BPOV
As soon as Edward left with his brother, I finished clearing off the table, wiping it down before sitting with the last cup of coffee to do my writing. It was busy work, nothing that was mentally taxing. So as I wrote out my fifty sentences I had time to think about the last eighteen hours. I was surprised when Edward put his collar on me, and I couldn’t help my fingers from tracing the silver band that adored my neck. It was pretty with a simple light blue pearl pendant that dangled in the junction on my throat.
I felt terrible last night when I went to my own bed alone, and I wondered if maybe he regretted placing it on my neck. This morning when I got up, I sat by the window in my room that over looked the front of the house, and watched as Edward left for a run. I wasn’t sure what he would say when I finally saw him this morning, and I dreaded the idea that he would dismiss me for being so stupid. When he came in the kitchen, he didn’t seem angry, and my tension dispelled immediately once I was in his arms.
When we started eating he brought up last night, I wasn’t sure what he was referring to and then I didn’t know if he wanted a general response or a full discussion - Edward wanted a full discussion. I was worried when he said I would be punished again, I mean really two punishments from one night. Only I could be so incredibly stupid to have that happen. But when he was grinning saying that he would enjoy this punishment – I knew he did it on purpose – “bastard” the word left my mouth with a giggle and I looked around the kitchen making sure no one heard me. The only one there was Seth and I was sure he would keep my secrete.
I was just finishing up the dishes having left my completed writing on the table - three and a half pages of the same sentence over and over again – When I heard Edward call my name. I went to find him; he was standing by the side board with his back to me. I walked up to him, quietly waiting as he had instructed me to last night. He was shuffling through mail, and completely ignoring me. It wasn’t as easy to stand there unmoving and completely quiet as I thought it would be.
Finally, he turned to acknowledge me. “Did you get your writing done?” I nodded “yes Sir”
“Good, because I have some chores for you to do today.” I stayed still waiting for instructions. “First I need my bed made. You can go do that now” The words left my mouth like an automatic response “Yes Master” Opening the door to his room, my mouth dropped. His bed was a complete mess; it looked like ten children had a wrestling match on it. Blankets all over the floor, sheet’s pulled off the corners, even the mattress protector was displaced. How the hell did he do that? I slept with him, he’s not that restless.
I sighed, setting about my task. I was just fixing the top sheet when Edward walked in the room. He stood there watching me, making me very nervous. As I picked up the top blanket, I jumped from the sound of my name “Isabella” stopping what I was doing, I turned to look at him. “Keep your eyes down” he didn’t move, I know because I was looking at this feet. “Isabella, when I enter a room that you are in. You are to stop, whatever you are doing, and present yourself to me, immediately.” I didn’t know that “Do you understand?” I do now, but I didn’t say that “Yes Sir”
“Very well continue” Edward walked out the door while I finished the bed. When I was done, I went back downstairs to find him. He was outside on the patio, sitting watching Seth in the yard. I knelt down as I had been instructed, waiting for acknowledgement. Edward’s voice broke through “I would like a glass of ice tea” I responded “Yes Sir”
When I came back, Edward was standing in the yard with Seth; I walked up standing behind him, and waited, and waited, and waited. He didn’t acknowledge me. When he turned to walk back to the house, he finally glanced at me. “When you are retrieving something for me, you are to come in front of me, with your head bowed low and the object out in front of you. It is the only time that your chin is not straight.” then he walked away. I followed him still holding his ice tea, as he sat down in the chair on the patio.
Ok Bella put two and two together. He’s sitting, that means I kneel. I’m retrieving that means I face his front, with my head down. So that’s what I did, sticking the glass out in front of me, and was rewarded “Thank You Isabella. You did well” On the outside I showed no emotion, on the inside I was doing the happy little submissive dance. “Relax Isabella” ok, so much for dancing, I was confused again. Damn! Do I just relax here, or get up and get in the correct position.
Edward was watching me, probably wondering what the hell is taking me so long. “Are you perplexed Isabella?” he asked already knowing the answer. “Yes Sir” He took a sip of his tea “What do you do, when you don’t know something?” He looked at me expectantly not saying anything. What do I do, when I don’t know….hmmm, I ask. Oh “Master, how does your girl do that?” His eyes never left mine, as he nodded once. “You are to stand, get into the correct position then relax”
I was kneeling next to him, with my head on his thigh. He was running his hand down my pony tail. “Isabella, you didn’t finish telling me what you thought about me calling you slut. Please do so now”
I kept my eyes closed as I spoke “I did…” I was interrupted “Who” taking a deep breath “Forgive me Master” “Who” Damn! I did it again “Please be patient, your girl will get it” he touched my shoulder in an understanding way “Continue” I took a deep breath picturing the words in my head before I started “Master your girl did not mind being called slut. It was not said in a derogatory way. To your girl it was an admission of ownership, and made her feel special the same as when you call her pet or dear one” I was going to say love but skipped that one.
Edward tapped my shoulder three times. When I sat up, he placed his hand under my chin, bringing the glass to my lips. “Drink Isabella” after a few sips he gave me more to do. “I brought home a package, a small white box it’s on the side board, along with the paper, it needs to be wrapped. You can do that now” I got up with a “yes Master” setting about my new task. Everything was all together, but I figured the kitchen would be a better place. I was just putting on the first piece of tape, when the door opened and Edward came in.
Dropping what I was doing, I walked to his left side, and waited. I could see his hand come towards my face, and for a split second I flinched, before catching myself. He gently ran the back of his hand down my jaw line “Very good Isabella, Continue” then he walked away, leaving me to finish what I was doing.
This was how we spent the rest of the afternoon. He would set me about a chore and either come to me, or when I was finished I presented myself to him. I made lunch around two and he wanted to be served in the dining room, showing me the proper behavior for formal seating. Not kneeling, but placing his food in front of him, with my head bowed, and not leaving until I was dismissed. He told me to join him for the meal, and I brought my plate in sitting to his left and ate. I was not in the kitchen, so I keep in my full submissive mode. His teaching was clear, consist and consistent. If I goofed up, he reminded me with a stern voice, and when I was correct, I was rewarded with a soft touch or kind words. He never lost his temper or seemed frustrated. That was a new reality to me
By four o’clock, I had it down, and he seemed pleased. I was in the kitchen, putting together potato packs for dinner when he came in. I stopped mid-slice presenting myself. “You make me proud Isabella, you are doing very well. When you are done with this, you are to go to my room.” oh boy, maybe I’ll get a real reward “Yes master” He left me to finish.
Edward was sitting on the chair that looked out over the side of his house; I dropped to my knees, he didn’t make me wait long. “Isabella the only thing you need to remember about being in my room, is that there are no clothes allowed in my bed.” He let that sink in “If you even sit on the edge of my bed to pick something up, you had better be completely nude. No exceptions.” No exceptions, like the clothing in the playroom. “With that said, you are to lie down and rest. So that you will be refreshed for our evening” A nap, he wants me to take a nap. Is he going to nap with me?
“Go, use the bathroom and prepare yourself” Standing in the bathroom, washing my hands, I looked at myself in his mirror. I didn’t look tired, I didn’t feel tired, and maybe he had other plans. When I walked back out, Edward was still sitting on his chair, looking out the window. I striped off my clothes, presenting myself. He looked at me, and then pulled the hair band from my head. Swiping his finger through it like a make shift comb, before standing. “Come Isabella, let’s get you settled”
His bed was comfortable, he had me tucked in and the drapes closed rendering the room a muted light. “You need to rest. I’ll get you when it’s time to get up” and he closed the door leaving me there to take a nap. I sort of chuckled to myself at the absurdity of the whole thing. But after a little while, my eyes became heavy and I must have fallen asleep, because the next thing I knew, Edward was lying in bed with me. He was dressed; my head was resting on his forearm while his other arm was wrapped around my waist. “Time to get up my dear one” he whispered in my ear, I nodded not really wanting to move. His hand was drawing small circles on my belly. “mmm…what time is it?” I asked half asleep trying to squint to see if there was a clock. Edward chuckled “Six, you have to get up, you must get ready” I yawned “yes Sir” I could feel him grinning in my ear.
Edward went downstairs while I went into my room to shower. When I came out, he was there with the clothes he had picked out for me to wear tonight. “Just what’s here Bella” - he called me Bella - we were in my room. I could tell him to go fuck himself if I wanted to, but I didn’t. “Bella wear your hair, like you did the other night, that kind of half up and half down thing. It shows off the fullness of your hair and the sexiness of your neck” I smiled, looking at him with a sideward glance “Do you think my neck is sexy?” He chuckled “I don’t think there is a part on you that isn’t sexy” I blushed
“What time is Emmet and Rose coming?” he answered sitting on my bed “Around eight” I stared at him, raising my eyebrows, shaking my finger at him, doing my best ghetto woman impression. “Oh no you don’t. You don’t sit on my bed, with clothes on boy” Edward laughed, I glared at him. “I’m serious, my room, my rules” He chuckled, standing “Then I guess I better go, because we don’t have time for me to get naked.” I shook my head “Oh, I guess I could make an exception this once, but you might have a writing assignment to do.” I said flippantly. He laughed, wrapping his arms around me from behind, snuggling his chin on my shoulder “Whatever you say, it is your room. Just remember the rest of the house is mine, and sooner or later, you’re going out there” he pointed to the open door. I nodded ‘Ok, no writing assignment” I said with a sigh and mock annoyance.
Edward grew serious looking at my eyes through the reflection of the mirror over the dresser.
“Do you feel more confident? By the time you laid down, you certainly acted more confident.”
“Yes, I do. At least I have a general idea how you want me to act and what you expect from me.” He stood up straight placing his hands on my shoulders before kissing the top of my head.
“Good, get ready. Can you try to be in the kitchen by seven-thirty? I want to talk to you.”
I pursed my lips “You can’t talk now?” He sighed drawing his pointer finger in a circle in front of him.
“Edward and Bella here, Master and submissive in the kitchen” he said pointing towards the door.
“Am I in trouble again?” I asked with interest my voice coming out in a whine
“No” he said shaking his head with a grin. “There is just something that’s been on my mind, and I want to talk to you about it, nothing to worry about.” He kissed me and was walking out the door “Edward?” turning to glance at me. I stared into his eyes “Thank you” he smiled and winked at me, then continued on his way.
Edward had picked out my white corset; it’s pretty, white silk with scrolls of black vines. He paired it with a black skirt, and nothing else except my black open toe heels. I did my hair as he asked using the silver combs from last night to accent the lift. He also laid out some jewelry; I sort of felt like a human paper doll as I slid the black and white bracelet onto my wrist. Looking in the mirror, I nodded making the dangling crystal earrings shimmer.
Edward was pouring two glasses of wine when I arrived in the kitchen, trying to pull my skirt down. It only came mid-thigh and I nothing underneath. He smiled at me “You look beautiful, Sit” He sat handing me a glass, and opening up my journal where he proceeded to read it out loud.
As a submissive woman I am
Dependent upon my Dominant - I rely upon him to show me the proper way to bring him pleasure and ultimately satisfaction and fullness to my own life. My decision to submit fully is dependent upon the support that I receive from him. I can’t be expected to grow if I am left on my own with no guidance or direction on how to proceed with what I am doing correctly or how to resolve my short comings.
He got a look of satisfaction on his face “I like that Isabella, you are absolutely right when you say that. You do need my direction and response good or bad.”
Edward took a sip of his wine, turning the page. I knew what came next, my punishment. He cleared his throat reading what I wrote.
.
I think that is the worst part, he will always remember that the night he gave me his collar was the night I first disappointed him.
I was nervous as his gaze left the page and locked on to mine. “If you rely on me to resolve your short comings, what makes you think that I would always remember it?” Edward wasn’t angry; he was trying to understand the convoluted workings of my mind. His eyebrows rose in expectation of an answer. “It’s human nature Sir” I murmured with a shrug.
Edward took a deep breath “Human nature aside Isabella. You did not ruin the whole night. You made a mistake, and you paid your debt and it’s over. Was I disappointed?” He took a deep breath “Yes I was.” I could feel the tears coming to my eyes and I try blink them away “I’m not going to lie to you, I would have liked to have you in my bed. But that is selfish of me. You could have chosen option one and I would have been equally disappointed. But that is my own selfish nature that I have to deal with. Another thing, I will not always think on last night as being… blemished” he read the word out of my journal. “You messed up; you’re going to mess up. But you served your punishment with dignity, it’s done it’s over. Never to be brought up again.”
Edward picked up my hand in his “Last night was special, for you, for me, for our relationship. What sticks out in my mind are the words you said to me, and our session that followed, not anything else.” his eyes so intently stared into my own. He was trying to get me to understand.
“I don’t sit around dwelling on your shortcomings, I would much rather reflect on your progress, on the strides you’ve made. You did so well today, I’m very proud of you. That’s human nature too Isabella, taking pride in what’s important to you. You are the most important thing in my life, and if I have pride and confidence in you, then you should have it in yourself”
I didn’t get to answer, because Emmet and Rose walked through the kitchen door. Edward nodded once then leaded over to kiss my forehead. “Hey, how comes you two are always in the kitchen?” Emmet’s voice traveled through the room making me smile. We said hello and I admired Rose’s dress; it was strapless and looked fabulous on her. The bodis was a deep purple the color gradually change into a deep blue at the thighs. She had a silver clutch in her hand and silver heels. I was pouring Emmet some wine, while he went to get some Ice Tea for Rose.
Opening the refrigerator, Emmet burst out laughing “Somebody was naughty” I looked to him. He had a clip magnet in his hand, attached to papers. I could feel my face heat up, and mouth dropped open “Orgasms are my Master’s to give, I will not cum again without his permission” He chuckled again, paging through the papers of the sentences Edward had me write “Damn, Rose next time your writing, because this is too funny,” Looking at Edward, he had the most self-satisfied smile I’ve ever seen, plastered on his face. I could tell he was trying really hard not to laugh.
Emmet put the magnet back where he got it, hanging my orgasm on the refrigerator for all to see. Rose giggled, but said nothing I was still frozen “Come on Edward let’s get this Salmon on the grill, I’m starving”. Edward walked by me, cupping my chin “Close your mouth Isabella you’re going to catch flies” he kissed my cheek with a chuckle. He is enjoying that punishment. Bastard. I smirked watching him walk out the door.
Rose put her arm around me “Come on I’ll help you set the table” she giggled again. I huffed “I think he did that on purpose” She gathered plates from the cabinet “What the orgasm or the writing exhibit?” I was still blushing. “The orgasm” She laugh “Of course he did, just to prove he could” I gaped at her “That bastard!” my hand flew to my mouth, because I didn’t mean to say that out loud. Rose chuckled waving her hand in the air “It’s ok Bella, I call Em worse than that sometimes. The question is, was it a good orgasm?” Biting my lip I nodded “Mine blowing” we giggled “Then it was worth it” she said picking up the plates as I followed behind her with placemats and silverware.
Dinner had gone well; the salmon steaks were just yummy with butter and herbs. I had made potato packs and a salad, bringing out fresh fruit for dessert. While we were eating they talked about tomorrow, hoping that Alice had planned something better than karaoke for the evening activity. I had hoped so too. I thought about what Edward had said before Emmet and Rose arrived. How I was important to him, and that he wouldn’t hold anything that I’ve done in the past against me. That once a transgression has been paid for, it’s done, never to be brought up again. I find that hard to believe, James was constantly bringing up past mistakes. It was like he was looking for a reason to be angry with me. A reason to make me feel bad or self-conscious, my thoughts were interrupted.
“What do you think Bella?” Emmet’s voice broke through. I looked at him not sure what he was talking about. “About next week-end, going to the cabin” I nodded still not sure what he was talking about. “Sorry, could you repeat the question?” Edward spoke up. “My parents have a cabin on Mount Rainier; Emmet wants to go open it up next weekend. We would be gone Friday night until Sunday.” he eyed me suspiciously. I looked to Edward, weekends were our time together, and I had Seth. What was I going to do with him? I think Edward read some of my thoughts because he told his brother, we would talk about it, and he would let them know.
Once dinner was done, Rose and I were in the kitchen, she looked at me like she had something on her mind. It made me nervous, because although I didn’t know Rose very well, she wasn’t the type of person to hold back when she had something to say. “What is it?” I asked sticking the last glass in the dishwasher. “You’re walking into the lion’s den tonight.” I was confused by her words. “Listen” she was staring at my neck, my hands reflexively came up to touch my collar “Exactly…there are woman there that would say or do anything, to be wearing that.”
I knew there were several women there that Edward had been with, that was part of my anxiety. “Listen Bella, don’t believe everything you hear.” I wanted to ask her what she meant, but the men came in, and I presented myself as I was instructed. Edward kissed my cheek “Continue Isabella so we can leave soon.” I had hoped that I would have a few minutes to talk to Rose. When I glanced in her direction, she was trying to tell me something with her eyes. Once the kitchen was finished she said “Bella can you help me with something quick, in the bathroom” I smiled “Sure”
“Look I know Edward will tell you if you can talk to a Dom, but I know all the bitches there and if someone…look it’s a game to them.” I was surprised “Game?” She nodded sitting down to pee “Yes, not all of them, but some and they just want to play around and they want to play with your man. So that means they are going to try to mess with you.” there was a knock at the door “You almost ready?” Emmet was impatient, Rose spoke up “We’ll be right out Sir” she called out softly “It won’t take you long to figure out who they are, just stick with Edward or me, Now go pee, so you don’t have to go when you are there.”
I did my business while she washed her hands “It’s fun, you’ll enjoy it, keep an open mind and pay attention, you’ll figure it out.” After I had my warning slash pep talk, we rejoined the men. “Finally Jesus mighty, I was getting ready to bust down the door” Rose immediately went into sub mode, which was a sight to behold. This strong independent woman, offering herself, to the man she loved. “Forgive your slut Sir, she had a technical problem, that needed addressing.” Emmet helped her with her jacket “It everything alright now?” He was concerned “Yes Sir”
Edward placed a black silk wrap over my bare shoulders, while I kept quiet through their exchange. What Rose had said wasn’t a lie; she was taking care of a technical problem. I stored that little tid-bit away; fast thinking like that might just come in handy
Emmet and Rose were parked in the driveway, Edward escorted me into the garage, I was trying to pull my skirt lower over my thighs. Before he opened the car door he looked at me “Is there a problem Isabella” I bite my lip “are you uncomfortable with nothing there?” I didn’t lie, because I was very uncomfortable “Yes Sir” He smirked “Put your arms over the car Isabella” I peeked at him through my lashes, but did what as he asked, pressing my body against the side of his car. The bare skin of my chest pressed against the window, with my arms stretched out over the top.
Edward’s hand ran up my thighs taking the material of my skirt with him. I took a deep breath forcing myself to hold still, while Edward’s breath was in my ear “I wouldn’t want you to be uncomfortable Isabella” his hands ran through my folds “spread your legs” as I complied I figured he wasn’t going to be putting any panties on me, but I didn’t know what he had in mind. His fingers moved in and out of me quickly “My pet is always so ready for me” I had to bite my lip tightly to keep still. His finger’s left me, and pulled on my clit. His other hand moved and a second later I felt a pinch that made me suck air in through my teeth. “There, now you have something on”
Edward swatted my bottom once, pulling my skirt down “Let’s go” I assumed he wanted me to move away from the car, and when I did, I could feel the twinge of the clamp on my most sensitive spot, and something was dangling from it sweeping against my lips with every movement I made. Holy Shit, this was going to be a long night.
I was nervous as we walked into the New Moon, but the atmosphere was exactly the same as it had been last week. People were talking and dancing to the DJ. The main floor was like any other night club. I followed behind Edward, several said hello to him, and I could feel the eyes of people on me. There was no introductions made, and I kept completely quiet. Emmet took Rose’s jacket and my wrap disappearing down a hall, he wasn’t gone long and soon we were heading upstairs.
I could feel the anxiety creep back into me as I took in the scene before me. The room was rather dark, the walls and floors were stained in dark walnut and shinned to a polish. The atmosphere reminded me of a lounge that would have been depicted in an old movie, or a cruise ship. Round circular tables with deep red leather curved high back benches, were on the perimeter. In the middle of the room, black velvet high back chairs were set up in no specific arrangement. It looked like people just took a chair and sat wherever they wanted.
People mulled around in all states of nudity, from the fully dress, to nothing at all. Many sub kneeled by their Dominants, some with leashes, others with a crop held in their teeth. But the most prominent image was the stage area. It rose four step higher than the rest of the room and was flanked by a wall of mirrors. Bright lights shined on the scene that was taking place. A man in a black mask was strapped to bars that were suspended from the ceiling, while another man was placing rows of clothes pins all over his genitals.
Internally I cringed, moving my eyes away from the scene and keeping them on Edwards back, as we moved through the crowd of people. Edward was leading us through a hallway that open up into a small bar area, where he and Emmet stopped for a drink. Rose stood by my side, when I looked at her; she smiled at me telling me everything was ok without any words, but I wasn’t sure if I agreed with her assessment.
Edward handed me a glass of white wine, as I took it his eyes met mine. He studied me, looking for something, he didn’t take his eyes off me as he spoke “Emmet give me minute, and I will join you” As he said the words I started to worry, was he going to leave me here alone? Rose followed Emmet leaving us there. I could feel everyone’s eyes on me, and I thought about what Rose said. ‘You are walking into the lion’s den’ I was either going to have to man up, or leave. Those were the only two choices.
“Come Isabella” Edward walked ahead of me over to the furthest corner away from the bar area. My steps were unsteady, and I needed to drink the wine he gave me, so I could calm down. Edward took the wine from me - damn I really wanted that- sitting in a chair and placing my glass on the small table next to him. My heart was pounding in my chest as I tried to remember what I was supposed to do. He is sitting … kneel. Taking a deep breath, I knelt as close to his body as I could “Relax Isabella”
Relax? Taking a deep breath and very conscious of the fact that eyes were on me, and I had nothing on under my skirt except a clamp with dangly things hanging from it. I sunk down, closing my eyes before laying my head on his thigh. I concentrated on my breathing, calming down infinitesimally as Edwards hand stroked over my shoulder. “Just relax my pet” We stayed this way a few minutes, no one bothered us, and with eyes closed my other senses became hyperaware of the feel of Edwards hand on my hair and skin along with the distinct aroma that was only his. He traced the outline of my jaw and over my lips, then up my arm and over my shoulder running through the loose part of my hair.
“Are you better?” I took a deep breath “Yes Master” He made the circuit over my skin one more time, placing his palm over my jaw “Open your eyes Isabella” As I did, the people in front of me became real again, and I took a deep breath. “Just people Isabella, no one will hurt you” I looked around he was right, they are just people.- Mostly naked people - But they are here because they can express themselves freely, without judgment, which is what I want too.
Edward tapped my shoulder and I straightened up. “Look at me Isabella” When our eyes met, his were filled with kindness and concern. He brought my glass to my lips “Drink” after I swallowed he held my chin between his thumb and finger. “It can be overwhelming at first. I didn’t warn you, because I didn’t want you to be more anxious than you already were.” That made sense because I would have been freaking out if I known what I walking into. It was better to just take the plunge. “Now, are you over the shock?” I nodded my head as much as possible with him holding my chin “Yes Master, your girl is sorry” His finger skimmed my cheek “You have no reason to be sorry Isabella, you’re doing splendid.”
I smiled at him, as he stood up, offering me his hand so I could rise to my feet. He returned my glass of wine, and leaned in to kiss my forehead. “Come Isabella, I want you to see the demonstration in the other room” He wants me to see something? “Yes Sir” The next room was slightly smaller but was an exact mirror image of the first one. The only difference being that there was two smaller stage areas, set in the far corner.
Emmet was standing in the middle of the room, with Rose standing in front of him. Edward didn’t say anything as we approached; he just nodded once in Emmet’s direction. When we were standing Edward took my hand, moving me so my back was against his chest “Relax Isabella” My upper body melted into his.
On each stage there were three submissive’s with their corresponding Dom’s. Some of the submissive were completely nude others only partially, while their Doms were using long lengths of various colored rope to restrain them in. Edward spoke softly in my ear. “Isabella I want you to talk freely, but with respectful quiet. Do you understand?” The words came out quickly “Yes Master”
“Do you know what this is called?” of course I did, it was one of the things I really was interested in. “Yes master Kinbaku” he smiled in my ear “That’s right my pet. Watch” His right hand rested on my shoulder as I watched. Edward pointed to the far stage “The one in the middle is called ushirode gassho” I looked at what he wanted me to see. The woman was facing away from us looking into the mirror. Her arms were behind her back with her hands pointed downward as if she was praying. The red rope that was used wrapped several time on her upper arms securing them together then a working of knots to her elbows, where it was wrapped drawing her elbows together. The Dom was just beginning to wrap her wrist. I looked at her face in the mirror, she look sublime.
I could feel Edward watching my face “What are you thinking my pet?” I told him “she looks very tranquil” he nodded. There was a man dressed all in black walking back and forth in front of the two stages, every now and then he would say something and the others would move quickly to do as he said. “Master, who is that man?” “That is the Kinbakushi Isabella, it literally means Rope Master” I nodded.
Edward pointed to another display of bondage. A male was kneeling on a chair, so his head was jetting out over the back. His feet were already tied down to the top of the chair legs, and the Dom was working on knots that ran down his back. I suppose when they are finished he will be secured to the chair. Edward pointed out a woman with Ropes tied over and under her breast, effectively making a blue rope bra, and standing next to her was a woman with rope around her waist and running down through her thighs. There were several knots that dug into the soft flesh of her sex. Edward pointed to the two women “That is Shinju and Matanawu, personally I like to do the two of them together.” I nodded because that looked like something I would like to try.
Once all six submissive’s were effectively secured, the Robe Master said something in Japanese, calling out to the audience. A woman called out “nawatsuya” the Rope Master looked at her. Edward snickered in my ears. “What did she say Master?” Edward chuckled “He asked if there were any volunteers and she called out ‘tie me up tonight” oh my...I giggled “she must like it” he chuckled “I believe she does”
I turned my head slightly in his direction “Master?” His eyes twinkled “Yes?” “nawatsuya” I could feel my face blush as he sucked in a deep breath “Isabella” he growled as his hand ran down my arm to my bottom and up my skirt. I silently gasp, biting my lip struggling to hold still, while Edward’s hand wrapped around my front to press on the clamp, all my lower muscles clinched together and I had to bite harder to suppress the moan. His other hand held my neck tilting my head back, and he kissed me. Hard and passionately, his tongue forced my lips to part. I didn’t care that we weren’t alone, I didn’t care that his brother was standing next to him. The only thing I could think about was Edward’s lips were on me, and his erection was jabbing me in the back.
Edward pulled back, taking a deep breath “Isabella you have a way of pushing my buttons, you just might pay for that later.” he swatted my bottom playfully. I smiled slyly, hoping he was a man of his word. Between the scene in front of my eyes, the clamp with it’s dangly things, Edward’s kiss, his erection and the promise of payment, I was a dripping mess between my thighs. I tried to release some of the pressure building by squeezing my internal muscles. That didn’t help, if anything it made the desire for release worse. I tried to find some comfort by wiggling my hips, but Edward stopped me immediately “Pay attention and watch” he pointed to the stage “This is called ‘kikkou’ it means tortoise. It is a very long and intricate process. He will use about sixty feet of rope” Holy Crow! “sixty feet?” I was astonished. Edward nodded “More if he adds arms or legs” As the demonstration continued on the stage, my eyes wondered the room.
There were several people very intent on the exchange between Edward and me. A woman with bouncy dark curly hair, stood off to the side, staring. There was also another girl sitting with a couple, she had blonde hair and was wearing practically nothing. She was constantly squinting her eyes at me, like I was an eye chart she was trying to read. The other one was hard not to notice she actually walked right in front of us and smirked at me. She had short black straight hair, with bright red lipstick. She was wearing a cat suit that clung to her and I thought at any moment she was going to start licking herself and purring. I had to stifle a giggle at that thought.
A man approached us coming towards Emmet, they exchanged pleasantries and then he moved to Edward. “I was hoping I didn’t miss you” Edward answered him directly “You almost did, I’m not staying very long.” I could feel the man eyeing me, “Hello, you must be Isabella, I am Felix” I could feel Edward stiffen behind me, and I was really glad that Rose reminded me about not talking to anyone without permission. “Isabella is remaining quiet tonight, she is only here to observe.” Edward told him, “Of course I just wanted to say hello, and see how the collar looked. It’s beautiful on you Isabella. Well enjoy your night” I remained quiet and unmoving and wondered why he was concerned about my collar.
When he walked away, Emmet murmured “What’s up your ass?” I wondered that myself. “Nothing, he just irritated me the other day, and I was on defense’ Emmet made a noise like he understood what Edward was saying, but I had no clue. The people on the stage were about half way through the length of rope, when I felt Edwards’s hand on my bottom again. “We are going to go” He said to his brother “Alright, I’ll see you on the ferry, bright and early” “Ten o’clock is not that early Emmet” they shook hands and said good night to me, and Edward lead me back out the way we came in.
We were almost to the stairway, when someone called Edwards name. “Eleazer, Carman” he talked with a curt tone “What, you don’t say hello to me?” the nearly naked blond that had been squinting at me placed her hand on his forearm. Fake blood red nails lay against the material of his shirt. Edwards hand immediately dislodged hers “Tanya, you look well” So this was Tanya, my anger flared at her audacity. “And you must be Edward’s newbe?” she was eyeing me with a haughty smile.
Once her eyes fell on my neckline her whole countenance changed. Her arrogance became antagonism “Well Edward you moved fast with this one, were you that hard up?” What did she just say? Who the fuck does she think she is? Edward didn’t waste any time with a reply. “I would remind you Tanya to watch your mouth, and as far as moving fast. I get rid of what I don’t need, and go after what I want.” Edwards eyes were dark and angry as he stared her down, before speaking to the other two “Eleazar, Carman I would suggest you control her better, and I expect an immediate apology”
There wasn’t time for anyone to comment because Aro had now joined our group. “Is there a problem here?” Edward shook his head “No problem, I’m waiting for an apology” Eleazar took control “Tanya” she dropped her eyes, “Please forgive my rude comment, it was only a joke” I wanted to point out to her that she used the word my, but I didn’t. “Edward, we will be on our way, I apologize for her behavior and will personally see to her punishment” Edward didn’t answer he simply inclined his head once.
As they turned away, Aro took my hands into his own. “Isabella, you look magnificent” I smiled at the scowl on Tanya’s face as she left. “Thank you Sir” Edward told me I could and should always talk to Aro, so I knew that I was doing the right thing. Aro released my hands “Are you departing?” he was asking Edward
“Yes, I was on the way out, when I was rudely interrupted” he wasn’t happy about that and it appeared that Aro had a problem with it also. “It is not my place Edward, but there are those that play at a life that others take seriously. The best we can do is weed them out, and remove them from our presence and not become involved in their games. They do however put a stain to any serious relationship.”
I had no idea what he was talking about; Rose had said something about it being a game to some. I would have to remember to ask Edward later. During my brain rambling Aro started laughing “Perhaps they will return to Alaska” Edward chuckled “One can only hope”
The ride home was quiet, I kept fidgeting from the clamp, it was starting to become uncomfortable and it was difficult to disregard. I was trying, Edward sensed my discomfort “We are almost home Isabella.” God I hope so. I was never so glad to see a driveway in my life, and I hoped that he didn’t make me leave this on much longer.
Seth greeted us when we walked through the door, “Isabella while I leave Seth out, you are to go to my room, disrobe and get in your waiting position.” my heart rate picked up and the pressure in my belly intensified. “Yes Sir”
There was no mat, so after an internal debate, I picked a place kneeling as instructed with my back to the door. Edward didn’t make me wait long, as he entered the room, I could hear him kick his shoes off. He walked over to his dresser opening a drawer and then another before giving me his attention. “You did very well tonight Isabella, you made me proud. I believe a reward is in order.” I couldn’t contain the excitement I felt, and no matter how hard I bit my lip, my face was all smiles. “I see that pleases you my pet. Did you ever think that maybe our idea of a reward could be different? Maybe you won’t like what I am going to give you.” I couldn’t imagine anything that he would give me that I wouldn’t like.
Edward placed his hand on top of my head “Look at me Isabella” when my eyes met his, he brought his hand to my mouth “open” as I did, he placed something firm between my lips and onto my tongue, it took me a second to realize what it was. Once the creamy goodness started to melt I couldn’t stop the sound of pleasure that escaped my mouth “Mmmm” chocolate.
“You like it?” I could hear the smile in his voice
“Yes Master Thank you”
“Your welcome my dearest. I have another gift, tonight you may orgasm at will, no permission needed” Ok, that made me happy. He placed his hand in front of me, helping me to stand. Wrapping his right arm around my waist, his left coming behind my neck, he kissed me. The soft warmness grew and intensified as his tongue swept against mine. I moaned from the sheer delight.
“Mmm… that is good chocolate, better from your mouth” I giggled “Come Isabella” he lead me to the bed where he sat on the edge with me in between his open legs. “This has been on long enough” Edward’s fingers moved up my slick center “Take a deep breath” As I did, he removed the clamp, and I gasp trembling from the sensation, tears filled my eyes as a sharp pain over took me. I became aware of Edward’s voice “shhh…” his hands rubbing my thighs firmly, I’m sure it was his way of steadying me, so I didn’t fall over.
“shhh…I’ll make it feel better” He dropped to his knees, spreading my thighs with his hands and swept his tongue in one long motion up to my very sensitive clit. I cried out from the pain and pleasure. I was so sensitive, that the slightest touch made me shiver. He laid his tongue flat against my sensitive nub wiggling it ever so slightly; it was a tortuously painful delight. His hands moved to my hips grasping them firmly as his tongue began to make circular motions. The moan of sensual pleasure escaped me, and my hips began to move on their own accord.
I placed my hands over his to help steady myself. He groaned against my skin, circling in the opposite direction. I was so very sensitive, and as he lapped up my whole center, I griped his hands tighter, thrust my sex against his mouth and came, screaming out his name. The motion he was making with his mouth slowed but never stopped and my body quaked with pleasure as he sucked my clit into his mouth creating the most exquisite pressure. His tongue did a zig zag motion and it was my undoing, my knees buckled, my body shook, and I dug my fingers into his wrist to keep from falling as I came again.
Edward kissed my sex once, twice then worked his way up my stomach, my breast, and neck. My body was so sensitive, every little touch he placed on my skin sent shivers through me. I was still breathless when he reached my mouth, and my arms wrapped around his neck for support. The kiss was passionate, and I could taste my juices on him.
He pulled back “Undress me Isabella” my fingers drifted down to his shirt, as I undid each button, I place a kiss on the opening. When it was completely open I pushed it over his shoulders, swirling my tongue around his nipple. He rewarded me with a groan as his shirt pooled on the floor. I dropped to my knees letting my tongue run in a long line to his navel. His top button as usual was already undone, as I pulled down his zipper, I peeked a looked through my lashes, and he was watching me. My hands slid into the opening moving in opposite directions across his lower abs drifting over his thighs taking the material of his pants with them.
Edward’s boxer briefs clung to the muscles of his thighs and a very predominate erection, which my fingers drifted over as I reach for the waist band. “Isabella” he growled as I pulled down the stretchy cotton and I kissed the underside of his shaft. He stepped out of the clothing that was around his feet. I was going to lavish him with my mouth, when he reached down lifting me by my arms to a standing position.
“I believe you made a request” I was confused until he took the purple rope off the bed and began wrapping my wrist together. The feeling of possession washed over me, and with each tug on my wrist, the pressure in my belly and core grew. I know I had to be a dripping mess between my thighs, but I just didn’t care. When he was done, Edward guided me to the bed where he leaned back against the pillows, having me straddling his hips.
“Hold on to the headboard Isabella” As I did, he took my breast in his mouth, making me arch my back and glide my sex over his erection. I couldn’t stop the movement and as I shifted my hips, he shifted his and slid into me. The feeling of fullness was so welcomed I moaned “Ohhhh…” His hands were on my hips at first, guiding me in my movements, and then I began to take over. Using my hips to glide along his length, I could feel his hands grip my bottom squeezing them firmly as my movements picked up. I shifted my hips and hit that spot buried deep inside me “Ohhh..Godd” my stomach muscles clenched and I locked my hips taking my pleasure from him. “Aung …. ohhh…ohhh….Master!” my legs shook and my back arched as I held on to the headboard, riding out my orgasm.
When I opened my eyes Edward was staring at me with a heated expression his lips met mine and his hips started meeting my thrust. Before I knew what was happening, his hands were on my hips, and I was laying flat on my back. “Grab the post Isabella” I stretched my bound wrist wrapping my fingers around the wooden post. Edward had my right foot up at his shoulder, and I wrapped my left leg around his hip. He moved in and out of me with quick hard thrusts.
“Come again Isabella” he growled through quick breaths
“I can’t” I was spent and I didn’t see how my body could take another orgasm
“Yes you can” he lifted my hips, sliding inside me hitting my spot, I moaned “Ahhh…ooohhh...”
He concentrated his movements in that spot and my belly tighten two more strokes and I was heading over the edge. The pressure in my belly was building and I couldn’t catch my breath his movements were so strong I heard him say “Now” and I came hard, I don’t know what left my mouth all I saw was streaks of white and my body felt like it was floating on air. I heard him yell “Fuck!” and then felt his weight on top of me as he found his own sweet release.
We stayed that way, he was inside me, my eyes were closed and I was trying to steady my breathing. Edward kissed my neck “Share my bed Isabella” I smiled “Yes Master” like I would say no. “You’ll be tethered to the bed” I nodded because I just didn’t care.
I groaned in protest as Edwards body left mine, and sighed as he lifted me up placing my head on the pillows. I felt him tug on my wrist, as I rolled to my side, and then his body was behind me pulling me closer. The last thing I remember was his arms wrapping around me and he kissed my temple
Mine

A riding crop and a blindfold doesn't make it BDSM. There is a big difference between being kinky and being in the scene. It's not a sexual thing to me, it's a very spiritual thing. ~ DominaBlue
3/24/11
Chapter 15
EPOV
“…….and I feel honored to call you Master”
Eight words, that’s all they are. When each is said alone, they are just words, but strung together, they said everything. I wanted this night to be special for her. She turned around and inadvertently made it special for me.
First by the way she responds to me how she finds peace and tranquility from the simplest touch. Bella called me Master twice, the word just coming out of her mouth, it wasn’t forced it was heartfelt. The first time, I wasn’t sure I heard her correctly. After the second one, greedy bastard that I am, I wanted her to say it more.
But she didn’t. As I think about it, I believe that was nerves from my pointing out the video camera. I knew she saw it, and she must have figured because it was out, I would be using it. She had marked that she didn’t have a problem with video, even so whenever something new occurs it causes anxiety, that’s understandable. But she trusts me when I say that no one but the two of us will see the videos, unless she agrees to it. After accepting my collar, I asked her if she had anything to say. I don’t know what I was expecting; it surly wasn’t what I heard.
When she said “…and I feel honored to call you Master” I couldn’t wait to get her in my arms. That’s exactly what I did. Telling her to stand, I wrapped my arms around her, and kissed her as passionately as I could. In that instant I thought the hell with training, take her to your bed Edward and make sweet love to her all night. But I couldn’t do that, no matter how much I wanted to, she was depending on me. So control was the word of the night, I just vowed to put her wellbeing above my own. The sweet love making would just have to wait.
Stepping away from her I took a deep breath getting my focus back. “You make me very proud Isabella, but we have a lot to do. So let’s get started” Her eyes were down as she replied
“As you wish Master” Fuck, if I could only do what I wished.
“Follow” I lead her over to the bed. “Kneel” she complied. While she was waiting by the bed, I went over to gather the supplies I would be using. Glancing over my shoulder Bella, was still in the same position waiting for her instructions.
Standing behind Bella my hand ran over her shoulder “Isabella stand” As she did I moved so I was in front of her.
“Tonight we are going to work on your control, which is something that you need to improve upon. So we will work on it tonight and tomorrow and the night after that, and we will keep working on it until you have it mastered.”
She kept quiet with her eyes on the floor. I walked behind her, taking the blindfold and wrapping it around her eyes twice, before tying it by her left temple. Placing her hands on the bed post I told her to hold on to it. Then watched as she clasps the wooden structure like it was her lifeline.
Taking the bullet, I applied a small amount of lube to the top, working it half way down before placing it back on the tray until I was ready for it.
“Spread your legs Isabella” As her legs opened her back arched slightly; I needed more access “Wider” Once I had ample room my hand ran through her sex, as always she was wet. As my hand drew over her clit, my fingers lingered there rubbing small circles around the nerve filled nub. Her hips instinctually jetted towards my hand. I swatted her thigh with the crop
“Hold still, you will learn control one way or another”. At that she stilled, drawing in a deep breath and biting her bottom lip. When she left out a whimper, my hand moved away from her clit and slide down slick folds. After a few passes, I went back to working on her nub of nerves.
“Don’t move Isabella” I said the words forcefully in her ear. A whine of protest escaped her mouth, but she held still. I could see her starting to struggle so I left my hand sink down and plunged two fingers inside of her.
“Ahhh…” God, I love the noises she makes. I did this routine several more times, each time paying longer attention to her clit and then plunging harder and faster inside of her. After the fourth round Bella was whimpering, making breathy wanton noises that were going straight to my dick. Her stomach muscles were clenching and her thighs were stiff as a board while her fingers were turning white from squeezing the bed post. But she held still.
Removing my hand from her body caused her to leave out a sigh. I couldn’t tell if it was from relief or frustration either way it didn’t matter, she did well. My hand ran up her stomach, and over her breast, as I pulled her body into mine.
“Relax Isabella” as her upper body used mine for support I was more aware of the fact that a small sheen of sweat covered her. She was working hard to keep still, and she deserved a reward. “That’s it my dearest. You did very well. I’m proud of you” My lips touch her cheek and lingered as her body responded to my words and my touch.
After a minute of allowing her to rest I had her return to holding the post. This time I slipped the bullet inside her. She took in a quick gust of air exhaling slowly. Then I hit the button on the controller in my hand making the bullet come to life. “Ohhhh…” was the long and breathy sound.
“You did so well my pet. Shall we try again?” Bella swallowed hard and answered “As you wish Master” I grinned then skimmed my nose over her shoulder blade.
“Mmm…yes, as I wish” the words came out is long hushed forced syllables. Bella whimpered as the air from my speaking rushed over her sensitive skin. My hands moved to her breast, stroking, kneading, and caressing her delectable mounds. I could see her begin to respond to the stimulation, so while my left hand rolled her nipple between my fingers, my right hand slid down to stroke her sex once again.
The noise that left her throat was beyond words and I was so glad I was recording this, so I could hear it again. Bella started panting, the muscles in her arms and shoulders contracting. Her stomach was so tense under my arm, I could feel it rippling. The wanton noises were becoming louder and her breathing labored. She was close so very close. My hands dropped and I shut of toy off inside of her. This time there was no mistaking the frustrated cry that came from her, and I grinned, because yes, I am an evil bastard.
“Relax Isabella” It didn’t take any coaxing, she was leaning on my body in an instant. My chin rested on her shoulder as my right hand now worked on her other breast. The smell of her arousal was covering my hand and I so desperately wanted to taste it. She continued to relax into me. The hand that was on her breast came up to her lips.
“Do you smell your sweet fragrance?” She breathes in deep “Yes Master”
“If I allow you a taste, would you share?” She took a ragged breath “Yes Master”
My hand came up to her lips, she licked my fingers swirling her tongue around them before sucking them into her mouth, effectively cleaning them of her juices. My god she was exceptional. The feel of my fingers in her mouth, reminded me of how she takes my dick and I had to restrain myself from groaning. When she was done, my mouth replaced my hand, and the mixture of her juices and her mouth was heavenly. When I pulled back, her face was serene, and the words left her mouth without any hesitation .
“Thank you Master” I kissed her cheek “Your welcome my pet”
Her stability had returned, and I could use both hands on her breast. It didn’t take long, before she was arching her back and wanting more. I slapped the underside of her left breast with some force growling out “Hold still”
Bella stiffened for a split second then relaxed again, as I continued placing my attention to her nipples. Retrieving the set of clamps from the tray, I attached the left one first, enjoying the whimper that she made. After the second one was on, I stood behind her.
“Isabella, count to ten slowly” There was a quiet moment as she started counting; with each number I tightened the clamp. By the time she was at four the tension in her voice told me that it was tight enough. She relaxed once she realized that I stopped adding tension to the clamp. By the time she was at ten, both clamps were in place, and I had a starting point for her.
Guiding her to the side of the bed, I had her sit on the edge, while I attached the ankle restraints. Once they were safely in place I stood and looked at her. Her back was straight, her arms at her sides, there was no tension in her body, and she seemed to be handling the clamps well.
I ran my finger around the areola, and listened as she sucked in a breath, telling me the clamps were creating the sensation that I desired. I pressed the button and the toy inside her came back on, making her jump. I sighed heavily letting her know my disappointment, before turning it back off and retrieving the spreader bar.
As I knelt down to attach it to the restraints I hit the button again. This time she only flinched. I left it on while I attached one of her ankles, but then turned it off again. With the bar attached, I reached above her, pulling the black silk rope from the hook in the ceiling of the bed. Before I attached it to the bar, I hit the button one more time and was reward with complete stillness.
“Much better Isabella” I said with pride. The toy inside her continued to vibrate as I situated her on the lower half of the bed, tugging on the rope until her ankles were about three feet higher than her body. When that was in place I switch off the toy again, and enjoyed the whimper she made at the loss. It was time for instructions.
“Isabella, your hands are free for a reason. You are to try to bring yourself to orgasm as quickly as you can” I left the words sink in before I continued “However since your orgasms belong to me, you need my permission to cum”
I walked over to get a bottle of water, as I left that thought linger in her mind. “If at anytime I say –Stop- Your hands are to drop to the bed immediately. Do you understand?”
Her voice was normal as she spoke “Yes Master” I took in another view of her, making sure there wasn’t too much tension in her thighs or ankles, when I was satisfied, I sat in the chair hit the button for the toy and watched.
It took her a minute to get started. I was going to say something, but then her fingers tips traced lightly over her stomach down her hips and upper thighs before finally landing in her slick center. “Mmmmm…” the sound made me grin; my girl was a sexual diva.
Her head turned as if she was looking at me. That was good. I would get her from all angles with the video equipment, but this way I could watch her face. The noise she was making was not doing anything to alleviate the tension in my own pants, so while her eyes were covered, I began to stroke my dick through my clothes.
Her fingers were becoming more insistent, as her breast started heaving with the effort it was taking her to breath. As her pants started to become moans and her hips moved with the motion of her fingers, I switched off the toy.
“Stop.” I could see the effort it took for her to remove her hand and the protesting groan she made, had me silently chuckling. I counted silently in my head, watching as her body returned to a somewhat normal state. Well, as normal as she can be with clamps, a toy and a spreader bar attached to her. By the time I got to twenty, she was ready to go.
“Begin” I ordered switching the toy on and grinned from her sigh of acceptance. What else could she possibly do, the only other thing was to safe word, and if she didn’t safe word with Wednesday nights activities, I doubted she would with this. But then again, Isabella often surprises me with her reactions.
However this was not one of them. She wasn’t so hesitant this time, her left hand lay directly above her pubic bone; it looked like she was pressing down on her stomach, as her right hand move hastily across her slickness. I think the bullet inside her was against her g-shot and the extra pressure from her hand was bringing on her orgasm very quickly.
She was panting and squirming in a matter of seconds and I heard her say “Ma…” I pressed the button “Stop”
“Noooo…pleasseee” she cried in protest. But her hand dropped to the bed as she clenched the comforter in her fist.
I sat back, taking a sip of water watching her as I counted in my head again, waiting for her arousal and my own to subside. When I got to twenty-seven Bella left out a huge sigh of pent up tension and relaxed. By the time I hit thirty-two she was better. I counted to thirty-seven then stood and moved to the bed. It was time for part two.
I didn’t say anything as I walked to the opposite side and started to remove the blindfold. When it was gone, I studied Bella’s face. Her eyes were closed, her lips slightly parted. There was absolutely no tension in her features and I wondered as I often did what she was thinking about. I walked back to my chair tucking the scarf in my pocket for later.
“Isabella open your eyes” she started to turn her head in my direction.
“Don’t look at me, keep your eyes straight” She bite her bottom lip, looking up into the ceiling of the bed. I knew exactly what she was seeing, as I looked in the monitor that was mounted next to me. Wide brown eyes took in the reflection of herself in the mirrors. She was stunning and I only hoped that she could see the beauty that I saw.
I gave her the instructions for this round “Keep your eyes open and watch. Do you understand?” She took a deep breath but answered quickly “Yes Master”
I leaned forward with my wrist on my knees watching her “Begin” making the toy inside her come to life. She shuttered slightly, and then traced her fingers around the clamps on her breast, sucking in a deep breath and biting her lip as she did. She started to close her eyes and I was going to remind her, but she snapped them back open and watched as one hand ran down between her breast to her stomach and the other ran upward over her thigh and navel to skim over her left breast.
Bella left out a low deep sigh of pleasure. Whether it was from the soft caress or the pain from the nipple clamp I wasn’t sure. Perhaps it was a mixture of both. Her left hand continued to trace circles over her breast and nipple while her right hand moved down between her legs. In my head I was cheering her on, yes that’s my girl, just feel it, watch yourself bring you pleasure. Her body started to move, and I could see her eyes begin to glaze over growing deeper in color. She stopped breathing through her nose instead expelling long winded exhales through her mouth.
The hand that was working her sex instead of making circles was running in a vertical line up and down over her sensitive nub. “Ohhh…God…p..pl..ple…”
She was panting again and eyes never left the reflection of her face in the mirror above her. The skin on her face and neck started to flush. There was a small v shaped crease in her forehead. Perspiration broke out on her chest and face, and her thighs started shaking. She was the most beautiful creature I have even seen.
“Plea…Mast..please…Mas..ter..” The plea was coming out in hollow pants. I clicked off the toy “Stop”
“Nooooo!!!!” she yelled in frustration. Her hands didn’t leave her body but they did stop moving. Her whole body curled in on itself like in a half fetal position. Her body tensed and shook and she fought off the arousal that had her so very close to orgasm. I was planning to do this round one more time, but I didn’t think she would be able to take it. I was watching her, mentally counting when I got to twenty-six, Bella sighed and her shoulders relaxed. At thirty-four her head laid back on the bed. At forty-one her breathing was more in control and finally at forty-nine she opened her eyes.
Her eyes had a look of determination, there was absolutely no way she was backing down from this. She looked at her own reflection and in turn the video camera with an expression of –bring it!
I couldn’t help the smug expression that came to my face and I thought I would mess with her, see just how determined she was.
“You were not to orgasm without permission” I said firmly. Bella turned her head and glared at me.
“Don’t look at me” Her head quickly went back to staring at her reflection. She was pissed and I had to squint my eyes and purse my lips to keep myself in check. Bella on the other hand was huffing through her nose like a bull fixed on a matador. Thank god I choose a blue shirt and not red. I chuckled to myself at the thought.
“Did my slut cum without permission?” I knew she didn’t and I wasn’t sure how she would like being called slut, but I figured if I was ever going to get an adverse reaction from her, it would be now. Because she was fucking mad.
“I’m waiting” Yeah I was pushing, and if she could right now she would tell me to go fuck myself, too bad for her. Bella let out a long sigh then answered.
“No Master, your slut did not cum” Well I guess that answered my question.
I got up and sat on the bed, she didn’t move at all but I could feel her eyes bore into the back of my head. I massaged her shoulders and neck, making sure she wasn’t holding any residual tension. Cupping her face with my hands, I made her to look at me, and then I bent down kissing her softly.
She responded to me as she always does. When I put my mouth close to her breast, letting my tongue flick the incased nipple, Bella sucked in a ragged breath and a shudder raced through her body. Yeah she was ready to pop. The question I had to answer was did I want her to have a punishment on our first weekend, or should I go easy on her? She answered the question for me when she sighed loudly and rolled her eyes.
“Isabella look at me” She obeyed, turning her head, meeting my eyes without a hint of defiance in her expression. Oh she hides it well, my little vixen. I made sure my voice was resolved when I talked.
“Do not take your eyes off of mine” She blinked once, twice then set her jaw and it was show time.
I didn’t move from the bed, I stayed within arm’s reach fixed my gaze on hers pressed the toy on and said “Begin”
Bella swallowed and without a hint of emotion in her eyes left out a whimper. I wasn’t watching her hands, so I have no idea what she was doing. I just kept looking into her eyes, trying to gage her reactions. I wanted to see her passion; I wanted to see how her eyes reacted to the stages of arousal.
Her jaw started to slack and I knew that soon the little v would make its appearance. Bella sucked ragged breaths through her nose – there’s the v- she started having trouble keeping her eyes focused. Her pupils became larger as her eyes glazed over.
“Shit…sh..shit…ple..plee…assee…Ma..ster …please” Her body was trembling from the tension, her eyes and face were pleading with me “Please what” I asked
“Pleeaass..eess…may…your…sl..ut..cum..Mast..er….pleasseee…?” Her voice was trembling from the effort and I almost felt sorry for her and gave in – almost. Instead I said “Stop”
Everything happened at once. I clicked off the toy, Bella’s eye grew three times bigger than they were, and I unclamped her nipples.
She sucked in a huge breath and her eyes clamped shut as she screamed out a word I had never heard. Her back arched off the bed and her legs went rigid in their restraints. Her body shook and trembled from the force of her orgasm, gasping for fresh oxygen, as a string of unidentifiable words came from her mouth.
Her whole body flushed in a pink hue. By the time she had her breathing under control and her body back on the bed, she was covered in sweat. Her eyes were still closed and she was breathing heavy through her mouth. She trembled one last time, before letting out a long exhale as a soft murmur escaped her throat. I watched her in appreciative wonder as her body started to relax, she was superb.
Soft brown eyes looked into mine as realization took hold. I looked into her eyes expectantly, Bella remained quiet however I could tell she was becoming nervous under my scrutiny because she cast her eyes down away from mine and began to chew on her lip. I was stern when I asked.
“Did I give my slut permission to cum?” She knew she was in trouble
“No Sir” I shook my head “I didn’t think I did. So, perhaps my slut should explain herself, Now”
Bella sucked in a breath “I..” I raised my eyebrows, she sighed and began again.
“Your slut is sorry Master, she couldn’t stop it” No shit she couldn’t, I don’t know anyone that could have, but I wasn’t telling her that.
“Control Isabella, It looks like you need more lessons in control” she kept her eyes diverted from me.
“As you wish Master” She still didn’t look at me. I sighed
“Enough about that, I’ll decide what your punishment is later. For now I would like to finish what I started” I watched her for a reaction, there was none. She squared her shoulders, relaxed on the bed and mentally prepared herself.
“Lift your bottom and place your hands under it, palms against the bed.” As she did that I stood up and lowered the spreader bar, removing it from her ankle restraints. I massaged her right thigh then bent the knee so her foot was flat on the bed, using the rope that is attached to the eye hooks on the side boards; I restrained her ankle once again. Doing the same with the left leg, I stood back to appraise her placement. Satisfied, I removed the scarf that was her blindfold from my pocket before removing my shirt all together.
I watched Bella’s eyes as I laid the shirt on the chair, and unbuttoned the top of my pants, before kicking off my shoes. I helped her to sit up, so I could use the scarf on her hands. Wrapping it around once and then doing two figure eights before going around one more time and tying it. Assisting Bella to lay back down with her hands under her bottom, I secured her restrained hands to the rope at the bottom of the bed. She wasn’t going anywhere. When I sat down next to her, her eyes raked over my chest, but she didn’t meet my gaze.
“Close your eyes Isabella” She closed them “Don’t move your head, I want to see your face”
She stayed still, taking a cleansing breath to prepare herself. I turned on the toy that was still inside her and Bella practically purred. My hands roamed over her body, she moaned as I grazed her breast - they are probably very sensitive at the moment – before moving lower. I ran soft trails of fingers up her thighs, pausing just before reaching her junction.
“Feel my touch Isabella, savor it” My fingers dipped into her warm, wet core. Her hips shifted, trying to get more friction.
“Control Isabella” I warned, and started the circuit all over again. This time when I reached her sex, she laid perfectly still, releasing a whimper. “Much Better Isabella”
I watch her face, as my fingers applied soft pressure to her clit. Seeing all the signs I had noticed before. I was looking for anything different; the only thing I noticed was her teeth would slide along her bottom lip. I moved my eyes off her face, to her neck, she would swallow often.
Her breasts were full and the areolas’ seemed darker, but that just might be from the breast play, I will have to look at that again. The most noticeable response was her stomach muscles were rippling. She was whimpering, but not in an aroused way, more like in a frustrated way.
“Do you need more Isabella” she practically begged “Yes Sir…please” I grinned
“Come and get it” I waited watching as her brow scrunched up, she didn’t know what I meant. I pulled my fingers away so that there was even less pressure, and she really whimpered.
“Push your ass in the air Isabella and come and get what you need” Now she knew what I meant, she shifted the weight on her feet, rising her bottom up, to meet my hand. I set a quicker pace, and watched as the muscle in her thighs stretched.
“Higher Isabella” She was so close I could feel her clit harden as her juices pour out of her.
“Higher, reach for it Isabella” Her clit was throbbing under my finger tips. Her moans and panting told me she was ready
“Open your eyes my dear one” Her eyes opened, locking on to mine, I stared in her eyes and said “Now…Cum”
She raised her ass just a smidgen more, and shook crying out “Ohhh…Mas…ter…” as she came.
My hands slowed as I was bringing her back down from the high she was just on. While her breathing came back to normal, I finished undressing and put on a condom. I watched her enough tonight, I needed to be inside her and soon.
As soon as she was able, I told her to push the bullet out of her. She used her inner muscles and a few seconds later I was using my hips to open her thighs up wider. When I entered her, she left out a moan. My arms were placed on both sides of her head, and with each thrust she would raise her bottom up off the bed to meet me.
My chest crushed to hers and my hands moved down to tilt her hips, so I could get a better angle. The sound of flesh slapping against flesh and moans filled the room. I felt the pressure building and I knew she was close, I could feel her stomach quaking underneath mine. I pulled up on her hips a little more and drove into her as deep and as hard as I could.
“Cum Isabella” her restrained thighs tighten around mine and her internal muscles contracted as her head went back in an attempt to arch her back as a muffled cry left her throat. I continued driving into her for a few more strokes before my body was racked with a tremendous orgasm that left me breathless and with shaky legs.
I collapsed on top of her enjoying the aftershocks. While I took a few deep breaths, I looked over to see Bella looking at me through half opened eyes. I kiss her forehead, before pulling out of her.
I was tired and could really use some sleep, but I have to take care of Bella first. So with a groan, I stand, throw the condom in the garbage and start the process of untying her. First the rope that secures her arms to the bed, then each ankle. I check each one as I release it, making sure that there is no bruising. When her legs are free, I help her sit up, to release her wrist.
Checking them more closely, because they were under the pressure of her body, she said that they don’t tingle so that means that the circulation was not impeded at all, and again I checked her where the ropes might have rubbed against skin. The background music changes to a new playlist, that means we been down here three hours.
Looking on the floor, I spy my boxers and I get up to put them on and then my pants, before sitting in the chair.
“Isabella present” I watched her stand and then come to my left side kneeling down. “Look at me Isabella” Her eyes came up to meet mine
“I am going to do something, which I rarely do. I’m going to give you an option.” Her eyes were wide waiting to hear what I had to say.
“Option 1. We go in that bathroom back there, I bath you and then you go to your room for the night, and you can do whatever you want in there. Read, unpack, watch TV it doesn’t matter. It’s your room do what you want, just so you get eight hours sleep and breakfast is ready by eight thirty.”
“Option 2. We go up to my bathroom, we bath together then you spend the night in my bed. Where you will be restrained, and woken up at six thirty to take Seth for a morning walk. And you will have to find sometime tomorrow to unpack, because I expect your room to be in order by noon.”
“Choose, quickly” Her eyes lit up and she spoke very confidently “Your slut chooses option two Master” I stared into her eyes, I guess she likes being called slut. We will have to talk about that at breakfast.
”Very well. Go to your closet and change into your robe. Present yourself when you are done. Be quick Isabella”
While she was changing I gathered up the supplies I used. Putting away what I could and placing what needed to be cleaned in the basket by the utility closet, for me to wash tomorrow. I then straightened the bed out, blew out the candles and while I was over by the media cabinet Bella was standing behind me. I finished what I was doing, saving the tape from tonight and turning off the power cords.
Turning around Bella was standing there as instructed but she wasn’t wearing one of my robes, she had on the one that she wore when I was at her house the other night. It was white silk and it barely covered her however, I specifically told her not to wear anything in the playroom that I did not pre-approve. Damn, should I let it go, or call her on it? It’s just a small thing, but if I let it go, then it can escalate into something bigger. I just stood there looking at her. She didn’t meet my eyes, which was good because she is not allowed to until I acknowledge her. The more I think about it, the more upset I’m getting.
I took a deep breath, and got in my strict Dom mod before saying “Isabella” gazing at her intensely.
Bella’s eye met mine -she didn’t know - I was going to have to explain it to her, and then change her plans as a punishment - Damn I really wanted her in my bed tonight.
“What are you wearing?” Her eyes glanced down at the robe that just barely covered her “look at me”
When her eyes returned to mine she was still confused, but she didn’t answer. Another good thing, because I hadn’t asked her a yes or no question, so I figured I would enlighten her.
“Did I approve that robe?” I could see her brain working but she was still not getting it.
“I’m waiting” Her brow creased and she bit her lip, I think it’s coming to her “No Master” she said quietly.
Taking a deep breath, I squared my jaw “What is the rule for attire in my playroom Isabella?”
She kept her eyes on me, and her mouth closed, good girl, take your chastisement with dignity.
“Did I or did I not specifically tell you that you are to wear nothing in my playroom that I had not approved, and that I don’t like surprises in my playroom and that you would be punished”
Tears started forming in her eyes, but they weren’t from pain or trauma, they were tears of shame and quilt. “Yes Master Bu”
“No but Isabella, I don’t want an explanation. I want obedience, especially in my playroom. Now if you show me that there is not a robe of my approval in your closet, I might let this transgression go” Bella didn’t say anything, I knew there was a robe in there, I put it there.
“Do you want to show me?” She shook her head slightly “No Sir”
Taking a deep breath; I pursed my lips, glaring at her. She was getting nervous I could see her struggle not to fidget under my gaze.
“Alright” I turned closing the video cabinet and went into the bathroom to start the tub. When I returned Bella was standing in the same spot her eyes were on the floor, a few tears streaked down her cheek. Standing in front of her I told her what her punishment would be.
“Plans have changed. We will be doing a modified option one.” She sniffled a little “After your bath, you will sit at the table doing a writing assignment and then retire to your room.” She sniffled
“As you wish Master” what I wished was for her to sleep in my bed, but all I said was “Follow”
Bella was alone in the tub, I knelt down behind her, taking the combs and pins out of her hair, with each one small tresses’ of silky brown would fall over her delicate shoulders. I then washed her hair and while the rinse was setting, I rechecked the areas on her body that had been retrained. We were very quiet, I only asked her a few questions on the condition of her muscles, when her hair was done, I helped her out, wrapping her hair in a towel placing one of my robes over her body.
She was sitting at the kitchen table working on the assignment I gave her when I came in from the yard having taken Seth out to do his business. As I came in the door, Bella looked up at me, I could tell she wanted to say something, but she remained quiet. As I moved by her, I stopped to place a kiss on top of her still damp hair.
“Are you almost done?” she nodded “Yes sir” getting her some water I placed two Tylenol on the table, and then went to take a shower.
Entering the kitchen, Bella was just closing her journal. She sat looking at it, absentmindedly petting Seth. She had a coffee mug sitting in front of her, and I wondered why she was drinking coffee before bed. As I drew closer to sit down by her, I noticed that the mug contained milk.
I didn’t say anything; I assumed she made warm milk to help her sleep. I brushed the hair from the side of her face over her shoulder. Bella looked at me with a sadness that I wished I could take away.
“I’m sorry” it was all she said in a quiet hushed voice
“I know you are.” Her eyes met mine, and she took a deep breath “Can I still walk with you in the morning?” I thought about it.
“No, that was part of option two.” her face fell and I could see new tears starting to form.
“If it’s alright with you, I’m going to go to my room now” I nodded. When she got up with her coffee mug of warm milk she stopped to look in my direction “Breakfast at eight-thirty?”
“Yes”
“Good-night Master”
“Good-night Isabella”
Seth followed Bella out the kitchen door; I picked up her journal, reading what she had written. And then feeling even worse than I did before, because she takes everything upon herself. Was it her actions that caused the punishment? Yes, it was.
But her self-esteem seems so fragile and perhaps I could have lessened the severity of the punishment, but I wanted it to stick with her so she doesn’t make the same mistake again. Well it’s done and over, tomorrow morning we can talk about some of this and about the session tonight. I usually do the after session discussion immediately, but this had to be taken care of first and she was in such a sad mood, I didn’t want to talk about anything else.
There was no light coming from under Bella’s door, and it was closed so I didn’t want to disturb her. That is her space and I wouldn’t go in without an invitation unless it was absolutely necessary.
Once I was settled in bed, I listened to the monitor. It was quiet except that every now and then I could hear some sniffling. She was crying, not a full on sob, just cleansing tears. After a few minutes her phone rang, who the hell is calling her at mid-night?
“Hello…no, I’m fine just tired” she was putting on a good front “thanks for calling, I’ll talk to you Sunday…yeah, love you too…bye” There was a shuffle and then the sound of water running in the sink, more shuffling and then nothing.
Six thirty comes faster than one would ever believe. I still had about five more finals to grade, but I really wanted to go for a run. Bella’s door was still closed, I tried to listen for movement, but I didn’t hear anything, so she was either still sleeping or she was doing something quietly.
I only had an hour to run so I could get back for breakfast, so I left. The morning was brisk, and as usual there was a light rain falling, which half way through my run felt really good. On the way back I ran past the front of Bella’s house. There was a white utility van parked on the street, the kind that a contractor would use. I figured one of her neighbors must be having some work done.
When I got home the unmistakable smell of fresh coffee and warm food invaded my senses. Walking into the kitchen with my newspaper in hand the sight that greeted me made me stop in my tracks. Bella had plugged her iPod into the port and was making breakfast while she sang along with Wake me up Inside.
She had her hair in a low pony tail, and was wearing a soft gray short set with pink trim, that fit her more like underwear. The stretchy fabric hugged her like a second skin; the top had two tiny little straps holding it up with a small little pink bow right in the middle over her breast.
Taking a deep breath, I walked in; she looked up at me from where she was cooking with a big smile.
“Good morning Master” I walked to the other side of the island wrapping her in a hug telling her good morning, before giving her a kiss. My hands ran down over every curve of her body my words came out in a growl.
“What are you wearing?” she looked perplexed “Umm pajamas” I groaned
“Baby my momma use to put me in pajamas, none of them ever looked like this” she giggle, looking at me slyly “Do want to borrow them?”
I chuckled shaking my head, before kissing her again then asked “Did you sleep well?” she didn’t have a nightmare, so that was good.
“Yes, your girl was fine” some of the smile left her face, but she seemed better this morning. I smiled at her, “Good” and I stole a piece of bacon, telling her I was going to shower.
We sat at the table drinking coffee and eating French toast, talking about nothing in particular. Half way through breakfast, it was time to talk about last night
“What did you think of last night’s session?” I asked with interest. Bella looked up “Umm…ah, it was fine?” she said with a shrug of her shoulders.
“Fine? Can you elaborate?” Scrunching her eyes, I could see her trying to formulate her thoughts, I waited taking a bite of food, and finally she spoke
“I liked it, well I liked the ending…” I grinned “…in between you drove me crazy. When you said stop after, I don’t how many times…I thought I was going to lose it.”
I picked up my coffee “You did lose it” I told her with a smug expression. She sighed “I couldn’t stop it, I tried really hard” She did try hard, but I tried harder and proved my point.
“I liked the clamps” her admission brought back to the present conversation “I’m glad I didn’t see them first, or I might have been afraid.”
“They weren’t too tight?”
“No, they started to hurt, but my God when you took them off…” She didn’t finish her thought, she didn’t have to, I knew exactly what she was going to say by the blush that was on her face.
“You liked that huh?” I said with a knowing grin. Her face grew redder and I chuckled “You owe me for that too” She was shocked “What do mean?”
“You came without permission” her face grew forlorn “Are you going to punish me again?”
“Yes” and added with a grin “But this punishment I’m going to enjoy” then I chuckled at her surprised expression. Bella huffed, and then accused “You did it on purpose, didn’t you?”making me grin.
“I don’t know what you’re talking about, I need more coffee” She sat not moving with her mouth open, as I handed her the cup with an innocent smile. When she got up to refill my coffee I continued.
“You didn’t mind me calling you slut?”
“Umm… no, it didn’t sound derogatory, i..” she didn’t get to finish her thought because a voice rang through the house.
“Yo Dude, you got some coff…wow little Bella, damn girl you got some curves” Emmet stood in the doorway, gazing at a very uncomfortable Bella.
“Emmet?” my brother finally took his eyes off her, glancing in my direction. “What are you doing here?” He continued walking.
“I need coffee and I have to drain the monster, or I aint going to make it through the Vin-man’s game” Bella was not comfortable with her state of undress that much was plain. I figured I would get rid of Emmet and then get her something to put on.
“You know where the bathroom is” trying to make him move, as I got up to go to the laundry area, to get Bella a shirt.
“Yeah dude” Emmet’s eyes raked over Bella’s form once again, she looked like a deer caught in the head lights.
“Nice” his hand motioned in a vertical direction towards her form as he went to use the bathroom off the kitchen. Bringing the shirt to her, I helped her put it on, she didn’t button it, just rolled up the sleeves, but she was covered, and much more comfortable.
“Thank you Master” she said standing on her toes to kiss my cheek. Emmet returned before I could comment “You didn’t have to get dressed for me Bella. You looked damn hot the way you were.”
I glared at my brother “Emmet!”
He held his hands up, “Alright, it’s the truth though” Clearing her throat Bella went into hostess mode.
“Emmet you said you wanted coffee? Did you want some breakfast too?” My brother sat at the table across from where I was sitting.
“That be great I had some Fruity Pebbles…” with the words Bella burst into a giggle looking at me, while Emmet continued talking “…Rosie’s not feeling too well this morning” Bella had his coffee in her hand still chuckling “I’m sorry to hear that, morning sickness?” he took his coffee, giving her a strange look.
“What’s so funny” Bella shook her head, but I broke in to explain “Isabella has an aversion to Fruity Pebbles”
As a plate of food was placed in front of him Bella added “They are just sugar coated cardboard” quoting me, mockingly I might add. I was going to call her on it, but Emmet grumbled.
“Yeah, but they sure do taste good” I chuckled and gave her a wink. She went to pick up her plate, and I grabbed her arm.
“What are you doing?” I wasn’t sure if she was warming it up or throwing it out “I was just going to start clearing the table”
I shook my head “Isabella warm that up then sit down and finish eating” Her eyes dropped to her plate “but..”
There was no buts’ she needed to eat, to keep up her strength “Isabella” I said sternly, because I meant it and she must have realized I wasn’t messing around because her eyes didn’t meet mine when she said “Yes Sir”
Emmet watched our exchange with interest, eyeing Bella’s collar before she went to the microwave. My attention was back to my brother “So... morning sickness?”
He nodded while he chewed, taking a drink of coffee “Yeah, I feel bad for her. She lays in bed for an hour sucking down dry crackers, and still looks green”
The buttons on the microwave binged as Bella retrieved her breakfast “Do the cracker’s help?” she asked
“Yeah they help, they help with getting my bed full of fucking crumbs” She snickered and I laughed “Not funny, I’ll bring some crackers over here and dump them in your bed, see how you like it.”
“Leah would sip warm ginger ale, she said that helped” As Bella sat down she continued with suggestions “There is also that band that goes on the wrist. It has a little ball that presses on the back of the wrist” Emmet was confused “What does that do?” She swallowed a bite of food “It works like acupressure and supposedly it helps”
I was glad she seemed more comfortable and was eating “I heard about those” I added as Bella continued “It can’t hurt and even if it’s psychological, if it helps, she might feel better and you won’t have crumbs in your bed anymore” I chuckled
“Where do I get one of those bands” Emmet asked with real interest before sticking a piece of bacon in his mouth. “I guess at the maternity store, or the holistic store might carry them.” she added
“Holy what?” I grinned at my brother “Holistic – The all natural store” I explained.
“Ohhh..” he looked at Bella “how do you know so much about this, are you sure you weren’t knocked up?”
“I’m sure; however I have a friends who were knocked up. We’re woman we talk” Emmet grumbled “Don’t I know it. Women talk about everything”
Emmet fixed his eyes on me, tilting his head in Bella’s direction “Little Bella here can probably tell you how big my dick is”
Bella spit out the coffee she was drinking and started coughing, glaring at Emmet as she was reaching for her napkin.
“You know Bella don’t ya? I know my Rosie, she likes to brag” he said with pure conviction. I laughed as I watched Bella’s face turn bright red making me chuckle.
“Ok Emmet, that’s enough” He laughed “Come on let me make her blush some more, this is fun”
We sat for a about a half an hour, Bella ate most of her food, looking to me for approval. I smiled at her with a single nod. She took the plates over to the counter bringing the coffee pot over to refill our cups. We thanked her and as Emmet finished off his coffee we made plans for him and Rose to come here for dinner and then we all go to the club together. That worked out well, that way Bella would have Rose with her and maybe she wouldn’t be so anxious about going.
Emmet was getting ready to go, and I told him to wait, that I would walk out with him. I brought over a few pieces of paper and a pen. With an evil grin I explained to her what she had to do.
“Time to pay up Isabella” she gazed at me in confusion
“For your slip up” understanding dawned on her face. I wrote the sentence out on the top margin, then placed the papers in front of her “Fifty times, make it neat, any I can’t read don’t count” she bite her lip reading the sentence then blushed.
Emmet chuckled “Must be a good one”
Bending down I kissed Bella on the cheek “have fun my pet” I whispered in her ear with a grin. She gaped at me as I took her hands pulling her from her seat. I kissed her telling her my plans and that I would be back in about an hour and her writing should be done and left on the table.
Emmet thanked her for breakfast as we left together. Climbing on his bike he asked “So when did the collar come out?”
“Last night” He nodded
“Does she blush like that all the time?” I nodded chuckling “Yeah she does, it’s so fucking cute.” he smirked starting the bike
“Better you than me little brother, I’d be walking around with constant wood” I smiled because that’s the exact effect she has on me. “See ya tonight Edward” and he left
Imagination
“…….and I feel honored to call you Master”
Eight words, that’s all they are. When each is said alone, they are just words, but strung together, they said everything. I wanted this night to be special for her. She turned around and inadvertently made it special for me.
First by the way she responds to me how she finds peace and tranquility from the simplest touch. Bella called me Master twice, the word just coming out of her mouth, it wasn’t forced it was heartfelt. The first time, I wasn’t sure I heard her correctly. After the second one, greedy bastard that I am, I wanted her to say it more.
But she didn’t. As I think about it, I believe that was nerves from my pointing out the video camera. I knew she saw it, and she must have figured because it was out, I would be using it. She had marked that she didn’t have a problem with video, even so whenever something new occurs it causes anxiety, that’s understandable. But she trusts me when I say that no one but the two of us will see the videos, unless she agrees to it. After accepting my collar, I asked her if she had anything to say. I don’t know what I was expecting; it surly wasn’t what I heard.
When she said “…and I feel honored to call you Master” I couldn’t wait to get her in my arms. That’s exactly what I did. Telling her to stand, I wrapped my arms around her, and kissed her as passionately as I could. In that instant I thought the hell with training, take her to your bed Edward and make sweet love to her all night. But I couldn’t do that, no matter how much I wanted to, she was depending on me. So control was the word of the night, I just vowed to put her wellbeing above my own. The sweet love making would just have to wait.
Stepping away from her I took a deep breath getting my focus back. “You make me very proud Isabella, but we have a lot to do. So let’s get started” Her eyes were down as she replied
“As you wish Master” Fuck, if I could only do what I wished.
“Follow” I lead her over to the bed. “Kneel” she complied. While she was waiting by the bed, I went over to gather the supplies I would be using. Glancing over my shoulder Bella, was still in the same position waiting for her instructions.
Standing behind Bella my hand ran over her shoulder “Isabella stand” As she did I moved so I was in front of her.
“Tonight we are going to work on your control, which is something that you need to improve upon. So we will work on it tonight and tomorrow and the night after that, and we will keep working on it until you have it mastered.”
She kept quiet with her eyes on the floor. I walked behind her, taking the blindfold and wrapping it around her eyes twice, before tying it by her left temple. Placing her hands on the bed post I told her to hold on to it. Then watched as she clasps the wooden structure like it was her lifeline.
Taking the bullet, I applied a small amount of lube to the top, working it half way down before placing it back on the tray until I was ready for it.
“Spread your legs Isabella” As her legs opened her back arched slightly; I needed more access “Wider” Once I had ample room my hand ran through her sex, as always she was wet. As my hand drew over her clit, my fingers lingered there rubbing small circles around the nerve filled nub. Her hips instinctually jetted towards my hand. I swatted her thigh with the crop
“Hold still, you will learn control one way or another”. At that she stilled, drawing in a deep breath and biting her bottom lip. When she left out a whimper, my hand moved away from her clit and slide down slick folds. After a few passes, I went back to working on her nub of nerves.
“Don’t move Isabella” I said the words forcefully in her ear. A whine of protest escaped her mouth, but she held still. I could see her starting to struggle so I left my hand sink down and plunged two fingers inside of her.
“Ahhh…” God, I love the noises she makes. I did this routine several more times, each time paying longer attention to her clit and then plunging harder and faster inside of her. After the fourth round Bella was whimpering, making breathy wanton noises that were going straight to my dick. Her stomach muscles were clenching and her thighs were stiff as a board while her fingers were turning white from squeezing the bed post. But she held still.
Removing my hand from her body caused her to leave out a sigh. I couldn’t tell if it was from relief or frustration either way it didn’t matter, she did well. My hand ran up her stomach, and over her breast, as I pulled her body into mine.
“Relax Isabella” as her upper body used mine for support I was more aware of the fact that a small sheen of sweat covered her. She was working hard to keep still, and she deserved a reward. “That’s it my dearest. You did very well. I’m proud of you” My lips touch her cheek and lingered as her body responded to my words and my touch.
After a minute of allowing her to rest I had her return to holding the post. This time I slipped the bullet inside her. She took in a quick gust of air exhaling slowly. Then I hit the button on the controller in my hand making the bullet come to life. “Ohhhh…” was the long and breathy sound.
“You did so well my pet. Shall we try again?” Bella swallowed hard and answered “As you wish Master” I grinned then skimmed my nose over her shoulder blade.
“Mmm…yes, as I wish” the words came out is long hushed forced syllables. Bella whimpered as the air from my speaking rushed over her sensitive skin. My hands moved to her breast, stroking, kneading, and caressing her delectable mounds. I could see her begin to respond to the stimulation, so while my left hand rolled her nipple between my fingers, my right hand slid down to stroke her sex once again.
The noise that left her throat was beyond words and I was so glad I was recording this, so I could hear it again. Bella started panting, the muscles in her arms and shoulders contracting. Her stomach was so tense under my arm, I could feel it rippling. The wanton noises were becoming louder and her breathing labored. She was close so very close. My hands dropped and I shut of toy off inside of her. This time there was no mistaking the frustrated cry that came from her, and I grinned, because yes, I am an evil bastard.
“Relax Isabella” It didn’t take any coaxing, she was leaning on my body in an instant. My chin rested on her shoulder as my right hand now worked on her other breast. The smell of her arousal was covering my hand and I so desperately wanted to taste it. She continued to relax into me. The hand that was on her breast came up to her lips.
“Do you smell your sweet fragrance?” She breathes in deep “Yes Master”
“If I allow you a taste, would you share?” She took a ragged breath “Yes Master”
My hand came up to her lips, she licked my fingers swirling her tongue around them before sucking them into her mouth, effectively cleaning them of her juices. My god she was exceptional. The feel of my fingers in her mouth, reminded me of how she takes my dick and I had to restrain myself from groaning. When she was done, my mouth replaced my hand, and the mixture of her juices and her mouth was heavenly. When I pulled back, her face was serene, and the words left her mouth without any hesitation .
“Thank you Master” I kissed her cheek “Your welcome my pet”
Her stability had returned, and I could use both hands on her breast. It didn’t take long, before she was arching her back and wanting more. I slapped the underside of her left breast with some force growling out “Hold still”
Bella stiffened for a split second then relaxed again, as I continued placing my attention to her nipples. Retrieving the set of clamps from the tray, I attached the left one first, enjoying the whimper that she made. After the second one was on, I stood behind her.
“Isabella, count to ten slowly” There was a quiet moment as she started counting; with each number I tightened the clamp. By the time she was at four the tension in her voice told me that it was tight enough. She relaxed once she realized that I stopped adding tension to the clamp. By the time she was at ten, both clamps were in place, and I had a starting point for her.
Guiding her to the side of the bed, I had her sit on the edge, while I attached the ankle restraints. Once they were safely in place I stood and looked at her. Her back was straight, her arms at her sides, there was no tension in her body, and she seemed to be handling the clamps well.
I ran my finger around the areola, and listened as she sucked in a breath, telling me the clamps were creating the sensation that I desired. I pressed the button and the toy inside her came back on, making her jump. I sighed heavily letting her know my disappointment, before turning it back off and retrieving the spreader bar.
As I knelt down to attach it to the restraints I hit the button again. This time she only flinched. I left it on while I attached one of her ankles, but then turned it off again. With the bar attached, I reached above her, pulling the black silk rope from the hook in the ceiling of the bed. Before I attached it to the bar, I hit the button one more time and was reward with complete stillness.
“Much better Isabella” I said with pride. The toy inside her continued to vibrate as I situated her on the lower half of the bed, tugging on the rope until her ankles were about three feet higher than her body. When that was in place I switch off the toy again, and enjoyed the whimper she made at the loss. It was time for instructions.
“Isabella, your hands are free for a reason. You are to try to bring yourself to orgasm as quickly as you can” I left the words sink in before I continued “However since your orgasms belong to me, you need my permission to cum”
I walked over to get a bottle of water, as I left that thought linger in her mind. “If at anytime I say –Stop- Your hands are to drop to the bed immediately. Do you understand?”
Her voice was normal as she spoke “Yes Master” I took in another view of her, making sure there wasn’t too much tension in her thighs or ankles, when I was satisfied, I sat in the chair hit the button for the toy and watched.
It took her a minute to get started. I was going to say something, but then her fingers tips traced lightly over her stomach down her hips and upper thighs before finally landing in her slick center. “Mmmmm…” the sound made me grin; my girl was a sexual diva.
Her head turned as if she was looking at me. That was good. I would get her from all angles with the video equipment, but this way I could watch her face. The noise she was making was not doing anything to alleviate the tension in my own pants, so while her eyes were covered, I began to stroke my dick through my clothes.
Her fingers were becoming more insistent, as her breast started heaving with the effort it was taking her to breath. As her pants started to become moans and her hips moved with the motion of her fingers, I switched off the toy.
“Stop.” I could see the effort it took for her to remove her hand and the protesting groan she made, had me silently chuckling. I counted silently in my head, watching as her body returned to a somewhat normal state. Well, as normal as she can be with clamps, a toy and a spreader bar attached to her. By the time I got to twenty, she was ready to go.
“Begin” I ordered switching the toy on and grinned from her sigh of acceptance. What else could she possibly do, the only other thing was to safe word, and if she didn’t safe word with Wednesday nights activities, I doubted she would with this. But then again, Isabella often surprises me with her reactions.
However this was not one of them. She wasn’t so hesitant this time, her left hand lay directly above her pubic bone; it looked like she was pressing down on her stomach, as her right hand move hastily across her slickness. I think the bullet inside her was against her g-shot and the extra pressure from her hand was bringing on her orgasm very quickly.
She was panting and squirming in a matter of seconds and I heard her say “Ma…” I pressed the button “Stop”
“Noooo…pleasseee” she cried in protest. But her hand dropped to the bed as she clenched the comforter in her fist.
I sat back, taking a sip of water watching her as I counted in my head again, waiting for her arousal and my own to subside. When I got to twenty-seven Bella left out a huge sigh of pent up tension and relaxed. By the time I hit thirty-two she was better. I counted to thirty-seven then stood and moved to the bed. It was time for part two.
I didn’t say anything as I walked to the opposite side and started to remove the blindfold. When it was gone, I studied Bella’s face. Her eyes were closed, her lips slightly parted. There was absolutely no tension in her features and I wondered as I often did what she was thinking about. I walked back to my chair tucking the scarf in my pocket for later.
“Isabella open your eyes” she started to turn her head in my direction.
“Don’t look at me, keep your eyes straight” She bite her bottom lip, looking up into the ceiling of the bed. I knew exactly what she was seeing, as I looked in the monitor that was mounted next to me. Wide brown eyes took in the reflection of herself in the mirrors. She was stunning and I only hoped that she could see the beauty that I saw.
I gave her the instructions for this round “Keep your eyes open and watch. Do you understand?” She took a deep breath but answered quickly “Yes Master”
I leaned forward with my wrist on my knees watching her “Begin” making the toy inside her come to life. She shuttered slightly, and then traced her fingers around the clamps on her breast, sucking in a deep breath and biting her lip as she did. She started to close her eyes and I was going to remind her, but she snapped them back open and watched as one hand ran down between her breast to her stomach and the other ran upward over her thigh and navel to skim over her left breast.
Bella left out a low deep sigh of pleasure. Whether it was from the soft caress or the pain from the nipple clamp I wasn’t sure. Perhaps it was a mixture of both. Her left hand continued to trace circles over her breast and nipple while her right hand moved down between her legs. In my head I was cheering her on, yes that’s my girl, just feel it, watch yourself bring you pleasure. Her body started to move, and I could see her eyes begin to glaze over growing deeper in color. She stopped breathing through her nose instead expelling long winded exhales through her mouth.
The hand that was working her sex instead of making circles was running in a vertical line up and down over her sensitive nub. “Ohhh…God…p..pl..ple…”
She was panting again and eyes never left the reflection of her face in the mirror above her. The skin on her face and neck started to flush. There was a small v shaped crease in her forehead. Perspiration broke out on her chest and face, and her thighs started shaking. She was the most beautiful creature I have even seen.
“Plea…Mast..please…Mas..ter..” The plea was coming out in hollow pants. I clicked off the toy “Stop”
“Nooooo!!!!” she yelled in frustration. Her hands didn’t leave her body but they did stop moving. Her whole body curled in on itself like in a half fetal position. Her body tensed and shook and she fought off the arousal that had her so very close to orgasm. I was planning to do this round one more time, but I didn’t think she would be able to take it. I was watching her, mentally counting when I got to twenty-six, Bella sighed and her shoulders relaxed. At thirty-four her head laid back on the bed. At forty-one her breathing was more in control and finally at forty-nine she opened her eyes.
Her eyes had a look of determination, there was absolutely no way she was backing down from this. She looked at her own reflection and in turn the video camera with an expression of –bring it!
I couldn’t help the smug expression that came to my face and I thought I would mess with her, see just how determined she was.
“You were not to orgasm without permission” I said firmly. Bella turned her head and glared at me.
“Don’t look at me” Her head quickly went back to staring at her reflection. She was pissed and I had to squint my eyes and purse my lips to keep myself in check. Bella on the other hand was huffing through her nose like a bull fixed on a matador. Thank god I choose a blue shirt and not red. I chuckled to myself at the thought.
“Did my slut cum without permission?” I knew she didn’t and I wasn’t sure how she would like being called slut, but I figured if I was ever going to get an adverse reaction from her, it would be now. Because she was fucking mad.
“I’m waiting” Yeah I was pushing, and if she could right now she would tell me to go fuck myself, too bad for her. Bella let out a long sigh then answered.
“No Master, your slut did not cum” Well I guess that answered my question.
I got up and sat on the bed, she didn’t move at all but I could feel her eyes bore into the back of my head. I massaged her shoulders and neck, making sure she wasn’t holding any residual tension. Cupping her face with my hands, I made her to look at me, and then I bent down kissing her softly.
She responded to me as she always does. When I put my mouth close to her breast, letting my tongue flick the incased nipple, Bella sucked in a ragged breath and a shudder raced through her body. Yeah she was ready to pop. The question I had to answer was did I want her to have a punishment on our first weekend, or should I go easy on her? She answered the question for me when she sighed loudly and rolled her eyes.
“Isabella look at me” She obeyed, turning her head, meeting my eyes without a hint of defiance in her expression. Oh she hides it well, my little vixen. I made sure my voice was resolved when I talked.
“Do not take your eyes off of mine” She blinked once, twice then set her jaw and it was show time.
I didn’t move from the bed, I stayed within arm’s reach fixed my gaze on hers pressed the toy on and said “Begin”
Bella swallowed and without a hint of emotion in her eyes left out a whimper. I wasn’t watching her hands, so I have no idea what she was doing. I just kept looking into her eyes, trying to gage her reactions. I wanted to see her passion; I wanted to see how her eyes reacted to the stages of arousal.
Her jaw started to slack and I knew that soon the little v would make its appearance. Bella sucked ragged breaths through her nose – there’s the v- she started having trouble keeping her eyes focused. Her pupils became larger as her eyes glazed over.
“Shit…sh..shit…ple..plee…assee…Ma..ster …please” Her body was trembling from the tension, her eyes and face were pleading with me “Please what” I asked
“Pleeaass..eess…may…your…sl..ut..cum..Mast..er….pleasseee…?” Her voice was trembling from the effort and I almost felt sorry for her and gave in – almost. Instead I said “Stop”
Everything happened at once. I clicked off the toy, Bella’s eye grew three times bigger than they were, and I unclamped her nipples.
She sucked in a huge breath and her eyes clamped shut as she screamed out a word I had never heard. Her back arched off the bed and her legs went rigid in their restraints. Her body shook and trembled from the force of her orgasm, gasping for fresh oxygen, as a string of unidentifiable words came from her mouth.
Her whole body flushed in a pink hue. By the time she had her breathing under control and her body back on the bed, she was covered in sweat. Her eyes were still closed and she was breathing heavy through her mouth. She trembled one last time, before letting out a long exhale as a soft murmur escaped her throat. I watched her in appreciative wonder as her body started to relax, she was superb.
Soft brown eyes looked into mine as realization took hold. I looked into her eyes expectantly, Bella remained quiet however I could tell she was becoming nervous under my scrutiny because she cast her eyes down away from mine and began to chew on her lip. I was stern when I asked.
“Did I give my slut permission to cum?” She knew she was in trouble
“No Sir” I shook my head “I didn’t think I did. So, perhaps my slut should explain herself, Now”
Bella sucked in a breath “I..” I raised my eyebrows, she sighed and began again.
“Your slut is sorry Master, she couldn’t stop it” No shit she couldn’t, I don’t know anyone that could have, but I wasn’t telling her that.
“Control Isabella, It looks like you need more lessons in control” she kept her eyes diverted from me.
“As you wish Master” She still didn’t look at me. I sighed
“Enough about that, I’ll decide what your punishment is later. For now I would like to finish what I started” I watched her for a reaction, there was none. She squared her shoulders, relaxed on the bed and mentally prepared herself.
“Lift your bottom and place your hands under it, palms against the bed.” As she did that I stood up and lowered the spreader bar, removing it from her ankle restraints. I massaged her right thigh then bent the knee so her foot was flat on the bed, using the rope that is attached to the eye hooks on the side boards; I restrained her ankle once again. Doing the same with the left leg, I stood back to appraise her placement. Satisfied, I removed the scarf that was her blindfold from my pocket before removing my shirt all together.
I watched Bella’s eyes as I laid the shirt on the chair, and unbuttoned the top of my pants, before kicking off my shoes. I helped her to sit up, so I could use the scarf on her hands. Wrapping it around once and then doing two figure eights before going around one more time and tying it. Assisting Bella to lay back down with her hands under her bottom, I secured her restrained hands to the rope at the bottom of the bed. She wasn’t going anywhere. When I sat down next to her, her eyes raked over my chest, but she didn’t meet my gaze.
“Close your eyes Isabella” She closed them “Don’t move your head, I want to see your face”
She stayed still, taking a cleansing breath to prepare herself. I turned on the toy that was still inside her and Bella practically purred. My hands roamed over her body, she moaned as I grazed her breast - they are probably very sensitive at the moment – before moving lower. I ran soft trails of fingers up her thighs, pausing just before reaching her junction.
“Feel my touch Isabella, savor it” My fingers dipped into her warm, wet core. Her hips shifted, trying to get more friction.
“Control Isabella” I warned, and started the circuit all over again. This time when I reached her sex, she laid perfectly still, releasing a whimper. “Much Better Isabella”
I watch her face, as my fingers applied soft pressure to her clit. Seeing all the signs I had noticed before. I was looking for anything different; the only thing I noticed was her teeth would slide along her bottom lip. I moved my eyes off her face, to her neck, she would swallow often.
Her breasts were full and the areolas’ seemed darker, but that just might be from the breast play, I will have to look at that again. The most noticeable response was her stomach muscles were rippling. She was whimpering, but not in an aroused way, more like in a frustrated way.
“Do you need more Isabella” she practically begged “Yes Sir…please” I grinned
“Come and get it” I waited watching as her brow scrunched up, she didn’t know what I meant. I pulled my fingers away so that there was even less pressure, and she really whimpered.
“Push your ass in the air Isabella and come and get what you need” Now she knew what I meant, she shifted the weight on her feet, rising her bottom up, to meet my hand. I set a quicker pace, and watched as the muscle in her thighs stretched.
“Higher Isabella” She was so close I could feel her clit harden as her juices pour out of her.
“Higher, reach for it Isabella” Her clit was throbbing under my finger tips. Her moans and panting told me she was ready
“Open your eyes my dear one” Her eyes opened, locking on to mine, I stared in her eyes and said “Now…Cum”
She raised her ass just a smidgen more, and shook crying out “Ohhh…Mas…ter…” as she came.
My hands slowed as I was bringing her back down from the high she was just on. While her breathing came back to normal, I finished undressing and put on a condom. I watched her enough tonight, I needed to be inside her and soon.
As soon as she was able, I told her to push the bullet out of her. She used her inner muscles and a few seconds later I was using my hips to open her thighs up wider. When I entered her, she left out a moan. My arms were placed on both sides of her head, and with each thrust she would raise her bottom up off the bed to meet me.
My chest crushed to hers and my hands moved down to tilt her hips, so I could get a better angle. The sound of flesh slapping against flesh and moans filled the room. I felt the pressure building and I knew she was close, I could feel her stomach quaking underneath mine. I pulled up on her hips a little more and drove into her as deep and as hard as I could.
“Cum Isabella” her restrained thighs tighten around mine and her internal muscles contracted as her head went back in an attempt to arch her back as a muffled cry left her throat. I continued driving into her for a few more strokes before my body was racked with a tremendous orgasm that left me breathless and with shaky legs.
I collapsed on top of her enjoying the aftershocks. While I took a few deep breaths, I looked over to see Bella looking at me through half opened eyes. I kiss her forehead, before pulling out of her.
I was tired and could really use some sleep, but I have to take care of Bella first. So with a groan, I stand, throw the condom in the garbage and start the process of untying her. First the rope that secures her arms to the bed, then each ankle. I check each one as I release it, making sure that there is no bruising. When her legs are free, I help her sit up, to release her wrist.
Checking them more closely, because they were under the pressure of her body, she said that they don’t tingle so that means that the circulation was not impeded at all, and again I checked her where the ropes might have rubbed against skin. The background music changes to a new playlist, that means we been down here three hours.
Looking on the floor, I spy my boxers and I get up to put them on and then my pants, before sitting in the chair.
“Isabella present” I watched her stand and then come to my left side kneeling down. “Look at me Isabella” Her eyes came up to meet mine
“I am going to do something, which I rarely do. I’m going to give you an option.” Her eyes were wide waiting to hear what I had to say.
“Option 1. We go in that bathroom back there, I bath you and then you go to your room for the night, and you can do whatever you want in there. Read, unpack, watch TV it doesn’t matter. It’s your room do what you want, just so you get eight hours sleep and breakfast is ready by eight thirty.”
“Option 2. We go up to my bathroom, we bath together then you spend the night in my bed. Where you will be restrained, and woken up at six thirty to take Seth for a morning walk. And you will have to find sometime tomorrow to unpack, because I expect your room to be in order by noon.”
“Choose, quickly” Her eyes lit up and she spoke very confidently “Your slut chooses option two Master” I stared into her eyes, I guess she likes being called slut. We will have to talk about that at breakfast.
”Very well. Go to your closet and change into your robe. Present yourself when you are done. Be quick Isabella”
While she was changing I gathered up the supplies I used. Putting away what I could and placing what needed to be cleaned in the basket by the utility closet, for me to wash tomorrow. I then straightened the bed out, blew out the candles and while I was over by the media cabinet Bella was standing behind me. I finished what I was doing, saving the tape from tonight and turning off the power cords.
Turning around Bella was standing there as instructed but she wasn’t wearing one of my robes, she had on the one that she wore when I was at her house the other night. It was white silk and it barely covered her however, I specifically told her not to wear anything in the playroom that I did not pre-approve. Damn, should I let it go, or call her on it? It’s just a small thing, but if I let it go, then it can escalate into something bigger. I just stood there looking at her. She didn’t meet my eyes, which was good because she is not allowed to until I acknowledge her. The more I think about it, the more upset I’m getting.
I took a deep breath, and got in my strict Dom mod before saying “Isabella” gazing at her intensely.
Bella’s eye met mine -she didn’t know - I was going to have to explain it to her, and then change her plans as a punishment - Damn I really wanted her in my bed tonight.
“What are you wearing?” Her eyes glanced down at the robe that just barely covered her “look at me”
When her eyes returned to mine she was still confused, but she didn’t answer. Another good thing, because I hadn’t asked her a yes or no question, so I figured I would enlighten her.
“Did I approve that robe?” I could see her brain working but she was still not getting it.
“I’m waiting” Her brow creased and she bit her lip, I think it’s coming to her “No Master” she said quietly.
Taking a deep breath, I squared my jaw “What is the rule for attire in my playroom Isabella?”
She kept her eyes on me, and her mouth closed, good girl, take your chastisement with dignity.
“Did I or did I not specifically tell you that you are to wear nothing in my playroom that I had not approved, and that I don’t like surprises in my playroom and that you would be punished”
Tears started forming in her eyes, but they weren’t from pain or trauma, they were tears of shame and quilt. “Yes Master Bu”
“No but Isabella, I don’t want an explanation. I want obedience, especially in my playroom. Now if you show me that there is not a robe of my approval in your closet, I might let this transgression go” Bella didn’t say anything, I knew there was a robe in there, I put it there.
“Do you want to show me?” She shook her head slightly “No Sir”
Taking a deep breath; I pursed my lips, glaring at her. She was getting nervous I could see her struggle not to fidget under my gaze.
“Alright” I turned closing the video cabinet and went into the bathroom to start the tub. When I returned Bella was standing in the same spot her eyes were on the floor, a few tears streaked down her cheek. Standing in front of her I told her what her punishment would be.
“Plans have changed. We will be doing a modified option one.” She sniffled a little “After your bath, you will sit at the table doing a writing assignment and then retire to your room.” She sniffled
“As you wish Master” what I wished was for her to sleep in my bed, but all I said was “Follow”
Bella was alone in the tub, I knelt down behind her, taking the combs and pins out of her hair, with each one small tresses’ of silky brown would fall over her delicate shoulders. I then washed her hair and while the rinse was setting, I rechecked the areas on her body that had been retrained. We were very quiet, I only asked her a few questions on the condition of her muscles, when her hair was done, I helped her out, wrapping her hair in a towel placing one of my robes over her body.
She was sitting at the kitchen table working on the assignment I gave her when I came in from the yard having taken Seth out to do his business. As I came in the door, Bella looked up at me, I could tell she wanted to say something, but she remained quiet. As I moved by her, I stopped to place a kiss on top of her still damp hair.
“Are you almost done?” she nodded “Yes sir” getting her some water I placed two Tylenol on the table, and then went to take a shower.
Entering the kitchen, Bella was just closing her journal. She sat looking at it, absentmindedly petting Seth. She had a coffee mug sitting in front of her, and I wondered why she was drinking coffee before bed. As I drew closer to sit down by her, I noticed that the mug contained milk.
I didn’t say anything; I assumed she made warm milk to help her sleep. I brushed the hair from the side of her face over her shoulder. Bella looked at me with a sadness that I wished I could take away.
“I’m sorry” it was all she said in a quiet hushed voice
“I know you are.” Her eyes met mine, and she took a deep breath “Can I still walk with you in the morning?” I thought about it.
“No, that was part of option two.” her face fell and I could see new tears starting to form.
“If it’s alright with you, I’m going to go to my room now” I nodded. When she got up with her coffee mug of warm milk she stopped to look in my direction “Breakfast at eight-thirty?”
“Yes”
“Good-night Master”
“Good-night Isabella”
Seth followed Bella out the kitchen door; I picked up her journal, reading what she had written. And then feeling even worse than I did before, because she takes everything upon herself. Was it her actions that caused the punishment? Yes, it was.
But her self-esteem seems so fragile and perhaps I could have lessened the severity of the punishment, but I wanted it to stick with her so she doesn’t make the same mistake again. Well it’s done and over, tomorrow morning we can talk about some of this and about the session tonight. I usually do the after session discussion immediately, but this had to be taken care of first and she was in such a sad mood, I didn’t want to talk about anything else.
There was no light coming from under Bella’s door, and it was closed so I didn’t want to disturb her. That is her space and I wouldn’t go in without an invitation unless it was absolutely necessary.
Once I was settled in bed, I listened to the monitor. It was quiet except that every now and then I could hear some sniffling. She was crying, not a full on sob, just cleansing tears. After a few minutes her phone rang, who the hell is calling her at mid-night?
“Hello…no, I’m fine just tired” she was putting on a good front “thanks for calling, I’ll talk to you Sunday…yeah, love you too…bye” There was a shuffle and then the sound of water running in the sink, more shuffling and then nothing.
Six thirty comes faster than one would ever believe. I still had about five more finals to grade, but I really wanted to go for a run. Bella’s door was still closed, I tried to listen for movement, but I didn’t hear anything, so she was either still sleeping or she was doing something quietly.
I only had an hour to run so I could get back for breakfast, so I left. The morning was brisk, and as usual there was a light rain falling, which half way through my run felt really good. On the way back I ran past the front of Bella’s house. There was a white utility van parked on the street, the kind that a contractor would use. I figured one of her neighbors must be having some work done.
When I got home the unmistakable smell of fresh coffee and warm food invaded my senses. Walking into the kitchen with my newspaper in hand the sight that greeted me made me stop in my tracks. Bella had plugged her iPod into the port and was making breakfast while she sang along with Wake me up Inside.
She had her hair in a low pony tail, and was wearing a soft gray short set with pink trim, that fit her more like underwear. The stretchy fabric hugged her like a second skin; the top had two tiny little straps holding it up with a small little pink bow right in the middle over her breast.
Taking a deep breath, I walked in; she looked up at me from where she was cooking with a big smile.
“Good morning Master” I walked to the other side of the island wrapping her in a hug telling her good morning, before giving her a kiss. My hands ran down over every curve of her body my words came out in a growl.
“What are you wearing?” she looked perplexed “Umm pajamas” I groaned
“Baby my momma use to put me in pajamas, none of them ever looked like this” she giggle, looking at me slyly “Do want to borrow them?”
I chuckled shaking my head, before kissing her again then asked “Did you sleep well?” she didn’t have a nightmare, so that was good.
“Yes, your girl was fine” some of the smile left her face, but she seemed better this morning. I smiled at her, “Good” and I stole a piece of bacon, telling her I was going to shower.
We sat at the table drinking coffee and eating French toast, talking about nothing in particular. Half way through breakfast, it was time to talk about last night
“What did you think of last night’s session?” I asked with interest. Bella looked up “Umm…ah, it was fine?” she said with a shrug of her shoulders.
“Fine? Can you elaborate?” Scrunching her eyes, I could see her trying to formulate her thoughts, I waited taking a bite of food, and finally she spoke
“I liked it, well I liked the ending…” I grinned “…in between you drove me crazy. When you said stop after, I don’t how many times…I thought I was going to lose it.”
I picked up my coffee “You did lose it” I told her with a smug expression. She sighed “I couldn’t stop it, I tried really hard” She did try hard, but I tried harder and proved my point.
“I liked the clamps” her admission brought back to the present conversation “I’m glad I didn’t see them first, or I might have been afraid.”
“They weren’t too tight?”
“No, they started to hurt, but my God when you took them off…” She didn’t finish her thought, she didn’t have to, I knew exactly what she was going to say by the blush that was on her face.
“You liked that huh?” I said with a knowing grin. Her face grew redder and I chuckled “You owe me for that too” She was shocked “What do mean?”
“You came without permission” her face grew forlorn “Are you going to punish me again?”
“Yes” and added with a grin “But this punishment I’m going to enjoy” then I chuckled at her surprised expression. Bella huffed, and then accused “You did it on purpose, didn’t you?”making me grin.
“I don’t know what you’re talking about, I need more coffee” She sat not moving with her mouth open, as I handed her the cup with an innocent smile. When she got up to refill my coffee I continued.
“You didn’t mind me calling you slut?”
“Umm… no, it didn’t sound derogatory, i..” she didn’t get to finish her thought because a voice rang through the house.
“Yo Dude, you got some coff…wow little Bella, damn girl you got some curves” Emmet stood in the doorway, gazing at a very uncomfortable Bella.
“Emmet?” my brother finally took his eyes off her, glancing in my direction. “What are you doing here?” He continued walking.
“I need coffee and I have to drain the monster, or I aint going to make it through the Vin-man’s game” Bella was not comfortable with her state of undress that much was plain. I figured I would get rid of Emmet and then get her something to put on.
“You know where the bathroom is” trying to make him move, as I got up to go to the laundry area, to get Bella a shirt.
“Yeah dude” Emmet’s eyes raked over Bella’s form once again, she looked like a deer caught in the head lights.
“Nice” his hand motioned in a vertical direction towards her form as he went to use the bathroom off the kitchen. Bringing the shirt to her, I helped her put it on, she didn’t button it, just rolled up the sleeves, but she was covered, and much more comfortable.
“Thank you Master” she said standing on her toes to kiss my cheek. Emmet returned before I could comment “You didn’t have to get dressed for me Bella. You looked damn hot the way you were.”
I glared at my brother “Emmet!”
He held his hands up, “Alright, it’s the truth though” Clearing her throat Bella went into hostess mode.
“Emmet you said you wanted coffee? Did you want some breakfast too?” My brother sat at the table across from where I was sitting.
“That be great I had some Fruity Pebbles…” with the words Bella burst into a giggle looking at me, while Emmet continued talking “…Rosie’s not feeling too well this morning” Bella had his coffee in her hand still chuckling “I’m sorry to hear that, morning sickness?” he took his coffee, giving her a strange look.
“What’s so funny” Bella shook her head, but I broke in to explain “Isabella has an aversion to Fruity Pebbles”
As a plate of food was placed in front of him Bella added “They are just sugar coated cardboard” quoting me, mockingly I might add. I was going to call her on it, but Emmet grumbled.
“Yeah, but they sure do taste good” I chuckled and gave her a wink. She went to pick up her plate, and I grabbed her arm.
“What are you doing?” I wasn’t sure if she was warming it up or throwing it out “I was just going to start clearing the table”
I shook my head “Isabella warm that up then sit down and finish eating” Her eyes dropped to her plate “but..”
There was no buts’ she needed to eat, to keep up her strength “Isabella” I said sternly, because I meant it and she must have realized I wasn’t messing around because her eyes didn’t meet mine when she said “Yes Sir”
Emmet watched our exchange with interest, eyeing Bella’s collar before she went to the microwave. My attention was back to my brother “So... morning sickness?”
He nodded while he chewed, taking a drink of coffee “Yeah, I feel bad for her. She lays in bed for an hour sucking down dry crackers, and still looks green”
The buttons on the microwave binged as Bella retrieved her breakfast “Do the cracker’s help?” she asked
“Yeah they help, they help with getting my bed full of fucking crumbs” She snickered and I laughed “Not funny, I’ll bring some crackers over here and dump them in your bed, see how you like it.”
“Leah would sip warm ginger ale, she said that helped” As Bella sat down she continued with suggestions “There is also that band that goes on the wrist. It has a little ball that presses on the back of the wrist” Emmet was confused “What does that do?” She swallowed a bite of food “It works like acupressure and supposedly it helps”
I was glad she seemed more comfortable and was eating “I heard about those” I added as Bella continued “It can’t hurt and even if it’s psychological, if it helps, she might feel better and you won’t have crumbs in your bed anymore” I chuckled
“Where do I get one of those bands” Emmet asked with real interest before sticking a piece of bacon in his mouth. “I guess at the maternity store, or the holistic store might carry them.” she added
“Holy what?” I grinned at my brother “Holistic – The all natural store” I explained.
“Ohhh..” he looked at Bella “how do you know so much about this, are you sure you weren’t knocked up?”
“I’m sure; however I have a friends who were knocked up. We’re woman we talk” Emmet grumbled “Don’t I know it. Women talk about everything”
Emmet fixed his eyes on me, tilting his head in Bella’s direction “Little Bella here can probably tell you how big my dick is”
Bella spit out the coffee she was drinking and started coughing, glaring at Emmet as she was reaching for her napkin.
“You know Bella don’t ya? I know my Rosie, she likes to brag” he said with pure conviction. I laughed as I watched Bella’s face turn bright red making me chuckle.
“Ok Emmet, that’s enough” He laughed “Come on let me make her blush some more, this is fun”
We sat for a about a half an hour, Bella ate most of her food, looking to me for approval. I smiled at her with a single nod. She took the plates over to the counter bringing the coffee pot over to refill our cups. We thanked her and as Emmet finished off his coffee we made plans for him and Rose to come here for dinner and then we all go to the club together. That worked out well, that way Bella would have Rose with her and maybe she wouldn’t be so anxious about going.
Emmet was getting ready to go, and I told him to wait, that I would walk out with him. I brought over a few pieces of paper and a pen. With an evil grin I explained to her what she had to do.
“Time to pay up Isabella” she gazed at me in confusion
“For your slip up” understanding dawned on her face. I wrote the sentence out on the top margin, then placed the papers in front of her “Fifty times, make it neat, any I can’t read don’t count” she bite her lip reading the sentence then blushed.
Emmet chuckled “Must be a good one”
Bending down I kissed Bella on the cheek “have fun my pet” I whispered in her ear with a grin. She gaped at me as I took her hands pulling her from her seat. I kissed her telling her my plans and that I would be back in about an hour and her writing should be done and left on the table.
Emmet thanked her for breakfast as we left together. Climbing on his bike he asked “So when did the collar come out?”
“Last night” He nodded
“Does she blush like that all the time?” I nodded chuckling “Yeah she does, it’s so fucking cute.” he smirked starting the bike
“Better you than me little brother, I’d be walking around with constant wood” I smiled because that’s the exact effect she has on me. “See ya tonight Edward” and he left
Imagination
Chapter 14
BPOV
I was so warm and comfortable and dreaming of that grassy meadow with wildflowers and calm peacefulness. I was wrapped in strong protective arms; I took in a deep breath and the smell of honey and sunshine invaded my senses. I knew that smell, sweet, tangy and sexy. I didn’t want to be disturbed.
Suddenly, there was a bee buzzing by my head. Buzz…buzz…buzz.. I tried to swat it away, but it kept buzzing and unsettling me.
“Damn bee, get away.” I heard a small chuckle and the chest I was lying on moved.
When that happened I realized I was just waking up, and I wasn’t in the meadow, and that wasn’t a bee buzzing, it was the alarm clock. The arms around me and the chest I was lying on belonged to Edward. I groaned in protest as he shifted in the bed, when the buzzing stopped, his arms were back around me. Sighing, I snuggled back into my happy spot, my head tucked under his chin, my arm draped over his chest. I think I hummed in contentment as he pulled me closer and chuckled,
“You are too cute.” I huffed,
“I probably look like a mess and have morning breath. That’s real cute,” I said mockingly.
“No you silly girl, you're adorable; wild hair, relaxed body, morning breath and all. I meant when you sleep. I think one night I’m going to sit up and listen to you all night long.”I could hear the smile in his voice. I pulled back as much as he would let me.
“What? Why would you do that?” Edward had a shit-eating grin on his face.
“You talk Bella,” he said it matter-of-factly.I could feel my face morph into shock. I knew I used to talk in my sleep. Leah would laugh at me all the time. But James never said anything; then again, I never slept very peacefully with him because I always had to be on guard.
“What did I say?” I was slightly mortified. Edwards’s eyes twinkled with merriment.
“Well, just now you said ‘Damn bee, get away’.” That wasn’t so bad, but by the smile on his face I could tell there was more. I pushed on his chest to sit up.
“What else did I say?” I was faintly annoyed and he could tell by the tone of my voice. His hands rested on my hips, guiding me until I was straddling his stomach. Once I was in place his hands ran up and down my outer thighs.
“Edward,” I used my most forceful voice. “I’m waiting,” my eyes narrowed. I wanted to know what he found so damn amusing. Edward chuckled again.
“Is that your Dom voice Isabella?” I didn’t answer him, I just continued to give him my look of impending death if he didn’t start talking.
“Ok, you said my name.” I could tell there was more.
“And?”
“And you said something about 'No Red'.” I squinted my eyes at him with a sideward glance.
“That’s not so bad,” I said, but that grin was back on his face telling me there was more.
“What else Edward?” He didn’t answer me, his grin just became bigger. My fingers came down and I started tickling his sides. He was squirming and I had to squeeze my thighs to stay in place.
“Woman! Stop!” he yelled trying to grab my hands, but I moved them down to his inner thighs tickling where he couldn’t readily reach them.
“Tell me Edward!” He abruptly sat up laughing as he pulled my arms making me stop.
“Alright...Enough... You said something about 'sex-on-a-stick',” and he chuckled as he placed his hands around my back.
“Oh my god,” I groaned. His forehead was against mine as he placed a small kiss on my nose
“And you said I was beautiful.” My eyes met his,
“You are beautiful, inside and out,” I told him.He grinned before kissing me softly,
“And I’m sex-on-a-stick?” My head dropped to his shoulder and I giggled.
“Yeah, that’s what I called you.” I could feel my face burning red as he pulled the back of my hair, so I had to look at him. Edward was grinning,
“Just who did you tell that to?”
I didn’t answer, and before I knew what was happening I was flat on my back with Edward hovering over me. My thighs wrapped around his hips, and he entered me gently, I moaned in acceptance as he filled me. A hiss escaped his mouth,
“You always feel so good baby.” His movements were torturously slow, as he placed soft wet kisses on my neck and shoulder and I tilted my head giving him better access. His hips swiveled and I let out a whimper. His breath was warm in my ear as he asked,
“Who did you tell Bella?” Shivers ran through me.
“mmm…ummm...Leah and Carol.” He chuckled in my ear, before pulling back and nibbling on my ear lobe. His movements picked up, and before long I was lost in a sea of bliss.
We were in the shower together before I realized Edward’s spunk was on me. “Didn’t you wear a condom?” He shook his head,
“I didn’t have another one, so I pulled out.”
“How is it I didn’t notice that?”
“I've told you, you are very unobservant while you are in the heat of the moment.” Edward hands were rinsing the conditioner from my hair, and even though I was naked I still blushed at his words.
“And I always prided myself on my observation abilities.”
Edward put on the clean boxers and shirt that I had worn home yesterday; having no other pants he wore the ones from last night. I packed some clothes and personal items for him to take to his house so I could have them for the weekend. After I left the center, I was going to stop by the Market for my toiletries and the things I would need for Seth. We each had a travel mug full of coffee when we parted ways in my driveway.
I called Carol from the car telling her I would be in late, fidgeting slightly in my seat, because my bottom still felt the tingle from the last nights spanking. I figured spinning was not a good idea for my workout instead opting to run on the treadmill.
Carol had the paperwork I needed from Dr. Cullen for Peggy. After calling Garret telling him I could be there by one o'clock, Peggy, Carol and I left, grabbing some fast food and getting to the ferry just as it was boarding. On the ride over I sat in my car finishing my journal, eating the oriental chicken salad – it was the best choice - while the other two women stood on the deck.
The afternoon sky was cloudy and threatened to rain at any moment, but it stayed dry. By the time they returned to the car, my salad and iced tea was almost gone, and my journal was complete except for one thing.
“Please excuse me ladies, I have to send a text message.”
Do you have any idea what time I went to bed last night? I was sort of out of it. By the way, your handy work on my bottom still tingles. - B
I giggled slightly, and Carol raised a knowing eyebrow to me, “Edward?” I nodded. Peggy eaned forward from the back seat,
“Bella, you got yourself a man?” Carol cut in before I could respond,
“She got herself sex-on-a-stick.”
"Please don’t say that out loud in front of Garret, they know each other.”
“Is he that hot Carol?” Peggy inquired, as we started driving off the ferry.
My phone rang, and as I went to answer it three things occurred simultaneously: Carol replied, “He is hot to trot with a big peen thrown in,” on my phone Edward said, “Bella?” and Peggy from the back seat yelled, “You go girl, you need a good lay!”
There are times when you want to crawl into a hole and hide, and this was one of them.
“Hello Edward,” as the words left my mouth the two women in my car burst out laughing and my face felt like it was on fire.
“Isabella, are you talking about my father’s penis again?”
“No!” I gave Carol a stern look, “We were not talking about your father’s penis, again”
Carol’s face morphed into shock. Peggy was cracking up in the back seat, I’m not sure that she was aware that Dr. Cullen was Edward’s father.
“Isabella, whose penis are you talking about?” Shit, now what do I say? “And stop chewing on your lip.” I wasn’t even aware I was doing that until he mentioned it. Edward laughed on the other end.
“Never mind, I don’t think I want to know.” I let out a sigh of relief. “I don’t understand why when women get together all they talk about is penises.”
“That’s not all we talk about.” Peggy in the back seat must have figured out our conversation, because she said, “the hell it aint!” I gave her an evil eye in the mirror, but all that did was make Carol and her crack up more.
“Anyway, I called you because I missed …It was my penis wasn’t it?” He laughed again, making me turn the brightest shade of red.
“I’m going to take your silence as confirmation.” We were pulling up in front of the restaurant so I needed to get off the phone.
“Um Edward, do you know the answer to my question?”
“What question was that Bella?” Damn, he was going to make me ask. I glanced at the women in my car, their attention was completely on me.
“Um, you know about what time?” The was not a sound on the other end of the phone line.
“Edward you still there?”
“Yes, I’m here and it’s almost one o’clock.” Shit, he was really going to make me say it.
“I could just guess.”
“You could, but don’t guess wrong.” I took a deep breath and just asked,
“Edward, what time did we go to sleep last night?” I looked to Carol, she had a shocked look on her face as she asked in a hushed whisper,
“Your sleeping with him?” Peggy on the other hand was not as quiet. “I knew you were getting laid, that’s why you been so happy lately!” Edward laughed,
“There, now when you talk about my penis, they know you know that you’re talking about.”
“Thanks.” I added with a sigh.
“You’re very welcome. Oh, and Bella you were sated and sound asleep by midnight. And I’m glad your ass tingles, it’s a constant reminder of me and how worked up I can make your body get.” I sighed once again feeling the warmth radiate between my thighs.
“You’re wet for me now, aren’t you Isabella?”
“Yes.”
“Good. I’ll see you at six, have a pleasant afternoon.” Damn, now I can’t wait to feel his hands on me.
“You too, I’ll see you at six.” When I hung up, Carol had the biggest grin I ever saw on her face.
“You really like him, don’t ya?” Peggy was opening the car door getting ready to step out, “She sure does look at that face, a few more weeks of this and our girl is going to be head over heels in love…if she ain't already.”
What? I’m not in love with Edward. Sure, I do like spending time with him but, “We've only known each other a week.” I explained as we walked in to The Grill to meet Garret.
“Bella there is no time schedule for love. But don’t rush, take it slow. Get to know him, really well.” I looked at Carol. “Thanks Mom.” She smiled and Peggy chimed in, “Yeah, but just keep jumping his bones while you’re getting to know him.” I giggled as Garrett opened the door.
“Ladies, right on time. I like that.”
Garret had most of the paper work ready when we got there, which was a good thing, because sitting on the hard wooden chairs was rather uncomfortable. I tried not to fidget as Garret once again went over Peggy’s duties and hours. Once I caught Garret’s eyes on me, and I was sure he knew exactly what my problem was.
When the paper work was finished, all that was needed was Carol’s final approval and we were good to go. “One more thing,” the words came out of Garrets mouth, and I bit my lip as I sat back on the hard wood.
“Bella you and I had talked about Peggy moving into something in the city.” I nodded and Peggy broke in saying that she was moving into the boarding house next week.
“Well, if you would like, I know a family here on the island that has a boat house with a three bedroom apartment on top. One of the girls who shares the space is leaving, and there is an opening there. The girl who works as my hostess lives there and she asked if I knew anyone who would be interested. Peggy, you don’t have to, I just thought it would save you the time and expense of traveling. Besides, Bella we discussed her safety. The island is about as safe as you’re going to get.”
“There would be three of us?” Peggy asked and Garret confirmed
“Yes, Bree is the hostess here at The Grill, and the other girl I don’t know her name, but she works at the Ice Creamery. They are both in their early-twenties.”
“How long would the space be open?” That was an important question. Peggy could gp to the boarding house from the center, but she would not be allowed to move in once she had a private residence. Garret answered me quickly,
“As long as you would like to stay there.”
“Here on the Island, it must be expensive?” Carol voiced my next concern.
“Bree told me the cost is one hundred dollars a week, per girl. I believe that includes all utilities, satellite, and internet.” Wow, Peggy would be paying that much in the boarding house, plus her own internet.
“Like I said it’s just an idea, but if you are interested I can tell Bree that you will be contacting her. Or, if you like, I could call her now and see if you can go over to check it out?” Peggy looked at me and I looked to Carol who asked, “Will they want references or credit checks? Because I’m not sure how we would get around that.” Garret looked in my eyes imploring me to understand something.
“I don’t believe that any of that will be necessary.” Ok, what the hell is that about?
“Excuse me Garret, do you have an address, we could drive by and at least take a look?” I was hoping he realized I wanted to speak to him alone.
“Sure Bella, come into my office, I’ll get you the address and call Bree.” It was highly unusual; this really was Carol’s gig. I set up the employment and residual placements, but it really is Carol’s final decision.
When we were in his office, I asked the question I really wanted to know. “I don’t mean to be rude, but are these people from the club?” He laughed.
“No, they are not, they are however the Cullen’s neighbors.” Oh, he handed me a piece of paper with the name Tanner and an address on it. Garret dialed the phone.
“Bree, it's Garret, are you home?... Listen, the new cook is here and I was telling her about the extra room you have, she was wondering if she can come over now and see it? …Good, I will send them down. There are two other women with her... Alright, I will see you at four.”
As we walked back out of his office he asked, “Do you know where the Cullen’s house is?” I shook my head, “No, Edward showed me the road, but I don’t think I could find it.”
When we sat down I smiled at the girls letting them know that everything was alright. Garret drew us a map, and gave us general directions. Then we left, with hopes that this arrangement will work out for all concerned.
With the map and directions we didn’t have any trouble finding the boat house. It was right on the water, a dark brown two story building, with a full set of stairs going up the right side. Bree, a tall thin woman in her early twenties, greeted us with a warm smile. The house was small, a living room, kitchen, and one full bath. Bree had the smaller room to herself, and Peggy would be sharing the larger bedroom with the other roommate, Jen, who was at work at the moment. Off the kitchen there was a sliding door that led to a covered patio over the water. All utilities even the Wi-Fi is included, and each girl was responsible for their own food.
Bree said on the rare days when they have off together they have cook outs or make one dinner to eat together. Garrett was mistaken about the cost; it is actually one hundred twenty-five a week. Even at that price it seemed like a really good deal and Garret was right, it would save her time and travel expenses. Bree even said that there are mopeds available for them to use. It just seemed perfect.
The only thing was Peggy would have to put up two weeks in advance. The center would front the money to her and then she would pay it back a little from each pay check. It looked to me like Peggy was moving to Bainbridge Island. Bree gave me the number for the Tanner’s and I said I would call the as soon as I got back to the center. In all actuality, I wanted to call Edward and get his take on the Tanner’s before I made that call.
Peggy was very excited on the ferry ride back to the city; she and Carol went into the snack area for a cup of coffee. My journal was done, and I figured I could call Edward. He answered rather quickly,
“Hello my Bella, are you still talking about my penis?” he chuckled.
“Oh my god Edward, no. And just so you know I did not bring up your penis. It was the women in the car with me who mentioned your rather large peen.”
“Oh baby you say the sweetest things.” I giggled, but then became serious as I got to the reason for my call.
“Can I ask you a question and then have you forget that I even called you?”
“I’m not sure what you mean baby, but I will try, ok?” I guess that was the best I could hope for at that point, so I just asked
“Do you know the Tanner’s that live next door to your parents?”
“Yes?” he was apprehensive, I could hear that in his voice.
“Are they decent people?” He was quiet and then spoke
“Baby I don’t know what you are asking me?” I took a deep breath
“Sweetie, I need a reference and I need it fast.” It was the first time I called him anything but his name but I didn’t have time to gage his reaction.
“I have a woman who can move into the Tanner’s boat house with two other girls, but I need a character reference before I can even call them.”
“I see, is this like when I gave my word on Garret?”
“Yes.” He cleared his throat
“I’ve known the Tanner’s for twenty years, they are honest hard working people, who raised two children, one of them is Bree, who lives down in the boat house. The other is Brian he is in law school. Elizabeth Tanner works on charity events with my mother. Anthony Tanner is a law partner in Tanner and Weiss. I would say they are decent people.”
“Thank you.” I was sincerely appreciative
“You're welcome, and Bella?”
“Yeah?”
“I like being called sweetie. I’ll see you soon.” We said good bye just as Carol and Peggy were coming back in the car.
When we got back to the center Dr. Cullen was there. I wasn’t expecting him, but he said that he was done at his office for the afternoon and he wanted to stock some more first aid items and that one of the children was not feeling well. I took Peggy into my office, and we had a heart to heart.
“The boat house is owned by Bree’s parents. I’m assuming she pays rent, the same as you will.” Peggy was quiet “Are you alright?”
“Yes, I’m ready for this Bella. I’m scared, but I have to move on. I can’t keep being afraid.”
I wanted to know what she thought about roommates. Peggy said that she thinks it will be easier to have other people around her instead of being by herself. She would feel safer and hopefully not too lonely. I had her wait outside my office, just in case there was anything said of a derogatory nature. Then I called the Tanner’s.
Mrs. Tanner answered and after I explained who I was, and the purpose of my call she was more than willing to meet with Peggy. She said that Bree had already called, and said that I would be contacting her. Instead of going out to Bainbridge on Monday, I could take Peggy downtown to meet with Mr. Tanner and he would have all the information and paper work for me. She was very polite, and we set up a tentative appointment for eleven o’clock Monday morning. I gave her my cell number to call if the time had to change.After hanging up, I walked out into the hall to see a very nervous Peggy. I smiled at her,
“Babe, looks like your moving to Bainbridge.” Peggy squealed with excitement hugging me so hard I could barely breathe. When she let me go, there were tears in her eyes. All she said was, “Oh my god Bella,” and she slid down the wall sitting on the floor sobbing. I knelt down next to her wrapping her in my arms crying along with her.
“Oh Bella thank you so much.”
“I didn’t do anything.” Peggy shook her head sniffling,
“I never could have done it without you…never…I would have went back…do you remember when I first came here, how scared and pathetic I was?” I was rubbing small comforting circles on her back.
“I remember, you weren’t pathetic, you were scared, unsure and broken, but you fixed yourself back up, and now you’re strong again. I’m so proud of you.” She wiped her eyes with the back of her hand
“I don’t care what you say Bella, I never would have made it without you. You’re like my best friend and I’m going to miss you and this place.” She sniffled again.
“You’re not going very far, and I’m only a phone call away, and we still have weekly sessions.” I brushed her hair out of her eyes and smiled at her.
“So help me God Bella, if that guy you're with ever hurts you…I’ll hunt him down a rip his balls off!” I started to giggle and was going to tell her not to worry about that when I heard a voice behind me
“So will I.” I turned around to see Dr. Cullen holding out tissues for us emotional females. I smiled at him taking the tissues as I stood up, holding my hand out to help Peggy. We hugged once more as Peggy whispered in my ear,
“I mean it Bella, you’re the best, I can never repay you.” When I pulled back I told her, “You just keep getting better, stay safe and maybe one day you can help someone else that is all the payment I could ever want.” She smiled,
“Thanks Bella for everything.” I nodded and she walked away. I stood there watching her leave, I sniffled again as tears ran down my cheek. An arm draped over my shoulder and a box of tissues was in front of my chest.
“It’s always good when there is success.” I nodded,
“Yes, it is. Unfortunately for every success there are five tragedies.” Dr. Cullen was quiet while I wiped my eyes and blew my nose,
“But the one in six are worth it when they turn out like Peggy.” I looked up at his kind face. I could see traces of Edward in his chin and cheek bones.
“That’s why I’m here Carlisle, well, that and the stimulating atmosphere.” I giggled and he laughed, “Yeah and don’t forget the major salary bonuses.” I laughed out right. Carlisle chuckled,
“You are quite a woman Ms. Swan. My son is lucky to have found you; I hope he knows what a catch you are.” Then he turned and walked back to the infirmary.
I gathered my stuff together and stopped by Carol’s office to tell her I was leaving and about my appointment with Mr. Tanner on Monday. Then said good-bye to Carlisle, he smiled said goodbye adding that he would see me Sunday. I left the center feeling like I had made some kind of a difference.
I needed to make a few stops before going to Edwards. The first was the Superfresh; I wanted to get new personal items to leave at Edwards’s house. I was going to be spending just as much time there as I did at my own home. I also needed to get Seth food and bowls to leave there, it just seemed silly to be taking mine back and forth every week. After that I stopped by the post office to get my mail and then went home. I showered and called Leah.
“Hey girl,” I smiled at her greeting.
“Hi, when are you leaving for Forks?”
“I’m getting ready now, so as soon as Jake gets home we can grab some food and head out.”
I walked through the living room with my phone, “Well have a good trip, give Sue a kiss for me. I sent flowers; they should be delivered tomorrow night.” She sounded exasperated as she said,
“I wish you were coming.”
“I know, I’ll be going in a few weeks, besides it’s my first weekend with Edward, and I really am looking forward to it.” She was quiet, which was unusual for Leah and I wondered what her problem was.
“How did your date go last night?” making me smile at the memory.
“It was great, he took me to Gig Harbor for dinner, then we ended up back here.”
“Did he spend the night?” She had a condescending tone to her voice. Which was beginning to piss me off. She’s the one who kept telling me I needed a man with hot sex, so what is her problem?
“Yes he did.” To that response all I got from her in return was a huff. I didn’t want to get into this now, so I just took a deep breath asking
“Listen could you do me a favor?” She wanted to know what I needed.
“When you are in Forks could you dispel the gossip for me? When Edward comes out there, I don’t want them all looking at him or whispering as he walks by, because they think I’m some kind of pathetic looser who can’t get anyone. Or, that he is some money hungry gigolo who is only bedding me because he has no other options.” We both giggled, because in the week that we have been together that is what the good people of Forks believe.
“I’ll see what I can do.”
“Thanks Leah, I appreciate it.”
We said goodbye and she promised she would call me when they arrived. I told her to just leave a message because I figured that it would be around nine or ten, and Edward and I would hopefully be in the heat of the moment. I didn’t say that thought out loud, but I added that if I hadn’t heard from her by midnight I would be calling her.
At quarter of six, I put Seth’s leash on him; he looked confused as I headed to the car, but climbed into the back seat without any hesitation. I patted his head.
“It’s alright boy, we are just going to our weekend getaway. You’re going to like it at Edwards, he has a big back yard and mommy got you a new bed to sleep in.” I smiled as I shut the door, hoping it will work out with the dog. Seth is really a good dog, and I trained him well. He hardly ever barks, he doesn’t chew things, and he never pees on the floor. I just hope he remembers his manners at Edwards as well as he does here.
Edward opened the door the same way he did on Wednesday night. Only this time as he said, “Hello Isabella.” He took the leash from my hand, and I knew how to answer him.
“Hello Sir.” Edward took the grocery bag and doggie bed from me.
“I thought before we ate, it would be best to show Seth around the house.” I didn’t answer, because he didn’t ask me a question. “Come, bring his bed, we will start in your room.”
I picked the doggie bed up and Edward grabbed the bag with my personal items in and headed up the stairs. "I put all your belongings on your bed. I didn’t unpack any of it, I just opened up the suit cases. I will give you time later tonight, or if we are running late, you can unpack tomorrow morning.” I wanted to say something so he knew I heard him, so I replied
“As you wish Sir.” The door to my room was slightly ajar, when he pushed it completely open, I was amazed. The room had changed, the walls were a soft beige color, and the silk comforter was a deep burgundy color with swirls of beige going through it. There were plush pillows with matching shams and at least six smaller coordinating throw pillows. On the wall behind the head board a black rod iron rod held a cascading burgundy scarf that flowed down the wall.
The window treatments had changed from plain blue to deep beige sheers underneath rich burgundy velvet panels. There was also an additional leather chair in the corner, with a small circular table draped in a white lacey covering. On top of the table an antique tiffany light sat prominently.
I gasped as I took in the changes, walking over to sit on the soft bed feeling the luxury of the plush comforter. As I looked around the room, a clock, and a small bouquet of roses set on the night stand. Books and Cd’s filled half of the once empty shelves. My hair brush and hair clips that I had packed sat on the dresser along with my body powder and perfume. In the far corner of the room stood an antique oval floor mirror made from deep cherry wood.
“The bathroom is done in the same scheme. I hope it’s not too much.” I walked over to the bathroom door and the once white stark space was now rich with hues of beige and burgundy. The picture that hung on the wall of the bathroom depicted a soft serene woman in a flowing beige gown standing in the middle of a meadow filled with deep red wildflowers.
I turned to look at Edward who looked slightly apprehensive, and without thinking I sprung myself at him. His arms opened catching me as my arms wrapped around his neck and I kissed him with as much fervor as I could muster. When I pulled back he chuckled,
“I guess you like it?”
“It’s beautiful, did you do it?” He shrugged,
“My mother helped.” I kissed him again, “Thank you.”
His hands ran over my bottom, squeezing the flesh, making me moan from the tingle that was still there. “You’re very welcome.” Edward placed me back on the floor, and I realized he still had Seth’s leash. As I placed Seth’s bed at the end of mine, Edward unhooked him. Seth strolled over to his new bed, sniffed it and lay down.
“I guess he likes it too,” I said with a chuckle. Edward took my hand, kissing the back of it.
“Come, and let’s eat dinner.” I nodded calling Seth to follow, as I took my journal out of my purse. Once we were in the kitchen Edward picked up a tray of lasagna. “I thought we could eat out back, let Seth get used to the yard.”
“Yes Sir,” and followed him, having Seth come along. We sat out on the covered patio and I placed my journal on the table in front of Edward. He eyed it and we started eating. After a few minutes he asked me how the rest of my day went. I smiled
“It was great, everything seems to be working out for the best, and I…” I stopped not sure if that was correct, he said I could talk freely at the kitchen table, but does the patio count? I wasn’t sure, however by the way Edward’s eyebrows rose I adjusted my speech. “…your girl felt like she had made a difference today. It was a good feeling.”
“I’m glad, the work you do is important and it makes me proud that you give so very much of yourself to help others. Besides, helping others is a way of healing yourself, is it not?” I smiled because he was right
“Yes Sir. It’s just that not all days seem as productive as today was.” We watched Seth walk around the yard while we ate.
“I spoke with my father about an hour ago.” I looked at him waiting for him to finish his thought.
“He said you had an emotional afternoon, he didn’t go into specifics but I assume from what you said, it was good emotions, not something that would hinder our evening.” I didn’t want anything to hinder our evening.
“Yes Sir, it was all good, and thank you for making dinner, it’s delicious.” He smiled reaching out to pick up my journal
“You’re welcome Isabella.” I cringed as he opened it to my first writing assignment. I knew he would read it, but I didn’t know he would read it right in front of me. His eyes creased, and I could feel my nerves begin to jump around – so much for eating. I wanted to ask him if there was something wrong, but I didn’t think it was my place. He took another bite of lasagna, and then sat back in his chair, totally engulfed in my words. I didn’t want to keep staring at him, so I watched Seth navigate through the large yard. When I felt self conscious about that, I played with my food, turning it over with my fork. Edward cleared his throat, bringing my attention back to his face.
“Are you done eating?” he asked, placing my journal back in front of me.
“Yes Sir” He didn’t say anything at first; he just kept searching my eyes. I didn’t know for what, or what he found, but he finally smirked.
“Isabella take your journal, record what you ate here and then leave it on the counter. I placed what you are to wear tonight on the bench in your closet. I also want all of your hair up and you to be ready for me in twenty minutes. Make sure you use the bathroom, it might be a long night.” His last words sent shivers through my spine and tingles straight to my sex. I sat there looking at him for a second, his stern voice made me stir,
“Now Isabella.”
“Yes Sir.” I took my journal looking for Seth.
“You’re wasting time Isabella, I will take care of him.”
I didn’t say anything, just hurried through the door and recorded the small dinner I ate, before heading down stairs. The playroom was set up slightly different. My mat was in the same spot, but next to it was a small table, with a lit candle on it. The bed was illuminated with a soft light, and the golden comforter and pillows that were folded neatly on the bottom of the bed, now adorned the whole top. Lit candles sat on the tables on either side of the bed.
The leather chairs were different. One was in its usual spot, but the other one was on the side of the bed, sitting right next to the tripod with a mounted video camera. At the sight of that, my nerves spiked and I chanted to myself, "you can trust him, you can trust him,” I let out a deep breath and opened my closet.
On the bench was a blue silk under the breast corset with black lace accents. There was also a black silk six string garter belt and a pair of black seamed stockings. The shoes Edward had left out were black patent leather stilettos. As I gathered what he had set out, I realized that none of this was stuff that I had brought with me. I wondered how he knew my size, and then I remembered, “Alice.” She either got it for him, or told him the sizes. He said he wanted my hair up, and I looked around I didn’t see anything to use. “Humm…” oh yeah he said I should use the bathroom.
Sitting on the counter was a hairbrush, hair pins and two silver and pearl hair combs. I can do something with these. I used the toilet, washed my hands, brushed my teeth – to get rid of the lasagna – then started on my hair. I pulled it into a low pony tail, and then French twisted in on itself, using the pins to secure it. I figured he wants me to use the combs, so I tucked them into the twist. It was quick, but it looked good. After washing my hands again, I went back to my closet to get dressed. When I was ready, I gave myself a once over in the mirror and went to kneel on my mat.
The music was very soft, and relaxing. I did a mental check of my position, separating my thighs a little more. I realized that with my hands behind my back, there was more weight placed on my bottom. That wouldn’t normally matter, but my butt was still sensitive from the attention Edward paid it last night, and the heels of my shoes were digging into the flesh. I adjusted my legs so my heels pointed outward, and by doing that my thighs opened slightly wider and my butt was closer to the floor. I think I was as open as I could get. I searched the floor for my speck, but the lighting wasn’t as bright, and I had to really look for it. My eyes just focused on it when I heard the door open behind me.
Just as on Wednesday, Edward didn’t say anything to me. I could feel his presence and his gaze on my body, but he made no movement, just left me there full of apprehension. I was startled by the movement of the table next to me. The unexpected sound of the wood scraping against the floor made me jump a little and I had to take some deep breaths to calm back down. Edward walked in front of me, making me lose sight of my focal point. I didn’t look up of course, but he had on long black dress pants and shoes. Why was he wearing shoes? The back of his hand ran over my bare shoulder and a thrill of anticipation ran through me. I stayed quiet, with my eyes still fixed on the floor.
“I see you remembered your waiting position. Good girl Isabella. We will add some more positions, before we go to the club tomorrow.” Shit! I forgot about that, now I was even more nervous.
“It’s Friday Isabella; do you remember what happens on Fridays?” I thought for a second,
“Yes Sir,” I answered with confidence.
“And, do you have something to tell me?” I thought hard, coming up empty.
“No Sir.” He didn’t say anything for what felt like five minutes but in all actuality it was only a few seconds, finally he responded
“You're absolutely sure?” I thought again, and the only thing I could think of was I was a few minutes short on my sleep, but that didn’t seem so bad. So I answered with a “Yes Sir.”
Edward exhaled loudly, but made no other comment. I kept as still as possible as he walked behind me. His hands came down on both my shoulders.
“Rise up on your knees Isabella.” As I started to rise he continued with the commands. “Thighs tightly together, back straight.” His hand moved down the small of my back, then held my wrists, separating them.
“Arms at your side, fingers relaxed” His voice was quiet yet forceful. I loved when he was in Dom mode; it made my girly parts tingle. His hand ran back up my spine.
“Back needs to be very straight Isabella.” I straightened up. Edward’s hand was on my face, “Chin straight, eyes down.” He walked around to the front of my body, my head was now level with his waist and I could see that he was wearing a blue button down shirt. The color was very close to the corset he had chosen for me.
“Are you comfortable with this position Isabella?” I was, I just didn’t know what it was for,
“Yes Sir.”
“Good, this is your present kneeling position. When I am sitting and you are to present yourself to me, you do it just like this, on my left side. Do you understand?”
“Yes Sir.”
“This is also the position you go into when I say 'Kneel'. Exactly like this, no variation. Do you understand?”
“Yes Sir.” Edward was quiet again, I hate when he is quiet.
“I will tell you to relax,” he came and stood on my right side. “Relax means just that, keep your back straight, arms down, thighs together, and sit on your heels…Relax Isabella” I did, that was easy.
“It is acceptable when I say relax for you to lean your head against my thigh” As I did this he said, “And you may close your eyes as you enjoy my touch.” I closed my eyes leaning my head against his thigh, as his thumb ran over my cheek bone. I think I hummed.
“My sweet pet, enjoys the feel of my touch on her skin, that’s a very good thing, is it not Isabella?” I answered immediately, “Yes Sir.”
“Good girl. Even in a relaxed position, you are to pay attention to my voice and my touch. You may zone everyone else out, but always pay attention to me. Do you understand?”
“Yes Master.” The word left my mouth without any conscious thought. Edward was really quiet, as he continued to stroke my face.
“Good girl. When it is time for you to sit back up, I will indicate that by this signal,” his finger tapped my left shoulder three times, and I straighten my head and back. Edward walked away from me, when he came back he sat down in a chair.
“If I am sitting, relax means that you may lay your head on my thigh. Relax my pet.” As my head landed on his thigh, my eyes closed, and his hand lay on my shoulder, with his thumb rubbing in small circles.
“You please me so very much Isabella.” He was quiet as his hand never left my body, sometimes he would rub my shoulder, other times he would draw long lines down my arm, his hand even dropped down to sweep gently across my breast. When he did that I tensed slightly.
“No Isabella, stay relaxed. No matter where I touch you, you are not to move. You may very softly voice pleasure, but there is to be absolutely no movement.”
My eyes closed again, and I relaxed into his touch as his hand made passes over my neck, back, shoulder, ribs and breast, I made no movement. It was an exercise in control, and was harder than I would have thought. The more he touched me, the more aroused I was becoming, and I know I was practically purring when he said.
“Do you understand Isabella?” My voice was shaky as I answered, “Yes Master.” Edward tapped my shoulder three times, and I straightened up.
“Good girl.” He said as he leaned over to kiss the top of my head. I had to bite the inside my lip to keep from smiling. Edward stood, moving the chair away and moving to the front of me with his hands out.
“Stand up, Isabella.” I took his hands for support standing in front of him. I wasn’t sure how long I been on my knees, but they were protesting. My eyes were still on the floor, my focal spot long gone leaving me to focus on nothing in particular.
“If I am standing, you present yourself exactly like this. Standing to my left with your back and chin straight, arms and eyes down. Stand quietly, with your thighs held tightly together until I acknowledge your presence. Do you understand?”
“Yes Sir.”
“When you are standing and I tell you to relax, you are to relax in a kneeling position. The only time you relax in a standing position is if I am giving you instructions. In which case I will be behind you, pointing out what I want you to view or understand.” Edward walked behind, his left arm along my hip, his right was on my shoulder.
“Relax into me Isabella.” As I did, his right hand drew small circles around my nipples. I stayed very still as Edward whispered in my ear,
“Do you see the video camera Isabella?” I answered with a shaky voice, “Yes.” His voice was stern, “Yes What?”
Damn!
“Yes, Sir.” He continued to arouse my nipples tweaking them now.
“Does that make you nervous?” I didn’t want to sound stupid, but I didn’t want to lie either
“Yes Sir.” Edward pulled back slightly, so he was standing straight. His hand that was on my hip, came around, and dipped into the junction between my thighs. I was going to open for him, but before I moved he said, “Keep your thighs exactly as they are.” How the hell did he know what I was going to do?
His fingers continued to run along the outer edge of my sex as he talked, “The video camera is there for a reason, it’s nothing to be afraid of, it won’t bite you,” with that he nipped at my shoulder.
"It’s just a tool used for training, forget that it is even in the room.” I was quiet, looking at the camera.
“Explain what it is that makes you nervous Isabella?” I took a deep breath, thinking about why I was nervous.
“I…your girl is wondering who is going to see what is on it?” He nodded, “If I assured you that the only people who will see it are standing in this room right now, would that make you less anxious?” I thought about it.
“Yes Sir.” Edward continued both with the pussy petting and the questions,
“Are you prepared to move on Isabella?” I rolled the idea over in my head, I did mark that I didn’t care about videos on my checklist and I do trust Edward, so I answered with a resounding, “Yes Master.” I felt him smile in my ear.
“Good girl.” He walked away from me standing behind my mat with his back to me. It dawned on me that he had just given me a demonstration of how he will give me instructions. Damn, he’s good at this.
“Isabella present yourself.” I walked over to him, standing as he had instructed directly behind him on his left. Edward took a deep breath, but didn’t acknowledge me. “Kneel Isabella.”
I dropped to my knees as gracefully as I could. Keeping my eyes down, and my back and chin straight. Edward took a few steps away from me walking towards the table. When he came back, he stood so close to me that I couldn’t focus my eyes on anything else but his crotch.
“Isabella look at me,” as my chin lifted, my eyes swept up over his chest to his eyes. He had something in his hands, but I wasn’t exactly sure what it was.
“Isabella, our lifestyle is one of rituals and symbolism. The greatest symbol that we have is the collar. The dominant gives it to their submissive as a symbol of possession and protection. The submissive accepts and wears it as a symbol of allegiance and confidence. The collar is an outward symbol of the couples mutual loyalty, respect and trust towards each other. Isabella Swan, I am asking you to wear my collar, would you so honor me?”
He opened the blue velvet box, to show me a silver band with a blue pendant about the size of a dime dangling from it. I heard his words, and I think I had tears in my eyes as I looked at the simple, yet attractive collar. I said the only words that would come out of my mouth, “Yes Sir.”
Edward smiled at me as he held up the silver band, placing the box on the table behind him.
As he placed the collar on my neck he said, “Isabella, I chose this pendant with you in mind. It is a blue pearl. The pearl is the symbol of a pure heart and mind. Blue is the color of loyalty, strength, wisdom and trust. I thought it appropriate that you always be reminded that your needs and best interest will always be foremost in my dominance over you. Because you are mine, you are part of me which means that your health, happiness and wellbeing are as important, if not more so, than my own. Your submission to me is the greatest offering you could ever give me, and I will not do anything to betray your trust in me, my dearest one."
Edward took a small little tool out of the box, and walked behind me. I don’t know what he did, but the silver band pulled tightly around my neck. I could feel his hands on the back of my neck, and I think I heard a small click. His hands were off me, and just like that the collar was locked into place. He walked back in front of me, pulling his key chain out of his pocket, and attaching the small tool/key to the link. His eyes bore into mine, and he smiled.
“Do you have anything you want to say Isabella?”
“May this girl please speak freely?”
“You may.” I wasn’t sure what I was supposed to say, so I just spoke what I was feeling, elaborating on what he had said to me.
“As I offer you my submission, I do it freely. Knowing that I can trust you to do what is best for me. Obeying you, because I don’t doubt that you have my best interest in mind as you guide me to be stronger and more confident in not only our relationship, but towards life in general. I can respect you, because you are a man of honor who shows patience and compassion and yet you are full of strength, confidence and determination. I promise to always do my very best, to not be a burden to you, and to make you proud. To use everything I have in me and every part of who I am, to see to your needs and happiness. Because, if I am part of you, then you are part of me and I feel honored to call you Master.”
I was so warm and comfortable and dreaming of that grassy meadow with wildflowers and calm peacefulness. I was wrapped in strong protective arms; I took in a deep breath and the smell of honey and sunshine invaded my senses. I knew that smell, sweet, tangy and sexy. I didn’t want to be disturbed.
Suddenly, there was a bee buzzing by my head. Buzz…buzz…buzz.. I tried to swat it away, but it kept buzzing and unsettling me.
“Damn bee, get away.” I heard a small chuckle and the chest I was lying on moved.
When that happened I realized I was just waking up, and I wasn’t in the meadow, and that wasn’t a bee buzzing, it was the alarm clock. The arms around me and the chest I was lying on belonged to Edward. I groaned in protest as he shifted in the bed, when the buzzing stopped, his arms were back around me. Sighing, I snuggled back into my happy spot, my head tucked under his chin, my arm draped over his chest. I think I hummed in contentment as he pulled me closer and chuckled,
“You are too cute.” I huffed,
“I probably look like a mess and have morning breath. That’s real cute,” I said mockingly.
“No you silly girl, you're adorable; wild hair, relaxed body, morning breath and all. I meant when you sleep. I think one night I’m going to sit up and listen to you all night long.”I could hear the smile in his voice. I pulled back as much as he would let me.
“What? Why would you do that?” Edward had a shit-eating grin on his face.
“You talk Bella,” he said it matter-of-factly.I could feel my face morph into shock. I knew I used to talk in my sleep. Leah would laugh at me all the time. But James never said anything; then again, I never slept very peacefully with him because I always had to be on guard.
“What did I say?” I was slightly mortified. Edwards’s eyes twinkled with merriment.
“Well, just now you said ‘Damn bee, get away’.” That wasn’t so bad, but by the smile on his face I could tell there was more. I pushed on his chest to sit up.
“What else did I say?” I was faintly annoyed and he could tell by the tone of my voice. His hands rested on my hips, guiding me until I was straddling his stomach. Once I was in place his hands ran up and down my outer thighs.
“Edward,” I used my most forceful voice. “I’m waiting,” my eyes narrowed. I wanted to know what he found so damn amusing. Edward chuckled again.
“Is that your Dom voice Isabella?” I didn’t answer him, I just continued to give him my look of impending death if he didn’t start talking.
“Ok, you said my name.” I could tell there was more.
“And?”
“And you said something about 'No Red'.” I squinted my eyes at him with a sideward glance.
“That’s not so bad,” I said, but that grin was back on his face telling me there was more.
“What else Edward?” He didn’t answer me, his grin just became bigger. My fingers came down and I started tickling his sides. He was squirming and I had to squeeze my thighs to stay in place.
“Woman! Stop!” he yelled trying to grab my hands, but I moved them down to his inner thighs tickling where he couldn’t readily reach them.
“Tell me Edward!” He abruptly sat up laughing as he pulled my arms making me stop.
“Alright...Enough... You said something about 'sex-on-a-stick',” and he chuckled as he placed his hands around my back.
“Oh my god,” I groaned. His forehead was against mine as he placed a small kiss on my nose
“And you said I was beautiful.” My eyes met his,
“You are beautiful, inside and out,” I told him.He grinned before kissing me softly,
“And I’m sex-on-a-stick?” My head dropped to his shoulder and I giggled.
“Yeah, that’s what I called you.” I could feel my face burning red as he pulled the back of my hair, so I had to look at him. Edward was grinning,
“Just who did you tell that to?”
I didn’t answer, and before I knew what was happening I was flat on my back with Edward hovering over me. My thighs wrapped around his hips, and he entered me gently, I moaned in acceptance as he filled me. A hiss escaped his mouth,
“You always feel so good baby.” His movements were torturously slow, as he placed soft wet kisses on my neck and shoulder and I tilted my head giving him better access. His hips swiveled and I let out a whimper. His breath was warm in my ear as he asked,
“Who did you tell Bella?” Shivers ran through me.
“mmm…ummm...Leah and Carol.” He chuckled in my ear, before pulling back and nibbling on my ear lobe. His movements picked up, and before long I was lost in a sea of bliss.
We were in the shower together before I realized Edward’s spunk was on me. “Didn’t you wear a condom?” He shook his head,
“I didn’t have another one, so I pulled out.”
“How is it I didn’t notice that?”
“I've told you, you are very unobservant while you are in the heat of the moment.” Edward hands were rinsing the conditioner from my hair, and even though I was naked I still blushed at his words.
“And I always prided myself on my observation abilities.”
Edward put on the clean boxers and shirt that I had worn home yesterday; having no other pants he wore the ones from last night. I packed some clothes and personal items for him to take to his house so I could have them for the weekend. After I left the center, I was going to stop by the Market for my toiletries and the things I would need for Seth. We each had a travel mug full of coffee when we parted ways in my driveway.
I called Carol from the car telling her I would be in late, fidgeting slightly in my seat, because my bottom still felt the tingle from the last nights spanking. I figured spinning was not a good idea for my workout instead opting to run on the treadmill.
Carol had the paperwork I needed from Dr. Cullen for Peggy. After calling Garret telling him I could be there by one o'clock, Peggy, Carol and I left, grabbing some fast food and getting to the ferry just as it was boarding. On the ride over I sat in my car finishing my journal, eating the oriental chicken salad – it was the best choice - while the other two women stood on the deck.
The afternoon sky was cloudy and threatened to rain at any moment, but it stayed dry. By the time they returned to the car, my salad and iced tea was almost gone, and my journal was complete except for one thing.
“Please excuse me ladies, I have to send a text message.”
Do you have any idea what time I went to bed last night? I was sort of out of it. By the way, your handy work on my bottom still tingles. - B
I giggled slightly, and Carol raised a knowing eyebrow to me, “Edward?” I nodded. Peggy eaned forward from the back seat,
“Bella, you got yourself a man?” Carol cut in before I could respond,
“She got herself sex-on-a-stick.”
"Please don’t say that out loud in front of Garret, they know each other.”
“Is he that hot Carol?” Peggy inquired, as we started driving off the ferry.
My phone rang, and as I went to answer it three things occurred simultaneously: Carol replied, “He is hot to trot with a big peen thrown in,” on my phone Edward said, “Bella?” and Peggy from the back seat yelled, “You go girl, you need a good lay!”
There are times when you want to crawl into a hole and hide, and this was one of them.
“Hello Edward,” as the words left my mouth the two women in my car burst out laughing and my face felt like it was on fire.
“Isabella, are you talking about my father’s penis again?”
“No!” I gave Carol a stern look, “We were not talking about your father’s penis, again”
Carol’s face morphed into shock. Peggy was cracking up in the back seat, I’m not sure that she was aware that Dr. Cullen was Edward’s father.
“Isabella, whose penis are you talking about?” Shit, now what do I say? “And stop chewing on your lip.” I wasn’t even aware I was doing that until he mentioned it. Edward laughed on the other end.
“Never mind, I don’t think I want to know.” I let out a sigh of relief. “I don’t understand why when women get together all they talk about is penises.”
“That’s not all we talk about.” Peggy in the back seat must have figured out our conversation, because she said, “the hell it aint!” I gave her an evil eye in the mirror, but all that did was make Carol and her crack up more.
“Anyway, I called you because I missed …It was my penis wasn’t it?” He laughed again, making me turn the brightest shade of red.
“I’m going to take your silence as confirmation.” We were pulling up in front of the restaurant so I needed to get off the phone.
“Um Edward, do you know the answer to my question?”
“What question was that Bella?” Damn, he was going to make me ask. I glanced at the women in my car, their attention was completely on me.
“Um, you know about what time?” The was not a sound on the other end of the phone line.
“Edward you still there?”
“Yes, I’m here and it’s almost one o’clock.” Shit, he was really going to make me say it.
“I could just guess.”
“You could, but don’t guess wrong.” I took a deep breath and just asked,
“Edward, what time did we go to sleep last night?” I looked to Carol, she had a shocked look on her face as she asked in a hushed whisper,
“Your sleeping with him?” Peggy on the other hand was not as quiet. “I knew you were getting laid, that’s why you been so happy lately!” Edward laughed,
“There, now when you talk about my penis, they know you know that you’re talking about.”
“Thanks.” I added with a sigh.
“You’re very welcome. Oh, and Bella you were sated and sound asleep by midnight. And I’m glad your ass tingles, it’s a constant reminder of me and how worked up I can make your body get.” I sighed once again feeling the warmth radiate between my thighs.
“You’re wet for me now, aren’t you Isabella?”
“Yes.”
“Good. I’ll see you at six, have a pleasant afternoon.” Damn, now I can’t wait to feel his hands on me.
“You too, I’ll see you at six.” When I hung up, Carol had the biggest grin I ever saw on her face.
“You really like him, don’t ya?” Peggy was opening the car door getting ready to step out, “She sure does look at that face, a few more weeks of this and our girl is going to be head over heels in love…if she ain't already.”
What? I’m not in love with Edward. Sure, I do like spending time with him but, “We've only known each other a week.” I explained as we walked in to The Grill to meet Garret.
“Bella there is no time schedule for love. But don’t rush, take it slow. Get to know him, really well.” I looked at Carol. “Thanks Mom.” She smiled and Peggy chimed in, “Yeah, but just keep jumping his bones while you’re getting to know him.” I giggled as Garrett opened the door.
“Ladies, right on time. I like that.”
Garret had most of the paper work ready when we got there, which was a good thing, because sitting on the hard wooden chairs was rather uncomfortable. I tried not to fidget as Garret once again went over Peggy’s duties and hours. Once I caught Garret’s eyes on me, and I was sure he knew exactly what my problem was.
When the paper work was finished, all that was needed was Carol’s final approval and we were good to go. “One more thing,” the words came out of Garrets mouth, and I bit my lip as I sat back on the hard wood.
“Bella you and I had talked about Peggy moving into something in the city.” I nodded and Peggy broke in saying that she was moving into the boarding house next week.
“Well, if you would like, I know a family here on the island that has a boat house with a three bedroom apartment on top. One of the girls who shares the space is leaving, and there is an opening there. The girl who works as my hostess lives there and she asked if I knew anyone who would be interested. Peggy, you don’t have to, I just thought it would save you the time and expense of traveling. Besides, Bella we discussed her safety. The island is about as safe as you’re going to get.”
“There would be three of us?” Peggy asked and Garret confirmed
“Yes, Bree is the hostess here at The Grill, and the other girl I don’t know her name, but she works at the Ice Creamery. They are both in their early-twenties.”
“How long would the space be open?” That was an important question. Peggy could gp to the boarding house from the center, but she would not be allowed to move in once she had a private residence. Garret answered me quickly,
“As long as you would like to stay there.”
“Here on the Island, it must be expensive?” Carol voiced my next concern.
“Bree told me the cost is one hundred dollars a week, per girl. I believe that includes all utilities, satellite, and internet.” Wow, Peggy would be paying that much in the boarding house, plus her own internet.
“Like I said it’s just an idea, but if you are interested I can tell Bree that you will be contacting her. Or, if you like, I could call her now and see if you can go over to check it out?” Peggy looked at me and I looked to Carol who asked, “Will they want references or credit checks? Because I’m not sure how we would get around that.” Garret looked in my eyes imploring me to understand something.
“I don’t believe that any of that will be necessary.” Ok, what the hell is that about?
“Excuse me Garret, do you have an address, we could drive by and at least take a look?” I was hoping he realized I wanted to speak to him alone.
“Sure Bella, come into my office, I’ll get you the address and call Bree.” It was highly unusual; this really was Carol’s gig. I set up the employment and residual placements, but it really is Carol’s final decision.
When we were in his office, I asked the question I really wanted to know. “I don’t mean to be rude, but are these people from the club?” He laughed.
“No, they are not, they are however the Cullen’s neighbors.” Oh, he handed me a piece of paper with the name Tanner and an address on it. Garret dialed the phone.
“Bree, it's Garret, are you home?... Listen, the new cook is here and I was telling her about the extra room you have, she was wondering if she can come over now and see it? …Good, I will send them down. There are two other women with her... Alright, I will see you at four.”
As we walked back out of his office he asked, “Do you know where the Cullen’s house is?” I shook my head, “No, Edward showed me the road, but I don’t think I could find it.”
When we sat down I smiled at the girls letting them know that everything was alright. Garret drew us a map, and gave us general directions. Then we left, with hopes that this arrangement will work out for all concerned.
With the map and directions we didn’t have any trouble finding the boat house. It was right on the water, a dark brown two story building, with a full set of stairs going up the right side. Bree, a tall thin woman in her early twenties, greeted us with a warm smile. The house was small, a living room, kitchen, and one full bath. Bree had the smaller room to herself, and Peggy would be sharing the larger bedroom with the other roommate, Jen, who was at work at the moment. Off the kitchen there was a sliding door that led to a covered patio over the water. All utilities even the Wi-Fi is included, and each girl was responsible for their own food.
Bree said on the rare days when they have off together they have cook outs or make one dinner to eat together. Garrett was mistaken about the cost; it is actually one hundred twenty-five a week. Even at that price it seemed like a really good deal and Garret was right, it would save her time and travel expenses. Bree even said that there are mopeds available for them to use. It just seemed perfect.
The only thing was Peggy would have to put up two weeks in advance. The center would front the money to her and then she would pay it back a little from each pay check. It looked to me like Peggy was moving to Bainbridge Island. Bree gave me the number for the Tanner’s and I said I would call the as soon as I got back to the center. In all actuality, I wanted to call Edward and get his take on the Tanner’s before I made that call.
Peggy was very excited on the ferry ride back to the city; she and Carol went into the snack area for a cup of coffee. My journal was done, and I figured I could call Edward. He answered rather quickly,
“Hello my Bella, are you still talking about my penis?” he chuckled.
“Oh my god Edward, no. And just so you know I did not bring up your penis. It was the women in the car with me who mentioned your rather large peen.”
“Oh baby you say the sweetest things.” I giggled, but then became serious as I got to the reason for my call.
“Can I ask you a question and then have you forget that I even called you?”
“I’m not sure what you mean baby, but I will try, ok?” I guess that was the best I could hope for at that point, so I just asked
“Do you know the Tanner’s that live next door to your parents?”
“Yes?” he was apprehensive, I could hear that in his voice.
“Are they decent people?” He was quiet and then spoke
“Baby I don’t know what you are asking me?” I took a deep breath
“Sweetie, I need a reference and I need it fast.” It was the first time I called him anything but his name but I didn’t have time to gage his reaction.
“I have a woman who can move into the Tanner’s boat house with two other girls, but I need a character reference before I can even call them.”
“I see, is this like when I gave my word on Garret?”
“Yes.” He cleared his throat
“I’ve known the Tanner’s for twenty years, they are honest hard working people, who raised two children, one of them is Bree, who lives down in the boat house. The other is Brian he is in law school. Elizabeth Tanner works on charity events with my mother. Anthony Tanner is a law partner in Tanner and Weiss. I would say they are decent people.”
“Thank you.” I was sincerely appreciative
“You're welcome, and Bella?”
“Yeah?”
“I like being called sweetie. I’ll see you soon.” We said good bye just as Carol and Peggy were coming back in the car.
When we got back to the center Dr. Cullen was there. I wasn’t expecting him, but he said that he was done at his office for the afternoon and he wanted to stock some more first aid items and that one of the children was not feeling well. I took Peggy into my office, and we had a heart to heart.
“The boat house is owned by Bree’s parents. I’m assuming she pays rent, the same as you will.” Peggy was quiet “Are you alright?”
“Yes, I’m ready for this Bella. I’m scared, but I have to move on. I can’t keep being afraid.”
I wanted to know what she thought about roommates. Peggy said that she thinks it will be easier to have other people around her instead of being by herself. She would feel safer and hopefully not too lonely. I had her wait outside my office, just in case there was anything said of a derogatory nature. Then I called the Tanner’s.
Mrs. Tanner answered and after I explained who I was, and the purpose of my call she was more than willing to meet with Peggy. She said that Bree had already called, and said that I would be contacting her. Instead of going out to Bainbridge on Monday, I could take Peggy downtown to meet with Mr. Tanner and he would have all the information and paper work for me. She was very polite, and we set up a tentative appointment for eleven o’clock Monday morning. I gave her my cell number to call if the time had to change.After hanging up, I walked out into the hall to see a very nervous Peggy. I smiled at her,
“Babe, looks like your moving to Bainbridge.” Peggy squealed with excitement hugging me so hard I could barely breathe. When she let me go, there were tears in her eyes. All she said was, “Oh my god Bella,” and she slid down the wall sitting on the floor sobbing. I knelt down next to her wrapping her in my arms crying along with her.
“Oh Bella thank you so much.”
“I didn’t do anything.” Peggy shook her head sniffling,
“I never could have done it without you…never…I would have went back…do you remember when I first came here, how scared and pathetic I was?” I was rubbing small comforting circles on her back.
“I remember, you weren’t pathetic, you were scared, unsure and broken, but you fixed yourself back up, and now you’re strong again. I’m so proud of you.” She wiped her eyes with the back of her hand
“I don’t care what you say Bella, I never would have made it without you. You’re like my best friend and I’m going to miss you and this place.” She sniffled again.
“You’re not going very far, and I’m only a phone call away, and we still have weekly sessions.” I brushed her hair out of her eyes and smiled at her.
“So help me God Bella, if that guy you're with ever hurts you…I’ll hunt him down a rip his balls off!” I started to giggle and was going to tell her not to worry about that when I heard a voice behind me
“So will I.” I turned around to see Dr. Cullen holding out tissues for us emotional females. I smiled at him taking the tissues as I stood up, holding my hand out to help Peggy. We hugged once more as Peggy whispered in my ear,
“I mean it Bella, you’re the best, I can never repay you.” When I pulled back I told her, “You just keep getting better, stay safe and maybe one day you can help someone else that is all the payment I could ever want.” She smiled,
“Thanks Bella for everything.” I nodded and she walked away. I stood there watching her leave, I sniffled again as tears ran down my cheek. An arm draped over my shoulder and a box of tissues was in front of my chest.
“It’s always good when there is success.” I nodded,
“Yes, it is. Unfortunately for every success there are five tragedies.” Dr. Cullen was quiet while I wiped my eyes and blew my nose,
“But the one in six are worth it when they turn out like Peggy.” I looked up at his kind face. I could see traces of Edward in his chin and cheek bones.
“That’s why I’m here Carlisle, well, that and the stimulating atmosphere.” I giggled and he laughed, “Yeah and don’t forget the major salary bonuses.” I laughed out right. Carlisle chuckled,
“You are quite a woman Ms. Swan. My son is lucky to have found you; I hope he knows what a catch you are.” Then he turned and walked back to the infirmary.
I gathered my stuff together and stopped by Carol’s office to tell her I was leaving and about my appointment with Mr. Tanner on Monday. Then said good-bye to Carlisle, he smiled said goodbye adding that he would see me Sunday. I left the center feeling like I had made some kind of a difference.
I needed to make a few stops before going to Edwards. The first was the Superfresh; I wanted to get new personal items to leave at Edwards’s house. I was going to be spending just as much time there as I did at my own home. I also needed to get Seth food and bowls to leave there, it just seemed silly to be taking mine back and forth every week. After that I stopped by the post office to get my mail and then went home. I showered and called Leah.
“Hey girl,” I smiled at her greeting.
“Hi, when are you leaving for Forks?”
“I’m getting ready now, so as soon as Jake gets home we can grab some food and head out.”
I walked through the living room with my phone, “Well have a good trip, give Sue a kiss for me. I sent flowers; they should be delivered tomorrow night.” She sounded exasperated as she said,
“I wish you were coming.”
“I know, I’ll be going in a few weeks, besides it’s my first weekend with Edward, and I really am looking forward to it.” She was quiet, which was unusual for Leah and I wondered what her problem was.
“How did your date go last night?” making me smile at the memory.
“It was great, he took me to Gig Harbor for dinner, then we ended up back here.”
“Did he spend the night?” She had a condescending tone to her voice. Which was beginning to piss me off. She’s the one who kept telling me I needed a man with hot sex, so what is her problem?
“Yes he did.” To that response all I got from her in return was a huff. I didn’t want to get into this now, so I just took a deep breath asking
“Listen could you do me a favor?” She wanted to know what I needed.
“When you are in Forks could you dispel the gossip for me? When Edward comes out there, I don’t want them all looking at him or whispering as he walks by, because they think I’m some kind of pathetic looser who can’t get anyone. Or, that he is some money hungry gigolo who is only bedding me because he has no other options.” We both giggled, because in the week that we have been together that is what the good people of Forks believe.
“I’ll see what I can do.”
“Thanks Leah, I appreciate it.”
We said goodbye and she promised she would call me when they arrived. I told her to just leave a message because I figured that it would be around nine or ten, and Edward and I would hopefully be in the heat of the moment. I didn’t say that thought out loud, but I added that if I hadn’t heard from her by midnight I would be calling her.
At quarter of six, I put Seth’s leash on him; he looked confused as I headed to the car, but climbed into the back seat without any hesitation. I patted his head.
“It’s alright boy, we are just going to our weekend getaway. You’re going to like it at Edwards, he has a big back yard and mommy got you a new bed to sleep in.” I smiled as I shut the door, hoping it will work out with the dog. Seth is really a good dog, and I trained him well. He hardly ever barks, he doesn’t chew things, and he never pees on the floor. I just hope he remembers his manners at Edwards as well as he does here.
Edward opened the door the same way he did on Wednesday night. Only this time as he said, “Hello Isabella.” He took the leash from my hand, and I knew how to answer him.
“Hello Sir.” Edward took the grocery bag and doggie bed from me.
“I thought before we ate, it would be best to show Seth around the house.” I didn’t answer, because he didn’t ask me a question. “Come, bring his bed, we will start in your room.”
I picked the doggie bed up and Edward grabbed the bag with my personal items in and headed up the stairs. "I put all your belongings on your bed. I didn’t unpack any of it, I just opened up the suit cases. I will give you time later tonight, or if we are running late, you can unpack tomorrow morning.” I wanted to say something so he knew I heard him, so I replied
“As you wish Sir.” The door to my room was slightly ajar, when he pushed it completely open, I was amazed. The room had changed, the walls were a soft beige color, and the silk comforter was a deep burgundy color with swirls of beige going through it. There were plush pillows with matching shams and at least six smaller coordinating throw pillows. On the wall behind the head board a black rod iron rod held a cascading burgundy scarf that flowed down the wall.
The window treatments had changed from plain blue to deep beige sheers underneath rich burgundy velvet panels. There was also an additional leather chair in the corner, with a small circular table draped in a white lacey covering. On top of the table an antique tiffany light sat prominently.
I gasped as I took in the changes, walking over to sit on the soft bed feeling the luxury of the plush comforter. As I looked around the room, a clock, and a small bouquet of roses set on the night stand. Books and Cd’s filled half of the once empty shelves. My hair brush and hair clips that I had packed sat on the dresser along with my body powder and perfume. In the far corner of the room stood an antique oval floor mirror made from deep cherry wood.
“The bathroom is done in the same scheme. I hope it’s not too much.” I walked over to the bathroom door and the once white stark space was now rich with hues of beige and burgundy. The picture that hung on the wall of the bathroom depicted a soft serene woman in a flowing beige gown standing in the middle of a meadow filled with deep red wildflowers.
I turned to look at Edward who looked slightly apprehensive, and without thinking I sprung myself at him. His arms opened catching me as my arms wrapped around his neck and I kissed him with as much fervor as I could muster. When I pulled back he chuckled,
“I guess you like it?”
“It’s beautiful, did you do it?” He shrugged,
“My mother helped.” I kissed him again, “Thank you.”
His hands ran over my bottom, squeezing the flesh, making me moan from the tingle that was still there. “You’re very welcome.” Edward placed me back on the floor, and I realized he still had Seth’s leash. As I placed Seth’s bed at the end of mine, Edward unhooked him. Seth strolled over to his new bed, sniffed it and lay down.
“I guess he likes it too,” I said with a chuckle. Edward took my hand, kissing the back of it.
“Come, and let’s eat dinner.” I nodded calling Seth to follow, as I took my journal out of my purse. Once we were in the kitchen Edward picked up a tray of lasagna. “I thought we could eat out back, let Seth get used to the yard.”
“Yes Sir,” and followed him, having Seth come along. We sat out on the covered patio and I placed my journal on the table in front of Edward. He eyed it and we started eating. After a few minutes he asked me how the rest of my day went. I smiled
“It was great, everything seems to be working out for the best, and I…” I stopped not sure if that was correct, he said I could talk freely at the kitchen table, but does the patio count? I wasn’t sure, however by the way Edward’s eyebrows rose I adjusted my speech. “…your girl felt like she had made a difference today. It was a good feeling.”
“I’m glad, the work you do is important and it makes me proud that you give so very much of yourself to help others. Besides, helping others is a way of healing yourself, is it not?” I smiled because he was right
“Yes Sir. It’s just that not all days seem as productive as today was.” We watched Seth walk around the yard while we ate.
“I spoke with my father about an hour ago.” I looked at him waiting for him to finish his thought.
“He said you had an emotional afternoon, he didn’t go into specifics but I assume from what you said, it was good emotions, not something that would hinder our evening.” I didn’t want anything to hinder our evening.
“Yes Sir, it was all good, and thank you for making dinner, it’s delicious.” He smiled reaching out to pick up my journal
“You’re welcome Isabella.” I cringed as he opened it to my first writing assignment. I knew he would read it, but I didn’t know he would read it right in front of me. His eyes creased, and I could feel my nerves begin to jump around – so much for eating. I wanted to ask him if there was something wrong, but I didn’t think it was my place. He took another bite of lasagna, and then sat back in his chair, totally engulfed in my words. I didn’t want to keep staring at him, so I watched Seth navigate through the large yard. When I felt self conscious about that, I played with my food, turning it over with my fork. Edward cleared his throat, bringing my attention back to his face.
“Are you done eating?” he asked, placing my journal back in front of me.
“Yes Sir” He didn’t say anything at first; he just kept searching my eyes. I didn’t know for what, or what he found, but he finally smirked.
“Isabella take your journal, record what you ate here and then leave it on the counter. I placed what you are to wear tonight on the bench in your closet. I also want all of your hair up and you to be ready for me in twenty minutes. Make sure you use the bathroom, it might be a long night.” His last words sent shivers through my spine and tingles straight to my sex. I sat there looking at him for a second, his stern voice made me stir,
“Now Isabella.”
“Yes Sir.” I took my journal looking for Seth.
“You’re wasting time Isabella, I will take care of him.”
I didn’t say anything, just hurried through the door and recorded the small dinner I ate, before heading down stairs. The playroom was set up slightly different. My mat was in the same spot, but next to it was a small table, with a lit candle on it. The bed was illuminated with a soft light, and the golden comforter and pillows that were folded neatly on the bottom of the bed, now adorned the whole top. Lit candles sat on the tables on either side of the bed.
The leather chairs were different. One was in its usual spot, but the other one was on the side of the bed, sitting right next to the tripod with a mounted video camera. At the sight of that, my nerves spiked and I chanted to myself, "you can trust him, you can trust him,” I let out a deep breath and opened my closet.
On the bench was a blue silk under the breast corset with black lace accents. There was also a black silk six string garter belt and a pair of black seamed stockings. The shoes Edward had left out were black patent leather stilettos. As I gathered what he had set out, I realized that none of this was stuff that I had brought with me. I wondered how he knew my size, and then I remembered, “Alice.” She either got it for him, or told him the sizes. He said he wanted my hair up, and I looked around I didn’t see anything to use. “Humm…” oh yeah he said I should use the bathroom.
Sitting on the counter was a hairbrush, hair pins and two silver and pearl hair combs. I can do something with these. I used the toilet, washed my hands, brushed my teeth – to get rid of the lasagna – then started on my hair. I pulled it into a low pony tail, and then French twisted in on itself, using the pins to secure it. I figured he wants me to use the combs, so I tucked them into the twist. It was quick, but it looked good. After washing my hands again, I went back to my closet to get dressed. When I was ready, I gave myself a once over in the mirror and went to kneel on my mat.
The music was very soft, and relaxing. I did a mental check of my position, separating my thighs a little more. I realized that with my hands behind my back, there was more weight placed on my bottom. That wouldn’t normally matter, but my butt was still sensitive from the attention Edward paid it last night, and the heels of my shoes were digging into the flesh. I adjusted my legs so my heels pointed outward, and by doing that my thighs opened slightly wider and my butt was closer to the floor. I think I was as open as I could get. I searched the floor for my speck, but the lighting wasn’t as bright, and I had to really look for it. My eyes just focused on it when I heard the door open behind me.
Just as on Wednesday, Edward didn’t say anything to me. I could feel his presence and his gaze on my body, but he made no movement, just left me there full of apprehension. I was startled by the movement of the table next to me. The unexpected sound of the wood scraping against the floor made me jump a little and I had to take some deep breaths to calm back down. Edward walked in front of me, making me lose sight of my focal point. I didn’t look up of course, but he had on long black dress pants and shoes. Why was he wearing shoes? The back of his hand ran over my bare shoulder and a thrill of anticipation ran through me. I stayed quiet, with my eyes still fixed on the floor.
“I see you remembered your waiting position. Good girl Isabella. We will add some more positions, before we go to the club tomorrow.” Shit! I forgot about that, now I was even more nervous.
“It’s Friday Isabella; do you remember what happens on Fridays?” I thought for a second,
“Yes Sir,” I answered with confidence.
“And, do you have something to tell me?” I thought hard, coming up empty.
“No Sir.” He didn’t say anything for what felt like five minutes but in all actuality it was only a few seconds, finally he responded
“You're absolutely sure?” I thought again, and the only thing I could think of was I was a few minutes short on my sleep, but that didn’t seem so bad. So I answered with a “Yes Sir.”
Edward exhaled loudly, but made no other comment. I kept as still as possible as he walked behind me. His hands came down on both my shoulders.
“Rise up on your knees Isabella.” As I started to rise he continued with the commands. “Thighs tightly together, back straight.” His hand moved down the small of my back, then held my wrists, separating them.
“Arms at your side, fingers relaxed” His voice was quiet yet forceful. I loved when he was in Dom mode; it made my girly parts tingle. His hand ran back up my spine.
“Back needs to be very straight Isabella.” I straightened up. Edward’s hand was on my face, “Chin straight, eyes down.” He walked around to the front of my body, my head was now level with his waist and I could see that he was wearing a blue button down shirt. The color was very close to the corset he had chosen for me.
“Are you comfortable with this position Isabella?” I was, I just didn’t know what it was for,
“Yes Sir.”
“Good, this is your present kneeling position. When I am sitting and you are to present yourself to me, you do it just like this, on my left side. Do you understand?”
“Yes Sir.”
“This is also the position you go into when I say 'Kneel'. Exactly like this, no variation. Do you understand?”
“Yes Sir.” Edward was quiet again, I hate when he is quiet.
“I will tell you to relax,” he came and stood on my right side. “Relax means just that, keep your back straight, arms down, thighs together, and sit on your heels…Relax Isabella” I did, that was easy.
“It is acceptable when I say relax for you to lean your head against my thigh” As I did this he said, “And you may close your eyes as you enjoy my touch.” I closed my eyes leaning my head against his thigh, as his thumb ran over my cheek bone. I think I hummed.
“My sweet pet, enjoys the feel of my touch on her skin, that’s a very good thing, is it not Isabella?” I answered immediately, “Yes Sir.”
“Good girl. Even in a relaxed position, you are to pay attention to my voice and my touch. You may zone everyone else out, but always pay attention to me. Do you understand?”
“Yes Master.” The word left my mouth without any conscious thought. Edward was really quiet, as he continued to stroke my face.
“Good girl. When it is time for you to sit back up, I will indicate that by this signal,” his finger tapped my left shoulder three times, and I straighten my head and back. Edward walked away from me, when he came back he sat down in a chair.
“If I am sitting, relax means that you may lay your head on my thigh. Relax my pet.” As my head landed on his thigh, my eyes closed, and his hand lay on my shoulder, with his thumb rubbing in small circles.
“You please me so very much Isabella.” He was quiet as his hand never left my body, sometimes he would rub my shoulder, other times he would draw long lines down my arm, his hand even dropped down to sweep gently across my breast. When he did that I tensed slightly.
“No Isabella, stay relaxed. No matter where I touch you, you are not to move. You may very softly voice pleasure, but there is to be absolutely no movement.”
My eyes closed again, and I relaxed into his touch as his hand made passes over my neck, back, shoulder, ribs and breast, I made no movement. It was an exercise in control, and was harder than I would have thought. The more he touched me, the more aroused I was becoming, and I know I was practically purring when he said.
“Do you understand Isabella?” My voice was shaky as I answered, “Yes Master.” Edward tapped my shoulder three times, and I straightened up.
“Good girl.” He said as he leaned over to kiss the top of my head. I had to bite the inside my lip to keep from smiling. Edward stood, moving the chair away and moving to the front of me with his hands out.
“Stand up, Isabella.” I took his hands for support standing in front of him. I wasn’t sure how long I been on my knees, but they were protesting. My eyes were still on the floor, my focal spot long gone leaving me to focus on nothing in particular.
“If I am standing, you present yourself exactly like this. Standing to my left with your back and chin straight, arms and eyes down. Stand quietly, with your thighs held tightly together until I acknowledge your presence. Do you understand?”
“Yes Sir.”
“When you are standing and I tell you to relax, you are to relax in a kneeling position. The only time you relax in a standing position is if I am giving you instructions. In which case I will be behind you, pointing out what I want you to view or understand.” Edward walked behind, his left arm along my hip, his right was on my shoulder.
“Relax into me Isabella.” As I did, his right hand drew small circles around my nipples. I stayed very still as Edward whispered in my ear,
“Do you see the video camera Isabella?” I answered with a shaky voice, “Yes.” His voice was stern, “Yes What?”
Damn!
“Yes, Sir.” He continued to arouse my nipples tweaking them now.
“Does that make you nervous?” I didn’t want to sound stupid, but I didn’t want to lie either
“Yes Sir.” Edward pulled back slightly, so he was standing straight. His hand that was on my hip, came around, and dipped into the junction between my thighs. I was going to open for him, but before I moved he said, “Keep your thighs exactly as they are.” How the hell did he know what I was going to do?
His fingers continued to run along the outer edge of my sex as he talked, “The video camera is there for a reason, it’s nothing to be afraid of, it won’t bite you,” with that he nipped at my shoulder.
"It’s just a tool used for training, forget that it is even in the room.” I was quiet, looking at the camera.
“Explain what it is that makes you nervous Isabella?” I took a deep breath, thinking about why I was nervous.
“I…your girl is wondering who is going to see what is on it?” He nodded, “If I assured you that the only people who will see it are standing in this room right now, would that make you less anxious?” I thought about it.
“Yes Sir.” Edward continued both with the pussy petting and the questions,
“Are you prepared to move on Isabella?” I rolled the idea over in my head, I did mark that I didn’t care about videos on my checklist and I do trust Edward, so I answered with a resounding, “Yes Master.” I felt him smile in my ear.
“Good girl.” He walked away from me standing behind my mat with his back to me. It dawned on me that he had just given me a demonstration of how he will give me instructions. Damn, he’s good at this.
“Isabella present yourself.” I walked over to him, standing as he had instructed directly behind him on his left. Edward took a deep breath, but didn’t acknowledge me. “Kneel Isabella.”
I dropped to my knees as gracefully as I could. Keeping my eyes down, and my back and chin straight. Edward took a few steps away from me walking towards the table. When he came back, he stood so close to me that I couldn’t focus my eyes on anything else but his crotch.
“Isabella look at me,” as my chin lifted, my eyes swept up over his chest to his eyes. He had something in his hands, but I wasn’t exactly sure what it was.
“Isabella, our lifestyle is one of rituals and symbolism. The greatest symbol that we have is the collar. The dominant gives it to their submissive as a symbol of possession and protection. The submissive accepts and wears it as a symbol of allegiance and confidence. The collar is an outward symbol of the couples mutual loyalty, respect and trust towards each other. Isabella Swan, I am asking you to wear my collar, would you so honor me?”
He opened the blue velvet box, to show me a silver band with a blue pendant about the size of a dime dangling from it. I heard his words, and I think I had tears in my eyes as I looked at the simple, yet attractive collar. I said the only words that would come out of my mouth, “Yes Sir.”
Edward smiled at me as he held up the silver band, placing the box on the table behind him.
As he placed the collar on my neck he said, “Isabella, I chose this pendant with you in mind. It is a blue pearl. The pearl is the symbol of a pure heart and mind. Blue is the color of loyalty, strength, wisdom and trust. I thought it appropriate that you always be reminded that your needs and best interest will always be foremost in my dominance over you. Because you are mine, you are part of me which means that your health, happiness and wellbeing are as important, if not more so, than my own. Your submission to me is the greatest offering you could ever give me, and I will not do anything to betray your trust in me, my dearest one."
Edward took a small little tool out of the box, and walked behind me. I don’t know what he did, but the silver band pulled tightly around my neck. I could feel his hands on the back of my neck, and I think I heard a small click. His hands were off me, and just like that the collar was locked into place. He walked back in front of me, pulling his key chain out of his pocket, and attaching the small tool/key to the link. His eyes bore into mine, and he smiled.
“Do you have anything you want to say Isabella?”
“May this girl please speak freely?”
“You may.” I wasn’t sure what I was supposed to say, so I just spoke what I was feeling, elaborating on what he had said to me.
“As I offer you my submission, I do it freely. Knowing that I can trust you to do what is best for me. Obeying you, because I don’t doubt that you have my best interest in mind as you guide me to be stronger and more confident in not only our relationship, but towards life in general. I can respect you, because you are a man of honor who shows patience and compassion and yet you are full of strength, confidence and determination. I promise to always do my very best, to not be a burden to you, and to make you proud. To use everything I have in me and every part of who I am, to see to your needs and happiness. Because, if I am part of you, then you are part of me and I feel honored to call you Master.”
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