Chapter 17

EPOV

The room was darker than it should be as I woke up; the blinds were still closed from Bella’s nap yesterday. She lay in my arms sleeping, her back against my chest. Her arms out in front of her face with the rope still secured to her restrained wrists. She looked comfortable. Instinctually I pulled her closer to my body, a sweet murmur of contentment coming from her, as she snuggled back into a comfortable position. I ran my hand through the softness of her hair, drawing it off her face and over her shoulder. She looked so sweet and innocent but I was beginning to know the depth of her passion. My Bella has an audacious nature, and how in the world her ex-husband didn’t harness that and keep it for himself, I’ll never know. But I’m glad he didn’t.

Then again maybe she came into herself when she left him. Either way, his loss is my gain. I moved my hand down over her shoulder, cupping her breast, so very soft and responsive. My dick was pressed up against her back, begging for attention, but it was going to have to wait a little longer. Reluctantly, I detached myself from her and she snuggled back into the pillows whispering in her sleep, “noo…don’t leave me.” Shaking my head and chuckling silently at her nocturnal discussions as I put on my boxers from last night.

“Come on Seth, let’s go out.” He followed me down the stairs and while he went out to do his business I started the coffee pot. I was happy with the way the weekend had worked out so far. Having the dog here was no problem at all; however, we would be gone all day and it would be better to take him back to Bella’s house before going to my parents. I used the downstairs bathroom before letting Seth in. After giving him fresh water and food, I headed back upstairs.

Bella looked like she was still sleeping when I entered the room, but her eyes cracked open.

“Good morning, Isabella.”

“Good morning, Master,” she smiled innocently.

God, I loved when she called me that, my dick that had calmed down before now stirred. She rolled on her back removing the comforter as she went. I watched her as she arched and stretched her body; she was absolutely gorgeous wearing nothing but the restraints on her wrists and my collar around her neck. If she kept that up, my dick wasn’t going to wait much longer.

Climbing back in bed, she rolled in my direction. I put my hand on her lower back tugging her closer to me, her leg hoisted over my hip, and she wiggled against my hard-on. Looking at me innocently through her lashes, her tongue peeked out wetting her lips before her teeth took a hold of the bottom one. I could tell my girl had something devious on her mind by the coy smile she was trying hard to conceal.

My hand wrapped around her bottom squeezing, “What does my Isabella have on her mind this morning?”

Her eyes grew darker and her breathing deeper as my hand slid through the wetness between her thighs.

“Tell me Isabella; tell your Master what you want.” I whispered the words over her lips before kissing her.

She tried to tug her hands free, but that wasn’t happening. When I pulled back, she sighed.

“Tell me Isabella, maybe you’ll get it.” My lips moved over her throat to the juncture behind her ear.

“I’m going to count to three Isabella and if you don’t tell me, it will be your loss… one…two…th…”

“Master your girl would like you inside her,” her voice broke through.

“I can do that,” I smiled. My fingers moved inside her in a circular motion, she hummed.

“Is this what you wanted Isabella?” Inserting another finger I began to slowly pump in and out of her.

“mmm…nooo.”

“No? You don’t like what I’m doing? You seem to like it.” My fingers picked up speed.

“Ohh…yes I...” she started.

“Who?” I added pressure to her clit with my thumb.

“Ahh…your girl, yes your girl likes it.”

“Hmmm, then why is my girl complaining?” Her breath was starting to quicken, and I could see the signs that told me she was getting close.

“Ohhh…your girl is not com..plaining…ohhh…she just was thinking…” Her legs started to tense up.

“What was she thinking?” I slowed down again enjoying the look of frustration on her face.

“Your girl was hoping that Little Eddie would go inside her”

I had to bite the inside of my mouth to keep from chuckling at her name for my dick.

“I’m sorry, I don’t know who ‘Little Eddie’ is. Besides I told you, I don’t share.” Curling my fingers inside of her, I watched as her eyes hazed over.

“Last chance Isabella.”
“Please Master, please fuck your slut,” she panted out a moan.

My fingers left her to be replaced with my dick, giving her what she asked for.

We laid there just enjoying the after effects of morning sex when Bella started fidgeting. I knew what her problem was, but I was going to make her ask. It didn’t take her long.

“Umm Sir, can your girl go to the bathroom please?”

“Yes she may,” I answered, but didn’t release her. Instead I got up pulling my boxers back on, making like I was leaving the room.

“Ummm Master?”

“Yes?”

“Your girl is stuck,” she pulled on the restraints to prove her point.

“So she is. I like her that way.”

She was quiet as I set about picking up my clothes from last night, placing hers on the chair. Her eyes never left me, and as I walked back to the door like I was going to leave, her voice became slightly panicky. “Master may your girl go, please?”

“I said she could.” She was confused and frustrated, and I was waiting for her to get the point all on her own. I was opening my drawers removing what I would need to take along today, and picking out the clothes I would wear.

“Master can this girl use the bathroom now. Please?”

I smiled at her, walking over to her. “Yes, you should have been that specific before, clear, precise questions. Do you understand?”

“Yes Sir,” she answered while I released her restrained wrist from the bed.

“Hurry up little one.” I grinned as I watched her run to the bathroom. She didn’t bother to shut the door and all I heard was a loud “Ahhh…” making me chuckle.

Coming out of the bathroom, she presented herself to me, and I removed the rope from around her wrist. It was braided nylon, there was no chafing or marks, but I rubbed the ointment in telling her that we would go have some coffee before showering to let it penetrate into the skin. I gave her one of my t-shirts to put on, thinking that I needed to have her bring at least a robe or some pajamas in here, so she has something. Although she does look sexy wearing only my shirt.

Down in the kitchen there was no reason to make a big breakfast, because we would be having brunch at my parent’s house. Instead, I requested a bagel with cream cheese and Bella made herself toast with jam. Once she was sitting we needed to talk about last night.

“Isabella, tell me your thoughts on the club.”

She took a drink of her coffee before answering. “Once I was comfortable I could relax and I enjoyed it. Are there always demonstrations?”

“Yes, usually.”

“Can they be anything? Is there a schedule so you know what is happening where and when?”

I sat back swallowing a bite of my bagel thinking about her questions. “In order to do a demonstration, you need to sign up for a time slot, and give a brief description of your… performance. So in a sense yes, there is a schedule, like I knew that the bondage demonstration would be in room B last night. That was another reason I wanted to go. I wanted you to see it, since you expressed interest in that area.”

Bella smiled as I continued to answer her questions. “On the stage there is no penetration allowed of any kind and no edge play permitted. Other than that, anything goes.”

She was still quiet, drinking her coffee. “Why was that Felix so interested in my collar?”

I finished my coffee, handing her the cup to refill. I watched her as I talked, “Felix made it, he owns a jewelry shop and makes custom pieces.”

“Oh,” she said putting the pot back on the warmer. She handed me the cup.

“I’m sorry about Tanya,” I apologized.

“It’s not your fault, and Rose sort of warned me,”she shrugged.

What? Warned her about what? I didn’t need to ask as she just continued on with her thought. “Rose told me I was walking into the lion’s den. Basically, she said that there are people who play and that they would try to mess with me to get to you.”

“When did she say this?” I wasn’t upset, I just didn’t know that Rose and Bella were that close that Rose felt the need to warn her about anything.

“Last night, in the bathroom.”

“Oh, was that her technicality?”

Bella smirked and then her face grew serious as she drew her lip between her teeth.

“What’s the matter?”

“I don’t want to get Rose into trouble.”

I chuckled, “Don’t worry about Rose, I won’t say anything. Now tell me your thoughts on the clamp.”

She made a face.

“You didn’t like it?”

Bella shook her head. “Not that I didn’t like it. It just became really …intense. It was getting harder to cope with, and I was starting to have a hard time ignoring it. Then when you took it off, oh my, that was something else. Then I was so sensitive, and every little touch sent shocks through me, it was kind of amazing.”

“Would you do it again?” I asked as I smiled at her.

She didn’t even think about it, she just answered, “Yes, I would,” making me grin, that’s my girl.

“How did you sleep with the restraints?”

She smiled taking a drink, “Surprisingly well, I didn’t even know that I had them on until I woke up. And they didn’t bother me until I had to go to the bathroom and couldn’t move. Which was not very nice by the way,” she glared at me.

I glared right back, “Lower your eyes Isabella. I answered your question as you asked it; you have to be very direct and precise with your questions. I’m not a mind reader, so don’t assume I know what you mean.”

I did know exactly what she meant, but I wanted her to understand that I expect exactness from her, not vagueness.

“Yes Master.”

I put my hand under her chin. “Look at me Isabella,” her eyes came up to meet mine. “I want to talk to you about today. My parents know about our relationship; however they don’t want it flaunted in front of them. So we can either cut our usual time short, or we can modify our approach.”

“Modify?”

“Yes well, obviously you would not call me Master or Sir. In fact you shouldn’t address me at all unless necessary. When you present yourself, don’t make it obvious, and talk in the first person.”

“Is that what you usually do?”

“In public yes, I’ve never taken anyone to my parents so, this is new to me too.”
Bella nodded, I could see her thinking, but she didn’t say anything.

After a minute I just decided for her. “I think it might be best if we cut our time short, since we haven’t been in public yet. Maybe we should not use my parents as a practice run.”

“I was thinking the same thing; I don’t want to mess up.”

“Ok then, once we leave the house…” I looked at the clock - 8:40 “…which is in an hour, our …usual will be over for the weekend.”

“It’s kind of sad to have it go away.” She got a glum look on her face.

“It will be back... So I can assume the weekend was acceptable to you?” I smiled at her.

“Yes it was very acceptable.” She beamed at me.

That was good to know, I wasn’t too tough on her. But I did enforce my rules, and she discovered more about what is expected of her. I ascertained more of her personality and physical responses along with a starting point for her limits, not too bad for a first weekend.

We showered and dressed. Today is a casual affair so I wore jeans and a white polo shirt with my black Nikes. Bella had on khaki Capri’s with a brown silk shirt and heeled sandals. I gave her my swimming items to place in the bag with hers along with the wrapped gift. We were ready to go and Seth was on his leash, before walking out the door, I took ahold of Bella kissing her soundly.

“You pleased me very much this weekend Isabella.”

“Thank you Master,” she smiled confidently.

We stood there in the doorway staring in each other’s eyes. She was right it is sad to let it go. With a deep sigh, I took her hand, “come on let’s go.”

The sun was shining, it was a beautiful day and if we had time it would have been nice to walk Seth home and take the bike. As it was we were running close on time. Bella quickly took the dog into her house, and I stopped to get a bouquet of flowers, finally we got to the ferry and it was just starting to load. Once aboard we got out of the car and found Emmet and Rose by the railing.

“Made it, huh? Thought I was going to have to tell mom you would be late.” Emmet had stopped for coffee and was handing it to us

“No, it took longer at the florist then I thought.” Bella thanked him for her coffee and started talking with Rose. Emmet asked what happened last night with Tanya and I gave him a quick rundown, watching Bella as I spoke. I could tell she was half listening- half talking to Rose.

I placed my arm across her chest, drawing her back against my body.
“So, what did you decide about next weekend?” I could feel her stiffen in my arms at Emmet’s question.

I glanced down at her telling Emmet that I would let him know.

Once we were back in the car, waiting to disembark I placed my hand on her knee giving a small squeeze.

“You alright babe?”

“Yes I’m fine, why do you ask?” Bella looked at me smiling.

“You seemed tense when Emmet mentioned next weekend,” I shrugged but continued to press, “You don’t want to go?”

Bella put her hand on top of mine. “It’s not that I don’t want to, it’s just…”

“Just what?”

She sighed, “What about Seth and…”

The cars started to move and because we were one of the last ones on, we were the first to get off.

“Bella we can take Seth, that’s not a problem or if you would rather not, can’t Leah and Jacob keep him? Is that your greatest worry-the dog?”

“I’m not worried Edward.”

I glanced at her quickly as I drove, she definitely had something on her mind, I just had to figure out a way to get it out of her. Talk about frustrating. “Bella talk to me, what’s got your panties in a twist?”

Turning off the road onto the driveway, I was getting impatient. “Isabella?”

Her eyes met my sideward glance “Edward, can we talk about this later? Please?”

I wasn’t happy about it, but I nodded as we pulled to the end of the driveway and into the circular carport in front of the house.


BPOV

Edward turned left directly after the boat house that Peggy would be living in. The driveway was lengthy and surrounded by trees that seemed to go on forever. Finally, the car went around a curve and the trees separated allowing me to see the house. Perhaps house was an understatement; this was more like a mini castle. The home was stately, standing two stories tall and composed entirely of brick. The main entrance was at the end of a wide flagstone walkway with shrubs lining both sides all the way up to the house. On each side of the entry way symmetrical wings jetted out. Making the home look grand and dignified; to put it simply it was spectacular.

“Wow!” It was all I could say.

“Do you like it?”

I nodded, “It’s beautiful, and you grew up here?”

Edward was opening his door; “Yeah, I’ll show you where my mother used to measure us,” he chuckled then walked around to open my door.

Rose and Emmet had pulled in next to us, and as I took the black bag out of the car Edward took ahold of my hand and led me towards the house. The arched front door was made of inlaid glass and stood at least ten feet tall, opening to a foyer with another glass door that opened into the main area. The home seemed to be done in whites and creams. Ornate arch french doors were on both sides of the main entrance hall, with a prominent wide curved staircase directly in front.

Esme came to greet us kissing each of her sons and Rose before turning to me with a warm hug.

“Bella it is so nice to see you again, I’m so glad you could join us.”

“Thank you for inviting me. Your home is beautiful.” I smiled. It was better than beautiful but that was the only word I could think of at the moment.

“Thank you dear, Edward; show Bella around, so she knows where everything is.”

Edward took my bag, placing it by the stairs and then took my hand for the tour. Each room on the main floor opened into another with the same arched french doors. The rooms towards the back of the house opened onto the covered patio that looked out over the back courtyard. Everyone else was down there surrounding a large stoned hearth. Alice looked up and waved, I smiled waving back then looked past the gardens to the view of the water and the skyline of Seattle.

“Edward, this is amazing, it’s like straight out of a fairytale,” I murmured, because I just could not get over the awe of what I was seeing.

He grinned taking my hand, “This is my mother’s favorite spot.”

As I looked around at the plush cushions on the natural wicker furniture, it looked very comfortable and tranquil.

“I can see why,” I realized I was still whispering, and after clearing my throat I asked, “How do you get down in the courtyard?”

“I’ll show you, let’s finish the tour first”

Upstairs the right wing contained the master suite complete with his and her dressing rooms that were each bigger than my bedroom. There was also the laundry room and bathroom. On the left wing were four bedrooms, Edward’s was the second one down the hallway. He opened the door showing me the room where he spent his childhood. It was painted a muted blue with white woodwork. Coordinating bedding and drapes finished off the décor. Trophies for baseball and basketball lined a shelf over a student’s desk. A wooden entertainment center held a TV, video games and stereo system, the wall contained sports memorabilia and Seahawk posters.

Edward took my hand leading me over to the bed. He sat down, pulling me into his lap, gathering my hair; moving it all to one side, so he could rest his chin on my shoulder. “I can see your brain working, what are you thinking?”

I looked around the room “Right now I’m thinking you really like sports.”

“Yes I do,” he chuckled. Edward kissed my cheek. “Now let’s talk, tell me your concerns for next weekend, and I don’t want to hear about the dog.”

“It’s not a concern Edward; it’s more of an …observation.”

Edward didn’t say anything; he just waited for me to finish my thought. “Did you look at my calendar?”

He shook his head, “No, is there something next week?”

My hands held his playing with his fingers “No…not next week, but..,”

He sighed in exasperation taking my hands and swinging me so that I straddled his thighs.

“Isabella look at me.”

My eyes met his.

“I can be very patient, but I am not in the habit of having to work so hard to get the information that I request. I’m going to ask you one more time to tell me your concerns. Now.”

“I told you it’s not a concern, it’s an observation. Next weekend we have nothing but the following two we are busy.” He looked at me still not getting it. I furrowed my brow, looking down at his chest “I was just wondering when…if we aren’t home when...” I sighed and then just spit it out “When will we have our… usual?”

To my surprise he chuckled, “One weekend and you’re spoiled already.”

He thinks I’m spoiled? James always said I was spoiled. I could feel the hurt and the tears well in my eyes, and I tried to blink them away, trying to rid myself of the memories.

“Why the tears Isabella?” Edward’s hand was on my chin, lifting my head while his other hand wiped away the stray tear.

I sniffled not trusting my voice. He kept looking in my eyes waiting. I took a deep breath and then muttered, “You think I’m spoiled too?”

Edward’s eyes locked on mine and I could see perception dawn in them, then his arms wrapped tightly around me his hands running down the length of my hair. “No baby, poor choice of words. I don’t think you’re spoiled. What I meant was, one weekend of… the usual…” I could feel his grin against my skin, “… and now you don’t want to be without it.”

“Is that a bad thing?” I whispered softly, feeling kind of stupid for letting mere words wound me to the point of tears.

“No baby I would say that is a good thing.”

Edward’s eyes once again locked with mine for a few seconds before he kissed me. Just as the kiss was starting to make my insides smolder there was a knock at the door.

“You guys in there?” Alice’s voice broke through our building passion.

He smirked at me, “Yes Alice.”

“I’m coming in” The door burst open before I could get up off his lap. She stood eyeing us, making me feel self-conscious under her glare. “Emmet wants to eat and mom said not until you two come out, so wrap it up and let’s go.”

“You know, for someone so little you sure can be annoying.” I giggled at Alice’s mock hurt.

“Tell them we will be right down.”

Alice gave us a sideways glare exhaling in a huff, “Don’t make me come back up here,” she said in her best mommy voice.

“Yes ma’am,” Edward said, and I stifled a giggle as she left leaving the door wide open. He spun me to look at him, lightly touching my chin to make me look at him. “You alright?” I smiled but didn’t answer; he kissed my forehead. “We’ll finish this discussion later, right now we better get down there. The last thing we want is for Alice to have to come back up here.”

“She might spank us,” I said with bogus worry in my voice.

“That’s just too weird,” Edward replied, laughing.

I followed him back down the stairs retrieving my bag and purse. Edward picked up the flowers he brought guiding me to the lower level. Directly across the atrium was another tall arched doorway. He gestured to the left, “That’s the pool area,” and then to the right, “The game room and theater are that way. I’ll show you those after Emmet eats.” I snickered following him outside.

The spacious curved patio was made of the same flagstone that was out front. Wicker furniture set in various seating arrangements filled most of the space. Large free standing umbrellas provided shade over the groupings. To the far left stood the hearth that I had admired from the balcony, standing ten feet tall and least twice as wide. Seating arrangements were positioned in front of it; I found myself hoping that they would light a fire this evening so I would have a reason to sit there.

“It’s about freaking time, what the hell took you so long?”

“I was giving Bella a tour, sorry to interrupt your feeding schedule Emmet”

Jasper said hello as Alice hugged me, “Sorry I didn’t say hi upstairs, but Emmet was getting impatient.”

“That’s ok,” I said hugging her back.

Edward asked for the gift, handing it to his mother with a kiss on the cheek. “Happy Mother’s Day”

“Thank you darling.” She opened her gift while I said hello to Carlisle, who was sitting beside an older woman with thick silver hair.

Edward bent down kissing her cheek, “Hi grams, Happy Mother’s Day.” He placed the flowers on her lap.

“Thank you Edward, they are beautiful. Now, tell me who this lovely young woman is standing next to you.”

“Isabella Swan, this is my Grandma Cullen”

I took her hand, “It’s very nice to meet you.”

“As you dear, sit and talk to me.” I took the seat between her and Esme, who was gushing over the silver locket that contained a picture of her children that was taken when they were much younger. She got up to show Carlisle having him put it on her.

Edward sat in the chair next to his father and once the locket was in place Esme hugged her son thanking him again.

His grandmother turned her attention to me. “Tell me dear, how you two meet?”

This is one of those times where I had to think quickly. I didn’t imagine she would appreciate that I met him at a sex club, but I didn’t want to lie either. I looked to Edward for some help; he just smirked at me raising his eyebrows waiting for my answer.

“Well, actually he ran into me while I was walking in a door,” glancing over at him, he smiled. “He almost knocked me over.”

She beamed at me, and then peeked at Edward, “That’s how I met my husband.” I smiled at her as she went on reminiscing, “I was walking into Macy’s in New York, he held the door for me. Then he secretly followed me around until finally he got up enough nerve to ask me for coffee. We went to the food court and had coffee and shared an Ice Cream. We were married three months later.”

“Gramps stalked you, and you married him.” I stifled my amusement at Edward’s comment.

“Oh yes Edward, I knew when our hands touched - accidentally of course - in the doorway, that he was the one. I could feel the shock.” She looked at me, “I’m just glad he didn’t follow me into the ladies wear.” I giggled along with her. I could see Edward in my periphery lean forward, when I glanced at him, his eyes were down and he looked like he was engrossed in thought.



EPOV

I had heard that story many times, how they met at Macy’s. I don’t ever remember her saying anything about a shock. What kind of shock? Was it a one time thing or was it always there? They were giggling- something about ladies wear. My mother took her seat beside Bella.

“You alright Edward?” My mom asked in apprehension.

I raised my eyes, “Yes, I’m fine.”

Bella was watching me from the corner of her eye; I gave her a small smile trying to disguise my uneasiness.

“Edward, there is a few openings next spring in the residency program, you could put in your application early and take the refresher courses.”

I sighed, it’s not that my father bothered me about my wasted education, but he brings it up every now and then.

“I’ll think about it dad.”

“Well don’t think too long. If you want to apply, you should get it in by the middle of June.”

“Ok…Now if you all will excuse us, I’m starving.” I put my hand out for Bella to take, once her hand was in mine, that tingle went straight through my body. I stood for a second staring at our joined hands; Bella gave mine a little squeeze bringing me back to reality. When I looked up, I caught a grin on my grams face, she knew.

The food was set up in the shade under the balcony. Dad had ordered the typical brunch fare, French toast, Quiche, salads, fruit, muffins, scones, coffee and juice. I really was hungry so I filled my plate. Bella on the other hand, ate like a bird as usual. I didn’t say anything, as long as she followed her food plan, I would let it go.

Once we were seated, the women showed what they had gotten for mother’s day. Alice had two new charms for her bracelet from her children, and a full day spa treatment from Jasper. Rose was given the acupressure bracelet that Bella had talked about yesterday, and new earrings. My father was taking my mother out tomorrow night for dinner and the theater and they were going to stay overnight at the Fairmont Hotel.

Bella admired all the gifts, but as I talked with the men I couldn’t help but notice the small glimmer of sadness in her eyes. It brought to mind what Jacob had said, ‘she will be lucky if she can ever have children’ I wondered if the cause of her distress was that fact, or was she thinking of her own mother. Or maybe I was reading too much into it and she just had to burp. That last thought made me smile.

“Yo, earth to Edward,” Jasper brought me out of my contemplation.

“What? Sorry I was thinking” I tried to focus.

“Was it about the cabin next weekend?”

“Would you shut the fuck up about next weekend.” I said fixing Emmet with a stare

“Edward!” my mother admonished my language.

“Sorry Mom,” I said, as Vinny announced that Uncle Eddie said a bad word.

Emmet couldn’t help but chime in, “Yeah little Eddie, watch what you spit out.”

Bella went into a fit of giggles; she looked at me and laughed harder. I knew what she was fucking laughing at, her pet name for my dick. I tried to fix her with a stare, but it wasn’t working and I ended up chuckling right along with her.

“What’s so fucking funny?”

“Emmet!” my mother was more annoyed.

“That’s it, come on kids lets go swimming,” Alice announced while Emmet apologized for his cursing.

“I swear I raised these boys right.”

Dad and Jasper took the dishes and utensils into the downstairs kitchenette while Emmet and I broke down the tables putting them and the warming trays away. When we got into the pool area, the women were already changed and conjugating in the far corner. Alice was in the pool, holding Mia in some blowup chair. Rose and Bella were sitting on the edge with their feet in the water, while mom and grams sat half submerged on the steps watching Vinny wow them with his back flips.

“Hey! Uncle Emmet, Uncle Eddie, watch this”

He ran from the other side, sprung off the end, flipped once and hit the water with a huge splash.

“That was cool dude.” I agreed with Emmet as he swam back to the edge to do it again. Rose told Emmet that his suit was in the changing room. Bella stood up she was wearing a short little pink and white dress, and I assumed her swimming suit was underneath.

“I have your suit over here,” she walked over to a lounge chair handing it to me.

“Thanks babe,” I said as I flung it over my shoulder.

“Your welcome just put your clothes in the bag when you’re done.”

I smirked at her “Don’t you want to help me?” I leaned close so I could whisper in her ear, “You could shake hands with Little Eddie.”

She gasped and then giggled, I chuckled pulling her to me by her hips. “I couldn’t help it Edward, it was too funny.”

I kissed her softly talking against her lips, “You might just pay for that one.”

Bella blushed the most beautiful shade of pink, looked up at me innocently through her lashes, releasing her bottom lip from her teeth, “Promises, Promises,” she said with raised eyebrows and a mischievous grin. Fuck, the growl was released without my permission as I held her face in my hands while I kissed her.

It took every ounce of strength I had to keep the kiss from going too far. Somewhere in the recesses of my mind I remembered where I was, and as I pulled away I reminded her, “I never break a promise Isabella.” She did that eyebrow thing again, biting her lip and blushing. I sighed, “You’re killing me woman.”

When I looked over I became aware that our exchange had become the focal point of the room. Their expressions raged from shock, fascination, delight, and poor Vinny was wrinkling his nose and shaking his head like he smelled something foul. I just smiled at them, leaving Bella there while I went to change.

When I came out, Jasper was rounding the kids up to put down for their naps and grams was going to lie down as well. Alice went into the kitchen with mom to make some drinks while Bella and Rose sat in the lounge chair laughing about some cat woman. Once everyone was back in the pool area, Bella took off that dress thing she had on revealing the pink two pieces underneath, before getting in the water.

Emmet wanted to play water volleyball, and Alice insisted that the teams didn’t contain any couples. Bella was on the other team with mom, Emmet and Jasper. She played like a girl, but she seemed to be having a good time. I got slightly pissed when she and Jasper were going for the ball at the same time tangling themselves up and going under the water. They came up laughing and Emmet informed them that the object of the game was to get the ball over the net.

She sort of redeemed herself when mom hit the ball and Bella tapped it over to Alice who completely missed it, earning a team high five. Needless to say their team won, making dad and I call for a rematch.

They won the second game too putting an end to the competition.

The girls refilled their drinks and dad brought us all a beer. Bella was sitting on the edge of the pool; I went over standing between her legs, taking her hands so they wrapped around my chest pulling her into the water with me. Alice was sitting on Jaspers lap on the steps and Emmet held Rose against his chest with her legs floating in front of her. While mom and dad sat on the edge with their legs in the water. It was nice to have Bella with me; I was always alone while my family sat together as couples.

“Ok, so Tuesday mom is going to come to my house, before I take Vinny to school. Do you want to meet at my house or somewhere else?” Alice wanted to get her schedule down and was asking Rose and Bella.

“You know Alice, I was thinking after lunch I could take Mia home for her nap; and then if you’re not done I could get Vinny from school for you,” my mother offered.

“Are you sure?”

Mom beamed wide at my dad. “I’m hoping to be very tired after tomorrow night.”

That comment earned a collective, “Ah gross!”

Mom laughed as she stood up. “Help me bring out the snacks dear,” dad got up and followed her.

I took a hold of Bella’s legs under the water wrapping them around my waist, letting my hand skim over thighs while Alice thought out loud. “Plan to meet at my house at ten, Mom can take Mia in her car, that way she has the seat and we can all go together.”

Bella spoke up, “That’s ok, but I have yoga at three, so I need to be back close to two.”

“Can’t you skip yoga?”

“No, I can’t”

Alice pouted and was pleading with her eyes. Bella whispered in my ear, “Tell her I can’t.”

I smirked, “She can’t miss yoga.”

Alice’s face was full of scorn, “You mean I have to rearrange a whole day because of your kinky sex stuff?”

“Alice!” I admonished her while Emmet and Jasper laughed; Bella buried her head in my neck.

“Alright, alright, sorry....” Alice huffed. “Could you take an early morning class?”

I felt her shrug on my back, “Only thing is I go with Leah.”

“Is Leah still doing yoga?” Rose was curious.

“Yeah, she thinks her ass is big,” Bella explained.

“Am I going to get a big ass?” No one had a chance to answer Rose because Emmet interjected, “That’s ok baby, it’s just a bigger target,” he leaned down kissing his wife’s cheek. “Which reminds me, did you tell little Bella, how big my dick was?”

Bella and Rose responded with a resounding, “No!” while Alice went further, “No one cares how big your dick is.”

Rose giggled, “Well, I wouldn’t go that far.” Bella held me tighter giggling in my neck.

“How the hell did we start talking about Emmet’s dick?” Jasper asked confused.

I answered, “I don’t know, but can we not do it anymore?”

“Why don’t you see if Leah wants to come…?” Alice questioned

“All women want to come, ask little Bella, she had to write…”

Bella gasped and before I knew what she was doing, she jumped on Emmet’s back pulling him down into the water, taking Rose along, when he came back up, Rose grabbed his legs and Bella pushed him back under again. After he resurfaced Bella had him in a head lock, “Don’t you talk about my orgasm anymore!” She snarled in his ear, surprising me and making everyone else chuckle.

“Alright, alright, dude control your woman here!”

Mom and dad came back in carrying trays, “Emmet would you leave Bella alone?” mom warned.

“Would I leave Bella alone? She attacked me!”

“I’m sure you deserved it,” dad said knowingly, as Bella took her spot back on me squeezing me around the neck.

“It’s all your fault, you did it on purpose,” she whispered in my ear.

I laughed pulling her head forward for a kiss.

“Damn dude, if I was you, I wouldn’t piss her off.” I grinned at him.

Once everyone stopped laughing, Alice wanted to know if Leah would want to go and if they could change their class time. Bella said she would ask, but if not, then she had to be back at Alice’s house by two. With that settled, we got out of the pool, just as Vinny came back down.

Mom had brought out the salads from earlier along with cheese, crackers, shrimp and pâté, which I was going to make Bella try. The girls pulled the lounge chairs closer to the pool and sat there eating and talking, I sat on the side of Bella’s chair placing the cracker in front of her mouth, and she wriggled her nose, waving it away.

“Just try it” I coaxed, but she shook her head.

“Isabella, try it…,” I leaned over to whisper in her ear, “…maybe you’ll get a reward.”

She smiled brightly, opening her mouth. I watched her face as she chewed, she didn’t show any sign of distaste, “See, it’s not so bad.”

“It’s not so good either.” She said, making me chuckle while she took a long drink. Perhaps that will be one of the things I force her to eat. It won’t hurt her; but it will further instill into her a sense of being owned.

The rest of the afternoon was spent lounging around, talking and laughing with my family. Around six dad started the grill, taking orders for how people wanted their stakes cooked. Half an hour later we were gathered around the patio tables to eat. Dad stood to make a toast:

“Mom, you have always been a rock to me. Esme, thank you for loving me and giving me three wonderful children, and to my children, thank you for the grandchildren. Those that are here and those that are yet to come, may they give you as much joy as mine have given to me. To all mothers…”

We all agreed with a “Salute!”

Dad sat back down after kissing gram on the cheek and then mom. It’s heartwarming that after thirty-two years of marriage they still love each other very deeply. Talk around the table centered on what activity Alice had planned for the evening, but she was tight lipped and wouldn’t tell. Apparently Jasper didn’t know, or else he was sworn to secrecy.

“Bella, Carlisle was telling me about the walk-a-thon. Is that the only fund raiser the center does?”

She swallowed before answering mom, “No, they do three major fundraisers, the walk-a-thon, a holiday gala and auction, and then a dress sale.”

“What’s a dress sale?” Grams asked.

“Umm…dresses get donated, either new from stores or hardly worn from people, and in March we sell them for twenty-dollars each, just in time for proms. People travel hours to come to it. The dress sale actually is our best money maker.”

“I think I saw that advertised at Neiman Marcus,” Alice commented.

“It’s possible; I don’t know where they advertise. I don’t do fund raising, I’ll go and work, but someone else is in charge of that.”

“How many volunteers are there Bella?” Jasper surprised me with his question.

Bella thought for a second, “In total, I don’t know seventy-five maybe eighty? There are eight central committee heads, and then the people who work on those specific committees.”

Grams, who was sitting next to Bella took her hand, “And what do you do dear?”

Dad spoke up before she could answer, “Bella does counseling, and placement. Which she is very good at I might add.”

Bella looked to my dad, and they seemed to share a common memory. I knew it was irrational, but it pissed me the fuck off. I figured I better calm down so I asked a question, because honestly I didn’t know much about the center and I was curious.

“What other committees are there?”

Bella took a drink then sighed, I could see her thinking. I knew she hated being the center of attention, but I also knew that the center was very important to her. She started counting them off on her fingers “Well the hot-line, that’s open twenty-four hours, Court, someone to go to court to provide support, there’s a group who organizes all the outside agencies, which I’m sure is who contacted Carlisle.” Dad nodded “umm…let’s see then there is the shopping crew, they get the supplies that are needed, the cleaning crew, and the clothing crew. I think that’s it.”

“What does the clothing crew do?” Alice asked.

“They sort and wash all the donated clothing.”

“You take donated clothing?”

Bella nodded to Rose and then responded, “Yes, any and all. These women and their children come with nothing. No money, food, clothes. They’re scared; most don’t even know how to balance a check book. They are so beaten down, not just with bruises but their self-esteem.”

“What do you do with them?” grams wanted to know.

“We hide them,” Bella said mater-of-factly. “We hold their hand, give them support, medical treatment, and empower them with basic skills, help them find a job and a safe place to live. So they can go out into the world strong, unafraid and survive.”

Bella had tears in her eyes; I wrapped my arm around her shoulder, kissing her hair. When I looked up Rose wiped a tear away, as well as my mother.

“You know in my day, it was all hush, hush and kept quiet; but now with the laws it should be easier for women to get help and be safe.”

“Unfortunately that’s not the case. Women are still treated as second class citizens, and a man will get more jail time for beating his dog then for beating his wife or child. The only recourse a woman has is to get a PFA- protection from abuse order- and all that does is causes the man more legal problems after he has broken it. If, she can prove it, he can terrorize her, stalk her, and threaten her all he wants. Because unless she can prove it’s him, there is nothing anyone can do about it. And fear is the abusers number one weapon. It’s what keeps women from seeking help or getting better. That keeps him in control, and they get very mad when their control starts to slip. We’ve had volunteers threatened, windows broken, tires slashed, yeah they get really mad.”

“And you do this because…?” Grams wasn’t being nosey, she just was trying to understand.

Bella was quiet, contemplating her answer, finally whispering, “Someone has to.”

I squeezed her leg letting her know that I was there.

“Can anyone go in the walk-a-thon?”

Dad answered Rose, “Yes, I was hoping that maybe we could make it a family outing. I’ll bring home some forms for you.”

Finally Bella smiled, “The more the merrier.”

The dinner conversation changed to a more pleasant talk about what show mom and dad were seeing tomorrow, along with plans concerning next weekend, which I still hadn’t settled with Bella. I figured we would be going, it was just the details that had to be worked out.

The women sat around the fire in the hearth relaxing, while we men cleaned up the dishes and brought out desert. Dad had two different cakes; one was a rich chocolate with dark chocolate icing and chocolate shavings on top. The other was a dark chocolate three layer cake with white icing and walnuts.

“I never knew women liked chocolate so much,” I pondered outloud.

The three of them looked at me, like I just said the world was flat.

“Dude, are you serious?” I nodded at Emmet.

“To a woman, chocolate is like another food group.” my father laughed at Jaspers comment.

“Wait until it’s…that time of the month. Rosie would hoard the shit in her purse.”

“What?” Bella was going to hoard chocolate and eat it all the time?

Emmet tried to explain, “They can’t help it Edward, it’s like a chemical imbalance in their brain or something. If they don’t get it, well let’s put it this way, your little pussy cat is going to turn into a furious lion,” they all laughed at my bewildered expression. Emmet went on asking “How do you not know this?”

Jasper put his hand on my shoulder, “In Edwards’s defense, he’s really never dealt with the day to day contact of a woman. Their emotional changes, the PMS…”

“The changing their mind every five minutes,” Dad said handing me the coffee café.

“Oh and my personal favorite: ‘Does this make me look fat?” Emmet said turning to show us his butt, while they all laughed.

I just stood there taking this all in, “Are you shitting me?” that made them laugh even more.

Each of us had something to carry and we were walking out the patio door when it hit me “Wait, how did you answer the fat question?”

All three men stopped walking in their tracks, simultaneously answering “No!”

Emmet looked me in the eye with a very serious expression. “You always say, ‘No, you look fantastic baby’.” Jasper and dad nodded in agreement. As we started towards the women I looked at Bella and could not imagine her doing the things they were talking about. But apparently all women did this stuff, even my mother? No, they had to be wrong.

I cut a small piece of each cake for Bella and me to share along with our coffees. While we were sitting there Alice explained what we were going to be doing tonight. Charades, boys against the girls, best two out of three the losing team has to sing a Karaoke song of the winning teams choosing. She gave us time while she and Jasper put the kids to bed to decide what song we would choose, writing it down for gram who was going to be the time keeper and judge. It seems that grams was in on this because to keep it fair, she was the one who came up with the phrases we were going to act out.

The fire was lit in the hearth; dad had the patio lights on so we could see. It had come down to the third round. First team to act out all six phrases wins. We needed the last one, and from what I could tell the women were on their fifth. Emmett was acting ours out; we already knew it was a movie. He was holding his hands together like he was praying – one of the girls yelled Fried Green Tomatoes – and Alice stood to do the last phrase – I turned my attention back to Emmett.

Now he is pointing up…
“Prayer up”
“Praying halo”
Then he was making a cross with his finger…
“Jesus”
He started waving his hand encouraging us for more…
“Jesus”
“Savior”
“God!” Jasper yelled and Emmett started nodding
The women were yelling out words.
Emmett pointed to dad…
“God-dad”
“God-husband”
“God-Father”
The Three of us yelled, “The God father!!”
“Yes!” Emmett fist pumped in the air.

The women all moaned, “aww…what was it Alice?”

My sister sounded dejected, “Black tie event.”

“Damn,” Rose muttered.

“Alice, why were you holding your hair?”

“It’s black Bella!”

They broke out in fits of giggles.

“Couldn’t you guess that Bella?” My mom asked through her laughter.

Bella shook her head laughing, “No!”

Rose was still laughing, “Why didn’t you point to your shoes?”

“Because then you bitches would have been saying toes and feet, you couldn’t even get it from my hair!” Alice complained.

“But your hair isn’t black.” Bella stated, blinking at Alice.

“It’s close enough Bella, Mom isn’t my hair black?” Alice turned to Mom for support while everyone began laughing again.

“No, honey it’s not.” My mother was laughing just as hard.

My father cleared his throat loudly, four pair of eyes turned to look at him.

“You women lost; mom give them their song.”

Grams handed my mom the folded paper, she took it with a smile on her face.

Mom opened it up and then looked at dad, “You’ve got to be kidding?”

Chapter 16

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

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
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