Chapter 88

EPOV

For the second morning in a row I awoke in the playroom, not a problem except without there being any natural light there wasn’t any way to assess what time it was. As with the day before the room was cast in the soft glow of the bathroom light reflecting off all the mirrors and Bella was snuggled up against my chest with her head on my shoulder. Reaching behind me I checked the time on my phone – seven-thirty-five.

Way too early

After our very necessary trip to the car and my surprise of finding Bella bare of pubic hair we returned to the party, both of us a whole lot more relaxed. My shock had made her nervous as I think she was worried I would react unfavorably. There was no reason for any fear, the last thing I would have been was mad. I had already requested the removal; it was her wish to keep it because it gave some kind of inner encouragement that she was her own woman. To Bella that hair was a reminder that she was able to make her own choices and capable of keeping her independence over her body. At the time of my request her mind wasn’t ready to give it up just yet. So when I went to clean the mixture of our cum from between her thighs the barren landscape took me off guard.

I had just played with that area not ten hours before and there was definitely hair there for me to tug on. Bella was so cute in the car, stuttering out unnecessary excuses about being able to see the growth through the dress and it not looking cohesive. I enjoyed her discomfort for a moment, letting her sweat out the possibility of being punished for a little longer then I should have. In actuality for whatever reason she had removed it, I was proud of her. It was just one more thing that told me ‘Now’ she was ready to move forward with her life.  She could let go of another issue that kept her bound and tied to a man who didn’t deserve the attention. 

In my mind her refusal to remove that patch of hair was a crutch she used, a mental ‘fuck you’ that she saw every day. Which even though she perceived it as an act of empowerment, to me it just came off as a detail which kept her under James’s control. Maybe that’s egotistical of me but had she just told me ‘I like the patch of hair…I thinks it’s sexy…exotic’ or any other bullshit reason women keep a strip for. That would have been one thing. But her only motive was to prove to herself and more importantly to him that she was indeed her own woman. I looked at as a sort of co-dependency and my girl had just taken another move forward in her twelve step program.  

After a few moments I lifted her hips placing a kiss where the hair had been and promised to play with it later, adding “Not to worry nâhtötse, I’ll mark it as mine”

And it was finally - all mine.

After righting our clothes we went back inside to find the party in full swing. Bella was a whole lot more comfortable with everything and everybody then she had been when I first brought her. She spoke with almost everyone, laughed and even danced with Frank as a thank you for the Leather Rose he had given her. Most of my friends all wanted introductions to my girl and I was starting to get the impression that the only reason they sought me out at all was for permission to speak to her. I remembered learning in school of John F Kennedy on his trip to France jokingly making the statement ‘I am the man who accompanied Jacqueline Kennedy to Paris’ 

That was me – ‘I accompanied Isabella Swan to New Moon – and I enjoyed it’.

My girl could light up a room with her smile; she had an easiness about her that caused even the hardest of people to loosen up. Her polite warmth triggered those around us to gravitate in her direction and she never disappointed. The fresh natural qualities she exudes so effortlessly revealed to everyone exactly why I loved her – Inside and out she was beautiful.

By the time we arrived home it was after three, I restrained Bella in the swing and enjoyed playing with my shiny smooth toy. Using my hand to slap it into submission, bringing her to the brink before placing my mark on it, and then fucking until we were both exhausted.

It was a happy ending to a perfect night

Putting my phone down I settled back into position to sleep for another hour, Bella shifted and whimpered at the disruption. Not wanting to wake her I stroked her shoulder soothingly whispering for her to sleep. Feeling the slight coolness of her skin I pulled the blanket up, tucking it around us and closed my eyes.

The next time I awake it was after nine, Seth was no longer content to wait and I had no choice but to get up. Extracting myself as easily as possible from Bella, I sat on the edge of the bed getting my bearings while the poor dog watched my every move with his sad eyes. Seeing it was taking me longer to get up he came over to nudge me with wet nose.

“I’m coming boy” I said patting him on the head and looking around the room “just let me find my pants”

My dick at half-mast protested being stuffed in against the zipper so much I didn’t even bother with the button just to take the dog up. The closer I got to the top the stronger the aroma became, awakening my senses to the fact that the new coffee maker Bella bought was the greatest thing in the world. The rocks we brought back were memorable, the stained glass window was bright and cheery, the three dimensional depiction of Mother Nature alluring and sensual but the automatic start coffee maker – simply priceless.

Pouring myself a cup I stood out on the patio watching Seth do his normal three runs around the perimeter of the yard before picking his spot. Like all of us the dog had his little quirks that made him unique. With a slight groan I rotated my neck and swallowed as I looked to the sky. The past few days of sun had ended the normal Seattle clouds hung low with the threat of rain. It was our last day of nothingness before our usual life returned.

Ususal

The word made me smile as I thought of Bella still asleep on the bed in the playroom. Calling Seth we went inside where I put my empty cup on the counter and used the bathroom before going back downstairs to Bella. It was time she woke, the day would be full of family stuff but first we were going to play a little bit. I had not allowed her to touch my dick since the cum-slum demonstration the previous morning. Bella had tried a few times even so much as asking me to please ‘let me suck your dick’.

Who the hell turns down a blow job?

Just the thought brought back the hardness that had disappeared and going into the playroom finished off the rest. My dick pressed tightly against the zipper just looking at the woman in my bed. The silky brown comforter shifted down to her waist, the sheet tucked under her arm showed the swell of her breast. The black silk created a striking contrast to the milky whiteness of her skin. Her hair still in the style from last night hung in a ponytail against the pillow. She was my own personal piece of perfection.

I had heard from someone much wiser then me that the needs of a submissive woman are all encompassing. In order for her to be completely fulfilled her Dominant needs to respect the woman in her, care for the little girl and fuck the slut.

In my five and a half years of living an alternative lifestyle I had only ever dealt with two of those aspects in the women I’ve been with. Never really seeing the need to indulge the childlike behavior, in fact I found it to be disruptively awkward. The moody pouting I find endearing in Bella was always an annoying trait in others. The look of total devastation that comes over my girl when it’s time for a humiliating punishment would never have been tolerated.

Of course the majority of the women were nothing more than play partners, they came to me for one reason – mutual satisfaction. I had never really gotten to know them on any personal level so there was no reason to coddle them.  Each and every one of them was nothing more than a means to meet our mutual physical needs.

The exception being Samantha, with her I needed to take into consideration her childlike ways. But then I never fucked her either. She liked to role-play at being a naughty girl who needed a whipping and I was the stern headmaster who punished her. For almost two years it worked out well for the both of us.  Once a month or so, Samantha got to escape from the corporate world by pretending to be a bad little girl and I got a live target to practice on.

I knew the reason she came over to me at the club, the last session we had together was the week before I met Bella. At that time, Samantha was preparing to leave for a business trip and needed a fix to hold her for the month she would be gone. She must have returned during the time Bella and I were away and like any drug addict she was jonesing.

The best I could do for Samantha would be to offer suggestions of a Dom who she could trust. It was not my place to speak to them for her. Just as she had come to me with her desires, the woman needed to make her needs known to the next person. Besides I was not going to be a go between, nor did I want to be involved in whatever arrangements were made. And had I intervened on Samantha’s behalf that is exactly what would have happened. I felt bad that I had to disappoint her, after all I might have been a cold hearted bastard at times but I certainly wasn’t devoid of empathy. 

Yet my priority was towards Bella and the relationship I had with her not any of the so-called bimbos.

Smiling at the thought of what Bella called the ex-women in my life, I sat on the edge of the bed. It was a boorish derogatory name she had come up with and just one of the childish ways I choose to indulge her with. In truth my response should be to chastise her for being rude, however I decided to let it go just so long as the term is kept between us – much like her calling my cock little eddie – it’s cute.

Then again I shouldn’t be surprised by the little girlish ways or the fact that Bella brought up the possibility of having a ‘playdate’ with Douglas. Something told me that those two would become good friends. Maybe that’s because in many ways Douglas is exactly like Isabella. Before meeting Riley six years ago he was involved with a man who was less than gentlemanly. It took years of constant reinforcement, counseling and a lot of love on Riley’s part for them to get where they are.

The reaction Bella gave to his public spanking was more than I could have hoped for. The plan was to observe Zafrina at mid-night and I was slightly worried about Bella’s response, especially after the Tanya debacle. So the unexpected spanking came at exactly the right moment, it gave me a chance to gauge if Bella found a live scene exciting or harrowing. I could tell the exact moment Bella realized there was no real harm being done to her friend. Her whole body did as I had suggested – relaxed – resting more of her weight against me for support as her breathing drew deeper.

I was absolutely sure of the fact - My girl was turned on

Her body became a quivering mass of excitement and it didn’t take a rocket scientist to know she probably was wishing it was her getting the spanking. Which was why I sent Bella over to speak to Douglas, she had to come to terms with what happened and how she felt about it. If she didn’t do that immediately, awkwardness would have set in bringing along shame. There was no need for that and both Riley and I breathe a sigh of relief at the sound of them both giggling.

“You should bring her over to the house Edward, give Douglas a chance to even the score”

I laughed “Do you think she’ll do something to deserve a spanking?”

“Oh…” he chuckled “…I’m sure if Douglas sets his mind to it he will think of something to entice the unsuspecting Miss Isabella into being naughty”

That was when I called Bella over because getting a spanking for disobedience was not in the cards for my girl. Then again Riley said naughty, not inattentive and thanks to my aunt’s use of linguistics, there was a difference.

Bella shifted, stretched her arms up causing the sheet to loosening from around her breast “Good morning Master”

 “Good morning Isabella…did you sleep well?”

“Yes sir…” with a slight blush she added “…very well. Last night was fun”

That it was

“I agree, and the day awaits us for more fun, so let’s get at it” I said removing the covers and taking her hand.

While she went into the bathroom, I got a bathrobe for her to wear then quickly stripped the bed and picked up our clothes from the previous night – or rather early morning. The rest of the playroom was in order, wiping off the swing and bed could wait until later when I had time to clean it properly.

Bella emerged from the bathroom with her hair down holding the silver pearl combs “Thank you for allowing your girl to wear them”

“Those are yours Isabella” I said holding the robe out for her to slip on, tying the sash I added “you may wear them whenever you like”

Secretly I hoped she’d keep them for special, then again any day spent with Bella was special so it didn’t really matter. Shutting the door I followed her up the steps and told her to start on breakfast while I showered. Informing her she had thirty minutes, she was to eat and be prepared to serve me in the dining room. That piece of information earned me a questionable look which I didn’t reply to. She would be informed of my plans soon enough.

The shower itself wasn’t going to take me a half an hour but there was something I needed to take care of. If I didn’t rub one off there was no way I would have been able to handle what I knew was going to be a hard enough job. Little eddie already had a mind of his own, the morning wood had to be taken in hand – literally.

I didn’t dress for the day, instead put on my own robe to eat, giving myself a pep talk as I went back down stairs. Even after just squirting a load down the drain of the shower I was going to need to keep my head clear. I knew what was going to be happening and in order for it to be done right, I had to focus on something other than the surge of excitement that was coming over me. If not, there was no way I would be able to last in order for Bella or me to get the full effect of the activity.

Sitting down Bella brought me a cup of coffee and a glass of orange juice asking if I wanted toast or bagel. Telling her toast she said it would just be a minute and as she went back into the kitchen I once again calmed myself while taking a drink of juice. A few minutes later the food was brought in, setting it on the table Bella stood off to my side waiting.

Before we started I need to make sure of one thing “Did you eat Isabella?”

“Yes Master”

Satisfied I pushed my chair back away from the table, giving enough room for Bella. Taking her hand I directed her to the spot where she got to her knees. The table at a perfect height to just clear the top of her head as she settled her bottom on the floor.

Keeping my face stern I leaned down to look into her eyes and pointed a finger in warning. “Do not move”

Straightening myself I wasn’t worried about Bella’s needless talking, her training would take care of that. So I didn’t tell her to remain quiet but there was something she needed to know.

“Listen to my directions and follow them to the best of your abilities”

Moving my chair back into position I opened the front of the robe spreading my legs and heard the deep intake of air from under the table.  

Trying to remain flaccid was an excise in control focusing on anything other than the feel of Bella’s eyes on me. My mind working so hard on the task I barely registered the taste of the scrambled eggs and bacon she had made. Half way through my meal I just couldn’t take it any longer. Glancing under the table Bella’s face was positioned just at my knees and the sight of her licking her lips was almost my undoing.

Swallowing a drink of coffee I kept my eyes focused on the table while attempting to sound indifferent “Are you enjoying the view of my cock Isabella?”

“yes sir” she spoke in a whisper to which I retorted “I can’t heard you”

“Yes Sir”

“Would you like to touch my cock?”

“Oh...Yes Sir”

 

Closing my eyes I took a deep breath and couldn’t believe I was actually going to say “Not yet…when I do give you permission, you are not use your hands or your mouth until I tell say you can. Do you understand?”

The answering ‘yes Master’ wasn’t very convincing but I was sure that was due to her thinking about what else she could use. In all honesty I was rather curious as to how imaginative she would get.

Taking the last bite of egg I relaxed back against the chair to drink what was left of my coffee “You may approach Isabella”

Scooting forward on her knees, Bella didn’t make eye contact, instead keeping on her focus on the intended target she placed her nose at the top of groin and inhaled. The action sent tingles through me that became even more intense when she sensuously moved along my dick. With each inhale her head moved as if she was drawing in the nuzzling against the scent of a delicate flower. When she exhaled the warmth of the air created the most amazing contrast. Using just her nose she worked her way around sniffing and caressing my dick with the slightest of touch. It was a arousing to the point of madness, forcing me to work harder than I ever had before to remain in control.  I had just about become use to the sensations when Bella used her nose to nudge her way into the spot between the base of my cock and balls. Settling there it felt like she was silently purring while drawing in deep lungful’s of air.

Christ! 

My chest tightened with the effort to not get hard, consciously willing my legs to relax while leaving out a long cleansing breath I didn’t even realize I was holding.  I hadn’t given a name to the activity but she either figured it out or my girl was fucking natural.

Swallowing the last of the coffee I knew my control was starting to wavier and it was time she knew exactly what I expected “Worship with a closed mouth Isabella”

Kisses, soft, gentle, loving kisses started at the base of my cock, down my balls, and up the shaft. Giving up on trying to control the inevitable I leaned my head back, closed my eyes and enjoyed. I don’t think there was one spot that had not been tenderly caressed by a kiss. The sound of Bella’s lips quietly smacking together along with the warmth of her breath as she glided over my dick was one of the most incredible things I had ever experienced.  

But it was time for more

Relaxing I had Bella move on to the next step “Esteem the cock with your tongue Isabella”

I was expecting a licking sensation instead it was thin line of wet pressure, looking down I seen that Bella was using just the tip of her tongue to trace every ridge, vein or contour she could fine. I had thought my girl knew my dick before; after this she was going to an expert on it.

Reaching to set the cup on the table I sat back allowing Bella to do what she pleased. Her tongue trace the outside of my balls and I could feel them tighten as she pressed a little harder on the area between them. I had just gotten use to what she was doing when the first swipe of a warm, wet flat tongue swiped up along the whole underside of my shaft.

Fucking hell

My body was going crazy as Bella slathered every part of my groin with warm wetness, circling, swirling, licking. The tight coil of pressure building inside me threatened to erupt like a fucking volcano.

“Now Isabella” I said through clenched teeth “Show your adoration”

Bella pressed her flat tongue against the vein rounded the head with a kiss and sucked the gland into her mouth. It felt so fucking good as she just held on to the head with the perfect amount of pressure while rotating her head in a half circles. The ending came without warning, it happened so fast, yet it was as if it occurred in slow motion.  One second I’m moaning in ecstasy and the next I’m buried deep in her throat.

Screaming out “Fuck!”

My hips lifted off the chair, slamming deeper into her mouth while my body shook from the orgasm in wave after wave of pleasure. It seemed to go on forever as Bella never let up on what she was doing. The more cum that blasted down her throat the harder she swallowed, milking my balls dry by drawing out every drop she could. It was the greatest feeling I ever had in my life, the rapture overwhelming me to the point where I was torn between wanting it to stop, yet wanting it to never end. 

Moving her head up Bella released me with an auditable ‘pop’, licked around my sensitive head once and gave my dick one last kiss before sitting back on her heels with a rather well deserved smug smile. 

I slumped in the chair completely spent, my whole body so numb with weakness the fucking house could have collapsed and I wouldn’t have been able to move.  Patting my knee, Bella knew what I meant and rested her head there. Closing her eyes we stayed quiet while my fingers stroke through her hair until I was finally able to speak.

There was only one thing I could think to say “You are an amazing creature Isabella”

Rich warm desired filled eyes looked up to mine; she had a need brewing inside her that was going to have to wait. Bella had an assignment she needed to complete while the experience was still fresh in her mind.

“Do you know what we just did?”

“Yes Sir”

My eyes brows lifted – of course she knew

But I needed her say the words “What’s it called Isabella?”

“Cock Worship”

Silly after all that just happened, the sound of her saying ‘cock’ caused my dick to twitch. Little eddie wasn’t rising but he sure was thinking about it. We needed to get out of that situation or there was no way we would get everything done in time to meet my father.

Tapping her shoulder I pushed the chair further back, giving Bella room to kneel before me to receive my instructions “For the next thirty minutes I want you to go to the bedroom and write in your journal. Using your submissive mindset you are to document the experience and then writing freely give your impressions. Do you understand?”

Biting her lip Bella nodded.    

“Answer please”

“Yes Sir, your girl understands”

“Good…” I said holding my hand out “Then up you go”

Getting to her feet Bella stopped moving just before she reached the stairs, turning to face me I could tell she had something to say. Raising an eyebrow I beckoned her response and was blown away by her words.

“Thank you Master for giving your slut the pleasure of worshiping your cock”

She wasn’t only an amazing creature she was downright fucking dangerous

There was only reply I could make that would get her up the stairs “My slut’s welcome…now go”

With Bella gone I could let down my composure, stretch my legs out and finish reveling in the last of the warm bliss for a few minutes. Surprising Seth hadn’t followed Bella; he stood by my side with his snout on my leg while I pet him.

“Do you want to go out?” the wagging tail and imploring eyes told me I had guessed right. In actually it was a good thing as it gave me a reason to get up.

“Come on” I said stacking the dishes

Letting him out I set about finishing cleaning up the kitchen and switching the load of sheets Bella started in the washer. Pouring a glass of juice for her I went upstairs to see how she was doing and get my stuff together to my parents. We would be there most of the day and I still had to talk to Bella about how she wanted to handle the rest our usual time schedule. Our D/s play comes to its conclusion at six pm, knowing we would still be amongst everyone it might have been better to end at noon. Either that or carry through until later, it would all depend on Bella. If she wanted to be in full mode or not and if she did there would be a few new challenges to overcome. 

Entering the room, Bella was curled up on the chair with her feet tucked up underneath her. Seeing me she smiled preparing to stand for presentation and I stopped her “Stay where you are, and finish your writing”

Taking the glass she thanked me before downing a long drink, placing the juice on the table she returned to the assignment.  While she was busy I started getting dressed, it was just a casual occasion so I decided on stonewashed black jeans with a light grey button-down layered under a green pullover sweater. Getting a pair of the new micro-fiber briefs – which were very comfortable- from the drawer and a pair of socks, I also retrieved a pair of blue board shorts and t-shirt.

 

Dropping everything on the bed I remove my robe and behind me hear the deep intake of air. Turning to look at Bella she is biting her lip and staring at my body with a look that has me instantly hard.

No warm up, no slight rise to the occasion, it’s zero to wood in point-zero-zero-zero-one second. I didn’t even think –the need was too great – in a matter of two strides she was in my arms, her robe parted and legs wrapped around my waist. Our mouths pressed together in a hungry kiss, my hands settled on the roundness of her bottom while she shifted her hips letting me slide my way home. 

The moan of relief Bella made in my mouth spurred me on as she held onto the back of my neck while I moved inside her. Throwing her head back she used the motion of her hips to push against my thrust and my lips attacked themselves to any part of her neck they could reach. The sounds of pleasure coming from her driving me insane as I pulled her butt towards me while I piston in and out.

It felt so good being sheathed inside her warm center, the lustful symphony of my own grunts and growls echoing Bella’s moans. So lost in the with carnality that filled me along with keeping Bella trapped on my body that I hadn’t been paying attention and your plea for release caught me by surprise.

“Mas..ter …please…”

“Not yet” I growled out

With her head back and eyes closed I couldn’t tell how close she was, I needed to see her eyes “Look at me”

Her muscles surrounding my dick tighten as she pleaded “pleeeeaassse”

“Isabella” I demanded “Look At Me”

Dark hooded need filled eyes met mine and I growled out “keep looking”

With each stroke I took, Bella gasped in panting breathes while her eyes grew clouded with the effort to remain in control. The pressure in my own body building to the boiling point grew worse when Bella let out a strangled cry of primal need.

“ohhhhhh…. please…please…”

“Hold it” I demanded drawing more pure need from her eyes and forcing my own release to wait.

My thighs were starting to ache, the coil in my stomach wound so tight that the tingle radiating from my balls was telling me there was no way I was going to be able to hold off.

Keeping her gaze I growled “Now…cum”

Relief was the first emotion that crossed her face as Bella’s eyes widened while she slammed herself down on me and came with a loud moan. The force of her orgasm caused her muscles to clamp down, holding my dick like a fucking vice. She was so tight I couldn’t move, instead the rhythmic contractions from her orgasm squeezed around me until I exploded inside her.

Groaning out my release, my legs which were still weak from before all of a sudden felt like Jello.  Afraid I wasn’t going to be able to stay standing I took a step back, held onto Bella and fell back into the chair.

For the second time in less than an hour my body was in a state of total bliss. So much so that all I could do was rest my head back on the cushion and wait for my breathing to return to normal.

Bella slumped against my chest with her legs on either side of my thigh and my dick still twitching away inside her. Swallowing hard, my scenes starting to return along with the feeling in my limbs, I kissed the top of her head

“Fuck nâhtötse, are you trying to kill me?”

I had cum many different ways but that was the first time it ever happened spontaneously from the pumping of muscles. I wondered if it was something she could do again or if it was simply the circumstances. One thing for sure I was definitely going to find out, because it was fucking amazing.

She giggled against my neck “Your girl was thinking the same thing Master”  

My dick was shriveling to the point of being uncomfortable; adjusting my hips I slipped out of her along with the slimy mess. Holding my girl I figured it was a good time to discuss the rest of our day. 

“Isabella sit up” as she complied I told her “Speak freely and tell me your thoughts on being around my family today?”

Her eyes narrowed in confusion “What do you mean?”

I suppose I could have been clearer

“Well there are a few choices” I said tucking a lock of hair behind her ear “We could end our usual early at say, noon, before we leave. Or if you would like to continue, however then I would suggest we extend the time until we get home”

Narrowing her eyes she opened her mouth to say something but I stopped her so she could get all the facts before making a decision. “If you chose to continue, be aware that I will be imposing a task on you to carry out”

“What kind of task?”

The innocence of her obvious question made me smile “Now where would the fun be in telling you that?”

“Where in deed” she muttered and I raised my eyes questionably. “Watch yourself young lady”

Bella’s eyes dropped “You said speak freely”

Holding her chin I made myself very clear “Freely is a lot different than sassy…yes?”

“Yes Sir, your girl didn’t mean to be …rude”

“I know” I said dropping my hand “Now what would you like to do?”

“Whatever you wish Master”

“No nâhtötse…” I answered while shaking my head then made myself very clear “Last time we went to my parent’s for Sunday dinner it was only our first weekend together. I made the decision then, but now you know what is expected of you and what standards I will hold you to, so the decision is yours”

I could see the wheels working in her head, she was chewing on the corner of her lip, going over every available outcome and finally coming to the one conclusion I never would have expected. “If this one says stop early would you be disappointed in her, would you think she was incapable of handling it?”

“No Isabella, this is not a test, this is not a lesson, and there is no hidden agenda to the question. If you would like to continue we will, if you would rather not that’s fine too. I certainly wouldn’t think anything adverse of your choice; we’ve had a full weekend, emotionally, mentally and physically …full. It’s not like we will be able to have any alone time, so continuing at my parents will all center on observing protocols.”

“So you would rather not?”

Was she doing this on purpose?

Taking a deep breath I tried one more time “It doesn’t matter to me Isabella, I will abide by whatever you decide”

“May your girl think about it?”

What the fuck was there to think about?  

Try as I might I couldn’t for the life of me come up with an answer to that question yet I could give her some time. “You have until you’re done showering, once you exit that bathroom I will be expecting a proper answer…Do I make myself clear?”

“Yes Sir”

“Good” she was over thinking, much more than usual.

Sending Bella into the bathroom I followed her to wash up from the sex, normally all the fluids wouldn’t bother me. However I didn’t want to have her clean them off because we never would have gotten out of the bedroom and I didn’t want to be at my mother’s all day smelling of sex.

While she was showering I dressed then decided to pick out Bella’s clothing for the day. A pair of black skinny jeans paired with a thigh length blue blouse seemed a good choice. I’d allow her to pick the shoes – hopefully without all the indecision – and the swimming suits were kept in her room. If she decided to end early, sending Bella there would provide for the mental transition between Isabella to Bella.

The water in the shower turned off and I was tying the laces on my sneakers when Bella came out of the bathroom wrapped in a towel with another twisted turban style on her hair. She stood before me waiting to be acknowledged.

Not wanting to wait any longer I asked without looking up from my shoe “What did you decide Isabella?”

“Your girl thinks it best to end early”

“Good choice” I said straightening up to give my full attention, hopefully Bella would see there was hidden regret.

“You need to get ready; I already picked out your clothes for the day”

Seeing what I had laid on the bed Bella’s eyes narrowed in disapproval. Getting to my feet I set her straight “At this moment I am your Dom Isabella, I choose your attire, if you have a problem with that…”

Cutting myself off because I didn’t understand what the trouble was. Bella had never before questioned me on this aspect; in fact she had listed the activity as a four on the list of limits.

Brown eyes met mine with a gaze of bemusement, “May this one speak?” at my nod Bella explained “Your girl doesn’t have a problem with what you picked Master. Any other day…”

What does the day have to do with anything?

“…those pants would be fine. But master, those are skinny jeans…”

I knew that

“…this one can feel her period coming, and she is bloated…”

She didn’t look puffy

“…Master even if those jeans close they are going to be very uncomfortably tight”

Hmmmm…I couldn’t allow that

Picking the pants up off the bed I moved to the dresser, replaced the jeans with a pair of black stretched legging “Are these better?”

Her eyes lit up “Much better, thank you Sir”

“Anytime” I answered and then thought of something “Your period is late”

It’s not like I had been paying attention and I knew she was on birth control, I had taken Bella to the Doctor’s office myself still it’s been almost seven weeks.

She shrugged in nonchalance “It’s the Depo, the shot cause’s fluctuations in monthly cycles. Some women have intermitted bleeding others, like this girl, have delayed periods. But it’s coming and should start today or tomorrow.”

  

“You’ve been on Depo before?” I knew she had chosen the method yet I had never inquired as to why.

“Yes Sir…it’s the only method this one has ever used. She likes not having to take a pill every day and the side effects are minimal plus it reduces her bleeding time down to about three days”

Three days didn’t sound so bad

The whole conversation was a first for me, obviously the other women I had been with had their monthly periods. It was just not a conversation I ever had with them, their time of the month never inferred with any interaction we had. Hell I couldn’t even remember Tanya – who I had been with for eight months – ever had a disruption in play due to her bleeding. This was a first for me and I wondered if the indecision from earlier was due to fluctuating hormones. I tried to think about all the symptoms that come along with menstruation, moodiness, cramping, weight gain, fatigue and food cravings. I supposed mental alertness might figure in that equation, it was something I would have to ask about.

At the moment it was more important that Bella dressed, thanks to the unexpected but very welcomed sex it was already after eleven-thirty. “Take the clothes to your room and get dressed. Don’t forget you’ll need stuff for the pool”

Taking my swimming suit along with her Bella left to get ready and I had no doubt at the reminder of us swimming she would be packing that damn tote bag with everything conceivable. While she was gone I went into the bathroom to start cleaning out some of the stuff. The contractors would be there first thing the next day to begin the demolition and the room needed to be emptied. As I was removing the contents of the medicine cabinet the thought occurred to me that it might be best to spend the next week or so in Bella’s room. At least that way we would have access to an adjoining bath.

Carrying an armful of towels down the hall I used my elbow to knock on the door, pushing it open with my foot when Bella told me to come in.

“What’s all that?”

“I need to clean out the bathroom”

Setting them on the bed I ran my idea by her and we decided that beginning the next night we would not be sleeping in my room. We continued the discussion while she finished getting ready; the biggest concern for both of us was having a house load of guest at the end of week. The only thing I could guarantee is that by the end of the week I would make sure we at least had a working toilet.  

“Are you ready?” I asked once she slipped on a pair of black shoes that reminded me of the Alice’s ballet slippers.

“One second” she said going into her bathroom and coming out with a bottle of Advil.

Watching her stick it into the overstuffed tote I was slightly worried and started going over her body in my mind. The small red line from the caning was gone; we hadn’t really done anything strenuous. The only thing I could think of that would cause Bella any pain was maybe her thighs. I had restrained them rather wide when we got home from the party and then she had just needed to rigorously use them to hold herself to me.

There hadn’t seemed to be any discomfort, still it made me wonder. “Are you in pain?”

“No”

“Then why the pills?”

She just stuck a whole bottle of unnecessary pain medication into her bag and she’s scrunching her face as if  I was the insane one.

“Just in case”

“In case what?” It might have been stupid but I really was only trying to decipher the convoluted workings of her mind.

“Headache, cramps, muscle pull, twisted ankle, sprained wrist…whatever” Bella added with a shrug.

Tilting my head I was trying to comprehend the reasoning “Are you planning to run some kind of obstacle course or something?” at the blank stare I added “You know were not going out into the barren wilderness, I’m fairly certain my parents have Advil at their house. In fact my father’s a doctor, I’m going to guess he has something a whole lot more potent than over the counter meds”

Rolling her eyes I was given a look of total defiance “And what happens if they are needed before we get to your parents? A lot can happen while were driving, waiting on the dock, or riding in the boat. They don’t take up much room and isn’t better to be prepared?”

Well she had me there

I was just about to concede when she added “Besides I thought we already had this argument…and you were proved wrong with the Band-Aids”

“Do you have those in there too?” craning my neck to look into the bag

“Of course I do…along with a hairbrush, hair ties, tampons, deodorant…”

“Ok…” I yielded, picking up the tote bag “…my little Eagle Scout, get a jacket and lets go”

“You’ll be glad I’m prepared when you need a Advil”

I chuckled “I swear to god Bella, if one person needs an Advil. I will never again question your tote bag obsession”

“That’s what you said last time” she mumbled putting on her jacket as she walked out the bedroom door. She was right I did say that, however the whole thing was so ludicrous I couldn’t help but to poke fun.

The ride over to the Marina was uneventful; the cloudy skies had opened up to a light misty rain and we talked about some of the upcoming week. I still hadn’t discussed with Bella about my concerns with her roaming around the city alone. After listening to all she planned to do I decided the issue would need to be addressed very soon.

We were a little early getting there, pulling into the parking lot directly behind Emmett. Rather than stand out in the rain longer than necessary we stayed in our vehicles waiting for my father. Aro arrived a few minutes later with Marcus and my aunts in his car. I’m not exactly sure what the mystical signal was but it seemed like we all stepped out of our cars at the same time.  By the time I got over to open Bella’s door she was turned around digging through the tote bag on the back seat.

Pulling out a book she took my hand to step from the car “I just want to return this to Jane”

Nodding I told her to ‘go’ and leaned over the seat to retrieve the bag before locking up the car.  When I looked up seeing Rose practically cornering Bella my curiosity got the better of me. Judging from the expression on both their faces the conversation must have been rather serious.

Meeting up with Emmett I ask “Everything alright?”

He too has a somber expression “Our lawyer called this morning. The Chicago DA contacted him and wants a deposition from Rosie. She doesn’t want to go alone and Bella said there were women at The Center who do those kinds of things.”

There wasn’t much in the way of encouragement I could say, clapping him on the shoulder I assured him “It will be ok, Rosie lived through the worst of it”

My brother who is always so jovial and carefree looked at me with eyes filled with rage and hurt “No Edward, the worst is reliving it. Telling every horrible detail to perfect strangers who don’t give a shit about what it’s doing to you.”  

Watching the two women I realized Emmett was right and for a split second I hoped that situation was something Bella would never have to face. I wanted her to put that rat bastard behind bars, to make him pay for all the devastating pain he caused. But my girl was finally living, the nightmares had drastically diminished and the fear she hid behind had been replaced with joy. She was at a point in her life where the past could be overcome and the negatives were beginning to be overshadowed by positives.

If she had to go through all the trauma of reliving what happened, would that propel Bella into a spiral of regression back to the shell of a woman she had been?

As if in answer to my unspoken question, the sweet musical sound of my girl’s laughter met my ear, and a moment later Rose’s own giggles followed. Seeing the two of them hug in a show of solidity did something to reassure not only myself but Emmett as well. The graveness of his face was replaced with a smile as he realized the same thing I did.

My words spoken in conventional comfort were true…somehow, someway…everything was going to be alright.