Walking down
the sleek cement staircase was an exercise in coordination. The design of the dress caused my legs to
remain very tight together making me have to concentrate on my footing. Alice
told me the small steps needed to keep my balance, exaggerated the movement in
my hips. For some reason the image of an old Marilyn Monroe movie came to mind
as I pictured he in a tight dress with her hips almost swing with every step.
Mimicking her actions on the walk out into the kitchen area I found that by
placing one foot directly in front of the other, walking became much easier.
With that dilemma solved I then had the extreme privilege of watching Edward’s
eyes nearly pop out of his head.
He was
standing with his back to us pouring the last of wine into glasses while
speaking to his brother. At the sound of my approaching steps he turned to me
with a smile that ever so slowly morphed into a mask of blankness. His mouth went slack as his eyes grew while
they raked over my body from my feet up. Meeting my eyes again his mouth closed
and opened several times while he stared at me completely speechless. Blinking
a few times his tongue swept across his lips as he seemed to come out of
whatever trance had him mesmerized.
“You’re
stunning nâhtötse”
Before I
could answer Alice stepped forward to retrieve one of the glasses on the
counter “I did good, she’s dazzling”
Placing both
hands on my hips Edward pulled me closer to him “She always is”
“Yeah, Yeah,
Yeah…I know Bella’s beautiful” Alice mocked before waving her hand in my direction
like a game show model “But what about my dress?”
I giggled
while Edward grinned placing a soft kiss on my lips “Spectacular”
“Why thank
you kind Sir” I said adjusting the knot of his blue tie “You look might
handsome tonight”
“Nothing
compared to you my love”
“Oh
Pa…lease…” Emmett groaned “Enough of the pillow talk”
Handing Rose
a glass of Orange Juice he glanced at me “You look great little Bella, but my
woman still out shines you.”
Rose smirked
“You just want some”
“I always
want some but it’s still true”
“Augh…now
who’s grossing us out with pillow talk” Edward teased while Alice laughed
pulling out her camera “Let’s go…pictures”
It was like
prom night all over again, we finished
our drinks while Alice placed us in every pose she could think of before giving
a round of hugs, telling us to “have fun” and an added ‘see you tomorrow’. With
her gone we gathered up our stuff and left.
Pulling into
the parking lot across the street from New Moon I had to admit the admiration
in Edward’s glare was very gratifying. Turning off the car he got out and I
watched him as he walked around to my door. The air of confidence that always
surrounded him seemed to be intensified that evening causing my blood to boil.
Taking his hand to get out of the car the tingle from his touch sent shivers
down my spine that emerged as goose bumps over my skin.
Noticing my
reaction Edward became concerned “Are you cold?”
Cold?
Between the
soft leather hugging my skin, the sizzle on my bottom, the touch of his skin
and the mighty fine specimen of man standing before me – Cold was the last
thing I was.
“No sir, not
cold at all”
Tilting my
chin Edward moved in to kiss me, unable or maybe unwilling to control myself
all the passion I had building inside me came out. Grasping the back of his
neck my fingers threaded through his hair as I clutched myself to him. It took
Edward one-pint-two seconds to catch up with my mood. His hand gripped the back of my neck as his tongue
plunged into mouth in a fierce manner that made my heart rate spike. My body
molded to his and I felt the heat of his erection pressed into my stomach as
his other hand squeezed by bottom. My breathing grew erratic while my legs
started to weaken and I moaned loudly into his mouth.
“Yo…are you
two going to fuck right there”
Hearing his
brother’s voice Edward kept his firm hands where they were as he pulled his
head back. I have heard of smothering eyes yet up until that very moment I had
no clue as to what they looked like. Hooded, dark, mysterious green orbs stared
down at me like I was prey he wanted to devour. The sheer force of his
dominance caused me to tremble, not with fear but with a painful lusty need. At
that moment he could have thrown me over the car to fuck me senseless and I
wouldn’t have cared who the hell was watching.
Taking a
deep breath Edward shuddered as the grip he had on me relaxed without completely
letting me go until I was once again steady on my feet. His eyes stared to
lighten and I couldn’t resist asking “Better?”
A quirk of a
smile appeared “Getting there”
The hand
that had held my neck moved so that I could feel a single finger trace the
silver collar “What you do to me Isabella”
I wanted to
say ‘back at you big boy’ instead
remained quiet while watching the muscles in his face relax back into his
normal expression. “Now what were you saying about being naked?”
When did I say that?
Raising one
eye brow he reminded me “In the car, you said you felt naked”
Oh yeah
Taking his
arm we walked across the parking lot towards New Moon while I explained that
this was the first time I was at the club without having some kind of toy
inserted or attached to me. Reaching the door Edward chuckled telling me he
could rectify that with a simple trip back to the car.
I bet he
could too, that black tote he carried in the truck was filled with all kinds of
surprises.
Saying hello
to Eric – who was dressed in a formal black suit and tie – we waited behind
another several other couples to sign the book before actually going inside the
club. Edward spoke pleasant hello’s to everyone while I went over in my mind the
instructions he had given me for the rest of the evening. They were pretty
standard, full protocols were in effect and I was allowed to speak with anyone
according to the rules of etiquette. Like the previous night he wanted us to
enjoy all the benefit and amenities that the club contained.
The club was
decorated for the party with silver balloons and strings of crystals that
draped from the ceiling like paper streamers. Dark silver linen cloths covered
every table with a centerpiece of white long steam roses accented with drooping
crystal picks. The richness of the adornments reminded me of an extravagance
wedding reception.
The members
were dressed to impress – at least on the main floor - woman in sleek cocktail
dresses while the men wore suit and ties. Even the employees exchanged their
normal polo shirt with the New Moon logo on it for formal attire. The men in
white ruffled tuxedo shirts with black bowties and the waitresses scurrying
about in black tailored tuxedo tails over black shorts complete with dainty
white gloves.
Following Edward
through the two areas he led us back to the VIP section and I was beyond
shocked to see Esme and Carlisle sitting there. I knew that the club was not
some place where Edward’s parents were comfortable being so I could only assume
they were here to celebrate. Approaching the table Aro, Marcus and Carlisle
stood, they each shook Edward’s hands and then regarded me.
Marcus was
the first to speak “Wow! That is some dress”
Had it not
been Edward’s uncle I would have been more embarrassed then I already was. I
could feel my cheeks burn as Carlisle’s fatherly comment helped relieve the
awkwardness.
“My sons a
luck man” He said with a smile glancing at Edward before kissing my cheek and
adding “But I already knew that”
“Aro who
took my hand” Ms. Swan as always a vision to behold”
Quirking an
eye I took in the appearance of the man who has always been so very kind to me.
He looked very distinguished in his black tailored suit, white pressed shirt
and dark silver tie. “Thank you Sir. You are rather dashing yourself tonight.
Which by the way congratulations”
“Yes
twenty-five years” he grinned “this club is as old as you”
“This one is
almost twenty-six” I corrected while he chuckle “I stand corrected”
Edward who
had made his way around to say hello to his mother and aunts was back at my
side. Placing a possessive hand on the small of my back he guided me to table
so I could say hello to the women then to the two empty chairs.
Holding one
out for me I was just about to slide into it when Carlisle said “Edward, Emmett said you were
having some kind of trouble with your car”
At the same
time the unmistakable voice of Dougie called out from behind me “Isabella,
there you are”
Standing
back up I turned to acknowledge my new best friend while Edward inquired what
his father meant. Dougie who was dressed in a white tux, pink shirt and red bow
tie hugged me loosely then stood back looking abashed “Girlfriend I didn’t
think you were ever going to get in here. I thought for sure I was going to
have to get a cold bucket of water to throw on you”
The
realization of what he was talking about didn’t completely settle in until Emmett’s
booming laugh reached my ears “Bucket hell, I was going to come in and start
selling tickets”
His laugher
increased while my embarrassment grew and I leaned in to whisper to Dougie “Did
you see us?”
He however
wasn’t quite as discrete “Girl I think half the club saw that PDA”
“I told you
to knock it off” Rose giggled at Emmett’s comment then added “Actually I think
you told them to go knock one off”
Oh God…please kill me now
I didn’t
even want to look at Esme’s face because the disapproval came out loud and
clear in the tone of her voice “Edward, what were you doing in public?”
“Nothing…”
he tried to dismiss it but Emmett just couldn’t stop “Bull crap mom, he was
sucking little Bella’s face off”
“No…but I
was however kissing my woman. Can you blame me…look at her” He was not helping
the burn in my cheeks nor did Dougie
“He’s not
kidding girlfriend, you are…” his finger touched against my bare shoulder as
his face scrunched up “sizzling hot”
“Thanks” I
said sarcastically, just glad the conversation had turned into a different
direction.
“I’m serious
you could make a gay man want to go straight” I laughed and Dougie picked up my
hand while addressing Edward “Daddy is dying to see this dress, may I take
her?”
Taking a
look around the smaller VIP room I noticed that Double D was not there, I did
however catch the gaze of Caius who before I could divert my eyes gave me a
curt nod. “Where is Riley?”
Double D was
out in the main area sitting with someone I didn’t know and was slightly
relieved when Edward declined Dougie’s request.
“I’m going to sit with my family for a half hour tell Riley I’ll met
upstairs”
“Alright,
but daddy doesn’t like to wait. See you later girlfriend”
Edward
gestured to the chair telling me sit then went to the bar for a drink while I
sat next to Rose “You got a pet, uh?”
I knew who
she was talking about “It looks that way, but Dougie is funny and really easy
to like”
“Yeah, he’s
a character”
Edward
returned with two glasses of white wine and the conversation at the table moved
from one topic to another. Didyme had mentioned in passing about a grouping of
original artwork on display upstairs which I was rather interested in seeing.
Other than that it was just ideal chit chat amongst the family. We had sat for
a little longer then Edward had planned when his parents made to leave.
As Esme gave
me a hug good-bye she told me to make sure that Edward behaved himself. Making
me grin as she gave him what Sue would call ‘the stink eye.’ I suppose that when you’re a mother the concept of
making sure your children act respectable is something you never loose. I
wanted to assure her that I would keep a close eye on him yet part of me hoped
there would be a whole lot more misbehavior before the night was through.
Our group
was breaking up and leaving the sanctuary of the VIP room in favor of
continuing with our evening. Out in the main dance area Aro and Jane depart
from us to go mingle while Marcus took Didyme out onto the dance floor. Rose
needed the bathroom and I followed along with her figuring it might be a good
idea to pee while she was there to help with my dress. As it turned out,
working the zipper wasn’t all that difficult. Once it was opened the dress
peeled back from my body and allowed me to sit freely. Closing it wasn’t as
easy because I needed to wedge my hand up at a strange angle that wouldn’t give
the correct leverage. It was taking me longer than it should and Rose teased me
about falling in, but I eventually got the zipper pulled down over the length
of my leg.
On our way
back to the boys I notice Edward talking to a very tall darker skinned woman
who he had previously introduced me to. She had an odd name and for the life of
me I could not remember what it was.
Rose and I
parted, she went to Emmett who was standing at the end of a table talking to
people while I walked up to Master taking my presentation pose. They were
talking cordially and it only took a few seconds before my presence was
acknowledged.
“Isabella do
you remember Zafrena?”
Oh yeah that’s her name
“Yes Master”
meeting his gaze Edward nodded giving me the go ahead to speak to the woman.
She was so tall – a few inches above Edward – I had to lift my head to see her
“It’s very nice to see you again ma’am”
“You also
Isabella. That dress is very flattering on you, is it one of Riley’s designs?”
Riley’s?
“No ma’am, Master’s
sister Alice designed and made the dress.”
“Really” She
sounded shocked “Could you turn for me please?”
Looking to
Edward to see if it was ok, I was once again given the go ahead nod before I
did a slow ungraceful spin.
“She did a
marvelous job. I wasn’t aware Alice was so talented”
Growing
slightly bold I gave Alice a little plug “Oh yes ma’am, she designed and produced
a full range of coordinating garments for Master’s girl”
“Well if
this is an example of her work, I’m going to have to give her a call”
I had taken it this far I might as well push
it all the way
“If this one
may be so bold ma’am she would recommend you do, Alice is most talented”
The
Amazonian like woman actually smiled at me “I believe I will Isabella, thank
you”
“You’re
welcome” It was all I could say because Zafrina turned her attention to Edward saying
one word “Midnight”
The only
response he gave a polite nod before Zafrina walked away leaving us alone. The
familiar cords of a song started playing. Edward turned to face me wrapping his
arms around my back to hold me close while his face nuzzled into my neck as he
sung softly against my ear.
Hey little girl is
your daddy home?
Did he go away and
leave you all alone
Mmmm Hmmm
I got a bad desire
Oh…Oh…Oh
I’m on fire
Taking my
hands he held my left palm against his chest while the right one became pinned
with his other hand against my back. It might have been a simple action but the
position he placed me in caused my body to lay flush against his while still
giving me that feeling of being restrained as he crooned in my ear.
Can he do to you the
things that I do?
Mmmm Hmmm
I can take you higher
Oh…Oh…Oh
I’m on fire
Fire?
I was a
burning ember waiting to be ignited, and that flare up came with the feel of
Edward’s teeth tugging on my ear lobe. Pulling it with enough force to give me
tingles he asked “How hot can you get Isabella?”
Was there a limit?
“How hot
would you like your girl Master?” I swallowed hard in an attempted to sound unaffected
but it was pointless because Edward knew damn well what he was doing to me.
“Mmmmm…” he
hummed against my neck “…on a scale of one to ten, I’d settle for a twelve”
Twelve? I was already past that
My mind was
reeling with the possibilities of what was to come when I heard a female “Sir
Edward, can I get you anything…from the bar”
The song was
ending and the beginning music for Madonna’s Crazy for You stated to play. Refusing to release me or even
acknowledge the girl Edward walked me backwards onto the dance floor. Before the first word was sang he already had
our bodies moving to the sensuous tempo.
“Look at me
Isabella” my eyes met his and the words came out of my mouth as I stared into
his hypnotic gaze singing the words.
I'm crazy for you
Touch me once and
you'll know it's true
I never wanted anyone
like this
It's all brand new,
You’ll feel it in my kiss
I'm crazy for you,
Edward’s
lips crashed into mine, it wasn’t that searing kiss we had out in the parking
lot but it still made the muscles in my belly tighten.
Pulling his
head back he was breathing like a bull staring down a matador “I’m trying hard
to control myself Isabella but we just might not make it out of here tonight
without a trip to the office”
I smiled
slyly and reminded him of someplace else “Or the elevator”
He chuckled
“That’s why I love you nâhtötse, you’re always thinking”
As I giggled
the song was coming to an end and Aro tapped Edward on the shoulder asking to
cut in. Giving me a slight bow he released me with a gesture to his uncle to
take over. The music hadn’t even started
when Aro already had my hands in position one against his chest the other
clasped within his while his other hand laid flat against my back.
“I figured I
better take my dance before your evening gets underway and I miss the chance”
“I’d always
make time for you” I said the words a second before breaking out into a deep
laugh as the song started playing. It was so old and the only reason I knew it
was because due to tradition I had danced to it with Charlie at my wedding.
Aro’s face
broke out into a huge grin and I knew he requested the song on purpose “Sorry
Ms. Swan I just couldn’t resist”
I giggled
with total glee as Aro moved us in slow motion across the dance floor while The
Mills Brothers sang.
You're sugar you're
spice,
You're everything
nice,
And you're daddy's
little girl.
“You are so
bad”
He shrugged
“It’s one of the joys of being me”
“And what
happens next week when everyone is gossiping?”
Aro grinned
“I won’t be here”
Oh …Wonderful
“That is
sort of why I wanted to talk you. Laurent has been dismissed of his duties and Marcus
and I have decided that Monday Mr. Newton will more than likely be arrested for
his theft. I’m telling you because of the relationship his lover has with that
rat bastard you refer to as your ex-husband. Edward informed me she is not only
mentally unstable but she also seems to have a vendetta against you. I’m not
sure how close she is to Mr. Newton or what his arrest will do to her
rationality and I want you to promise me you will be extra careful.”
A thought
occurred to me “Did you tell anyone else about Mike?”
“I’m telling
you now and of course it would be wrong of me to ask you to keep it from
Edward”
That’s why Edward didn’t tell me – he didn’t
know
“So please
feel free to share it with him or with Emmett for that matter. However other than
those two I would ask that you show discretion and keep that information
private. As I said, it seemed obvious to me that due to safety reason, you
needed to be informed of my intentions. If this Karen girl is unbalanced and
she depends on Mr. Newton, then his arrest and departure just might have
adverse effects on her mental state.”
Aro was
right in his assumption, it would all depend if Karen was consistently taking
her medications or what state of mind she happened to be in at the time. Either
way I was very glad he chose to keep me informed. I was even more ecstatic to
learn Edward had not kept the information from me out of some warped sense of
protection.
“Thank you
for telling me”
“Just
watching out for my daughter” Aro’s smile made me giggle.
The song
came to an end and he placed a kiss on my forehead making me promise to be safe
before handing me back over to Edward who didn’t lose a step in leading me into
the next dance. While we moved slowly to a song I didn’t know, I spoke softly
telling him what Aro had said. The concerned expression on his face was not
something I enjoyed seeing.
Placing my
hand on his cheek I asked “Are you alright?”
Edward’s head
moved just the tiniest bit to kiss my palm “Just wondering the best way to keep
you safe”
“Maybe you
should lock this one up and throw away the key” I joked
“That’s not
a half bad idea” I giggled while Edward continued to keep a straight face and I
was beginning to think he just might be serious.
At the end
of the song I followed him off the dance floor towards the stairs, before
making our way upstairs the waitress who had tried to interrupt us earlier
asked again if there was anything he needed. This time I made eye contact with
what I could only assume was one of Master’s former bimbo’s. To my dismay she
was not at all an unattractive girl except for the scowl she threw in my
direction.
“No Lauren…and
I would suggest if you wish to remain an employee here you make a serious
attitude adjustment. Come Isabella”
Ha…take that bitch
Edward had
effectively put her in her place and on the outside I remained impassive while on
the inside I was gloating to beat the band.
The Silver Anniversary theme from downstairs continued up to the second
floor, the only difference being, there were no crystals draped from the
ceiling. The large second floor main room
was alive with its typical uninhibited atmosphere, members mulled around in
various stages of undress. Some attached
to a leash; other’s crawling along next to their dominant. Many submissive’s
were kneeling obediently while their master stroked their hair and carried on a
conversation with another Dom. Bodies were used as a footrest for one leg while the sub licked the other shoe
clean. Spankings could be heard along with faint cries or whimpers over the
background music. So many different things simultaneously going on and yet no
particular exchange stood out from any of the others.
My mind drifted back to the first time I had been exposed to happenings
of the room. The sights had shocked me so much Edward sat us in the bar area until
I had calmed down. Strange that in less than two months’ time those same sights
have become almost mundane. It seemed normal to me for a girl to be on her
knees lapping her drink from a bowl. Or a male submissive walking hunched over due
to the chain running from the ring in his penis to one around his toe. Neither was something I could see myself
doing but who was I to judge how people got their kink on?
There was activity on the stage as it was being prepared for some kind
of demonstration. Stealing a quick glance I tried to see if I could tell what
it would be but Edward started walking towards the far corner and I had to keep
my eye on him so I stayed in step.
Riley was indeed impressed with Alice’s work to the point where he
walked around me holding his chin as he scrutinized every little detail. Even
though I knew his focus was on the design of the dress I still felt like he was
checking me out. I eased my mind by telling myself Double D was very gay and
his interest in my body was merely for professional reason. However when
someone examines you as they would an expensive piece of abstract art it’s
rather hard to not be self-conscious.
That feeling intensified when Dougie prodded “What do you think
daddy?”
“Hmmm…” Riley thought out loud and I thought he was going to make a
comment on the dress so his next words surprised the shit out of me “…hour
glass shape…”
It was getting kind of creepy and I looked to first Edward and then
Dougie for reassurance.
Dougie smiled at me “Daddy has a talent…he can guess anyone’s
measurements”
My eyes widened as Riley told me something I didn’t even completely
know “thirty-four, twenty-four, thirty-four with a C cup.” He winked at me
“which I believe are natural”
I wanted to say ‘Of course they were natural’ when Edward spoke “They
are, and spectacular and best of all…they’re mine”
Riley laughed “Well Edward I must admit other than a place to put
clamps my only other interest in breast is how they fill out my clothing line”
Yup… I was right, purely
professional curiosity
A group of people walked behind us and Dougie muttered something under
his breathing causing Riley to react with a harsh warning. “Watch yourself Douglas.
You are skating on thin ice”
Had it been my Master cautioning me I would have immediately dropped
my eyes and answered with a quick ‘yes Sir.’ Not Dougie – No…he made a face of
irritation while dramatically rolling his eyes. The reaction so unexpected I
let out a small giggle causing Riley to sigh. “You will have to excuse Douglas,
I’m afraid I spoil him”
“Master spoils this one too…just not that much. His girl never would
have gotten away with rolling her eyes” I chuckled at the thought
“What would have happened to you Isabella?” Edward asked but my answer
was directed to Riley.
Pointing my finger I said “Do you see that corner over there?”
Grinning he glanced over his shoulder to Dougie “If he isn’t careful
Douglas just might find himself in that corner with his red ass hanging out”
The eye roll came again “Daddy I’m going to go look at the art work”
Their relationship so much different than ours, Dougie had told me
Riley wasn’t his master, he was his Daddy. At the time I didn’t understand the
difference, the more I hung around them the clearer it became. Riley was the
dominant yet unlike Edward and me there didn’t seem to be the stringent rules.
Their protocols were next to none, childlike behavior on the part of Dougie was
not indulged it was expected. Yet something told me that as with any parent
when pushed to far Riley would reel his child back in. The question I had was,
where was that imaginary line, how would Dougie know he went too far?
Personally I enjoyed the clear set rules; it gave me the structure I craved
along with the security of knowing I was capable of handling what was expected
of me. There was no second guess, the lines in the sand were clearly drawn and
I did everything I could to stay within them.
Edward pulled me away from my thoughts “I believe Isabella wanted to
see the art work too, and since I spoil her…”he grinned “…I think we’ll do that
now”
The smaller room on the other side of the bar area was set up as a
gallery filled with photographs, oil paintings, watercolors and sketching’s. All
the art depicted was erotic in nature; some were full explicate nudes others
containing only a hint of sexuality. One picture in particular caught my attention;
it was a black and white photo portraying a man from the shoulders down, dressed
in a suit and tie with his female submissive kneeling before him. There was
nothing crass about it and the only nudity was the skin on the top half of her
back. Her face was turned slightly towards his crotch while his hands rested
gently on her head. I was memorized by the powerfully loving show of subtle dominance
and silent acceptance.
Edward caught me staring at the erotically suggestive print “I’m sure
it’s for sale”
I knew he would buy it for me however I had a different idea “Actually
Master your girl was thinking it would nice to have our photo taken in that
pose.”
He looked back at the framed art for a moment then to me “Do you think
Leah would be accommodating?”
She had already agreed to do some poses for me, so one more shouldn’t
matter “Yes”
He nodded “I could hang it in the playroom”
No… not in the playroom.
Edward must have noticed my reluctance “You have somewhere else in
mind?”
“Your girl was thinking of having it done in a larger size so it could
hang over the bed. That way we would see it every day and it would be like an
expression of our relationship and the intimacy we share. What better place to
be displayed then over our bed.”
“Our bed?” he questioned with one raised eye
“Yes Sir, it’s more ours then just yours” judging from his expression
that didn’t seem to go over very well so I quickly explained “It’s your bed two
nights a week and ours on the other five. That means the majority of the time…”
“It’s ours…” he absently considered “…well we could always add a few
more night to my time.”
“Hmmm” it would be simple to add to our usual; all that would have to
happen was an extension of our time schedules. I wasn’t sure about wanting to
do that, especially at that particular time. There was so much I was just
starting to get use to and I thought our normal everyday life coupled with our
usual time was nicely balanced.
Before I could finish my thoughts on how to answer Edward, did it for
me “No, I think we’re fine just the way we are. And if that means I need to
concede my bed to you for the majority of the week then I suppose I can make the sacrifice”
The words, the tone of his voice, the expression of mock martyrdom, it
was all too much and I started laughing. Full belly, tears in my eyes cackles
that I couldn’t stop.
“What’s so funny” A deep baritone voice asked from behind me and I did
my best to control the giggles while Edward answered Demetri with a gleeful
tone “Apparently me”
“Funny I never thought of you as a comedian Edward”
“Yes well…” Edward paused to retrieve his vibrating phone and a female
voice mutter “neither have I”
Turning his head Edward acknowledge the woman “Tanya” before glancing
at his phone with a frown then looking to me. “Isabella I need to go take care
of something for Aro”
I didn’t know what it was but it must have been important and I also
knew that since Edward wasn’t explaining the problem it more than likely had
something to do with what Aro had told me about while we danced. Edward once
again glanced in Tanya’s direction before doing a quick scan around the room
with his eyes falling back on his friend. “Are you busy at the moment?”
“No, I’m monitoring the room”
My first thought was Edward wanted Demetri to accompany him so I was
rather surprised at the request “Would you mind keeping an eye on Isabella.
She’s fine to continue walking around with Douglas but I hate to leave her
unsupervised”
What the fuck was I – two?
Besides I wasn’t sure if I was
comfortable being passed off to someone else. There wasn’t much I could say or
do about it, as my mind thought back to the contract I had signed giving Master
permission to hand me over to another. He had explained that clause was only
left in for circumstances such as this. He had said it more than likely would
be Emmett who cared for me but I supposed his brother was also summoned. Come
to think of it I hadn’t seen either him or Rose since we had come upstairs, for
all I knew they were busy doing something else.
“I’d be honored”
Edward turned his attention to me “Stay in this room, mind Demetri and
behave yourself until I come to retrieve you.”
The ‘yes Master’ was met with a kiss on the head and a nod in the
direction of my care taker “Thank you, I won’t be long”
“I’ll be fine you don’t have to babysit me” I said once Edward left.
“Nonsense” Taking my hand Demetri placed it inside his elbow to turn
us back towards the display of art “So which one were you admiring”
When I pointed out the picture I had found so fascinating he grinned “Here
I thought it was the one next to it”
The picture was a watercolor of two women on either side of a man in a
boat. The three of them dressed in a style of clothing befitting the seventeen
hundreds complete with ornate white wigs. Each woman lying beside the man had
their elaborate dresses hiked up with an oar shoved deep inside them. The male
was visibly relaxed as he leisurely kissed one woman while the other used her
mouth on his rather impressive dick. There was no doubt about the sexuality it
was portraying and although the artist had paid close attention to detail it
did not draw me as the other one did.
“It’s a nice painting but very blatant, leaving nothing to the
imagination”
“Hmmm… and what about that one?”
Demetri pointed out another watercolor which depicted a nude woman
lying on her stomach with her knees bent while her stiletto clad feet dangled
in the air. The only thing she had on was a pair of sheer arm length black
gloves and thigh high black stockings. Her blonde hair hung in smooth lines as
she looked over her shoulders toward her bottom. The most obvious thing that
made the painting stand out was the waving devil’s tail emerging from her derriere.
Looking at the painting I asked the most obvious question “Is she a
devil woman or did the devil make her the way she is?”
Demetri chuckled “That’s what philosophers have been debating since
the beginning of time.”
Looking back at the picture I could see the conflicting intent the
artist was trying to bring out. “she has an innocent face and yet her choice of
accessories suggest sexual prowess. She’s keeping her intimate parts hidden
from view but still wiggling the tail to show off the evil within her. She’s
like a woman who’s trying to repress her sexual desires”
“Is that how you see it?”
My head moved from side to side as I took in the framed art “yes, but
I could be wrong, maybe the artist just thinks that all women are she devils”
Demettri laughed “No Miss Isabella, I believe your first impression
was correct”
Glancing up at him I asked “How can you be sure?”
Keeping his head straight Demettri’s eyes shifted to mine “Because
that’s my painting”
I gasped “You did that?”
“Yes that and the other one you referred to as ….what was it…oh yeah …blatant,
leaving nothing to the imagination”
Swallowing hard I quickly tried to ease the distress I felt from
critiquing his work by backtracking “I didn’t mean any offence, you’re clearly
very talent…”
“No offense taken Isabella, I asked what you thought and you told me.
As a matter of fact I’m rather impressed with your assessment…”
The woman I knew to be his submissive was suddenly presenting herself
at his side “Master forgive the interruption”
“That’s alright Gianna, what do you need?”
“Anthony as a question about one of the pieces that this one couldn’t
answer”
“Alright, could you please stay with Isabella, show her around and
perhaps point out some more of my work, I would love to hear what she thinks of
them”
“As you wish Master”
Demetri smiled at the beautiful olive skinned woman who took his place
by my side. Gianna was dressed in a beautiful dark red floor length mermaid
gown that hugged her body in the same manner as mine. Her dark hair done in an up-do
showed off the long sleekness of her neck and back, which was completely open
down to her hips.
“That’s a beautiful dress” I said conventionally in an attempt to end
the silence.
She smiled “Thank you, I was just going to say the thing to you. And
to complement you on the changes in Edward…”
“Ha!...some changes, what the fuck did you do to him?” We both turned
to see who the rude eavesdropper was.
“What are you talking about” Gianna asked Tanya with distained while I
was to dumbfounded by her choice of outfit. In a way I was torn by the crisscrossed
pieces of material that encircled her body. It looked like one long length of
ribbon draped over neck. The two ends then came down over her breast -covering
nothing but nipple – wrapped once around her hips, ran through her crotch and
ended in a fancy bow on her ass. I loved Alice but this thing was hideous.
“I mean” Tanya said in her snarly voice “Edward was always so stern
and no nonsense. It’s disgusting to see him acting like all blasé, laughing and
allowing a sub to talk back to him”
This woman had absolutely no idea what she was talking about, the last
thing Edward would do would be to allow me to be disobedient. I was going to
inform Tanya how wrong she was when Dougie appeared “It’s called being happy
bitch, you’re just jealous because you make him like that”
“Who the hell wants a Dom who follows you around like a love sick puppy?”
“I guess you’ll know, since all you are is Eleazar and
Carmen’s…in-between the sheets tension release”
“And what are you? Nothing but Riley’s gopher who he keeps around to
run his errands, do his dirty work and suck his dick.”
The disagreement which began as a way of getting to me had turned into
the Dougie-Tanya show. Their voices were starting to get louder. Gianna’s hand
gripped my arm and took a step back out of the way of the insults.
“At least daddy has a purpose for me; all you are is a leach who sucks
off of others because she’s too pathetic to support herself.”
At Dougie’s last comment Tanya’s face stiffened as her mouth formed
into a hard line and she turned to walk away. Glad that she was gone I breathe
a sigh of relieve then glanced quickly to make sure Edward hadn’t heard. The
quilt I felt at my slip was getting to me and in my head I started to recite
the sentence that would ease my conscience when Dougie called out. “I guess
that’s another reason Edward wouldn’t want you. What person could stand having a
stupid, nasty, useless excuse for a human being around them”
Tanya turned to unleash more venom “I had enough of you this
afternoon”
This afternoon?
“Right back at you bitch”
“Shut the fuck up you limp dick faggot!”
“My dick works just fine except for lopsided tittie bitches with nasty
rotten sulfur smelling cunts!”
Hating that word my eyes widened and I gasped in shock while squeezing
Gianna’s hand to help her contain the giggle as I looked out into the crowd of
people who stood to watch the bickering. Three seconds later a rather unhappy,
fierce looking Demetri was there, he glanced at Gianna and I clutching each
other’s hands in support before turning an evil glare at the two people causing
the disturbance.
“What the fuck is going on
here!”
I knew that tone of voice, he was not happy and someone was going to
pay for it.
