the back row of seats. Her shoulder length wavy hair hung around her oval face; I didn’t how old she was but I was sure she was younger than me.
“Hi Heather,” I smiled sitting in the seat in front of her. The position is a counseling technique that allows me to get a full perspective of her reactions.
“Hello.” That was all she said while she stared down at her lap.
I figured I should get this started because I had no clue what she wanted from me. “You’re not going to get out?”
“No. I can’t.” Her head moved over towards where everything was set up and I could see her eyes shifting through the crowd that was forming.
“Are you afraid he’s here?” She nodded so I asked, “would you rather someone take you back to the Center?”
“No,” Heather’s eyes met mine. “I needed to get away from that place.” I thought about what she said and wondered if maybe she had conflict with one of the other girls. She assured me that wasn’t the case.
“I have a little boy Bella.”
Oh
“How old is he?” I asked because normally mothers will come out of their shell when asked about their children, but Heather didn’t, I got a one word answer, “four.”
Four? She must have had him in her teens.
“How old are you?” the curiosity was getting the better of me.
“Twenty,” again with the one word answers.
“And the man you are away from,” I never say hiding from; always referring to them staying at the center as being away, “is his father?”
“No.”
I was beginning to feel like I was pulling teeth using only a string, getting one little piece at a time. Heather’s eyes shifted back through the crowd of people when she looked back to me I finally got some information out of her.
“My boyfriend is a cop, that’s why I wanted to talk to you. Because your father is a cop and I thought maybe you would understand.”
Ok, that was something to work with.
“Are you afraid he is out there, or one of his friends?” If that was her fear then it would be better for her to go back to the center.
“Oh, he is out there,” I looked out the window and a thought occurred to me.
“Where is your son now, is he with him?”
“No, my son is with my mother. He’s been living with her for a year because my husband doesn’t want him around. He thinks that my son looks too much like his father and he thinks that every time I look at my son I want his father back. But I don’t.”
“What do you want?” the question came out automatically it was her answer that surprised me.
“I want what is rightfully mine”
There was a fierceness in her voice and I would have inquired more on the subject but Carol popped the door open and asked if it was alright for them to come in. The four of us sat in the back of the van trying to decide what would be the best course of action. Finally realizing that Heather was not going to get out, and that she would be safe staying right where she was. There were going to be at least a dozen people from the center who would be staying back at the starting point, including Carol and she would make sure that no one came near the van.
Once everything was settled Carol needed to get things started so she left Jean and I alone to talk. There was one question that weighed on my mind.
“Jean did you tell Heather that my father was a policeman?”
“No!” she was adamant “Bella I would never give away personal information like that. We only started talking yesterday, if you can call it that. She won’t file a PFA because her husband is in some kind of law enforcement…” I cut Jean off because something else occurred to me.
“Are they married? Because at one point she called him her boyfriend and then she said husband.” I knew that it was common to call a live-in boyfriend your husband because women often thought it was the same thing. However, it was very odd for a wife to call her husband her boyfriend.
“She called him her husband, but she refused to tell me his name, and I got the distinct feeling that she thought you were going to be doing her counseling.”
“Did it sound like she knew me?” I scanned the recesses of my brain; Heather was a lot younger than I was so we couldn’t have gone to school together. I wasn’t one to go out socializing so I doubted we could have met that way.
“I don’t think so Bella, I believe it was simply because you were the first one to talk to her at the center, she just assumed. If you think it would be better, I’ll give you my notes and you can take over.”
“No Jean you’ll do great, besides I’m going to be gone. I was wondering why she would ask for me and how she knew about my father that’s all.” As we walked I thought about something else.
“Make sure you take detailed accurate notes.”
Jean assured me she would before going to get food and drinks for Heather. The rest of the morning went off without a hitch. It was a great day for a walk and even though I had feared the task that Edward had given me, I found that it was not hard to carry out. In a way I was kind of disappointed that we were going to Alice’s because I was sort of looking forward to him feeding me again.
After the walk Rose hugged me saying that she had to go and Leah and I got into a discussion. I tried to get her to change her mind about going to Alice’s for dinner.
“I just don’t see why you can’t save the chicken for tomorrow?” That seemed to be her biggest obstacle, a stupid chicken she had defrosted.
“Bella if you want to hang out with the beautiful people that’s fine, you will fit right in. I, on the other hand do not want to be the only beached whale on the sand.”
“Is that what your problem is? You know Rose is pregnant…”
“Bella, I’m not coming.” I sighed but resigned myself to the fact that she would be uncomfortable and not enjoy the evening anyway. Leah makes sure that when she is unhappy everyone around her knows it.
“Why didn’t you tell me you were going to Victoria? If you want to get away for a few days why didn’t you come to Forks early like us?”
Was she kidding me?
“We only decided on it a few days ago, and you want me to give up three nights in a luxury hotel with E…” I stumbled over the sentence catching myself before saying his name, “…with my boyfriend to go to Forks?”
Leah became indignant, “I know it is a strange idea that you might want to spend time with your family.”
“I’m going to be spending the whole weekend with my family.”
Leah rolled her eyes, “Whatever Bella. I guess that means you’re not going to yoga with me.”
“Can’t we go in the morning?” I asked her.
“No I have a shoot in the morning which I changed from the afternoon. But it doesn’t matter, go have fun and I’ll see you Friday at Mom’s?”
I knew that we didn’t spend much time together in the past few weeks. But I couldn’t help feeling resentful of the insinuation that it was my fault. We both had a lot going on in our lives and I tried not to take it personal when she sulked off without another word. She didn’t mean to sound spiteful and I understood that Leah was stressed with her new job; she was pregnant, hormonal and cranky.
Sitting in the quiet of the car I would have traded a dozen cranky sisters for the one irritated Master sitting next to me. My eye’s shifted in his direction once more and I just couldn’t take the quiet any longer.
“Are you terribly upset?”
Edward’s head turned in my direction piercing me with his dark eyes. “We will talk about it at home Isabella.”
I bit my lip in uneasiness because in Edward language that meant ‘yes.’
Pulling into the driveway I got a sense of foreboding as Edward turned off the car. The fluttering in the pit of my stomach was making me wish we could just get into the house and get it over with. He got out walking around to open my door, as I took his hand to step out his phone rang.
“Yeah?” I didn’t know who it was but it must have been someone who he knew very well for him to answer in such a manner. His eyes shifted to me as I shut the door after letting Seth out.
“When?” he sighed softly looking at his watch and then back to me motioning with his other hand telling me move along. “An hour should be fine…. alright I’ll see you then.” He hung up as he opened the front door, typing a code that I didn’t know into the security panel. I wanted to ask him what it was, but decided that it most likely wasn’t the best time.
Edward bent down to release Seth from his leash and as he stood back up he was flicking the latch with his thumb. “Perhaps I should use this on you, that way I could keep a better eye on what you are doing.”
I remained quiet while he scrutinized my face. “I want you back down here in this spot in five minutes wearing only one of my approved robes. Go!”
Answering with a quick ‘Yes Sir’, I scooted up the steps and into my room peeling off my clothes as I went because I had no intention of being one second late. I knew there was a robe hanging in the closet and after quickly using the bathroom I put it on and headed back downstairs to an empty room. I didn’t have to wait long for him to join me.
“So what’s the verdict?” Edward asked as he stood in front of me. Unsure of what he was referring to my gaze moved towards his.
“Keep your eyes down.” the forcefulness of his words caused me to comply without thought as he elaborated on the previous question.
“Do you need a leash Isabella? Do I need to keep you at arm’s length at all times to see that you don’t do anything to injure yourself?”
“No Sir.” I could feel my teeth biting the center of my lip as I tried to remain calm and not cry.
“No Sir,” he repeated my words dryly before continuing, “and yet here we are because you took it upon yourself to lift…how much did that table weigh?” He waited for me to answer.
“Fifty pounds,” the words came out in a hush.
“Minimum fifty pounds, which is still over three times what you are allowed to pick up.” Edward let that thought sink in before going on. “You know Isabella, I find it disconcerting that you would treat your health and wellbeing so callously, especially after I had brought it to your attention earlier. So tell me, what do you have to say for yourself?”
“Your girl is sorry Master she wanted to get the table away and she wasn’t lifting it, she was pushing…”
“Isabella, I saw you lifting it…” cutting him off I abruptly blurted out, “Only to get over a rock.”
In hind sight that wasn’t the smartest thing to do, I could hear the quick intake of air and Edward grew silent for a few seconds; when he spoke again his voice was deep and stern. “And what would have happened had you injured yourself lifting that table over a rock?”
“Answer me!” he snapped when I didn’t respond right away making me flinch and the tears that I had been holding back fell.
“Master your girl wasn’t thinking about that, she just wanted to get finished,” I said sniffling.
“Again Isabella with the not thinking…so what were you not thinking about, what could have happened?”
I sniffled knowing exactly what he asking me. “Your girl could dislodge her vertebra causing more damage….”
“Could my girl permanently lose the use of her arm?” The edge was gone from his tone.
My head nodded as I answered with a sniffle, “yes Sir.”
Edward gave me the signal to look at him, when I did his eyes were softer and imploring. “Then why would you take the risk rather than wait a few minutes for me to help you?”
“Didn’t…think of it…like that,” I told him through my tears.
I watched as Edward’s eyes darken and the sternness returned to his features, “Then I believe Isabella, that you need to be reminded that your wellbeing is first and foremost in my thoughts and it should be in yours as well.” He hesitated and then ordered, “Come with me.”
I followed him out into the kitchen wiping my nose on the sleeve of the robe until he came to a stop in front of the door that led to the playroom. Edward didn’t open it, so I knew what my punishment was going to be. He turned to face me as he gave me his instructions.
“Do you remember the rules Isabella? Thighs tight together, no moving, no talking, and you are to think about why you are here.”
I nodded, but Edward must have wanted my response because he demanded, “Answer me.”
“Yes Master.”
“I’m going to use your fifty pounds and you will stand here a minute for every pound over fifteen,” he said as he turned the knob on the timer. Once I was in position he placed the timer on the counter just as he had done before, out of my sight and then the ticking started.
My face was so close to the door that I closed my eyes trying to focus on anything but the sound of the timer. I had stood in the exact position before, however the two experiences were very different.
The first time Edward hadn’t told me how long I had to stand there. This time I was fully aware that I would remain unmoved for thirty-five minutes. It didn’t sound like a very long amount of time, yet as I stood there with tears running down my face listening to the ticking it felt like forever.
The most major difference was the atmosphere of the room. Both times the kitchen had been filled with tension. One was an enjoyable albeit frustrating tension the other was remorseful shame. I believed that had everything to do with the nature of the offence.
Then I was paying for unauthorized orgasms and the room was charged with sexual energy. I had thought that to be punishment but it wasn’t; that was discipline. It was a training tool that Edward used in order for me to learn, there was no sorrow or disappointment involved. I didn’t feel remorseful for what happened, I knew it was frowned upon and I was sure that if I continued to release without permission the consequences would be grave. But at that moment the torture that I endured was purely enjoyable and if I was not mistaken Edward took pleasure in dispensing it.
On the other hand what I was experiencing was punishment; I had done wrong and needed to pay my retribution. I had consciously gone against Edward’s request putting myself in danger and causing him anguish. I didn’t realize how much disappointment my actions had caused until I saw the worry in his eyes. That’s what the change in his demeanor in the living room was, concern for my safety.
The thought of the discontent I had caused him by my simple disregard was unconscionable, and I would have done anything to have taken it back. But I couldn’t, so there I stood listening to the incessant ticking, sniffling through the tears of regret. I was truly sorry that I had not taken proper care of myself, and as my nose continued to run I thought about wiping it on the robe, but I didn’t want to move and disappoint Edward yet again.
With my eyes closed I didn’t know that he had approached me until I felt the tissue on my face. The basic act of wiping my nose brought on a new round of tears. Edward was always taking care of me, seeing to my needs along with being concerned for my comfort and welfare. Yet when he asked me to do something for my own good I selfishly disregard his request.
The doorbell rang, as he once more wiped my nose. “Isabella I won’t be long and I’ll only be in the other room. If the timer goes off before I am back, you may be done.”
I heard Edward shuffle across the floor and once he was gone I could have moved but he trusted me and I didn’t want to disappoint him anymore than I already had. So even though I hated standing there against that damn door, feeling like a petulant child sent to the corner for time out. I stayed right where I was determined to see my punishment out, I had earned it, and I would serve it. Besides it was the only way to put it behind us so that it could be done and over with, never to be brought up again.
Furthermore, I wasn’t in any pain the only thing that hurt on me was my conscience and pride. It was rather humiliating and I hoped that whoever was at the door would not end up in the kitchen to find me there. The ding of the timer startled me; I wasn’t sure exactly what I was supposed to do. Edward said I could be done so after wiping my nose one more time I moved into the other room.
Edward was talking to a man who had his back to me. I was hoping that the visitor would not turn around because I was sure that my face was a mess. When Edward’s eyes met mine I could once again feel the tears starting to form.
“Excuse me for a minute,” he told his visitor before coming over to me, out of reflex I dropped my eyes so I couldn’t tell if his guest turned to see me or not.
Edward reached out wiping my tears with his thumbs letting out a sigh, “Isabella,” his hand cupped under my chin lifting it so that I would look at him. A sad smile played on his face as he wiped another tear. “Go wash your face and relax in my room, I’ll be right up.”
“Yes Master,” speaking softly so that only he would hear my words.
Seth followed me up the stairs, laying in his bed while I went into the bathroom. I was correct; my face was splotchy, with puffy eyes and a red nose, which felt much better once I could blow it. Washing my face with some cold water and brushing my hair helped immensely to enhance my mood. I would have brushed my teeth but Edward was not there to give me permission, so I let it go.
Opening the door, Edward was standing there waiting for me to come out, in his hand he held a bottle of water. “Come here.”
Sitting in the chair he settled back with me in his lap as his arms wrapped around me; I buried my head in his neck and cried. Edward held me tightly rubbing my back in a soothing motion, while placing soft kisses on my head as I let go of all the leftover emotions. After a few minutes the cleansing I felt was liberating, allowing me to think clearly.
“Do you feel better?” Edward asked as his lips brushed against the top of my head.
“Yes Sir,” he handed me a tissue and after wiping my nose he gave me the bottle of water, which I handed back to him before snuggling back into his chest.
“Your girl is sorry that she made you have to punish her,” I spoke the words against the nape of his neck and he sighed.
“I know,” he held me quietly for a few minutes before taking my chin to raise it so I would look at him. “Isabella, you have to promise me that you will take better care of yourself. I can only do so much to make sure that you stay completely protected from any harm. But I can’t shelter you from yourself; you need to think about your actions, because it would kill me if something happened to you.”
I knew he was right and I told him I would pay more attention to what I was doing. Edward held me for a few more minutes telling me that the man was Mike from the club. He had papers that Aro had sent for him to look over. I asked him about the code for the security system.
“Actually Isabella it is still running on the default, because I hadn’t thought of anything to change it to.”
“How about alarms?” I suggested, because that was what I was going to use at my own house.
“Alarms?” He didn’t understand what I meant by that.
“Yeah you know, like on the phone the letters correspond to a number. It’s easier to remember that way.”
Edward smiled at me, “Alarms it is then. You need to get dressed or we’re going to be late. I want you to wear a casual skirt.”
I hadn’t realized that we had spent so much time sitting there and I had to hurry to get everything together. There wasn’t time to dwell on what to wear so I threw on my kaki skirt and brown sleeveless silk shirt, with brown strappy sandals. Edward approved of my choice of dress and as he was leaving carrying the tote with our swimming stuff I stopped him.
“Master your girl needs to brush her teeth.” He eyed me but nodded in assent before calling Seth and leaving to go down to change the code.
While I was in the bathroom I wondered why he had given me that particular task. It seemed rather illogical, I had originally thought that we would be spending the weekend with me on his lap being fed, but that hadn’t occurred at all. I couldn’t imagine that he was going to do that at Alice’s and the next day we would be gone all morning. It might be possible to get in a late lunch; even that prospect seemed like a stretch. As I left the bathroom I assumed he had his reasons and I would comply even though I didn’t fully understand.
Edward was coming in from the kitchen when I got downstairs; he didn’t give me time to present myself before taking my hand and leading me to the couch. “I’m sorry Isabella I need to fix something.”
While he said the words his hands began to open the button of my skirt wasting no time with the zipper. As the material fell to the floor he tisked. “That’s what I thought, my fault, I forgot to tell you.” His thumbs slipped into the sides of my dark blue boy shorts sliding them down over my thighs. I could feel the tingle from his touch sending my insides into overdrive, but it was his words that made me whimper.
“No panties tonight Isabella, but don’t worry you won’t be bare.” I didn’t know what he was going to do but last time he said something to that effect he had placed a clamp on me. Part of me was excited about that and the other part remembered the pain as it was removed.
“You looked worried my pet.” I worked on relaxing my face, resolved to whatever he had in mind; I must have succeeded because his next comment was one of satisfaction.
“Ahh…much better.” Edward took my hand, “I need you to quickly get in your waiting position on the table and then offer yourself to me.”
What? On the table?
I looked down at the piece of furniture it was made of solid wood and fairly wide, I wasn’t that heavy yet I wondered if it would hold me. Edward was not happy with my hesitation.
“Now, Isabella.”
I knelt down in the center of the table the same time that Edward sat down on the couch in front of me. As I placed my hands behind me to grip the edge of the table my hips rose up in an offering. My eyes were fixed on his face; he was so close to my center that I could feel his breath against my skin. My breathing hitched as the juices flooded my core making me feel like a wanton slut. It felt like forever before he actually touched me and when he did I couldn’t help the whimper that came out of my mouth nor the twitch in my hips.
Edward’s dark eyes met mine, “still jumpy Isabella,” his hand came down in a quick slap.
“Ah,” I gasped.
“Oh yes…that’s the sound I like to hear.” Again his hand came down making me moan once more.
“Mmmm…maybe later Isabella, right now we just don’t have the time.” As he said the word ‘time’ his two fingers ran up my folds causing my hips to buck when they reached my clit before spreading me open.
“Ah, there it is all pink and wet. Let’s see if I can get to grow.”
Grow? What does that mean?
I didn’t have time to reason out what Edward was saying because he lowered his face taking my clit in his mouth sucking on it.
“Ohhhhh….” I shuddered out the breath as his warm mouth worked me into frenzy, my legs were quivering and it was getting hard to keep myself up. Edward’s teeth scraped over me several times before he used the tip of his tongue in a flicking motion. I was gasping for breath and could feel the warmth of an orgasm beginning to take hold; just as I was about to ask he moved his head back and to my whimpering protest his fingers once again spread me open.
“Yes, that is much better.” I stared at him in disbelief because it certainly was not better for me. While I was watching him he pulled something out of his shirt pocket. Holding it up for me to see, it was a sliver clip with a blue crystal dangling in front of it. I didn’t think it was a clamp but I wasn’t sure either.
“This is a clit clip...,” As Edward started talking his thumb started slowly moving in a circle around my clit, “…the only problem is your clit needs to be aroused so that it’s larger, or the effect just isn’t the same.”
My arms were starting to grow tired and the pressure was building as the warmth started to radiate through me once again I moaned out, “pleassseee.”
“Yes that’s the sound, almost there Isabella.” His thumb never picked up speed or pressure as it slowly drove me to my breaking point. My breathing was coming out in pants and I begged in pure need, “pleeaasssee, may your girl cum?”
“Sorry Isabella, allowing you to cum would defeat the purpose.” His tongue made one more gentle sweep over my clit, it was nowhere near what I needed for release and I whimpered out in frustration. Edward’s other hand slid the clip into place around my bundle of nerves and then squeezed around it before sitting back to gaze at me.
“There, that should do it.”
That should do it?
I was a quivering mess and the clip was putting just enough tension on my clit to keep me in limbo. I must have had some kind of expression on my face because Edward’s eyes narrowed. “Do you have something you wish to say?”
Did I?
I was still trying to come to terms with being denied an orgasm when I was so close but he was waiting for an answer. “No Master,” my voice was shaky.
“Good…Now sit up and relax.” Edward assisted me back into my waiting position and then sat back. He eyes were fixed between my open thighs as his head tilted from one side to the other like he was evaluating a fine piece of art.
His hand moved to tap the crystal that hung over the top of my clit making me flinch from the jolt of sensation. The grin on his face left no doubt in my mind that was the reaction he was hoping for. “Come Isabella, get your skirt back on, we have to go.”
As he helped me up I became aware that every movement of my hips caused the clip to vibrate the nerves while the crystal tapped against it. After a few steps I had to stop walking to get my control back.
Holy Hell!
Edward eyed me as he opened the front door, “Interesting isn’t it?”
“Yes Master,” my breathing was shaky and I hoped I would get used to the constant stimulation.
Edward stared into my eyes, “I would suggest you not cum Isabella, because you will not like the result.”
I didn’t say anything, because it took all my focus to walk to the car without having an orgasm. During the whole ride my mind was going through states at a furious pace. By the time we had gotten to Alice’s I had been through all fifty and was starting again. With my thighs pressed together the throbbing was agonizing and I couldn’t sit with my legs open because I didn’t have any panties on. I had no idea how the hell I was going to get through the evening.
Pulling up in front of the house, we were a few minutes late but that didn’t stop Edward from giving me instructions as he held my hand while I got out of the car. “Modified Isabella, your task stands and behave yourself.”
“Master your girl always behaves,” I told him with a sly grin looking up through my lashes.
Edward got a smirk on his face moving closer to fill the space between us, “As a matter of fact, she doesn’t. Sometimes she’s naughty.” His lips were so close to mine all I could focus on was the way they formed the words as he spoke. I should have been paying better attention to his other hand because it snaked its way up the inside of my thigh. His fingers tapped the crystal making me moan as his lips met mine.
I was lost in the kiss letting my body lead me, “Hey! Are you two coming in or are you going to give the neighbors something to talk about?” Emmett’s loud voice startling us out of our embrace.
Edward moved away from me and I straighten my skirt before he shut the car door and followed Emmett into the house. Esme was in the living room with Mia on her hip and Vinny holding her other hand.
“Hi Uncle Eddie, we are sleeping at grandma’s!” he announced while Jasper stood behind them with an overnight bag slung on his shoulder.
Edward kissed his mother on the cheek and then his niece before he addressed his nephew while Esme said hello to me. “Have fun big guy,” then he looked back to his mother, “are you going home or staying in the city?”
I was confused by his question but Esme’s answer sort of cleared it up, “No we are staying in the apartment tonight because we have the breakfast in the morning.”
I didn’t know that the Cullen’s had an apartment in the city but I suppose that would make sense. “Maybe you should take Edward too mom, teach him some manners so he stops molesting little Bella out in public.”
“Shut the hell up,” Edward replied while my face turned red.
“I’m sure Edward is a perfect gentleman in public and in private,” his mother boasted and I couldn’t help but to think of how her perfect gentleman of a son had me kneel on a table, put a clip on me and stole my panties. That thought made my face burn even more and Emmett laughed.
“Perfect Gentleman .Ha!...Look at Bella’s face!” glancing at Emmett and then back to Esme I came to Edward’s defense, “He is always a gentleman.”
Edward must have liked that answer because I was rewarded with a kiss to my forehead. Esme’s eyes sparkled. “Well if he isn’t dear you let me know…” her eyes flicked to her son, “…and I will take care of that for you.”
I giggled, “I’ll keep that in mind.”
Esme and the kids said goodbye and while Jasper helped her to the car the rest of us joined Alice and Rose in the kitchen. Alice was mixing some kind of concoction in a pitcher while Rose was slicing up tomatoes for the salad.
“Alice if your neighbors get a petition circling about public indecency you can blame little Eddie here.”
Looking up from her mixing her eyes narrowed. ‘What did you to do?” the irritation was focused on us.
“Nothing,” Edward tried to explain but Emmett stopped him.
“Nothing my ass, you were sucking little Bella’s face like she was a triple thick shake…” I gasped glaring at the him because I wasn’t exactly sure I wanted to be compared to a Frosty, but Edward handled it completely differently.
“Damn straight!! Do you want to see an instant replay?”
“No!” his sister shouted but Emmett was more than willing under the right conditions, “Only if you tell what your hand was doing.”
“What hand?” I was going for innocence but it came off as guilt and I’m sure the blush on my face didn’t help the situation.
Emmett laughed while Alice got more to the point, “If you two are going to start fucking in my driveway could you do me a favor and at least wait until its dark, and Bella be quiet this time.”
No one had a chance to reply because just then Jasper cleared his throat and when we turned to look at him Tanya was standing by his side. “Excuse me for interrupting your family circle,” her eyes flickered to mine and then to Edward’s hand that was still draped around my shoulder, “but I couldn’t get here by six.” When no one said anything she smiled and then added, “Hello Edward.”
“Tanya,” his voice was tight while Alice bless her heart came to the rescue.
“I have it ready for you,” before she moved Alice pointed to the pitcher, “Bella this is Blueberry Mojitos help yourself.”
As I nodded Edward spoke, “Isabella will be drinking wine tonight.” My face fell into a pout as did Alice’s however while I remained quiet she whined.
“I made that whole pitcher now who’s going to drink it?” The answer came from the woman who everyone was trying hard to ignore.
“I have time to spare and Mojitos are my favorite,” every eye in the room turned to Tanya but it was Jasper who spoke.
“Sorry, as you said this is a family gathering,” at his words her eyes once again flickered to me as Edward’s arm hugged me tighter to his body.
“Family?” the acidity in her tone matched the sour look on her face.
“Yes, Family.” Jaspers voice was one of conviction leaving no doubt that he was including me in his indication of unity.
Tanya’s eyes narrowed and I knew what she thinking but the words never came, maybe she was smarter than she looked. Alice quickly ushered her out of the room and I breathed a sigh of relief. There was no question in my mind that I would have to deal with her again. She did not seem like the kind of woman to let things go simply because the odds are not in her favor. I would deal with that when the time comes the same way I’ve dealt with everything else in my life.
Shifting on my feet I realized that I had a more immediate problem. The movement caused my clit to throb with need as the clip did what it was intended to do. Taking the glass of wine from Edward I did the only thing I could do ~ …Alabama…Alaska…Arizona…
Seth’s pacing in the back of the car was making me jittery; he was only doing what dogs always do walking from one window to the other. But it was so quiet in the car that his padding around on the leather was nerve-wracking. Glancing at Edward his face was a mask of indifference but I knew he was upset with me. To be honest I shouldn’t have tried to move that damn table, however it was the last thing that I had to put away and I wanted it done so we could go home.
The eventful day was weighing on my mind and all I wanted to do was get out of there. The morning was great and Edward helped so much with setting up to get things prepared. Once everything was done and people started coming he took Vinny to walk around and my ladies came to man our table. I was going to go join Edward but Jean brought Carol over to talk to me about Heather.
For some reason she had wanted to come along today, Jean said she tried to talk her out of it but she couldn’t stop her. The thing was Heather was in the van terrified to come out, to make matters even stranger she was requesting to talk to me. I had met her once we only spoke briefly and nothing of a personal nature so her plea was confounding.
At first Jean and Carol waited outside while I spoke to Heather myself. Opening the door she sat in the back row of seats. Her shoulder length wavy hair hung around her oval face; I didn’t how old she was but I was sure she was younger than me.
“Hi Heather,” I smiled sitting in the seat in front of her. The position is a counseling technique that allows me to get a full perspective of her reactions.
“Hello.” That was all she said while she stared down at her lap.
I figured I should get this started because I had no clue what she wanted from me. “You’re not going to get out?”
“No. I can’t.” Her head moved over towards where everything was set up and I could see her eyes shifting through the crowd that was forming.
“Are you afraid he’s here?” She nodded so I asked, “would you rather someone take you back to the Center?”
“No,” Heather’s eyes met mine. “I needed to get away from that place.” I thought about what she said and wondered if maybe she had conflict with one of the other girls. She assured me that wasn’t the case.
“I have a little boy Bella.”
Oh
“How old is he?” I asked because normally mothers will come out of their shell when asked about their children, but Heather didn’t, I got a one word answer, “four.”
Four? She must have had him in her teens.
“How old are you?” the curiosity was getting the better of me.
“Twenty,” again with the one word answers.
“And the man you are away from,” I never say hiding from; always referring to them staying at the center as being away, “is his father?”
“No.”
I was beginning to feel like I was pulling teeth using only a string, getting one little piece at a time. Heather’s eyes shifted back through the crowd of people when she looked back to me I finally got some information out of her.
“My boyfriend is a cop, that’s why I wanted to talk to you. Because your father is a cop and I thought maybe you would understand.”
Ok, that was something to work with.
“Are you afraid he is out there, or one of his friends?” If that was her fear then it would be better for her to go back to the center.
“Oh, he is out there,” I looked out the window and a thought occurred to me.
“Where is your son now, is he with him?”
“No, my son is with my mother. He’s been living with her for a year because my husband doesn’t want him around. He thinks that my son looks too much like his father and he thinks that every time I look at my son I want his father back. But I don’t.”
“What do you want?” the question came out automatically it was her answer that surprised me.
“I want what is rightfully mine”
There was a fierceness in her voice and I would have inquired more on the subject but Carol popped the door open and asked if it was alright for them to come in. The four of us sat in the back of the van trying to decide what would be the best course of action. Finally realizing that Heather was not going to get out, and that she would be safe staying right where she was. There were going to be at least a dozen people from the center who would be staying back at the starting point, including Carol and she would make sure that no one came near the van.
Once everything was settled Carol needed to get things started so she left Jean and I alone to talk. There was one question that weighed on my mind.
“Jean did you tell Heather that my father was a policeman?”
“No!” she was adamant “Bella I would never give away personal information like that. We only started talking yesterday, if you can call it that. She won’t file a PFA because her husband is in some kind of law enforcement…” I cut Jean off because something else occurred to me.
“Are they married? Because at one point she called him her boyfriend and then she said husband.” I knew that it was common to call a live-in boyfriend your husband because women often thought it was the same thing. However, it was very odd for a wife to call her husband her boyfriend.
“She called him her husband, but she refused to tell me his name, and I got the distinct feeling that she thought you were going to be doing her counseling.”
“Did it sound like she knew me?” I scanned the recesses of my brain; Heather was a lot younger than I was so we couldn’t have gone to school together. I wasn’t one to go out socializing so I doubted we could have met that way.
“I don’t think so Bella, I believe it was simply because you were the first one to talk to her at the center, she just assumed. If you think it would be better, I’ll give you my notes and you can take over.”
“No Jean you’ll do great, besides I’m going to be gone. I was wondering why she would ask for me and how she knew about my father that’s all.” As we walked I thought about something else.
“Make sure you take detailed accurate notes.”
Jean assured me she would before going to get food and drinks for Heather. The rest of the morning went off without a hitch. It was a great day for a walk and even though I had feared the task that Edward had given me, I found that it was not hard to carry out. In a way I was kind of disappointed that we were going to Alice’s because I was sort of looking forward to him feeding me again.
After the walk Rose hugged me saying that she had to go and Leah and I got into a discussion. I tried to get her to change her mind about going to Alice’s for dinner.
“I just don’t see why you can’t save the chicken for tomorrow?” That seemed to be her biggest obstacle, a stupid chicken she had defrosted.
“Bella if you want to hang out with the beautiful people that’s fine, you will fit right in. I, on the other hand do not want to be the only beached whale on the sand.”
“Is that what your problem is? You know Rose is pregnant…”
“Bella, I’m not coming.” I sighed but resigned myself to the fact that she would be uncomfortable and not enjoy the evening anyway. Leah makes sure that when she is unhappy everyone around her knows it.
“Why didn’t you tell me you were going to Victoria? If you want to get away for a few days why didn’t you come to Forks early like us?”
Was she kidding me?
“We only decided on it a few days ago, and you want me to give up three nights in a luxury hotel with E…” I stumbled over the sentence catching myself before saying his name, “…with my boyfriend to go to Forks?”
Leah became indignant, “I know it is a strange idea that you might want to spend time with your family.”
“I’m going to be spending the whole weekend with my family.”
Leah rolled her eyes, “Whatever Bella. I guess that means you’re not going to yoga with me.”
“Can’t we go in the morning?” I asked her.
“No I have a shoot in the morning which I changed from the afternoon. But it doesn’t matter, go have fun and I’ll see you Friday at Mom’s?”
I knew that we didn’t spend much time together in the past few weeks. But I couldn’t help feeling resentful of the insinuation that it was my fault. We both had a lot going on in our lives and I tried not to take it personal when she sulked off without another word. She didn’t mean to sound spiteful and I understood that Leah was stressed with her new job; she was pregnant, hormonal and cranky.
Sitting in the quiet of the car I would have traded a dozen cranky sisters for the one irritated Master sitting next to me. My eye’s shifted in his direction once more and I just couldn’t take the quiet any longer.
“Are you terribly upset?”
Edward’s head turned in my direction piercing me with his dark eyes. “We will talk about it at home Isabella.”
I bit my lip in uneasiness because in Edward language that meant ‘yes.’
Pulling into the driveway I got a sense of foreboding as Edward turned off the car. The fluttering in the pit of my stomach was making me wish we could just get into the house and get it over with. He got out walking around to open my door, as I took his hand to step out his phone rang.
“Yeah?” I didn’t know who it was but it must have been someone who he knew very well for him to answer in such a manner. His eyes shifted to me as I shut the door after letting Seth out.
“When?” he sighed softly looking at his watch and then back to me motioning with his other hand telling me move along. “An hour should be fine…. alright I’ll see you then.” He hung up as he opened the front door, typing a code that I didn’t know into the security panel. I wanted to ask him what it was, but decided that it most likely wasn’t the best time.
Edward bent down to release Seth from his leash and as he stood back up he was flicking the latch with his thumb. “Perhaps I should use this on you, that way I could keep a better eye on what you are doing.”
I remained quiet while he scrutinized my face. “I want you back down here in this spot in five minutes wearing only one of my approved robes. Go!”
Answering with a quick ‘Yes Sir’, I scooted up the steps and into my room peeling off my clothes as I went because I had no intention of being one second late. I knew there was a robe hanging in the closet and after quickly using the bathroom I put it on and headed back downstairs to an empty room. I didn’t have to wait long for him to join me.
“So what’s the verdict?” Edward asked as he stood in front of me. Unsure of what he was referring to my gaze moved towards his.
“Keep your eyes down.” the forcefulness of his words caused me to comply without thought as he elaborated on the previous question.
“Do you need a leash Isabella? Do I need to keep you at arm’s length at all times to see that you don’t do anything to injure yourself?”
“No Sir.” I could feel my teeth biting the center of my lip as I tried to remain calm and not cry.
“No Sir,” he repeated my words dryly before continuing, “and yet here we are because you took it upon yourself to lift…how much did that table weigh?” He waited for me to answer.
“Fifty pounds,” the words came out in a hush.
“Minimum fifty pounds, which is still over three times what you are allowed to pick up.” Edward let that thought sink in before going on. “You know Isabella, I find it disconcerting that you would treat your health and wellbeing so callously, especially after I had brought it to your attention earlier. So tell me, what do you have to say for yourself?”
“Your girl is sorry Master she wanted to get the table away and she wasn’t lifting it, she was pushing…”
“Isabella, I saw you lifting it…” cutting him off I abruptly blurted out, “Only to get over a rock.”
In hind sight that wasn’t the smartest thing to do, I could hear the quick intake of air and Edward grew silent for a few seconds; when he spoke again his voice was deep and stern. “And what would have happened had you injured yourself lifting that table over a rock?”
“Answer me!” he snapped when I didn’t respond right away making me flinch and the tears that I had been holding back fell.
“Master your girl wasn’t thinking about that, she just wanted to get finished,” I said sniffling.
“Again Isabella with the not thinking…so what were you not thinking about, what could have happened?”
I sniffled knowing exactly what he asking me. “Your girl could dislodge her vertebra causing more damage….”
“Could my girl permanently lose the use of her arm?” The edge was gone from his tone.
My head nodded as I answered with a sniffle, “yes Sir.”
Edward gave me the signal to look at him, when I did his eyes were softer and imploring. “Then why would you take the risk rather than wait a few minutes for me to help you?”
“Didn’t…think of it…like that,” I told him through my tears.
I watched as Edward’s eyes darken and the sternness returned to his features, “Then I believe Isabella, that you need to be reminded that your wellbeing is first and foremost in my thoughts and it should be in yours as well.” He hesitated and then ordered, “Come with me.”
I followed him out into the kitchen wiping my nose on the sleeve of the robe until he came to a stop in front of the door that led to the playroom. Edward didn’t open it, so I knew what my punishment was going to be. He turned to face me as he gave me his instructions.
“Do you remember the rules Isabella? Thighs tight together, no moving, no talking, and you are to think about why you are here.”
I nodded, but Edward must have wanted my response because he demanded, “Answer me.”
“Yes Master.”
“I’m going to use your fifty pounds and you will stand here a minute for every pound over fifteen,” he said as he turned the knob on the timer. Once I was in position he placed the timer on the counter just as he had done before, out of my sight and then the ticking started.
My face was so close to the door that I closed my eyes trying to focus on anything but the sound of the timer. I had stood in the exact position before, however the two experiences were very different.
The first time Edward hadn’t told me how long I had to stand there. This time I was fully aware that I would remain unmoved for thirty-five minutes. It didn’t sound like a very long amount of time, yet as I stood there with tears running down my face listening to the ticking it felt like forever.
The most major difference was the atmosphere of the room. Both times the kitchen had been filled with tension. One was an enjoyable albeit frustrating tension the other was remorseful shame. I believed that had everything to do with the nature of the offence.
Then I was paying for unauthorized orgasms and the room was charged with sexual energy. I had thought that to be punishment but it wasn’t; that was discipline. It was a training tool that Edward used in order for me to learn, there was no sorrow or disappointment involved. I didn’t feel remorseful for what happened, I knew it was frowned upon and I was sure that if I continued to release without permission the consequences would be grave. But at that moment the torture that I endured was purely enjoyable and if I was not mistaken Edward took pleasure in dispensing it.
On the other hand what I was experiencing was punishment; I had done wrong and needed to pay my retribution. I had consciously gone against Edward’s request putting myself in danger and causing him anguish. I didn’t realize how much disappointment my actions had caused until I saw the worry in his eyes. That’s what the change in his demeanor in the living room was, concern for my safety.
The thought of the discontent I had caused him by my simple disregard was unconscionable, and I would have done anything to have taken it back. But I couldn’t, so there I stood listening to the incessant ticking, sniffling through the tears of regret. I was truly sorry that I had not taken proper care of myself, and as my nose continued to run I thought about wiping it on the robe, but I didn’t want to move and disappoint Edward yet again.
With my eyes closed I didn’t know that he had approached me until I felt the tissue on my face. The basic act of wiping my nose brought on a new round of tears. Edward was always taking care of me, seeing to my needs along with being concerned for my comfort and welfare. Yet when he asked me to do something for my own good I selfishly disregard his request.
The doorbell rang, as he once more wiped my nose. “Isabella I won’t be long and I’ll only be in the other room. If the timer goes off before I am back, you may be done.”
I heard Edward shuffle across the floor and once he was gone I could have moved but he trusted me and I didn’t want to disappoint him anymore than I already had. So even though I hated standing there against that damn door, feeling like a petulant child sent to the corner for time out. I stayed right where I was determined to see my punishment out, I had earned it, and I would serve it. Besides it was the only way to put it behind us so that it could be done and over with, never to be brought up again.
Furthermore, I wasn’t in any pain the only thing that hurt on me was my conscience and pride. It was rather humiliating and I hoped that whoever was at the door would not end up in the kitchen to find me there. The ding of the timer startled me; I wasn’t sure exactly what I was supposed to do. Edward said I could be done so after wiping my nose one more time I moved into the other room.
Edward was talking to a man who had his back to me. I was hoping that the visitor would not turn around because I was sure that my face was a mess. When Edward’s eyes met mine I could once again feel the tears starting to form.
“Excuse me for a minute,” he told his visitor before coming over to me, out of reflex I dropped my eyes so I couldn’t tell if his guest turned to see me or not.
Edward reached out wiping my tears with his thumbs letting out a sigh, “Isabella,” his hand cupped under my chin lifting it so that I would look at him. A sad smile played on his face as he wiped another tear. “Go wash your face and relax in my room, I’ll be right up.”
“Yes Master,” speaking softly so that only he would hear my words.
Seth followed me up the stairs, laying in his bed while I went into the bathroom. I was correct; my face was splotchy, with puffy eyes and a red nose, which felt much better once I could blow it. Washing my face with some cold water and brushing my hair helped immensely to enhance my mood. I would have brushed my teeth but Edward was not there to give me permission, so I let it go.
Opening the door, Edward was standing there waiting for me to come out, in his hand he held a bottle of water. “Come here.”
Sitting in the chair he settled back with me in his lap as his arms wrapped around me; I buried my head in his neck and cried. Edward held me tightly rubbing my back in a soothing motion, while placing soft kisses on my head as I let go of all the leftover emotions. After a few minutes the cleansing I felt was liberating, allowing me to think clearly.
“Do you feel better?” Edward asked as his lips brushed against the top of my head.
“Yes Sir,” he handed me a tissue and after wiping my nose he gave me the bottle of water, which I handed back to him before snuggling back into his chest.
“Your girl is sorry that she made you have to punish her,” I spoke the words against the nape of his neck and he sighed.
“I know,” he held me quietly for a few minutes before taking my chin to raise it so I would look at him. “Isabella, you have to promise me that you will take better care of yourself. I can only do so much to make sure that you stay completely protected from any harm. But I can’t shelter you from yourself; you need to think about your actions, because it would kill me if something happened to you.”
I knew he was right and I told him I would pay more attention to what I was doing. Edward held me for a few more minutes telling me that the man was Mike from the club. He had papers that Aro had sent for him to look over. I asked him about the code for the security system.
“Actually Isabella it is still running on the default, because I hadn’t thought of anything to change it to.”
“How about alarms?” I suggested, because that was what I was going to use at my own house.
“Alarms?” He didn’t understand what I meant by that.
“Yeah you know, like on the phone the letters correspond to a number. It’s easier to remember that way.”
Edward smiled at me, “Alarms it is then. You need to get dressed or we’re going to be late. I want you to wear a casual skirt.”
I hadn’t realized that we had spent so much time sitting there and I had to hurry to get everything together. There wasn’t time to dwell on what to wear so I threw on my kaki skirt and brown sleeveless silk shirt, with brown strappy sandals. Edward approved of my choice of dress and as he was leaving carrying the tote with our swimming stuff I stopped him.
“Master your girl needs to brush her teeth.” He eyed me but nodded in assent before calling Seth and leaving to go down to change the code.
While I was in the bathroom I wondered why he had given me that particular task. It seemed rather illogical, I had originally thought that we would be spending the weekend with me on his lap being fed, but that hadn’t occurred at all. I couldn’t imagine that he was going to do that at Alice’s and the next day we would be gone all morning. It might be possible to get in a late lunch; even that prospect seemed like a stretch. As I left the bathroom I assumed he had his reasons and I would comply even though I didn’t fully understand.
Edward was coming in from the kitchen when I got downstairs; he didn’t give me time to present myself before taking my hand and leading me to the couch. “I’m sorry Isabella I need to fix something.”
While he said the words his hands began to open the button of my skirt wasting no time with the zipper. As the material fell to the floor he tisked. “That’s what I thought, my fault, I forgot to tell you.” His thumbs slipped into the sides of my dark blue boy shorts sliding them down over my thighs. I could feel the tingle from his touch sending my insides into overdrive, but it was his words that made me whimper.
“No panties tonight Isabella, but don’t worry you won’t be bare.” I didn’t know what he was going to do but last time he said something to that effect he had placed a clamp on me. Part of me was excited about that and the other part remembered the pain as it was removed.
“You looked worried my pet.” I worked on relaxing my face, resolved to whatever he had in mind; I must have succeeded because his next comment was one of satisfaction.
“Ahh…much better.” Edward took my hand, “I need you to quickly get in your waiting position on the table and then offer yourself to me.”
What? On the table?
I looked down at the piece of furniture it was made of solid wood and fairly wide, I wasn’t that heavy yet I wondered if it would hold me. Edward was not happy with my hesitation.
“Now, Isabella.”
I knelt down in the center of the table the same time that Edward sat down on the couch in front of me. As I placed my hands behind me to grip the edge of the table my hips rose up in an offering. My eyes were fixed on his face; he was so close to my center that I could feel his breath against my skin. My breathing hitched as the juices flooded my core making me feel like a wanton slut. It felt like forever before he actually touched me and when he did I couldn’t help the whimper that came out of my mouth nor the twitch in my hips.
Edward’s dark eyes met mine, “still jumpy Isabella,” his hand came down in a quick slap.
“Ah,” I gasped.
“Oh yes…that’s the sound I like to hear.” Again his hand came down making me moan once more.
“Mmmm…maybe later Isabella, right now we just don’t have the time.” As he said the word ‘time’ his two fingers ran up my folds causing my hips to buck when they reached my clit before spreading me open.
“Ah, there it is all pink and wet. Let’s see if I can get to grow.”
Grow? What does that mean?
I didn’t have time to reason out what Edward was saying because he lowered his face taking my clit in his mouth sucking on it.
“Ohhhhh….” I shuddered out the breath as his warm mouth worked me into frenzy, my legs were quivering and it was getting hard to keep myself up. Edward’s teeth scraped over me several times before he used the tip of his tongue in a flicking motion. I was gasping for breath and could feel the warmth of an orgasm beginning to take hold; just as I was about to ask he moved his head back and to my whimpering protest his fingers once again spread me open.
“Yes, that is much better.” I stared at him in disbelief because it certainly was not better for me. While I was watching him he pulled something out of his shirt pocket. Holding it up for me to see, it was a sliver clip with a blue crystal dangling in front of it. I didn’t think it was a clamp but I wasn’t sure either.
“This is a clit clip...,” As Edward started talking his thumb started slowly moving in a circle around my clit, “…the only problem is your clit needs to be aroused so that it’s larger, or the effect just isn’t the same.”
My arms were starting to grow tired and the pressure was building as the warmth started to radiate through me once again I moaned out, “pleassseee.”
“Yes that’s the sound, almost there Isabella.” His thumb never picked up speed or pressure as it slowly drove me to my breaking point. My breathing was coming out in pants and I begged in pure need, “pleeaasssee, may your girl cum?”
“Sorry Isabella, allowing you to cum would defeat the purpose.” His tongue made one more gentle sweep over my clit, it was nowhere near what I needed for release and I whimpered out in frustration. Edward’s other hand slid the clip into place around my bundle of nerves and then squeezed around it before sitting back to gaze at me.
“There, that should do it.”
That should do it?
I was a quivering mess and the clip was putting just enough tension on my clit to keep me in limbo. I must have had some kind of expression on my face because Edward’s eyes narrowed. “Do you have something you wish to say?”
Did I?
I was still trying to come to terms with being denied an orgasm when I was so close but he was waiting for an answer. “No Master,” my voice was shaky.
“Good…Now sit up and relax.” Edward assisted me back into my waiting position and then sat back. He eyes were fixed between my open thighs as his head tilted from one side to the other like he was evaluating a fine piece of art.
His hand moved to tap the crystal that hung over the top of my clit making me flinch from the jolt of sensation. The grin on his face left no doubt in my mind that was the reaction he was hoping for. “Come Isabella, get your skirt back on, we have to go.”
As he helped me up I became aware that every movement of my hips caused the clip to vibrate the nerves while the crystal tapped against it. After a few steps I had to stop walking to get my control back.
Holy Hell!
Edward eyed me as he opened the front door, “Interesting isn’t it?”
“Yes Master,” my breathing was shaky and I hoped I would get used to the constant stimulation.
Edward stared into my eyes, “I would suggest you not cum Isabella, because you will not like the result.”
I didn’t say anything, because it took all my focus to walk to the car without having an orgasm. During the whole ride my mind was going through states at a furious pace. By the time we had gotten to Alice’s I had been through all fifty and was starting again. With my thighs pressed together the throbbing was agonizing and I couldn’t sit with my legs open because I didn’t have any panties on. I had no idea how the hell I was going to get through the evening.
Pulling up in front of the house, we were a few minutes late but that didn’t stop Edward from giving me instructions as he held my hand while I got out of the car. “Modified Isabella, your task stands and behave yourself.”
“Master your girl always behaves,” I told him with a sly grin looking up through my lashes.
Edward got a smirk on his face moving closer to fill the space between us, “As a matter of fact, she doesn’t. Sometimes she’s naughty.” His lips were so close to mine all I could focus on was the way they formed the words as he spoke. I should have been paying better attention to his other hand because it snaked its way up the inside of my thigh. His fingers tapped the crystal making me moan as his lips met mine.
I was lost in the kiss letting my body lead me, “Hey! Are you two coming in or are you going to give the neighbors something to talk about?” Emmett’s loud voice startling us out of our embrace.
Edward moved away from me and I straighten my skirt before he shut the car door and followed Emmett into the house. Esme was in the living room with Mia on her hip and Vinny holding her other hand.
“Hi Uncle Eddie, we are sleeping at grandma’s!” he announced while Jasper stood behind them with an overnight bag slung on his shoulder.
Edward kissed his mother on the cheek and then his niece before he addressed his nephew while Esme said hello to me. “Have fun big guy,” then he looked back to his mother, “are you going home or staying in the city?”
I was confused by his question but Esme’s answer sort of cleared it up, “No we are staying in the apartment tonight because we have the breakfast in the morning.”
I didn’t know that the Cullen’s had an apartment in the city but I suppose that would make sense. “Maybe you should take Edward too mom, teach him some manners so he stops molesting little Bella out in public.”
“Shut the hell up,” Edward replied while my face turned red.
“I’m sure Edward is a perfect gentleman in public and in private,” his mother boasted and I couldn’t help but to think of how her perfect gentleman of a son had me kneel on a table, put a clip on me and stole my panties. That thought made my face burn even more and Emmett laughed.
“Perfect Gentleman .Ha!...Look at Bella’s face!” glancing at Emmett and then back to Esme I came to Edward’s defense, “He is always a gentleman.”
Edward must have liked that answer because I was rewarded with a kiss to my forehead. Esme’s eyes sparkled. “Well if he isn’t dear you let me know…” her eyes flicked to her son, “…and I will take care of that for you.”
I giggled, “I’ll keep that in mind.”
Esme and the kids said goodbye and while Jasper helped her to the car the rest of us joined Alice and Rose in the kitchen. Alice was mixing some kind of concoction in a pitcher while Rose was slicing up tomatoes for the salad.
“Alice if your neighbors get a petition circling about public indecency you can blame little Eddie here.”
Looking up from her mixing her eyes narrowed. ‘What did you to do?” the irritation was focused on us.
“Nothing,” Edward tried to explain but Emmett stopped him.
“Nothing my ass, you were sucking little Bella’s face like she was a triple thick shake…” I gasped glaring at the him because I wasn’t exactly sure I wanted to be compared to a Frosty, but Edward handled it completely differently.
“Damn straight!! Do you want to see an instant replay?”
“No!” his sister shouted but Emmett was more than willing under the right conditions, “Only if you tell what your hand was doing.”
“What hand?” I was going for innocence but it came off as guilt and I’m sure the blush on my face didn’t help the situation.
Emmett laughed while Alice got more to the point, “If you two are going to start fucking in my driveway could you do me a favor and at least wait until its dark, and Bella be quiet this time.”
No one had a chance to reply because just then Jasper cleared his throat and when we turned to look at him Tanya was standing by his side. “Excuse me for interrupting your family circle,” her eyes flickered to mine and then to Edward’s hand that was still draped around my shoulder, “but I couldn’t get here by six.” When no one said anything she smiled and then added, “Hello Edward.”
“Tanya,” his voice was tight while Alice bless her heart came to the rescue.
“I have it ready for you,” before she moved Alice pointed to the pitcher, “Bella this is Blueberry Mojitos help yourself.”
As I nodded Edward spoke, “Isabella will be drinking wine tonight.” My face fell into a pout as did Alice’s however while I remained quiet she whined.
“I made that whole pitcher now who’s going to drink it?” The answer came from the woman who everyone was trying hard to ignore.
“I have time to spare and Mojitos are my favorite,” every eye in the room turned to Tanya but it was Jasper who spoke.
“Sorry, as you said this is a family gathering,” at his words her eyes once again flickered to me as Edward’s arm hugged me tighter to his body.
“Family?” the acidity in her tone matched the sour look on her face.
“Yes, Family.” Jaspers voice was one of conviction leaving no doubt that he was including me in his indication of unity.
Tanya’s eyes narrowed and I knew what she thinking but the words never came, maybe she was smarter than she looked. Alice quickly ushered her out of the room and I breathed a sigh of relief. There was no question in my mind that I would have to deal with her again. She did not seem like the kind of woman to let things go simply because the odds are not in her favor. I would deal with that when the time comes the same way I’ve dealt with everything else in my life.
Shifting on my feet I realized that I had a more immediate problem. The movement caused my clit to throb with need as the clip did what it was intended to do. Taking the glass of wine from Edward I did the only thing I could do ~ …Alabama…Alaska…Arizona…
Chapter 44
EPOV
The sun was just beginning to rise when I looked over at the clock to see that we had another half hour before I would have to wake her up. Bella’s body was pressed up against me so tightly I could actually feel the rise and fall of her chest as she breathed. I knew she was going to need the closeness throughout the night which was the reason we slept in her room. I wanted to give her the freedom to ask of me whatever she needed without the complication of the rules in my bed. For the most part she just needed the security of my constant touch and soothing words.
I had thought all week about what I was going to do with Bella once she was on the cross. I wanted to hear the sounds she made while the crop slapped against her sensitive areas, she didn’t disappoint. Once she figured out what the dildo was for, there was no stopping her and the sounds of wanton desire that came from her were exactly what I was looking for.
Bella was getting close and I was just about to ask her if she wanted her release when I noticed the subtle changes. Rather than the quick breathy pants the sounds that came from her were deep primal sighs. She stopped moving on the toy, resting her body back against the leather on the cross and let the sensations take over.
Dropping the crop I began to use the horse hair flogger, it covers a larger portion of skin but the hair absorbs some of the sting. Bella’s head sagged back while her whole face went slack and with each strike she went deeper into herself. She was absolutely exquisite and I kept her suspended there as long as I possibly could. Her skin was beginning to show signs of stress, turning a deeper shade of red. The sweat that covered Bella’s body matched my own as the muscles in my arm started to burn from the workout.
As I slowed the contact of the flogger to her skin she started to come back to reality. The sounds were turning once again to tension filled whimpers as tears came through the black sash running down over her cheeks. Bella’s body started to shiver and once I was sure she had all her senses back I dropped the flogger and quickly undid the restraints on her ankles.
As she mumbled incoherently through chattering teeth, I pressed my body against hers to give both support and much needed warmth. Her rambling was turning to high pitched panic as she worried she would fall. I reassured her that I was there while I undid her wrists and picked up her trembling body to carry her into the bathroom. I was so worried about her temperature control I didn’t even take the blindfold off her until I had her wrapped up in a robe. Once we were in the hot water she began to calm down and relax against me. We talked while I held her close to me until the water started to chill and then I carried her up to bed.
While Seth was outside I turned off the lights in the playroom and checked the locks on the front door. Having still not decided on a security code, my new system was running on the default code it came with. Checking on Seth, he was still running around the yard so I gave him a few more minutes before calling him to come in. When I got back up to Bella the look in her eyes was one of desperation and before I could say anything she was in my arms whimpering through her tears.
I shouldn’t have left her alone that long but unfortunately there are some things that just cannot be rushed and one of them is the dog. I knew she was going to need reassurance, closeness, and a lot of tender touching.
Laying her back in bed the tears were still falling, Bella had no idea what had happened to her or why she was feeling the emotional strain. The explanation would wait until the morning when she wasn’t so tired or vulnerable. She wanted me to make love to her and I did, holding her as close and tenderly as I could while whispering words of endearment. The most forceful I became was to hold the fullness of her bottom to tilt her hips so she could reach her release right before I did the same thing.
Kissing her tears away I kept her body tucked tightly against mine, until she fell asleep. Even then I continued to stroke the length of her back while I sang softly in her ear. She spent the night without so much as a twitch lying comfortably in my arms mumbling out my name while sighing ‘I love you.’
Holding Bella I had a surge of regret for the way that I had treated the other women who joined me in my playroom. There were times when they went into sub-space and afterwards there was no cuddling in the tub and definitely not in my bed. I would spend time with them on the couch talking, caring for their biological needs by getting them drinks or some food but I felt no need to physically comfort them. After a few hours when I was sure they were calmed down and back to complete reality I would send them on their way. A thought ran through my mind of some stranger doing that to Bella and I realized that I was callous, those women deserved better than that.
There was nothing I could about them, they were in the past; Bella on the other hand was another matter. She would never know the coldness of an indifferent dominant, I would see to that. She stirred in my arms, her head shifting ever so slightly telling me that she was waking.
Her chin lifted as she slowly moved the side of her face back and forth along my jaw, soft tingles ran down my spine from the warmth of her breath on my neck. “What are you doing?”
“Feeling your scruff.” Moving my head in the opposite direction her chin shifted so that it now skimmed along my jaw.
“Hmm…you like my scruff?” before she could answer I ran my chin down the length of her neck.
“Ohhhh…yeeesss,” as the words left her mouth my semi became solid wood. Add that to her hips shifting as her leg hooked around my thigh and I couldn’t help but flex my hips to find some friction.
“Put your hands over your head,” I told her continuing to move my chin down her chest to the top of her breast. As she complied her nipples peeked up over the sheet to say good morning and I watched Bella’s face while my chin moved along the hard nubs.
“Ahhh...,” a smile played on her face while she sighed out my name, “Edward.”
“What baby?” I asked skimming my jaw down over her ribs while blowing my breath across her skin making her giggle and squirm.
My hands moved along the sides of her body taking the blankets and sheets along with them. While I ran my morning stubble along the planes of her stomach I watched her hands begin to move.
“No, No, No,” I told her shaking my head while keeping my chin against her soft flesh, “keep them up there.”
“Oh,” the sound was almost one of pain making me grin while I moved my face back up her chest to rest in the valley between her breasts.
“Look at me,” her eyes opened to meet mine. “Tell me what you want, my Bella.”
“Fuck me…please.”
Now how could I say no to that?
My hands held her hips turning her slightly to lie more on her side, while I knelt over her one leg bringing the other up to my chest.“If you want to be fucked, you better hold on tight.”
Keeping a hold of her hips I groaned as I entered the warmth of her center, taking her fast and hard. The way she was positioned there was no way for her to move while I slammed my dick in and out of her.
“Oh …Fuck!” she yelled as her eyes bore into mine, my own grunts drowning out the sounds of her gasps.
Her arms started to move and I gripped her hips tighter pushing myself further into her, “I said hold on.”
She whimpered out a sigh then screamed out my name as she came undone around me. My own pleasure was increased as she squeezed her internal muscles making me have to concentrate to keep myself from cuming.
My heavy breathing matched Bella’s as I continued my pace. She started whimpering and I could see the muscles in her arms shaking as she held on to the top of the bed. I wanted to see her come undone once more so I lifted her bottom slightly and flexed my hips as I growled, “Again.”
Bella’s whole body went rigid and her back arched while primal wanton sounds escaped her throat. The pressure became too much and my legs shook while I came with a grunt deep inside her. “Fuck Bella…damn.”
My body was numb as I laid her leg to the side lying down over top of her sweat covered body. “Damn Baby…,” was all I could get out while I tried to catch my breath as the scent of sex hung in the air. Finally able to talk I confessed, “You take my breath away.”
“Yeaaahhh,” she exaggerated the word making me chuckle as her hands moved to cup my face she demanded. “Kiss me.”
I raised my eyebrows while she smirked, “Hey my bed, my rules.”
Our lips met in a small kiss which Bella deepened by holding the back of my head with her hands while drawing me in by parting her lips. The warmth coming off her body made me eager for more as my own hands wrapped underneath her shoulders pulling her body closer to mine. My dick that was still inside her twitched making me groan into her mouth, I had to force myself to break away.
“If you keep that up, we will never get out of this bed,” I spoke the words against her lips thinking that would cause her to abandon that particular course, but I should have known better.
She shifted wrapping her thighs around my hips using the heels of her feet to push on my ass while lifting her hips causing me to move inside her. Bella’s lips met mine briefly before tugging my bottom one between her teeth, letting go she asked shyly, “May I have some more…please?”
The difference between her actions and her words was so stark it was comical and I couldn’t help but laugh as I complied with her request.
While Bella took a shower I let Seth out and by the time I got back upstairs she was already dressed and drying her hair. I wanted to tell her that we would stop for coffee along with something quick to eat but it slipped my mind. When I got back downstairs Bella had made breakfast sandwiches and was pouring me a cup of coffee, which she presented to me without any hesitation.
“Thank you Isabella.” I said sitting at the table to a bowl of yogurt with mix berries and granola.
“You’re welcome Master, would like ham or sausage?”
“Ham please.”
Two seconds later the sandwich was in front of me and she was sitting eating her own breakfast. I watched her stir the bowl of yogurt all together and sprinkle cinnamon on top of it before I began talking about last night’s session.
“How do you feel this morning Isabella?” The spoon of yogurt was halfway to her mouth as she looked at me through her eyelashes while a deep blush covered her face.
Holy Shit
I would have thought that after our morning activities there would be no way I could be so easily aroused but that wasn’t the case. It was so damn sexy I had to shift around in my chair to get my dick in a more comfortable position and bite the inside of my lip to keep from groaning.
How the fuck does she do that to me?
“Ummm…fine?” her answer made me get my train of thought back.
“Fine, would you care to elaborate please?” She looked at me as if in complete confusion. So I figured I’d better clarify.
“Last night’s session was different for you, and I was wondering how you felt about it.” Bella put her spoon down and picked up the coffee mug taking a drink before answering.
“I don’t really know what happened last night.” Her eyes were imploring me to understand what she was saying and I could see her eyes glaze over with tears.
“It’s alright Isabella, tell me what you remember and what you felt.” She took another drink, cleared her throat and began to tell me all the feelings and how her body had reacted. I listened to her explanation with rampant interest when she was done there was only one question I had for her.
“Were you afraid?” She shook her head and I wanted to make sure, “Not at anytime?”
“No…I was never afraid.” Bella was absolutely certain about that.
“Good.”
I was glad about that, because with one word Bella just told me how much trust she had in me. For her to give herself over to the sensations is one thing, but when caught up in the heat of the moment it would be next to impossible for her to form a coherent thought. So she was relying on me to see that nothing happens to her while in that state. I suppose it could be equated to a deep hypnosis or someone under the influence of anesthesia. They cannot be responsible for what they say or do because their cognitive brain has basically shut down. Listening, I began to wonder if she knew what had happened to her. I was going to ask when she inquired of me.
“It was sub-space...wasn’t it?” I nodded but she went on, “I read about it, but I didn’t think it was real.”
That surprised me. “Why wouldn’t it be real?”
“I don’t know, it just sort of sounds like something that was made up. Like…Narnia,” she smiled making me chuckle.
“I assure you that the experience is very real, you can call it whatever you want.” Bella became really quiet and I started eating my sandwich waiting for her to get her thoughts together enough to tell me.
“Is that why I was so…emotionally needy?” I smiled at her.
“Yes, and clingy…” I figured I would finish the explanation, “…that was why we slept in your room last night. I wasn’t sure how you would respond throughout the night and I wanted you to feel free to ask of me whatever you needed.” I let that sink in and then added, “By the way, you did very well.”
Her eyes narrowed in disbelief. I touched the side of her face in reassurance, “You really did.”
Once Bella seemed to believe me I went on to explain, “The high levels of adrenalin and endorphins running through your system can cause strange reactions and you will be very dependent on me as they go back to normal. You need reassurance, tenderness, and understanding; all those things are to be expected.”
I thought maybe I would give her a heads up, “Tonight however we will be back in my bed and you will be tethered securely to it.” Bella’s eyes narrowed as she thought about it then her face relaxed and I believe her apprehension was exchanged for anticipation.
I looked over at the time on the microwave then at Bella’s uneaten sandwich. “Finish eating, we are going to have to leave soon or else we will be late.”
I watched as she cut her sandwich into small pieces then before putting it in her mouth she would squirt a strip of ketchup along the edge. Bella’s eating habits were rather amusing but I didn’t say anything, instead refilled my coffee and continued with our conversation.
“How about the rest of the evening, do you have any comments or complaints?”
Bella swallowed then wiped off her mouth before answering, “Did you really think I was jumpy?”
“You are still going to disagree with me,” her eyes didn’t waver so I asked, “don’t you think you were jumpy?” I turned it around to see what she thought about it.
“No, not really,” my eyes rose in disbelief and she responded to my expression. “Maybe a little,” she admitted with what sounded like regret before adding, “it’s the waiting that gets to me.”
Again I had to force myself to not show my amusement because the waiting was all part of the game and was intended to put her on edge, but there was no way in hell I was going to tell her that. If she was going to mess up at anytime it would more than likely be while waiting. The tension builds and her reactions to that stress give me a clue as to what kind of mood she is in or how I should proceed. As it was, last night she was rather relaxed and I needed to allow for the extra time it took for her to react to my scrutinizing gaze. Of course that information was once more not something I was planning to share with her, that knowledge was only for my benefit.
I could see her growing uncomfortable under my gaze and I waited a few more seconds before I spoke, “Isabella,” I raised my eyebrows at her flinch, “I see we are still jumpy.”
She smiled at me and since I had proved my point I moved on, asking her opinion on dinner last night. I wanted to know how she felt about being exposed while outside, and was happy that it did not seem to bother her. I know that my yard is fully fenced in giving privacy from the street and we were under the patio where neighbors could not see, however we were still outside.
If she had been uncomfortable to the point where self-consciousness took over then that would be something I would need to work on. However, Bella didn’t seem to have any problems with it so I was free to move onto the next level. This was important because she had indicated a desire for exhibitionism and she just past another hurdle towards that goal. It’s all in the baby steps.
“By the way, I really liked being fed,” Bella’s words brought me out of my conjecture.
“Yeah?” she nodded in agreement, “Hmmm,” I think she scowled at me it was only for a brief second and then the smile returned to her face.
“Yes, sitting on your lap while you fed me,” Bella’s words faltered before she added, “I just wanted to jump you.” I grinned at her admission but moved that little piece of knowledge to the back of my mind for future use.
I looked over at the clock again, “If you want to make it to the park by eight-thirty we have to leave.” Bella ate one more piece of her sandwich before she started to clean up the table.
I got Seth on his leash while Bella grabbed the doggy supplies, snacks, a few bottles of water and a some doo-doo bags. Before we left I had her kneel by the door with her eyes down to receive instructions.
“We will be in modified Isabella; you are to say my name only when absolutely necessary. You are to present yourself with eye contact, and follow my directions as given. You are to refer to yourself in the first person and most importantly, you are to conduct yourself in the knowledge of who you belong to.”
In all honesty I didn’t expect her to have any problems but she was going to need something that was a constant reminder that she was indeed owned so I added.
“You have a task to carry out for the remainder of the weekend.” I gave Bella the signal to look at me, once I had her full attention I explained.
“Your lips belong to me and I do not want anything to touch them without my permission. Nothing, not food, water, or even a toothbrush is to come in contact with my lips, unless I either give it to you, authorized it, or place it there myself. Do you understand?”
“Yes Sir.” I could tell that she had some reservations but we didn’t have time to talk about it, I figured I would clear up any questions on the drive over to the park.
“Good then let’s go.” I held my hand out to help her up, set the alarm and we left.
At first the car ride was quiet while Bella contemplated the assignment I gave her; I kept my mind occupied by watching Seth. He was in the back seat, both windows were open a few inches and he would pace back and forth between the two sides according to whatever caught his attention.
My attention however kept coming back to the woman fretting in the seat beside me. I wanted to tell her to just spit it out already, but Emmett’s advice about not rushing her came back to my mind. So even though it was killing me to not know what she was thinking I remained quiet and waited. Finally when I thought I was at the point where I was going to go stock raging mad she spoke.
“Master I…” Bella caught herself before I could say anything, “…your girl has questions…” I interrupted her.
“I thought she would, so tell me my pet what would you like to know?”
“Well, exactly what did you mean by nothing may touch this one’s lips?”
“Exactly what I said…,” we only had a few more blocks and she was going to have to be more precise with what she wanted to know.
“Master, does that mean that you will be feeding your girl the whole weekend?”
I sighed, “No Isabella. At times I will feed you but when we are around others that would be inappropriate. I will, however, place your food on the plate and you will be expected to eat what I supply. I will hand you a drink or give you a go ahead signal to allow you to partake if someone else gives it to you.”
She thought about that as I was turning into the park entrance and then noted, “But you said also a toothbrush?”
Pulling into a parking space and turning off the car I pivoted in my seat to look at her. “That’s correct.” I let that sink in for a second and then added, “It also applies to your fingers or a pencil or anything else that requires a hand to mouth motion.”
Bella sat quiet for a second narrowing her eyes and biting her lip while she thought about it before letting out a long sigh, “Master, that might be hard to do.”
“I’m not saying it will be easy and it will require your constant attention. But I know that if you set your mind to the task, you will be able to do it. Keep your mind on your actions. Pay attention and remember that those lips…,” I ran my thumb over the fullness of her lips, “…are mine. You would not think of sticking something in my mouth without permission from me, your mouth is mine, so do the same thing.”
Her eyes dropped as did her voice, “Will I,” she sighed, “will this one be punished if she fails?” I could see the worry in her face and when I had Bella look at me there were once again tears forming. I wondered what they were for but I answered her question.
“Isabella, the only way you fail is if you don’t try. I will not be pleased but I will remind you and just like anything else there will be repercussions. I would suggest that you not worry, enjoy the day but pay attention to what you are doing. Alright?” I smiled in reassurance.
Bella smiled back without any real joy, “Yes Master. This one will do her best to please you.”
“I have no doubt of that Isabella,” she always pleased me.
It was a nice day for a walk; the sun was shining and I was sure that by the time we were done here the weather would be quite warm. It wasn’t hard to see where everything was set up. Barriers surrounded a bunch of tables with balloons on them. A small portable stage had been set up off to the left and people were busy unloading boxes from the back of trucks and cars.
As we walked up Carol came to greet us. “Hey girl,” she hugged Bella then turned to me. “Oh Edward you are just what we need. Could you be a dear and help the DJ unload his stuff? He was supposed to be here a half hour ago.”
I smiled, “sure” then kissed Bella’s cheek before going over to help.
After introducing myself the DJ - who told me his name was Craig – I got down to work. We were about half way through when Jacob joined us and within no time at all we were done. Craig thanked us and we went to see what else needed to be done.
Bella was working with Leah on filling the large round plastic tubs with water and bags of ice. As I approached Bella stopped what she was doing to present herself, I quickly nodded telling her to continue what she was doing while I said hello to her sister.
“Hello Edward, you get roped into this too?” Leah said while bending down to pick up another case of water. I didn’t get to answer because my father called my name and when I turned he was coming to stand right next to me.
“Good morning Bella,” he said while clapping me on the shoulder.
“Good morning Carlisle, do you remember my sister Leah?” dad nodded while Bella introduced Jacob. Once the pleasantries was out of the way dad said he needed help bringing some boxes from his car.
Jacob and I followed him to find not his car but Emmett’s Jeep, the back of which was loaded with boxes from a local bakery along with several cases of hotdogs. My mother came from the front of the car and after I kissed her cheek and introduced Jacob she had us carry the boxes of what I assumed to be food.
Carol had the tables all set up and apparently her husband Bob and my dad were going to be on hotdog grill duty. I realized the sun was getting warmer and I was thirsty, so I knew Bella probably was too.
Seth was sitting over by a table with the backpack that Bella had brought. I wondered how she was keeping him in one spot and as I went to get a bottle of water I saw that his leash was attached to some sort of hook in the ground. I figured Bella must have brought it with her along with a small plastic bowl that sat next to him.
I squatted down to give him fresh water and scratched his head. “We’re almost done boy, then we’ll go for a walk.”
I was just about to get up when I was tackled from behind by a small body, “Uncle Eddie!”
I chuckled at Vinny’s happy voice, “hey buddy what’s up?” I asked him while I stood with him on my back.
“Uncle Emmett brought me. Mom’s coming later, she was mad because Mia pooped in her pants…” he whispered the last part in my ear then added, “Where is Aunt Bella?”
Aunt Bella?
It took me a second to get over the sound of those two words together before I could answer him, “She’s over there, let’s go find her.”
As we approached Bella was talking with two women I had not met, she stopped to meet my gaze then noticed the little head sticking out over my shoulder.
“Hi aunt Bella!” Vinny called out.
“Hey there little man,” she looked around then asked, “is your mom here?”
“Nooo,” I interrupted Vinny hoping to save the women standing there some of the gory details and explained. “Ah…there was a small accident, she’ll be here soon.”
Bella took the water bottle I held out while Vinny blurted, “Yeah Mia pooped in her pants, it stank!”
The three women laughed and Bella began to make introductions. “Ah…Peggy, Marissa this little guy is Vinny and this is …”
I cut her off to keep her from saying my name, “Edward Cullen.”
I gripped Vinny tighter with my left arm so I could shake hands with the women while Bella took a long drink before handing the bottle back to me with a thank you.
As I took a drink Marissa asked, “Aunt Bella?”
Bella sighed, “Vinny is Dr. Cullen’s grandson, his mom and I are friends.”
“Oh,” apparently these women understood that connection and Vinny decided to make it more personal.
“Mommy makes Aunt Bella red underwear.”
I almost choked on the water and the two woman laughed while Bella turned as red as the underwear.
“Vinny.” I tried to admonish him between my coughing but the women were just too intrigued to let it go.
“Red underwear?” before Vinny could embarrass her anymore Bella took control of the situation.
“Ok little man…,” she moved to take him off my back groaning from his weight, “…why don’t you come help me set up my work table?” Turning back to the women, “I’ll talk to you later.”
As we turned to leave them Peggy said with a giggle, “come on Bella, we want to hear about your red underwear!” Bella laughed holding my hand as we kept walking.
Set up was an easy process; there were six tables each with a different colored tablecloth and the boxes in the van had stickers on that corresponded with that color. It was defiantly well thought out and my kind of operation; Bella was set up at the green table.
Her job was to hand out pamphlets and general information on all the services and programs that the center holds. Which at the time I was not aware of all that they did or how well they provide for their clients. Bella pointed out the boxes that she needed even though the big green stickers on the top and side would have been a dead giveaway. Picking up the first one I actually grunted because it was heavier than I thought it would be. After putting it on the table I turned around to see Bella carrying another one.
“Isabella what are you doing?” I asked her while taking the box and then realized the one she had was heavier then the first one.
“I was carri…”
I cut her off before she could finish, “I thought you had a fifteen pound weight limit?”
“I do…”
I stared at her in confusion, “This box has to be at least forty pounds.”
She looked at me like a deer caught in the head lights. I wasn’t mad -much- I was more concerned for her. The woman made me perplexed if I was there, why would she take it upon herself to do something that could injure her? Setting the box down on the table I pulled Bella in for a hug and a quick kiss then added. “Isabella I don’t want you lifting things, I would rather you wait then take the risk of hurting yourself. So be a good girl and don’t do that anymore.”
The smile on her face lit up her eyes “Yes Sir, I believe I can handle that request”
“Good”
I brought the last two boxes over in one trip and Bella started placing the pamphlets from inside on the table while Vinny sat with Seth feeding him snacks. The DJ started running some music and it seemed like everything was good to go. Emmett pulled up in a golf cart with Jacob and Leah; they had gone around on the walking path filling up the tubs with water and ice.
People started coming to check in, walking around to the various tables taking pamphlets and stickers. The kids were getting their faces painted and the silent auction was underway. While Bella manned the table Vinny and I walked with Seth around. There were all kinds of things up for auction Photographers, DJ’s, Florist, Show Tickets, some kind of basket that surprised me to know was going for two hundred dollars.
Who the hell would pay two hundred dollars for a basket?
I placed a bid on Mariner tickets along with a Seahawks Jersey, and a day spa I thought maybe Bella would like. Taking Vinny back over to Bella’s table I was greeted with the blank stares of three women I didn’t know.
“Can I help you?” The tall woman with short blond spiky hair looked at me with trepidation.
“I was looking for Bella,” I had barely gotten the words out of my mouth when the older heavy set older woman asked.
“Who’s Bella?”
Who’s Bella?
These women were looking at me like a momma bear protecting its cub and I actually stumbled over my words as I spoke, “Ah…Isabella Swan? She’s my …girlfriend?”
“Ohhh…are you Edward?” The older woman’s face suddenly turned friendly.
“Yes. Edward Cullen” I told her holding my hand out for her to take, “Hi, I’m Karen,” the spiky blonde was next, “Sherry, it’s nice to meet you,” the last woman was medium height with shoulder length light brown hair, “hi, I’m Stacy.”
After the introductions the three women stood there staring at me until I asked again, “Do you know where Bella went?”
It was the older woman Karen who spoke up. “Oh yeah, sorry about that, it’s just we tend to be over protective. Um...Bella is right over there inside the van she will be right back.” I looked over at the white fifteen passenger van that I didn’t remember being there before.
“So Edward, you’re Dr. Cullen’s son?” I smiled at Karen’s attempt at small talk.
“Yes, I am.”
“He’s a nice man and a wonderful doctor.”
“Yes Dad’s great,” what else was I going to say to her?
“And what’s your name?” she looked down at Vinny who was playing with the pamphlets.
“Vincent Whitlock, at your service,” the three women seemed impressed as he held his hand out for them to shake. I had to admit I was rather impressed myself.
After a moment of levity thanks to Vinny, I was happy to see the van door opening and a woman I didn’t know along with Carol and Bella stepped out. They shut the door walked a few feet away and then had a very short conversation before breaking apart.
Carol moved over to where the DJ was set up and Bella was still talking to the woman as she walked towards me. She finally looked up to catch my gaze; I was so intent on trying to read her face that I neglected giving her the signal to continue. When I did she smiled at me before returning to her conversation.
“Hey, there you are…” Alice was alongside me, “…I was looking for you.”
I found that odd since the area we were in was open and it was set up in a horseshoe shape so we shouldn’t have been that hard to find, but as Vinny said hello to his mother I glanced over my shoulder and seen that the area had filled up.
“Hi Alice…wow there are a lot of people here,” I was stating the obvious but the crowd surprised me.
“Hey Bella,” my sister grabbed her in a one armed hug while balancing Mia on her other hip. When Alice released her, Bella introduced the woman she was talking to as Jean. After the pleasantries were exchanged Jean excused herself while I wrapped my arm around Bella’s shoulder tucking her against my side.
“Anyway…I made this big tray of Lasagna and I wondered if you wanted to come for dinner? Emmett and Rose are coming, the pool is open and Jaz turned the heater on this morning so it should be nice by tonight.”
Bella looked up to me waiting for my answer but I thought I would give her the choice, “Do you want to go?”
“Sure, for a little bit, saves me from cooking,” the grin on her face made me chuckle.
“Good…and you don’t need to bring anything, except your suits,” Alice had just finished talking when Carol took the microphone to make some announcements.
“On behave of the staff and clients I would like to thank you all for coming out this morning. We will be getting started in about ten minutes, those of you that have not signed in please do so now. I would like to thank all the volunteers that have come out this morning to help set up, your time and efforts are most appreciated. This year we have over three hundred registrants and between what the walkers have raised, corporate sponsors, as well as private donations, your efforts have raised over sixty-thousand dollars.” A round of applause went up, when it quieted down Carol continued.
“I would request that any runners be allowed to go first and then the walkers. There are tubs of water along the route feel free to help yourself, please dispose of all garbage in the bins provided and please clean up after your dogs. The auction results will be revealed around noon and there will be hotdogs and snacks provided when you return. Again, thank you all for your support.”
Once she was done there was another round of applause and it seemed like everyone was getting ready to begin. Emmett and Rose joined us as well as Jacob and Leah. It wasn’t much later that Craig the DJ did a small countdown and people started walking.
The trail was a wide paved path much like the park by my house, the girls walked ahead of us with Bella holding onto Seth. Vinny had asked to walk him, but soon grew tired and gave the leash back. About half way through he became tired of walking altogether and Emmett and I took turns carrying him on our backs.
Twice on the walk I handed Bella the bottle of water for her to take a drink. On the second time Emmett made a comment about me bottle feeding her but I let it slide. Towards the end of the path we had to stop for Seth to do his stuff while we waited Leah spoke up.
“Bells, do you want to come over for dinner?”
“Umm…actually we are going to Alice’s”
My sister spoke up, “Why don’t you and Jacob come over? There is plenty.”
Leah looked to her husband, “Ahh…” before she could answer Alice added, “All you need is your swim suit.”
“Oh… I already have dinner started at home.”
“Save it for tomorrow,” Bella suggested.
“I don’t know, Jake had his heart set on that chicken.”
I looked to Jacob he didn’t seem so convincing but he didn’t contradict her either.
“Maybe another night,” Leah said with a trace of sadness while Bella bent to pick up Seth’s mess.
“Ewwww…are you going to carry that Aunt Bella?” she laughed moving the doo doo bag in his direction. “No, I thought you were going to carry it?”
“I’m not carrying poop!” The poor little guy looked like he was going to be sick which only added to our amusement as we started walking again.
Alice was talking about some kind of Belly dancing class that she wanted to take and was wondering if anyone wanted to join her. I didn’t pay much attention because frankly thinking about my little sister dressed half naked and dancing in front of Jasper was not a picture I wanted to have in my head. But I did pay attention to what Bella said.
“Oh, that reminds me Leah. We are leaving Tuesday …” she didn’t get to finish because Leah’s excited voice cut her off.
“For Forks?”
“No, we’re going to Victoria for a few days, we’ll be in Forks on Friday as planned,” Bella explained.
Alice’s head turned back to ask me, “Are you guys staying at Abigail’s?”
“Yes…” it was the only word that I could get out.
“Oh, Bella! you are going to love it there.” Alice said with enthusiasm.
“Which room did you get?” Rose asked while Leah wondered, “Who’s Abigail?”
As we finished the walk Bella explained that it was a hotel and she didn’t remember what room we got and then ended by telling Alice that it looked very nice and it was an added bonus that we could take Seth. A lot of people had finished the walk ahead of us and they didn’t wait around so by the time we got back the area was fairly clear of people and Craig was announcing names of the people who won the auctions.
Leah, and Rose were going to leave and both hugged Bella but while Rose went over to say good-bye to Emmett, Bella and Leah were off to the side having a discussion. Looking to Jacob I wondered if I should go over there he shook his head.
“I know what you’re thinking Edward, but that…” he pointed over to the two women, “…is between the sisters, your best bet is to not get involved. Even if Bella tells you all about it, keep your opinions to yourself and don’t make any comments. Because when it comes right down to it, they love each other and they will stick together, because that’s what sisters do.”
I looked over at Bella she looked kind of angry then back to Jacob he must have seen the questions in my mind, “Dude I’m serious, I grew up with two sisters and these two…trust me, stay out of it.”
I was going to ask him what was going on but Alice came over to tell me that my mom needed help. There wasn’t very much left and she said that everything was to be put into Carol’s car to be taken to the center. When I came back Bella had all the pamphlets back into the boxes and ready for me to take back to the truck I had gotten them from.
On the way back Emmett stopped me to help him dump out the tubs and put them into the back of a truck. When we were done with that Mom handed us each some hotdogs wrapped in foil. Hotdogs are not my favorite but when you’re hungry they will do. I wanted to get Bella some food and on my way over to her I stopped dead in my tracks.
She had folded up the table and was attempting to carry it over to where the others were stacked. Emmett came up behind me to tell me he was going to head out and watched her in fascination as she struggled. I spoke loud enough that she could hear me.
“Emmett, how much do you think that table weighs?” Bella jumped at my words meeting my gaze before attempting that innocent look she gets.
Emmett chuckled, “At least half as much as little Bella.”
I looked at my brother, “Will you take that table from her before she hurts herself?”
“Sure,” he grinned when he picked up the table I asked him again how much it weighs, “Oh…I would say fifty to sixty pounds.”
As he took the table over my glare never left Bella, “Come, my mother sent you something to eat.”
“I’m sorry, I…” handing her the hotdog I interrupted her excuses.
“Eat Isabella, we will discuss this later.”
Mom and dad had already left by the time everything was loaded to be taken back to the center. Alice was keeping Bella company while Mia slept and Vinny ran around with Seth. When Bella met my gaze I asked her if she was ready to go, she said yes and we all walked out to the parking lot. Once the kids were in their car seats Alice gave Bella a hug, “See you in about an hour.”
I looked to Bella and then my sister, “You better give us two there is something I need to take care of.” When my gaze fell back to Bella she knew she was in trouble.
The sun was just beginning to rise when I looked over at the clock to see that we had another half hour before I would have to wake her up. Bella’s body was pressed up against me so tightly I could actually feel the rise and fall of her chest as she breathed. I knew she was going to need the closeness throughout the night which was the reason we slept in her room. I wanted to give her the freedom to ask of me whatever she needed without the complication of the rules in my bed. For the most part she just needed the security of my constant touch and soothing words.
I had thought all week about what I was going to do with Bella once she was on the cross. I wanted to hear the sounds she made while the crop slapped against her sensitive areas, she didn’t disappoint. Once she figured out what the dildo was for, there was no stopping her and the sounds of wanton desire that came from her were exactly what I was looking for.
Bella was getting close and I was just about to ask her if she wanted her release when I noticed the subtle changes. Rather than the quick breathy pants the sounds that came from her were deep primal sighs. She stopped moving on the toy, resting her body back against the leather on the cross and let the sensations take over.
Dropping the crop I began to use the horse hair flogger, it covers a larger portion of skin but the hair absorbs some of the sting. Bella’s head sagged back while her whole face went slack and with each strike she went deeper into herself. She was absolutely exquisite and I kept her suspended there as long as I possibly could. Her skin was beginning to show signs of stress, turning a deeper shade of red. The sweat that covered Bella’s body matched my own as the muscles in my arm started to burn from the workout.
As I slowed the contact of the flogger to her skin she started to come back to reality. The sounds were turning once again to tension filled whimpers as tears came through the black sash running down over her cheeks. Bella’s body started to shiver and once I was sure she had all her senses back I dropped the flogger and quickly undid the restraints on her ankles.
As she mumbled incoherently through chattering teeth, I pressed my body against hers to give both support and much needed warmth. Her rambling was turning to high pitched panic as she worried she would fall. I reassured her that I was there while I undid her wrists and picked up her trembling body to carry her into the bathroom. I was so worried about her temperature control I didn’t even take the blindfold off her until I had her wrapped up in a robe. Once we were in the hot water she began to calm down and relax against me. We talked while I held her close to me until the water started to chill and then I carried her up to bed.
While Seth was outside I turned off the lights in the playroom and checked the locks on the front door. Having still not decided on a security code, my new system was running on the default code it came with. Checking on Seth, he was still running around the yard so I gave him a few more minutes before calling him to come in. When I got back up to Bella the look in her eyes was one of desperation and before I could say anything she was in my arms whimpering through her tears.
I shouldn’t have left her alone that long but unfortunately there are some things that just cannot be rushed and one of them is the dog. I knew she was going to need reassurance, closeness, and a lot of tender touching.
Laying her back in bed the tears were still falling, Bella had no idea what had happened to her or why she was feeling the emotional strain. The explanation would wait until the morning when she wasn’t so tired or vulnerable. She wanted me to make love to her and I did, holding her as close and tenderly as I could while whispering words of endearment. The most forceful I became was to hold the fullness of her bottom to tilt her hips so she could reach her release right before I did the same thing.
Kissing her tears away I kept her body tucked tightly against mine, until she fell asleep. Even then I continued to stroke the length of her back while I sang softly in her ear. She spent the night without so much as a twitch lying comfortably in my arms mumbling out my name while sighing ‘I love you.’
Holding Bella I had a surge of regret for the way that I had treated the other women who joined me in my playroom. There were times when they went into sub-space and afterwards there was no cuddling in the tub and definitely not in my bed. I would spend time with them on the couch talking, caring for their biological needs by getting them drinks or some food but I felt no need to physically comfort them. After a few hours when I was sure they were calmed down and back to complete reality I would send them on their way. A thought ran through my mind of some stranger doing that to Bella and I realized that I was callous, those women deserved better than that.
There was nothing I could about them, they were in the past; Bella on the other hand was another matter. She would never know the coldness of an indifferent dominant, I would see to that. She stirred in my arms, her head shifting ever so slightly telling me that she was waking.
Her chin lifted as she slowly moved the side of her face back and forth along my jaw, soft tingles ran down my spine from the warmth of her breath on my neck. “What are you doing?”
“Feeling your scruff.” Moving my head in the opposite direction her chin shifted so that it now skimmed along my jaw.
“Hmm…you like my scruff?” before she could answer I ran my chin down the length of her neck.
“Ohhhh…yeeesss,” as the words left her mouth my semi became solid wood. Add that to her hips shifting as her leg hooked around my thigh and I couldn’t help but flex my hips to find some friction.
“Put your hands over your head,” I told her continuing to move my chin down her chest to the top of her breast. As she complied her nipples peeked up over the sheet to say good morning and I watched Bella’s face while my chin moved along the hard nubs.
“Ahhh...,” a smile played on her face while she sighed out my name, “Edward.”
“What baby?” I asked skimming my jaw down over her ribs while blowing my breath across her skin making her giggle and squirm.
My hands moved along the sides of her body taking the blankets and sheets along with them. While I ran my morning stubble along the planes of her stomach I watched her hands begin to move.
“No, No, No,” I told her shaking my head while keeping my chin against her soft flesh, “keep them up there.”
“Oh,” the sound was almost one of pain making me grin while I moved my face back up her chest to rest in the valley between her breasts.
“Look at me,” her eyes opened to meet mine. “Tell me what you want, my Bella.”
“Fuck me…please.”
Now how could I say no to that?
My hands held her hips turning her slightly to lie more on her side, while I knelt over her one leg bringing the other up to my chest.“If you want to be fucked, you better hold on tight.”
Keeping a hold of her hips I groaned as I entered the warmth of her center, taking her fast and hard. The way she was positioned there was no way for her to move while I slammed my dick in and out of her.
“Oh …Fuck!” she yelled as her eyes bore into mine, my own grunts drowning out the sounds of her gasps.
Her arms started to move and I gripped her hips tighter pushing myself further into her, “I said hold on.”
She whimpered out a sigh then screamed out my name as she came undone around me. My own pleasure was increased as she squeezed her internal muscles making me have to concentrate to keep myself from cuming.
My heavy breathing matched Bella’s as I continued my pace. She started whimpering and I could see the muscles in her arms shaking as she held on to the top of the bed. I wanted to see her come undone once more so I lifted her bottom slightly and flexed my hips as I growled, “Again.”
Bella’s whole body went rigid and her back arched while primal wanton sounds escaped her throat. The pressure became too much and my legs shook while I came with a grunt deep inside her. “Fuck Bella…damn.”
My body was numb as I laid her leg to the side lying down over top of her sweat covered body. “Damn Baby…,” was all I could get out while I tried to catch my breath as the scent of sex hung in the air. Finally able to talk I confessed, “You take my breath away.”
“Yeaaahhh,” she exaggerated the word making me chuckle as her hands moved to cup my face she demanded. “Kiss me.”
I raised my eyebrows while she smirked, “Hey my bed, my rules.”
Our lips met in a small kiss which Bella deepened by holding the back of my head with her hands while drawing me in by parting her lips. The warmth coming off her body made me eager for more as my own hands wrapped underneath her shoulders pulling her body closer to mine. My dick that was still inside her twitched making me groan into her mouth, I had to force myself to break away.
“If you keep that up, we will never get out of this bed,” I spoke the words against her lips thinking that would cause her to abandon that particular course, but I should have known better.
She shifted wrapping her thighs around my hips using the heels of her feet to push on my ass while lifting her hips causing me to move inside her. Bella’s lips met mine briefly before tugging my bottom one between her teeth, letting go she asked shyly, “May I have some more…please?”
The difference between her actions and her words was so stark it was comical and I couldn’t help but laugh as I complied with her request.
While Bella took a shower I let Seth out and by the time I got back upstairs she was already dressed and drying her hair. I wanted to tell her that we would stop for coffee along with something quick to eat but it slipped my mind. When I got back downstairs Bella had made breakfast sandwiches and was pouring me a cup of coffee, which she presented to me without any hesitation.
“Thank you Isabella.” I said sitting at the table to a bowl of yogurt with mix berries and granola.
“You’re welcome Master, would like ham or sausage?”
“Ham please.”
Two seconds later the sandwich was in front of me and she was sitting eating her own breakfast. I watched her stir the bowl of yogurt all together and sprinkle cinnamon on top of it before I began talking about last night’s session.
“How do you feel this morning Isabella?” The spoon of yogurt was halfway to her mouth as she looked at me through her eyelashes while a deep blush covered her face.
Holy Shit
I would have thought that after our morning activities there would be no way I could be so easily aroused but that wasn’t the case. It was so damn sexy I had to shift around in my chair to get my dick in a more comfortable position and bite the inside of my lip to keep from groaning.
How the fuck does she do that to me?
“Ummm…fine?” her answer made me get my train of thought back.
“Fine, would you care to elaborate please?” She looked at me as if in complete confusion. So I figured I’d better clarify.
“Last night’s session was different for you, and I was wondering how you felt about it.” Bella put her spoon down and picked up the coffee mug taking a drink before answering.
“I don’t really know what happened last night.” Her eyes were imploring me to understand what she was saying and I could see her eyes glaze over with tears.
“It’s alright Isabella, tell me what you remember and what you felt.” She took another drink, cleared her throat and began to tell me all the feelings and how her body had reacted. I listened to her explanation with rampant interest when she was done there was only one question I had for her.
“Were you afraid?” She shook her head and I wanted to make sure, “Not at anytime?”
“No…I was never afraid.” Bella was absolutely certain about that.
“Good.”
I was glad about that, because with one word Bella just told me how much trust she had in me. For her to give herself over to the sensations is one thing, but when caught up in the heat of the moment it would be next to impossible for her to form a coherent thought. So she was relying on me to see that nothing happens to her while in that state. I suppose it could be equated to a deep hypnosis or someone under the influence of anesthesia. They cannot be responsible for what they say or do because their cognitive brain has basically shut down. Listening, I began to wonder if she knew what had happened to her. I was going to ask when she inquired of me.
“It was sub-space...wasn’t it?” I nodded but she went on, “I read about it, but I didn’t think it was real.”
That surprised me. “Why wouldn’t it be real?”
“I don’t know, it just sort of sounds like something that was made up. Like…Narnia,” she smiled making me chuckle.
“I assure you that the experience is very real, you can call it whatever you want.” Bella became really quiet and I started eating my sandwich waiting for her to get her thoughts together enough to tell me.
“Is that why I was so…emotionally needy?” I smiled at her.
“Yes, and clingy…” I figured I would finish the explanation, “…that was why we slept in your room last night. I wasn’t sure how you would respond throughout the night and I wanted you to feel free to ask of me whatever you needed.” I let that sink in and then added, “By the way, you did very well.”
Her eyes narrowed in disbelief. I touched the side of her face in reassurance, “You really did.”
Once Bella seemed to believe me I went on to explain, “The high levels of adrenalin and endorphins running through your system can cause strange reactions and you will be very dependent on me as they go back to normal. You need reassurance, tenderness, and understanding; all those things are to be expected.”
I thought maybe I would give her a heads up, “Tonight however we will be back in my bed and you will be tethered securely to it.” Bella’s eyes narrowed as she thought about it then her face relaxed and I believe her apprehension was exchanged for anticipation.
I looked over at the time on the microwave then at Bella’s uneaten sandwich. “Finish eating, we are going to have to leave soon or else we will be late.”
I watched as she cut her sandwich into small pieces then before putting it in her mouth she would squirt a strip of ketchup along the edge. Bella’s eating habits were rather amusing but I didn’t say anything, instead refilled my coffee and continued with our conversation.
“How about the rest of the evening, do you have any comments or complaints?”
Bella swallowed then wiped off her mouth before answering, “Did you really think I was jumpy?”
“You are still going to disagree with me,” her eyes didn’t waver so I asked, “don’t you think you were jumpy?” I turned it around to see what she thought about it.
“No, not really,” my eyes rose in disbelief and she responded to my expression. “Maybe a little,” she admitted with what sounded like regret before adding, “it’s the waiting that gets to me.”
Again I had to force myself to not show my amusement because the waiting was all part of the game and was intended to put her on edge, but there was no way in hell I was going to tell her that. If she was going to mess up at anytime it would more than likely be while waiting. The tension builds and her reactions to that stress give me a clue as to what kind of mood she is in or how I should proceed. As it was, last night she was rather relaxed and I needed to allow for the extra time it took for her to react to my scrutinizing gaze. Of course that information was once more not something I was planning to share with her, that knowledge was only for my benefit.
I could see her growing uncomfortable under my gaze and I waited a few more seconds before I spoke, “Isabella,” I raised my eyebrows at her flinch, “I see we are still jumpy.”
She smiled at me and since I had proved my point I moved on, asking her opinion on dinner last night. I wanted to know how she felt about being exposed while outside, and was happy that it did not seem to bother her. I know that my yard is fully fenced in giving privacy from the street and we were under the patio where neighbors could not see, however we were still outside.
If she had been uncomfortable to the point where self-consciousness took over then that would be something I would need to work on. However, Bella didn’t seem to have any problems with it so I was free to move onto the next level. This was important because she had indicated a desire for exhibitionism and she just past another hurdle towards that goal. It’s all in the baby steps.
“By the way, I really liked being fed,” Bella’s words brought me out of my conjecture.
“Yeah?” she nodded in agreement, “Hmmm,” I think she scowled at me it was only for a brief second and then the smile returned to her face.
“Yes, sitting on your lap while you fed me,” Bella’s words faltered before she added, “I just wanted to jump you.” I grinned at her admission but moved that little piece of knowledge to the back of my mind for future use.
I looked over at the clock again, “If you want to make it to the park by eight-thirty we have to leave.” Bella ate one more piece of her sandwich before she started to clean up the table.
I got Seth on his leash while Bella grabbed the doggy supplies, snacks, a few bottles of water and a some doo-doo bags. Before we left I had her kneel by the door with her eyes down to receive instructions.
“We will be in modified Isabella; you are to say my name only when absolutely necessary. You are to present yourself with eye contact, and follow my directions as given. You are to refer to yourself in the first person and most importantly, you are to conduct yourself in the knowledge of who you belong to.”
In all honesty I didn’t expect her to have any problems but she was going to need something that was a constant reminder that she was indeed owned so I added.
“You have a task to carry out for the remainder of the weekend.” I gave Bella the signal to look at me, once I had her full attention I explained.
“Your lips belong to me and I do not want anything to touch them without my permission. Nothing, not food, water, or even a toothbrush is to come in contact with my lips, unless I either give it to you, authorized it, or place it there myself. Do you understand?”
“Yes Sir.” I could tell that she had some reservations but we didn’t have time to talk about it, I figured I would clear up any questions on the drive over to the park.
“Good then let’s go.” I held my hand out to help her up, set the alarm and we left.
At first the car ride was quiet while Bella contemplated the assignment I gave her; I kept my mind occupied by watching Seth. He was in the back seat, both windows were open a few inches and he would pace back and forth between the two sides according to whatever caught his attention.
My attention however kept coming back to the woman fretting in the seat beside me. I wanted to tell her to just spit it out already, but Emmett’s advice about not rushing her came back to my mind. So even though it was killing me to not know what she was thinking I remained quiet and waited. Finally when I thought I was at the point where I was going to go stock raging mad she spoke.
“Master I…” Bella caught herself before I could say anything, “…your girl has questions…” I interrupted her.
“I thought she would, so tell me my pet what would you like to know?”
“Well, exactly what did you mean by nothing may touch this one’s lips?”
“Exactly what I said…,” we only had a few more blocks and she was going to have to be more precise with what she wanted to know.
“Master, does that mean that you will be feeding your girl the whole weekend?”
I sighed, “No Isabella. At times I will feed you but when we are around others that would be inappropriate. I will, however, place your food on the plate and you will be expected to eat what I supply. I will hand you a drink or give you a go ahead signal to allow you to partake if someone else gives it to you.”
She thought about that as I was turning into the park entrance and then noted, “But you said also a toothbrush?”
Pulling into a parking space and turning off the car I pivoted in my seat to look at her. “That’s correct.” I let that sink in for a second and then added, “It also applies to your fingers or a pencil or anything else that requires a hand to mouth motion.”
Bella sat quiet for a second narrowing her eyes and biting her lip while she thought about it before letting out a long sigh, “Master, that might be hard to do.”
“I’m not saying it will be easy and it will require your constant attention. But I know that if you set your mind to the task, you will be able to do it. Keep your mind on your actions. Pay attention and remember that those lips…,” I ran my thumb over the fullness of her lips, “…are mine. You would not think of sticking something in my mouth without permission from me, your mouth is mine, so do the same thing.”
Her eyes dropped as did her voice, “Will I,” she sighed, “will this one be punished if she fails?” I could see the worry in her face and when I had Bella look at me there were once again tears forming. I wondered what they were for but I answered her question.
“Isabella, the only way you fail is if you don’t try. I will not be pleased but I will remind you and just like anything else there will be repercussions. I would suggest that you not worry, enjoy the day but pay attention to what you are doing. Alright?” I smiled in reassurance.
Bella smiled back without any real joy, “Yes Master. This one will do her best to please you.”
“I have no doubt of that Isabella,” she always pleased me.
It was a nice day for a walk; the sun was shining and I was sure that by the time we were done here the weather would be quite warm. It wasn’t hard to see where everything was set up. Barriers surrounded a bunch of tables with balloons on them. A small portable stage had been set up off to the left and people were busy unloading boxes from the back of trucks and cars.
As we walked up Carol came to greet us. “Hey girl,” she hugged Bella then turned to me. “Oh Edward you are just what we need. Could you be a dear and help the DJ unload his stuff? He was supposed to be here a half hour ago.”
I smiled, “sure” then kissed Bella’s cheek before going over to help.
After introducing myself the DJ - who told me his name was Craig – I got down to work. We were about half way through when Jacob joined us and within no time at all we were done. Craig thanked us and we went to see what else needed to be done.
Bella was working with Leah on filling the large round plastic tubs with water and bags of ice. As I approached Bella stopped what she was doing to present herself, I quickly nodded telling her to continue what she was doing while I said hello to her sister.
“Hello Edward, you get roped into this too?” Leah said while bending down to pick up another case of water. I didn’t get to answer because my father called my name and when I turned he was coming to stand right next to me.
“Good morning Bella,” he said while clapping me on the shoulder.
“Good morning Carlisle, do you remember my sister Leah?” dad nodded while Bella introduced Jacob. Once the pleasantries was out of the way dad said he needed help bringing some boxes from his car.
Jacob and I followed him to find not his car but Emmett’s Jeep, the back of which was loaded with boxes from a local bakery along with several cases of hotdogs. My mother came from the front of the car and after I kissed her cheek and introduced Jacob she had us carry the boxes of what I assumed to be food.
Carol had the tables all set up and apparently her husband Bob and my dad were going to be on hotdog grill duty. I realized the sun was getting warmer and I was thirsty, so I knew Bella probably was too.
Seth was sitting over by a table with the backpack that Bella had brought. I wondered how she was keeping him in one spot and as I went to get a bottle of water I saw that his leash was attached to some sort of hook in the ground. I figured Bella must have brought it with her along with a small plastic bowl that sat next to him.
I squatted down to give him fresh water and scratched his head. “We’re almost done boy, then we’ll go for a walk.”
I was just about to get up when I was tackled from behind by a small body, “Uncle Eddie!”
I chuckled at Vinny’s happy voice, “hey buddy what’s up?” I asked him while I stood with him on my back.
“Uncle Emmett brought me. Mom’s coming later, she was mad because Mia pooped in her pants…” he whispered the last part in my ear then added, “Where is Aunt Bella?”
Aunt Bella?
It took me a second to get over the sound of those two words together before I could answer him, “She’s over there, let’s go find her.”
As we approached Bella was talking with two women I had not met, she stopped to meet my gaze then noticed the little head sticking out over my shoulder.
“Hi aunt Bella!” Vinny called out.
“Hey there little man,” she looked around then asked, “is your mom here?”
“Nooo,” I interrupted Vinny hoping to save the women standing there some of the gory details and explained. “Ah…there was a small accident, she’ll be here soon.”
Bella took the water bottle I held out while Vinny blurted, “Yeah Mia pooped in her pants, it stank!”
The three women laughed and Bella began to make introductions. “Ah…Peggy, Marissa this little guy is Vinny and this is …”
I cut her off to keep her from saying my name, “Edward Cullen.”
I gripped Vinny tighter with my left arm so I could shake hands with the women while Bella took a long drink before handing the bottle back to me with a thank you.
As I took a drink Marissa asked, “Aunt Bella?”
Bella sighed, “Vinny is Dr. Cullen’s grandson, his mom and I are friends.”
“Oh,” apparently these women understood that connection and Vinny decided to make it more personal.
“Mommy makes Aunt Bella red underwear.”
I almost choked on the water and the two woman laughed while Bella turned as red as the underwear.
“Vinny.” I tried to admonish him between my coughing but the women were just too intrigued to let it go.
“Red underwear?” before Vinny could embarrass her anymore Bella took control of the situation.
“Ok little man…,” she moved to take him off my back groaning from his weight, “…why don’t you come help me set up my work table?” Turning back to the women, “I’ll talk to you later.”
As we turned to leave them Peggy said with a giggle, “come on Bella, we want to hear about your red underwear!” Bella laughed holding my hand as we kept walking.
Set up was an easy process; there were six tables each with a different colored tablecloth and the boxes in the van had stickers on that corresponded with that color. It was defiantly well thought out and my kind of operation; Bella was set up at the green table.
Her job was to hand out pamphlets and general information on all the services and programs that the center holds. Which at the time I was not aware of all that they did or how well they provide for their clients. Bella pointed out the boxes that she needed even though the big green stickers on the top and side would have been a dead giveaway. Picking up the first one I actually grunted because it was heavier than I thought it would be. After putting it on the table I turned around to see Bella carrying another one.
“Isabella what are you doing?” I asked her while taking the box and then realized the one she had was heavier then the first one.
“I was carri…”
I cut her off before she could finish, “I thought you had a fifteen pound weight limit?”
“I do…”
I stared at her in confusion, “This box has to be at least forty pounds.”
She looked at me like a deer caught in the head lights. I wasn’t mad -much- I was more concerned for her. The woman made me perplexed if I was there, why would she take it upon herself to do something that could injure her? Setting the box down on the table I pulled Bella in for a hug and a quick kiss then added. “Isabella I don’t want you lifting things, I would rather you wait then take the risk of hurting yourself. So be a good girl and don’t do that anymore.”
The smile on her face lit up her eyes “Yes Sir, I believe I can handle that request”
“Good”
I brought the last two boxes over in one trip and Bella started placing the pamphlets from inside on the table while Vinny sat with Seth feeding him snacks. The DJ started running some music and it seemed like everything was good to go. Emmett pulled up in a golf cart with Jacob and Leah; they had gone around on the walking path filling up the tubs with water and ice.
People started coming to check in, walking around to the various tables taking pamphlets and stickers. The kids were getting their faces painted and the silent auction was underway. While Bella manned the table Vinny and I walked with Seth around. There were all kinds of things up for auction Photographers, DJ’s, Florist, Show Tickets, some kind of basket that surprised me to know was going for two hundred dollars.
Who the hell would pay two hundred dollars for a basket?
I placed a bid on Mariner tickets along with a Seahawks Jersey, and a day spa I thought maybe Bella would like. Taking Vinny back over to Bella’s table I was greeted with the blank stares of three women I didn’t know.
“Can I help you?” The tall woman with short blond spiky hair looked at me with trepidation.
“I was looking for Bella,” I had barely gotten the words out of my mouth when the older heavy set older woman asked.
“Who’s Bella?”
Who’s Bella?
These women were looking at me like a momma bear protecting its cub and I actually stumbled over my words as I spoke, “Ah…Isabella Swan? She’s my …girlfriend?”
“Ohhh…are you Edward?” The older woman’s face suddenly turned friendly.
“Yes. Edward Cullen” I told her holding my hand out for her to take, “Hi, I’m Karen,” the spiky blonde was next, “Sherry, it’s nice to meet you,” the last woman was medium height with shoulder length light brown hair, “hi, I’m Stacy.”
After the introductions the three women stood there staring at me until I asked again, “Do you know where Bella went?”
It was the older woman Karen who spoke up. “Oh yeah, sorry about that, it’s just we tend to be over protective. Um...Bella is right over there inside the van she will be right back.” I looked over at the white fifteen passenger van that I didn’t remember being there before.
“So Edward, you’re Dr. Cullen’s son?” I smiled at Karen’s attempt at small talk.
“Yes, I am.”
“He’s a nice man and a wonderful doctor.”
“Yes Dad’s great,” what else was I going to say to her?
“And what’s your name?” she looked down at Vinny who was playing with the pamphlets.
“Vincent Whitlock, at your service,” the three women seemed impressed as he held his hand out for them to shake. I had to admit I was rather impressed myself.
After a moment of levity thanks to Vinny, I was happy to see the van door opening and a woman I didn’t know along with Carol and Bella stepped out. They shut the door walked a few feet away and then had a very short conversation before breaking apart.
Carol moved over to where the DJ was set up and Bella was still talking to the woman as she walked towards me. She finally looked up to catch my gaze; I was so intent on trying to read her face that I neglected giving her the signal to continue. When I did she smiled at me before returning to her conversation.
“Hey, there you are…” Alice was alongside me, “…I was looking for you.”
I found that odd since the area we were in was open and it was set up in a horseshoe shape so we shouldn’t have been that hard to find, but as Vinny said hello to his mother I glanced over my shoulder and seen that the area had filled up.
“Hi Alice…wow there are a lot of people here,” I was stating the obvious but the crowd surprised me.
“Hey Bella,” my sister grabbed her in a one armed hug while balancing Mia on her other hip. When Alice released her, Bella introduced the woman she was talking to as Jean. After the pleasantries were exchanged Jean excused herself while I wrapped my arm around Bella’s shoulder tucking her against my side.
“Anyway…I made this big tray of Lasagna and I wondered if you wanted to come for dinner? Emmett and Rose are coming, the pool is open and Jaz turned the heater on this morning so it should be nice by tonight.”
Bella looked up to me waiting for my answer but I thought I would give her the choice, “Do you want to go?”
“Sure, for a little bit, saves me from cooking,” the grin on her face made me chuckle.
“Good…and you don’t need to bring anything, except your suits,” Alice had just finished talking when Carol took the microphone to make some announcements.
“On behave of the staff and clients I would like to thank you all for coming out this morning. We will be getting started in about ten minutes, those of you that have not signed in please do so now. I would like to thank all the volunteers that have come out this morning to help set up, your time and efforts are most appreciated. This year we have over three hundred registrants and between what the walkers have raised, corporate sponsors, as well as private donations, your efforts have raised over sixty-thousand dollars.” A round of applause went up, when it quieted down Carol continued.
“I would request that any runners be allowed to go first and then the walkers. There are tubs of water along the route feel free to help yourself, please dispose of all garbage in the bins provided and please clean up after your dogs. The auction results will be revealed around noon and there will be hotdogs and snacks provided when you return. Again, thank you all for your support.”
Once she was done there was another round of applause and it seemed like everyone was getting ready to begin. Emmett and Rose joined us as well as Jacob and Leah. It wasn’t much later that Craig the DJ did a small countdown and people started walking.
The trail was a wide paved path much like the park by my house, the girls walked ahead of us with Bella holding onto Seth. Vinny had asked to walk him, but soon grew tired and gave the leash back. About half way through he became tired of walking altogether and Emmett and I took turns carrying him on our backs.
Twice on the walk I handed Bella the bottle of water for her to take a drink. On the second time Emmett made a comment about me bottle feeding her but I let it slide. Towards the end of the path we had to stop for Seth to do his stuff while we waited Leah spoke up.
“Bells, do you want to come over for dinner?”
“Umm…actually we are going to Alice’s”
My sister spoke up, “Why don’t you and Jacob come over? There is plenty.”
Leah looked to her husband, “Ahh…” before she could answer Alice added, “All you need is your swim suit.”
“Oh… I already have dinner started at home.”
“Save it for tomorrow,” Bella suggested.
“I don’t know, Jake had his heart set on that chicken.”
I looked to Jacob he didn’t seem so convincing but he didn’t contradict her either.
“Maybe another night,” Leah said with a trace of sadness while Bella bent to pick up Seth’s mess.
“Ewwww…are you going to carry that Aunt Bella?” she laughed moving the doo doo bag in his direction. “No, I thought you were going to carry it?”
“I’m not carrying poop!” The poor little guy looked like he was going to be sick which only added to our amusement as we started walking again.
Alice was talking about some kind of Belly dancing class that she wanted to take and was wondering if anyone wanted to join her. I didn’t pay much attention because frankly thinking about my little sister dressed half naked and dancing in front of Jasper was not a picture I wanted to have in my head. But I did pay attention to what Bella said.
“Oh, that reminds me Leah. We are leaving Tuesday …” she didn’t get to finish because Leah’s excited voice cut her off.
“For Forks?”
“No, we’re going to Victoria for a few days, we’ll be in Forks on Friday as planned,” Bella explained.
Alice’s head turned back to ask me, “Are you guys staying at Abigail’s?”
“Yes…” it was the only word that I could get out.
“Oh, Bella! you are going to love it there.” Alice said with enthusiasm.
“Which room did you get?” Rose asked while Leah wondered, “Who’s Abigail?”
As we finished the walk Bella explained that it was a hotel and she didn’t remember what room we got and then ended by telling Alice that it looked very nice and it was an added bonus that we could take Seth. A lot of people had finished the walk ahead of us and they didn’t wait around so by the time we got back the area was fairly clear of people and Craig was announcing names of the people who won the auctions.
Leah, and Rose were going to leave and both hugged Bella but while Rose went over to say good-bye to Emmett, Bella and Leah were off to the side having a discussion. Looking to Jacob I wondered if I should go over there he shook his head.
“I know what you’re thinking Edward, but that…” he pointed over to the two women, “…is between the sisters, your best bet is to not get involved. Even if Bella tells you all about it, keep your opinions to yourself and don’t make any comments. Because when it comes right down to it, they love each other and they will stick together, because that’s what sisters do.”
I looked over at Bella she looked kind of angry then back to Jacob he must have seen the questions in my mind, “Dude I’m serious, I grew up with two sisters and these two…trust me, stay out of it.”
I was going to ask him what was going on but Alice came over to tell me that my mom needed help. There wasn’t very much left and she said that everything was to be put into Carol’s car to be taken to the center. When I came back Bella had all the pamphlets back into the boxes and ready for me to take back to the truck I had gotten them from.
On the way back Emmett stopped me to help him dump out the tubs and put them into the back of a truck. When we were done with that Mom handed us each some hotdogs wrapped in foil. Hotdogs are not my favorite but when you’re hungry they will do. I wanted to get Bella some food and on my way over to her I stopped dead in my tracks.
She had folded up the table and was attempting to carry it over to where the others were stacked. Emmett came up behind me to tell me he was going to head out and watched her in fascination as she struggled. I spoke loud enough that she could hear me.
“Emmett, how much do you think that table weighs?” Bella jumped at my words meeting my gaze before attempting that innocent look she gets.
Emmett chuckled, “At least half as much as little Bella.”
I looked at my brother, “Will you take that table from her before she hurts herself?”
“Sure,” he grinned when he picked up the table I asked him again how much it weighs, “Oh…I would say fifty to sixty pounds.”
As he took the table over my glare never left Bella, “Come, my mother sent you something to eat.”
“I’m sorry, I…” handing her the hotdog I interrupted her excuses.
“Eat Isabella, we will discuss this later.”
Mom and dad had already left by the time everything was loaded to be taken back to the center. Alice was keeping Bella company while Mia slept and Vinny ran around with Seth. When Bella met my gaze I asked her if she was ready to go, she said yes and we all walked out to the parking lot. Once the kids were in their car seats Alice gave Bella a hug, “See you in about an hour.”
I looked to Bella and then my sister, “You better give us two there is something I need to take care of.” When my gaze fell back to Bella she knew she was in trouble.
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