Chapter 7

EPOV

It was really difficult to leave Bella tonight. I would have been very happy staying there with her all night. It would have been a perfect ending to a fantastic day. I chuckled to myself as I enter my home, thinking about the look of shock on Leah’s face. I could only imagine what we looked like sitting on the floor. My shirt off, Bella cradled in my arms with only a pair of panties on. I heard the phone ring, but I guess Bella was just too preoccupied. I never thought that they would come bursting in like that. In a way I’m glad they did, or I would have ended up in her bed, and I really want her to know what she is getting into, before we actually fuck. Besides, I think Bella needed to have some time to relax after the day she had.

She looked so embarrassed while Jasper was examining her scar. I was so fucking mad, she didn’t say how it happened, but I knew that son-of-a-bitch ex-husband of hers had something to do with it. I didn’t want to put her on the spot, with everyone listening, and I’m not really sure I want to hear it. But, I am going to have to find out. I know it makes her self-conscious, I could see that on her face. I’m not some vain perfectionist that would allow something like a scar to lower my opinion of someone. I wanted her to know that. She surprised me when she jumped in my arms, I’m glad I was standing firmly or she would have knocked us both over. Then she was so cute, with that shy little girl look, wondering why I don’t call her Isabella. She needed worry; I plan to call her Isabella often.

I wasn’t expecting her to make dinner, but it sure was good. It seems like she had to grow up so fast. What ten year old cooks’ dinner for her father? I wonder what other responsibilities she took upon herself. She really loves her father and that shows every time she talks about him. I think I would really like to meet him, and see where she grew up. I really want to see this cliff she jumped off. What the fuck was she thinking? And fucking Jacob Black encouraging her.

I shook my head, I couldn’t keep thinking about those kinds of things. I had to get some things together for tomorrow. I planned on bringing Bella back here for coffee. I think she would be more comfortable, where no one would over hear us, and there would be no time constraints. While we were at the store, I bought some beagles, croissants, muffins and fresh fruit. I figured that was a good variety, and there would be something she would like. Going to my computer, I pulled up the files I needed, the contract, the negotiation sheet, the food list and my personal rules.

I was just pulling the papers from the printer when the phone rang. “Hello Emmet. What can I do for you at” I glance at the time on the computer “..11:30 pm?”

“I didn’t wake you or interrupt anything, did I?” rolling my eyes at his implication “No, I was just working on a few things. Then I’m going to bed.”

“Alone?”

I sighed “Yes alone, what do you need Emmet?”

He started laughing “Little Bella shut you down baby brother?” I groaned “Ok, Ok, By the way, I like her, and even better Rose likes her. But the reason I’m calling so late, we stopped by the club, and Tanya was there asking all kinds of questions about you.”

“What about me?”

“Well the skuttle, is that there was a newbe there Thursday night, which you were quit taken with. Tanya asked Rose who it was, and if you had any contact with her.” I groaned, sometimes the people at the club are like a bunch of old ladies at a tea party, all they do is gossip. Shaking my head I continued listening to Emmet

“Of course Rose didn’t say anything, you know Rosie? She told her to go fuck herself. But just so you know, she sniffing around.”

“Yeah ok, I don’t know what her fucking problem is? I haven’t had anything to do with her in almost two years, and she’s been living with Eleazar and Carman. What the fuck happened to their happy little three-some?”

“No clue dude…Don’t know…Don’t care. I’m just letting you know what was happening.”

“Yeah Thanks”


Emmet continued “Hey tomorrow, you want to take the bikes out?”

“I’m picking up Bella in the morning; plan to spend the day with her. I was thinking about taking her on the bike, if you don’t mind to the extra person. I can’t give you an exact time. I would assume after two.”

“You really like her.” It wasn’t a question, it was a statement.

“Yeah, I do. I’m just ...I know we have to go slow, and renegotiate often. I just...I don’t know. I don’t want to hurt her. She’s been hurt enough”

Emmet was quiet for a second “Listen, make her talk. Make sure you know her fears. Then stay away from them. You know how sometimes you can play on a subs fear?”

He was talking about using their fears to enhance the play, like slithering a rope on a sub who’s afraid of snakes.

“ ... yeah man. You can’t do it. She will freak out, and you’ll lose all trust. Listen, just take it slow, and talk to her, before, during and after. Constantly reassure her. But don’t be a fucking pussy either. She needs what you have man, don’t treat her with kid gloves. If you do, she won’t grow, and she will end up resenting you.”

“Yeah, I hear ya.”

“Listen Edward, if you need to bounce something off me, I’m here for you. I’ll give you a call tomorrow afternoon.”

“Ok Emmet, hey....Thanks.”

“You got it little brother.”

I laid in bed thinking about Bella. She is so cute, the way she blushes, how she bites her bottom lip. And her body is amazing, perfectly proportioned. Firm round breast, narrow flat waist, hips and plump bottom. Her legs are trim and toned. She is funny, articulate, compassionate and intelligent. I thought about how she responded to my touch. I could see the struggle in her to keep her arms up. There was one point where I thought she would lose the battle, but she didn’t.

She smelt so good, and tasted even better. I just wanted to tease her as long as possible. I wanted to see how much she could take. I wanted her to lose her restraint and in order to that I needed her frustrated. So I teased her a little bit more, I loved the sound of her begging, her breathy voice pleading, I wanted her to tell me, I needed to hear her say the words. Jesus she was fucking gorgeous, laying there under my control, losing herself. I almost lost it when she pleaded saying my name. I didn’t think I could hold out very much longer. I needed her to cum. Finally she lost it, cursing and demanding, and I gave it to her.

She screamed and her whole body went rigid then she quivered, before breaking out in a beautiful pink hue. I sat there watching her face, lightly massaging her now tender breast. She looked so content and relaxed; I just had to kiss her. I wanted her to stay relaxed as long as possible, but I also wanted her close to me. The fact that she climaxed from breast stimulation is an added bonus, both hers and mine. It’s also a fact that I intend to take full advantage of.

When I woke in the morning sporting a major hard on, I figured I would shower and take care of that before getting Bella. If I had to spend the morning negotiating with her, I was going to do whatever I could to keep in control. I told her last night, she wasn’t to masturbate, but this is a do as I say, not as I do relationship.

I pulled into her driveway right on time. Seth was out in the yard, and came up to say hello. I patted his head “Hey boy, how you doing today?” When I looked up Bella was standing on her patio smiling. The sun caused her hair to have red highlights. Her skin was radiant against the black tank top, giving it a look of porcelain, so much for keeping my dick under control.


As I approached her smile broadened. “Good morning, did you sleep well?” She nodded “I did, and good morning to you too.” She glanced in the driveway “You brought the bike!” I leaned to kiss her softly.

“I did?” I said with mock surprise looking at said bike “Uh, so I did.... By the way you look radiant, sanding here in the sun.”

“You don’t look so bad yourself.” She smirked

“Gorgeous right?” I said chuckling at her blush.”Are you ready to go? Or do you need some more time?”

“I’m ready; let me get Seth in the house.”

Five minutes later we were on the bike; her inner thighs were pressed tight against my legs her arms wrapped firmly around my waist. As we pulled up in my driveway, she asked if I had forgotten something. “No, this is where we are going, I said I would take you for coffee, I just didn’t tell you where.” She smiled “Besides, this will give us privacy while we talk. I thought you would be more comfortable. Come on.”

The coffee was ready, the table was set and the food items were on a tray as we walked into the kitchen. This should be an interesting morning and the first of hopefully many discussions. Sitting at the table I pour her coffee

“Help yourself to whatever you want.” she thanked me reaching for the mug, adding a small amount of cream. I made a plate of fruit and blueberry muffin, before reaching for the manila folder. Sitting back I watched her put strawberry jam on a croissant. Once she had taken a bite, I started.

“Bella, how do you see yourself?” A look of confusion crossed her face. “Let me rephrase that. ... In this world of power exchange, where do you think you fit in?”

Pursing her lips, I could see her gathering her thoughts. “I know there are different levels Edward. I’m not sure what you call them, so let’s say on a scale from zero through ten. Zero being, don’t you even think about tying my hands together, and ten being, yes Master anything you say, I’ll kiss your feet twenty-four hours a day. I would say I’m six and a half.”

I couldn’t help but chuckle “That’s some analogy you have, so, six and a half? I would understand that to mean, your taste lean more towards a slave but not very much. What does it mean to you?”

There was quiet for a few seconds I was going to ask again, when she reached into her purse pulling out a piece of paper. “I think...no, I know, this is me. Right now, this is where I’m at.” Then she read

TRUE SUBMISSIVE NON SLAVE.
Really gives up control (only temporarily and within agreed upon limits), but gets her/his main satisfaction from aspects of submission other than serving or being used by the dominant. Usually turned on by suspense, vulnerability, and/or giving up responsibility. Doesn't dictate the scene except in very general terms, but still seek mainly her/his own direct/pleasure (rather than getting one's pleasure mainly from pleasing the dominant).

TRUE SUBMISSIVE PLAY SLAVE. Really gives up control (though only temporarily; only during brief "scenes" and within limits) and gets main satisfaction from serving/being used by dominant but only for FUN purposes, usually erotic. May/may not be into pain. If so, is turned on by pain indirectly, i.e. enjoys being the object of one's partner's sadism, on which the submissive places very few requirements or restrictions.

When she finished, she took a drink of coffee. “I would say I’m somewhere in between these two.”

“Do you have slave fantasies?” Uncertainty crossed her face “Tell me what you fantasized about last night, while you masturbated.”

I told her not to; I wanted to see if she listened. Her eyes narrowed, her face grew flush

“I didn’t. You told me I couldn’t.

” Raising my brow in disbelief “And you listened?” she nodded
“How did that make you feel? Besides the physical frustration, how did it feel mentally? Did you like that I told you not to, or would you prefer I let you have free rein? Or perhaps somewhere in the middle, make you call to ask for permission.”

She thought for a second, but didn’t make eye contact when she started speaking. I cut her off “Look at me” I ordered. She complied “Now, finish your thought” taking a deep breath she sighed - we are going to have to work on that too.

“It made me feel secure, like my body was not my own, that I had to account for my actions. No, I don’t want to have free rein, and asking for permission might be fun.”

“Did you think about disobeying?” she bit her lip, losing eye contact for a split second, before returning my gaze. “I guess that answer would be yes, you thought about it. So...what stopped you? We’re you afraid? Did you think I would punish you? Is that what it was?”

“No, it wasn’t that. I assume along the way chastisement is going to happen...It was more like you trusted me, I didn’t want to disappoint you.”

Yes! Outside I remained emotionless; inside I was doing a happy Dom dance, that my dear is the correct answer.

“So you put my desire and pleasure above your own” holding my thumb and forefinger up “on a small scale.”

She nodded “Answer please.”

“Yes Sir, I did.” leaning back in the chair I grinned proudly at her.

“Then my dear I would say that you lean towards a True Submissive Play Slave. That fits very well with my own personality and style. And we know from last night, how well your body responds to me.”

She blushed, pulling her lower lip between her teeth. I reached over rubbing my thumb over her lip. “You are so cute when you do that, but one of these days, you’re going to draw blood.”

Her lip was released as she tilted her head towards my hand. I took a deep breath “Ah, Isabella” Staring into her eyes. I was mesmerized, I leaned over to kiss her, she responded. Pulling back, I left out a long breath ‘We better continue or we’ll never get done. And I want to show you the playroom” Her eyes lit up, I smirked “Why Isabella, I believe that idea intrigues you.”

I handed her the folder “Take out the first paper.” she complied, glancing over it “Those are my beginner rules; I’d like us to go over them together.” I watched her face as she read the paper when she looked up I picked up a copy. “Ready?”

She nodded; I just continued to look at her. She cleared her throat “Sorry…yes Sir, I’m ready.” I smiled. She’s starting to realize I want verbal communication. “We will go over each item, discuss any concerns you have, and my rational for it. OK?”

“OK.”

1. No other sexual partners -

I looked at her “Any questions?” She thought then asked “Just me, or does this apply for you too?”

“No this applies to both of us. I don’t share Isabella, and I wouldn’t do that to you.” She seemed pleased with that.

2. No unauthorized masturbation –

“We talked about this. So this will be all the time?” She asked with curiosity.

“Yes, you said you might enjoy having to ask for permission, we can do that. I have to tell you though, permission won’t be granted very often, and doesn’t abuse the request, or you might find the privilege of asking forfeited.”

Her forehead crinkled “Why is that exactly?”

I poured some orange juice “Because I want you to crave my touch. If you get off twenty minutes before we start a scene, you’re not going to be as responsive as you should be. Do you understand?”

“Yes”

3. You are to follow all my directions, quickly, obediently,
and to the best of your abilities-

“Self explanatory?” I asked

“Yes”

I was just about to go on to the next one when she spoke up. ‘What if I don’t understand what you are asking of me?” I smiled “That’s a good question Isabella. If you don’t understand then you say, I’m sorry Master, your girl does not understand.”

I watched her face “Ok?” I grinned “Again don’t abuse the privilege”

“Alright”


4. You are to answer my questions, quickly and honestly –

“Same thing goes here Isabella” she smiled “What’s so humorous?” I asked with curiosity.

Her face broke out in that pink hue that I find so very adorable. “You’re calling me Isabella.” I had to smile at her confession, she told me yesterday that she enjoyed that

“That’s because ...Isabella, I mean business..” She poured another cup of coffee for herself, as I continued. “If you don’t understand my question, or you need time to think through your response, you say, I’m sorry Master your girl does not understand, or Master may your girl have time to get her thoughts together...see, honest, quick and precise.”

“Alright, I can do that.”

I reached across to take her hand; her eyes looked up from the paper she was holding. “I know you can...and believe me, you’ll need to be reminded, and that’s ok. That will not be a problem unless three months from now we are still coming up against the same obstacle. Then we have to regroup and find out what the hell is going on. Otherwise we will both be frustrated, and neither of us will get any enjoyment.”

5. You will keep me up to date with your schedule –

“You want to know where I am all the time?”

I shook my head “No, I just want a monthly schedule, When you work, when you’re at the center, family obligations, parties that are planned with friends. I have a calendar that is kept on the refrigerator for you to write your information in.”

She nodded “Alright my schedule is fairly constant, now with summer coming I’ll be working more at the center.”

“That’s fine with me; just keep it as up to date as you possibly can.”

6. You will carry your cell phone at all times and keep it charged –

“Do I have to remind you what happened last night, because the phone wasn’t answered?” I asked with a smirk. She turned bright red, making me chuckle

“No...But I didn’t hear the phone. Did you hear it?” she asked shyly.

“I did, but I was kind of busy, and I figured it would go to voice mail.”

“Uh...wonder why I didn’t hear it?” She questioned. I chuckled “I think you were preoccupied.”

‘Yeah, my mind was on other things, vacuuming, dirty toilets…” she giggled. I looked her and growled... “Don’t you worry Isabella you’ll pay for that remark, just remember your ass is mine.”

She giggled again. But she would pay for that, ‘dirty toilets” I mumbled, making her giggle more. “Seriously, this is important, if I can’t get a hold of you, I will worry. If it turns out that you are just careless, causing me needless worry. Well, you’ll be punished.

“Capisci?”

“Capisci”

7. You will treat me with respect at all times –

“You ask a question, have a request or a comment to make, you do it all with respect.” She nodded. “I like you a little feisty and playful. Be yourself, but do it with respect, any questions on that subject?”

“No, I’m not a rude person, so that shouldn’t be hard to do.” I smiled

“Don’t worry if I think you are getting to crude I’ll remind you. You’ll know to reel it in.”

8. You will not speak to other Doms/subs without my permission –

She looked at me “Ever?”

Her expression made me chuckle. Her head was tilted to the side, her eyes were narrowed and she had a look of exasperation. “This mostly applies when we are at the club, or some kind of gathering, never with my family. Also Aro, you could and should always answer him.” I held up one finger “With Respect” I wanted to stress that.

“So how will I know if it’s ok”

“You are to assume it’s not unless I told you otherwise.”

She was thinking again, I could see it in her eyes “So someone comes to talk to me..”

“You look to me; I’ll either nod or shake my head.” I showed her what I meant “If permission was denied, you drop your head and remain quiet. If it is granted, then speak, but don’t ever look another Dom in the eyes.”

She looked confused “What is it? Too much information?” She sighed

“No I got it…it’s just you always want me to look in your eyes.”

I touched my hand to her face stroking her cheek with my thumb. “Baby, I love looking in your beautiful brown eyes, they tell me what’s going on inside that mind of yours. But most Doms don’t like it or allow it.”

“Alright, no eyes, what if you’re not with me? Like what if I’m going to the bathroom or you have to do something, what do I do then?”

“That can happen, with a Dom you keep your eyes on the floor, with a sub you look them in the eye, and you tell them I’m very sorry but this girls Master has not given her permission to speak. Most will understand if they continue to talk to you...” I stressed the point “...you remain quiet. When you return to me, tell me what happened, and I will take care of it. It’s all protocol. You will catch on fast.” I looked at the clock 11:15am “Let’s continue”


9. You will walk to my left, directly behind me at all times –

“This is going to require you to pay attention to what I’m doing. It really will help with our bonding, and you will be highly attuned to my body language.”

She smiled “You know sometimes I have a balance problem.”
I grinned “I didn’t notice.” I replied with mock shock “Just pay attention, you’ll be fine. These next ones have to do with your personal appearance.”

10.You will ensure the proper care to maintain a healthy, active and strong body
* Removal of all body hair
* Eight hours sleep daily
* Balanced healthy diet of my approval
* Sixty minutes of exercise three times weekly
* Sixty minutes of yoga twice weekly
* Unhealthy habits are prohibited
Smoking, drugs, excessive alcohol

‘Any questions on those? Speak your peace now.”

She cleared her throat, I grinned I knew there would be something there. She left out a long breath “The hair I don’t care about, it’s gone anyway” she blushed “well most of it is”

“It all has to go, your arms, your back”

She was aghast “I don’t have hair on my back!”

I chuckled “Yes you do, fine tiny hairs, get a full body wax, which includes your face.” She rubbed her fingers over her chin. “Full body wax, alright”

“What else has your panties in an uproar?”

“Eight hours sleep? What if I have work to do?”

I shrugged “I suggest you make better use of your time.” She rolled her eyes; yeah we are going to have to take care of that too.

“You are going to approve my diet?’ I pursed my lips “Yeah, you know those Fruity Pebbles you bought; you might as well throw them out, because they are not on the approved list.”

“Approved list?” I nodded “Yes my dearest, approved list, which I will give to you to look over. It’s a big list, you can pick anything on there you want. But I assure you, there is no sugar coated cardboard on it.”

“Edward? The exercise, can that be running, or aqua aerobics?” I told her that was fine.

“Yoga, I like yoga, it was really helpful with my therapy to help me relax”

“Good, because I plan to bend you in all kinds of positions, and you need to be limber.”

*** Failure to comply with these rules will result in swift and appropriate punishment ***

Bella looked at me with a small amount of fear in her eyes “Are you going to hit me?”

She looked so vulnerable. I took her hands and pulled her into my lap, her back was to my chest, my chin rested on her shoulder. I stroked her hair down her back. “No baby, I’m not going to hit you, at least not for punishment, for pleasure yes. Eventually corporal punishment will take place, but not at first.”

She seemed to relax slightly “Remember I told you I didn’t want to hurt you?” She nodded “Well baby, I think that would hurt you, not just the pain but emotionally. That in turn would diminish your trust in me. And I really need, your trust”

I pushed her hair off her shoulder, kissing her cheek. “Isabella, there are all kinds of punishments, ones that will make you think about your actions or attitudes. I won’t like them, because they will either inconvenience or deter in some form my enjoyment of you.”

I turned her so she would straddle my legs. “See your misbehavior will have repercussions on me too. So just think about the consequences before you act.”

Her body was close to me, and her lips so luscious even though I knew I shouldn’t, I kissed her, softly at first, until she ran her fingers through my hair, tugging me to her. I had to pull back, she looked at me sadly. I smiled at her

“I would like nothing more to continue, but we have some more to get through. I want to show you the playroom, and I made plans for us this afternoon. So go back to your seat and we will continue.” She nodded, moving back to the chair next to me.


“Are we done with this?”

“Yes, I think so. Can we revisit these later if we have to?”

I nodded “Absolutely. And if you find that you misunderstand or are not sure about something ask me. I’ll explain it to you again, now onto the next paper.”

She pulled out the contract “Read that now please, so we can talk about anything you are unsure of.” She picked up her coffee “Do you want me to heat that up for you?”

“Yes please” She went back to the document.

“This is just a formality, right. It’s not binding?”

“Your right it’s not” I replied handing her back the now warm coffee.

“Ok then, there is a few things, this phrase here...” pointing to the phrase

He may have unfettered use of my body any time, any place, in front of anyone; to keep or to give away, as He will determine.

“...you’re not giving me away; I won’t like that at all.”

I nodded “I left that in, just in case for some reason I need to leave quickly, for your protection I would turn you over to say Emmet to see that you got home safe, or something along those lines.”

“Then the only other thing I see is this”

To be prepared physically and mentally during O/our designated scheduled time

She looked at me “What is our designated scheduled time?” I started gathering up some of the plates “Do you want any more of this?”

“No thank you that was great, you’re right, this is better than in the coffee shop.”

I turned back to her “Usually you would be mine from 6:00 pm Friday until 6:00 pm Sunday, and then Wednesday 6:00 pm until 10:00 pm.” She dropped her head almost in defeat “Oh! I see” Lifting her chin with my finger, I could see the distress in her eyes.

“I said usually, and if that schedule works for you, I would like to keep that as our power exchange time. Where I am the Dom and you are the sub, and all these rules apply” I motioned with my hand over the papers. “But on the other days, I would like to spend time with you, just us Edward and Bella.”

She finally gave a small smile “You mean like on a date, like you are my boyfriend?”

I snickered “I’m far from a boy, but yes. When we are around ‘vanilla’ couples that’s what I would like to be introduced as. I know it seems like this is moving fast, but I told you Bella, I feel a strong draw to you and I don’t think I could stay away from you during the week.”

She didn’t say anything for a few seconds, then she spoke softly “I don’t want the usual; I want to spend time with you.”

I smiled and kissed her forehead “I have to tell you, I never mixed the two worlds before. I’m probably going to make mistakes. So go easy on me, ok?”

She giggled “I’ll go as easy on you as you go easy on me. How does that deal sound? Besides I haven’t dated anyone in eight years.”

I held her hand, kissing the back of it. “Well, do you want to sign this or not?”

She looked in my eyes with...trust? Then she reached into her purse and took out a pen. “Edward, can I ask you one more question?”

“You can ask me anything” she looked up but past me “How many others...have there been?”

I sat back, I figured she would want to know that watched her face as I spoke “In the past four years there have been half a dozen or so subs that I scene with. They don’t sign a contract. There were two who signed.”

She still wasn’t making eye contact “What happened to them?”

Taking a deep breath I went on “The first was Irena, I was new to this lifestyle, and she needed something I was not comfortable doing, and never will be. We ceased our relationship, she’s now a Dom and we are friends. The second was two years ago, Tanya. We were together about eight months. She wanted more than the usual and I didn’t. She tried to push me to care for her in that way and I couldn’t. She got frustrated, I got frustrated and I dismissed her. She went back to Alaska for a while”

“Where is she now?” I shrugged “She’s here, she was involved in a relationship with another couple, but I guess that is over now.”

She nodded “And all these other girls, I’m going to see them?”

“Yes, I’m afraid you will” I watched her to see what she would do

“But it was only ...the usual with them?”

“That’s right, just the usual.” She smiled picked up her pen and signed the paper. After I signed, I took her hand, pulling her close to me. I kissed her softly and lead her to the stairs that went to the playroom.