Chapter 31

“What do you think they were doing on the floor?”

“For the fifth time Emmett, I don’t know what the fuck they were doing on the floor!” I wanted to know myself, but I was sick of the same damn question. I suppose if Alice wouldn’t have given such an asinine excuse I might have just chalked it up to one of the silly things that women did, like go to the bathroom together, hold hands while they walk down the street, and talk about their periods while eating dinner

“I still say they were drunk. You should have heard them giggling like a bunch of school girls.”

“Maybe that’s because they are girls.” Jasper was also getting perturbed by Emmett’s one track mind.

“Whatever... are these ready to go?” My brother asked pointing to group of chairs that belonged on the front porch.

“Yes those two sets are dry,” Jasper answered pointing out which ones he meant, while I went back to hosing off the chairs for the back patio.

There were only a few more chairs and one table left to do, and then we could start cleaning up. We had gotten everything done and I was looking forward to a hot shower and a relaxing night sitting by the fire with Bella.

I could hear Alice yelling my name from the front porch it took me a second to realize that something wasn’t right. As I got closer to her I could see the tears running down her face and I started running when I heard Bella screaming at someone.

“What the Fuck is going on!” I yelled as I rounded the porch, stopping dead when I saw Bella cowering against the wall. Her knuckles were turning white from holding her fists so tightly against her face as her arms shook against her chest. The others were trying to tell me what happened but I couldn’t think about that, all I knew was Bella fucking needed me.

“Isabella, open your eyes and look at me.” I got nothing.

“Now Isabella.” I was forceful with my words, taking her hand away from her face so I could touch her. When her eyes opened they were full of stark terror.

“That’s my girl.” I needed her to stay with me, and calm down so she could breathe. Her eyes roamed to see who was around us, but I quickly called her attention back to me and waving everyone away before cupping her face. It seemed like hours before there was life back in her face.

“There you are.” I didn’t dare take my eyes off hers when Alice handed me the tissues, I was worried she would lose her composure again. After I wiped the tears off her face and she blew her nose, reality set in and Bella sobbed against my shoulder. I wanted to get her upstairs and into a warm tub so she could relax.

Her grip was so tight around my body that I had to pry her off me to set her down to get her undressed. While she swung her legs over the tub, I removed the plug from her rear end and she slid down in the water letting out a sigh.

I sat on the edge of the wall staying as close to her as I could without actually getting into the water myself, watching for any sign of distress. As she told me what happened I washed the fresh tears off her face and tried as much as I could to reassure her that everything was going to be alright. Even trying to make her smile with my bathroom remark, but she wasn’t ready for that yet.

Caius? All the anxiety was over Caius, or rather the fact that I had not told her the extent of the confrontation. Aro had warned me about not keeping things from her and to be honest I didn’t think that it mattered, but apparently I was wrong. She had a right to know even if I thought it to be inconsequential at the time.

While we talked one of my problems had been solved; Bella’s melt down gave me the perfect opportunity to address her and Seth temporarily staying with me. I knew she had a security system, but the problem was Seth. The yard at my house was completely enclosed and he could be outside without any worry. If Bella stayed at her house she would be stubborn enough to insist on being outside with him. And although I still wasn’t sure there was anything to worry about, I just didn’t want to take the chance.

I highly doubted that Caius was dangerous in anyway. He’s a businessman who has never been in any legal trouble, at least none I know of. Either way it would be a good thing for Bella to change her routine; and maybe it would be a good time to take that trip to Victoria. We could go for a few days and then head over to Forks. It’s kind of on the way and it would give us a chance to relax without any outside disturbances.

Bella splashed me with water at my crack about her being a free maid service and I knew it was time to get her out of the water. Alex had said it was best that she not submerge the tattoo, but this bath was therapeutic and completely necessary.

“When did you take out Big Blue?” What the hell is she talking about?

“Big Blue?” Oh, first the butt plugs are pretty now they have names and according to Bella big blue is not that big. Well I will have to see what is big to her. We will save that for another time, but at the moment I wanted to get her into a warm bed.

Laying in my arms the conversation came back to her safety and I decided that from that moment on full discloser was going to be my motto. Even if I deemed it to be insignificant I would share it with her.

After reassuring Bella that it was unnecessary that we go help my family finish working, I lifted her chin and asked the question that had been on my mind all day long.

“What were you three girls doing on the floor?” Bella’s eyes widened and her lip went between her teeth as her whole face turned bright red.

“What?”

“Isabella don’t give me that, you heard me.” Her eyes left mine glancing downwards and she was biting her lip so hard I thought she would draw blood.

I went to prop myself up because I was going to demand an answer when there was a knock at the door. Bella let out a long auditable sigh only further escalating my curiosity. I watched her as I walked to open the door, to find Rose and Alice holding a tray.

“We brought Bella tea, is it alright if we come in?” My head turned to Bella, she looked uneasy but nodded in approval. Glancing back at my sisters I stayed where I was blocking the doorway.

“You can come in if you tell me what you were doing on the floor earlier.”

They both got a blank look on their face then answered in unison, “What?”

“Well, at least you all got the same fucking answer.” The two of them were stunned for a brief moment.

“Nice language Edward, do you kiss our mother with that mouth?” Alice asked sternly while Rose inquired, “Can we come in or not?”

I stepped aside wondering what the hell they were hiding and determined to find out.

The three of them stared, making me very uneasy but I didn’t want to leave if Bella was hesitant.

“Will you be alright?”

She nodded not at all reassuringly, but my sisters basically told me to get the hell out of there. I took one last look before leaving. “Come down when you’re ready, or call me and I’ll come back up.”

“Alright,” Bella’s voice still sounded slightly shaky but Alice was unwavering.

“She’ll be fine Edward.”

I listened outside the door for a second to make sure she was fine and all I heard was laughing. Emmett was right, they are a bunch of giggling girls and at that moment I was glad that my sisters were there for Bella.

Jasper and Emmett were out back putting tools and some the equipment away, and they stopped what they were doing as I approached.

“How’s Bella?” Jasper’s heartening concern was welcomed.

“She’s better, they are all up there having a fucking tea party” My eyes automatically scanned the window to my room.

Emmett snickered, “Fucking chicks, they think tea is the answer to everything.” Emmett’s face grew a little solemn. “I’m sorry dude; it was my fault she freaked out so bad!”

“Why do you say that?” I didn’t understand what he meant.

“I was putting the chairs on the porch and Bella walked around the corner, she looked like she was lost. I asked if she was alright, but she didn’t answer and then she was crying, and I touched her on the shoulder and that’s when she lost it. She started screaming ‘don’t hurt me’ over and over, I tried to get her to calm down but she wouldn’t listen.” His face morphed into a grin and I couldn’t figure out what he found humorous about that.

“What’s so damn amusing?” I was slightly perturbed.

“Dude, she cold cocked me,” he said rubbing his chest, “for a little thing she is fucking strong.”

“It’s the adrenaline,” Jasper announced.

“I don’t give a shit what it is,” his eyes met mine as he lifted up his shirt, “seriously, I think I’m going to have a bruise!”

Sure enough, in the middle of his rib cage was a red mark about the size of a small fist.

“Bella hit you?” I asked as realization took hold.

“Yes...” he said with mock amusement. “I’ll live, I just hope she didn’t hurt her hand,” he added pulling his shirt down and rubbing the bruised area with his hand.

I tried to think if Bella’s hands looked injured. I couldn’t remember seeing anything, but I wasn’t exactly looking either. I would have to make sure to check on them later. Part of my mind was thinking about that, while the other part couldn’t get over the fact that Bella struck him. I wondered if it was purely defensive or a deliberate assault. Emmett assured me that it happened accidently while Bella lashed out in an act of self-preservation.

“Edward, the abuse she suffered was severe?” Jasper inquired softly.

“Yes, I haven’t heard the worse yet. What I have heard makes me want to track down James Cummings and beat the shit out of him. We are going to Forks in a few weeks, I only hope I run into him” I answered Jasper’s question as simply as I could. This was Bella’s story to share, not mine.

Emmett grabbed a hold of my arm, “You need to keep your cool!” His eyes were fierce. “For one thing it is in the past. But more important, little Bella is up there,” Emmett pointed up at the house, “she is depending on you to give her strength. You going there acting all Neanderthal and looking for a fight is not going to help her.”

“He’s right Edward. You need to take a step back and stay removed from the situation that occurred years before.”

Are they fucking kidding me, I couldn’t believe what I was hearing.

“You guys don’t know what that asshole put her through!” I hissed at both of them.

Emmett dropped his grip on my arm, “I don’t want to know, after what I saw earlier, I can only imagine what she went through. The fact of the matter is that she has enough anxiety without worrying about your state of mind, and whether you are going to be able to control yourself or not. Don’t add more pressure to her, you keep your composure, you play nice, and you give her the support she needs.”

“That’s right Edward, but…,” we both turned our attention to Jasper, “the bastard acts up while you’re there, I say he’s fair game!” I smirked at his grin, and outright laughed at Emmett’s reply, “definitely fair game!”

We set about cleaning up, the trash from the yard needed to be put into the back of Emmett’s jeep, and then the only thing left was the power washer and as we loaded it, I realized the cap for the water portal was upstairs in my room. I had put it in the pocket of my hoodie so it wouldn’t get misplaced and then changed when I lay down with Bella.

The door was still closed when I went upstairs to get it, knocking I waited to be told it was alright to enter. The three women were on the bed; Alice was perched against the headboard brushing through Bella’s hair. Rose was laying on her back with her head on Bella’s exposed thigh.

Bella looked up from running her fingers through Rose’s hair to meet my eyes. She had clearly been crying and when I looked at the other two so had they. I was concerned for a moment, but Bella held my eyes waiting for me to acknowledge her. As I moved my hand she smiled warmly and I figured whatever had happened up here was between them.

Retrieving what I went up there for, I made to leave when Rose spoke up. “Edward, will you have Emmett start the grill?”

“Sure,” I looked to Bella, “You’re going to put real clothes on.”

“Yes Sir.”

When I got back outside I told Emmett what Rose had said. They both asked what the girls were doing upstairs; I told them they were talking. That was the truth besides I had no clue what was going on or how to describe it. It was just another one of those weird things that women did together.


BPOV

I was slightly nervous when Edward left me there with the girls, but the feeling didn’t last very long. Alice sat on the bed with the tray and I asked Rose to get me one of Edward’s t-shirts and a pair of boxers from his drawer. Once I had something on I got up to get a pair of socks, it was cool in the room and I didn’t want to have to explain the ink on my foot. It was almost gone and if I could have soaked in a tub and applied just a bit of friction it wouldn’t be there at all.

Alice poured us each a cup of tea, then handed out the linen napkins so we had a place to put the chocolate chip cookies. “Are you feeling better?” She asked with concern.

“Yes, I’m sorry I freaked out. I don’t know what happened.” I added putting a drop of milk in my cup.

“I’m so sorry Bella; I thought you knew about Caius...,” I stopped Rose before she could finish.

“It wasn’t about Caius…well it was, but not totally. I just…I didn’t know that he wanted me, and when I thought about it - it freaked me out, and I was afraid and then I couldn’t find Edward…,” I rambled then took a sip of tea looking down at the tray. “…I don’t know what happened after that.”

“Panic attacks are the worst aren’t they? You can’t control any part of it and you feel like the world is closing in on you and you can’t breathe.” Rose hit the feelings dead on, she knew exactly what it felt like, and then she added, “I haven’t had one in a long time.”

“Is it the fear that causes it?” Alice’s voice was a mixture of concern and curiosity. Rose answered while I sipped the hot tea.

“Sometimes, other times it might be a smell or even a taste in your mouth, and all those horrible memories come flooding back and your body just tries it’s best to fight them off. For me, it was the smell of cigarettes.” Her hand ran over the middle of her stomach and her eyes grew distant.

Taking ahold of her hand, she lifted her eyes to mine and her unshed tears were threatening to spill at any second. “I had to force myself to work in the bar Bella. Because I refused to let those animals keep me in fear. Every day before my shift I would make myself so sick to my stomach I’d throw up…,” her jaw was tight while she persisted, “…but I went to that bar where it reeked of cigarettes to prove to myself that I could survive!” I smiled sadly at her knowing exactly what she was talking about.

“You know, people who are supposed to love you have the most power to destroy you.” Rose was right about that too, they did have the power.

“That’s because you trust them,” Alice added softly.

“Yeah you do, and then when they hurt you so badly it’s so hard to trust again. When you finally do, in the back of your mind you wonder when the shoe’s going to drop.” Rose looked at me while she started talking:

“I was twenty, not as young as you but still young. Royce was a political science major; we had met at a party on campus. He didn’t drink very much; at least I had never seen him drunk. We were only together three months and I thought he loved me.” Her voice was mechanical while she remembered the details.

“Because it was homecoming weekend he had some friends from the city stay over in his dorm room. They had gone to a party but I didn’t go, I had a project to work on, besides I thought I’d be an understanding girlfriend and let him be with his friends.” Rose took a drink of tea. “I had left a book in his room and I went to get it.” It took her a moment before she went on.

“There were four of them, Royce and three of his friends. When I first got there, he acted like he was glad to see me. ‘Hey Rose, did you come to visit me?’ There was no mistaking the fact that he was drunk. His words slurred and he was smoking…,” her eyes met mine, “…I didn’t know he smoked. He put his arm around me, holding me tight…too tight. It made me uncomfortable.”

Rose tilted her head looking at both of us, “you know how you get that feeling in the pit of stomach?...” I nodded, I don’t know what Alice did, I couldn’t take my eyes off of Rose.

“…Yeah…I got feeling, but I couldn’t do anything about it. His friend Marshall Baldwin,” she spit out his name like it left a nasty taste in her mouth, “grabbed my arm saying, ‘Royce has been telling us about you. I can’t believe you’re that good,’ I didn’t know what to say, I just wanted to get my book and get the hell out of there.”

“Where were the other two Rose, why didn’t they help you?” Alice asked with a shaky voice.

Rose lightly shook her head with a somber look on her face. “The other two were just sitting there, they would have harmless but Marshall…well he was the ring leader, and Royce…,” Rose sucked in a sob, “…the one who said he loved me…,” she sniffled, “…held me down, while the others…,” tears were falling from her eyes and Alice and I were crying with her.

“They put their cigarettes out…,” Rose wrapped her hands around her mid section, “…and I screamed…that just…they liked my screaming,” she said through her tears. I couldn’t stop myself, my arms went her and I held on to Rose and Alice held on to me and we cried.

When the tears had turned to quiet sniffles we used the linen napkins to wipe our faces and blow our noses, Alice asked the question that I was afraid to ask. “What happened to them Rose?”

“I did what I suppose to do, I pressed charges. But I was made to look like the slut who went up there looking for sex and got more then I bargained for. The Baldwin’s are a wealthy family and they used their money to make me look bad. Royce was let go on a technicality. Tom and Richard both left the next day; I never saw either one of them again.”

It grew uncomfortably silent in the room, and Alice moved to lean back against the headboard. I picked up my brush and started working out the tangles in my hair from the bath and I asked, “How about Royce and Marshall, do you know what happened to them?”

Alice took the brush from my hand waving me over to sit in front of her. While I got comfortable Rose sighed laying down on her back with her head on my leg. She closed her eyes and I ran my fingers through her hair in a relaxing manner.

“Royce was killed the following summer. He was at a bar and there was some kind of fight, he was hit over the head with a baseball bat.” I looked down at Rose, she had an evil smile on her face. Her eyes met mine, but her expression never changed.

“I suppose you think that is callous of me, to be happy about his death. Well I’m sorry Bella, when I read that in the paper all I could feel was pure joy and I hoped that he suffered.”

“I don’t think that’s callous, I think its retribution.”

“I think the bastard got what he deserved; they should have cut off his dick and stuffed it down his throat.” Alice’s voice was full of venom as she worked through my hair.

“What about Marshall?” Alice asked peering over my shoulder. Rose straightened her head gazing up at the ceiling.

“He’s the reason I don’t go to Chicago. I told you, daddy’s money can buy lots of things. He’s an Alderman in the twenty-second district…,” We both gasped. “…do you know how hard it is to listen to people talk about how wonderful a man he is…?” Roses voice started to shake bringing new tears to my eyes, “…when I have to carry around the scares as a constant reminder of what kind of man he truely is.”

She swallowed hard, blinking back the tears. I didn’t know what to say to her I just tried to comfort her as best I could. The soft knock broke the silence; Edward came in eyeing us but didn’t say anything. When I met his gaze he signaled for me to continue and I smiled at him, watching while he took something out of the pocket of his hoodie. Rose asked him to have Emmett start the grill and before he left he turned to look at me.

“You’re going to put real clothes on.” It wasn’t a question.

“Yes Sir,” I answered before he shut the door.

While I dressed alone in the room, I thought about what Rose had lived through and wondered how she found the strength to go on with her life. It took me years of counseling and a mountain of anti-depressants to even get where I am now. I suppose some people would think I’ve overcome the worst of the residual effects, but I knew better.

Rose was right; the hardest part is allowing yourself to trust again. To give someone a glimpse into the worst parts of your life and wonder what kind of judgment they will have. Edward continues to tell me to share those parts with him: the shame, the misery, the fear. The problem is those things have become such a large part of who I am, that I don’t know if I can let them go.

That sounds completely fucked up.

But as I stood there looking at myself in the mirror - running my hands along the two braids that Alice had put in my hair - I wondered if my fear was from Edward’s reaction, or mine. I was beginning to wonder if I kept so much to myself because my subconscious mind would mourn the loss, I didn’t know who I would be if those things were gone.

Yeah that was fucked up.

I was expecting to see Edward downstairs so I was surprised that he wasn’t there. However, my mind was a lot more rational and I didn’t freak out this time. The girls were in the kitchen cooking; actually Rose was in the kitchen making some kind of sauce on the stove. Alice was sitting on a stool drinking a glass of wine and I sat down next to her.

“Can I do anything?” Feeling bad that Rose was working I offered my services.

“Yes, you can drink some wine with me,” Alice replied pouring the dark red liquid into the glass, Rose grinned.

“Drink one for me too.”

We sat there talking about nothing of consequence, I asked Alice who was watching her children. I knew that Esme and Carlisle were in Oregon and I assumed they didn’t take the kids along with them. She laughed telling me that Jasper’s parents had them for the weekend while she poured herself another glass of wine.

I kept glancing at the door hoping Edward was going to make an appearance. Not just because I missed him, but I was going to need to use the bathroom…soon. Alice’s question brought my surveillance to a halt.

“How much longer Rose?” I thought maybe all the wine was getting to her and she needed to eat.

Rose glanced over at the clock on the microwave, “twenty minutes, as soon as the chops are done.”

“Hmmm…that’s not enough time.”

“What do you want to do?” I wondered aloud

“I was thinking about taking Jazzy upstairs and… practicing” She explained as a huge grin lit up her face.

Rose snickered and I almost choked on the wine.

“Well here Alice, you can practice on this…,” Rose put the pot she was cooking with in front of us, “…this shit looks like cum.” Glancing at the thick white sauce in the pot I agreed with her.

Alice stuck her finger in to taste it, “mmm…it don’t taste like cum!” Sticking the end of my finger in, I had to agree the white cheddar was really good.

“I wonder if a person could live on cum?” Alice speculated aloud.

“Well...,” I knew the answer to this, “…it doesn’t contain very many calories. But it’s high in protein, carbohydrates, potassium and other essentials. Plus one ejaculate contains as much vitamin C as an orange.”

“Get the hell out of here!” Rose was stunned. “You mean when I get a stuffy nose I should swallow some gizz?”

“Yes, a daily shot of sperm is like the best multi-vitamin you can take.” I giggled taking a sip of wine.

“UH!” Alice huffed next to me, “I just wished it tasted better. Like why can’t it taste like chocolate or something yummy?”

“Alice if it was that good, there would never be any babies born, we would be gobbling that shit up five times a day!” We all laughed at Rose’s explanation.

“Em would be begging me… ‘Please Rosie…no more…I can’t take no more,’” she was waving her hands as she laughed along with us.

In the middle of our banter Emmett came in from outside but we couldn’t stop snickering; He eyed the three of us and then the half empty bottle. “Now I know your fucking drunk!”

“Em, I can’t drink,” Rose assured him with a quick kiss as he got three beers out of the refrigerator.

“How much longer Em?” Alice really wanted to try out her new skills.

“About fifteen minutes.”

“Well that’s not going to be long enough.” Alice announced making us laugh again while Emmett narrowed his eyes as he headed back outside.

Edward immediately came inside, and as I met his gaze I could see the longing I felt for him reflected back at me. He motioned with his hand for me to come to him and I wasted no time in responding. His arms wrapped around me drawing me closer and I rested my head against his chest, breathing him in.

“Emmett said you were drunk,” his words came out in a hushed tone against the top of my head.

“I’m not drunk; I do need to use the bathroom.”

“Hmmm…,” that was all he said holding me tightly. After a few seconds I looked up into his face. Edward had on that dark mask he wears that doesn’t allow me to see what he is thinking.

“May I please go, Sir” I knew the ‘sir’ was unnecessary, but everyone else was out of ear shot and yes, I will agree I threw it in hoping for a favorable answer.

His hand ran down my back to feel my bottom which was still sensitive from this morning, and the backup underneath my hoodie and t-shirt touching bare skin. The feel of his hand on my flesh causing that now familiar tingle to radiate down my spine and I had to bite my lip to keep from voicing my pleasure too loudly.

I would have thought that the desire that coursed through me was all one sided except for the fact that Little Eddie was like a steel rod trying to rivet his way into my stomach. Edward’s hand continued moving until it reached the closure on my bra.

“You may go as long as you remove this and hand it to me when you are done.” I narrowed my eyes as his words took meaning in my head. He wanted me to sit at the dinner table with no under things on at all. I thought for a brief moment, my hoodie was loose and no one would know - so what did I care?

“Yes Sir,” acquiescing to his demand. Edward nodded once, tilting his head in a dismissive manner.

I never realized how good it felt to empty my bladder, the relief was almost orgasmic and as I sat there I secretly was thanking him for the privilege. After washing my hands and removing my bra I folded it as small as I could tucking it into the front pocket of the hoodie. When I opened the door, Edward was leaning against the side of the pool table; his hand came up effectively stopping me.

“Show me Isabella.”

Reaching into the pocket to remove the bra he stopped me.

“That’s not what I mean. Show me.” It took me a second to realize what he wanted.

I bit my lip and while I tentatively raised my shirts I could feel the blush on my face. I knew Edward was facing the doorway and could see if anyone was coming towards us. But the fact that someone could come in at any moment was mortifying and erotic at the same time. It was so different than in the car this morning. Even if someone had seen us, they would have been perfect strangers with only a bizarre story to tell. But these were people I knew and would have to see, often.

“Higher, raise it over your face.” As soon as I complied, Edward’s hands were on my breasts circling the nipples. I could feel them pucker growing harder than they already were. I felt some kind of suction and then it was gone only to be repeated on the other side.

Before pulling my shirts back down I felt his thumbs run over the tips of my nipples and I let out a soft moan as the muscles in my stomach clinched together. I could feel something encircling them producing a dull ache that I in no way found painful.

“Come Isabella, I believe it’s almost time to eat.”

Dinner was a normal Cullen affair, easy banter and light conversation. Alice had brought up the beach trip she wanted to go on, saying that there was a great resort in Trinidad, California not the island. Emmett and Rose still wanted to take their trip alone later in the summer, so if Alice could get the information together and the rooms were available they could go their first week off, which was in two weeks.

Edward glanced at me when Alice asked if we were interested in going along. He told her that we had talked about going to Victoria for a few days and we had the weekend coming up in Forks; but if she got us the information we would talk about it and let her know.

Because of the conversation no one paid very much attention to my eating habits except for Edward, who only smirked at me. Half way through dinner I began to fidget around, my ass was better but my nipples were throbbing with an uncomfortable need to be touched.

I tried being slick by using my forearm to brush against them in an attempt to ease the torment but Edward caught me. At first he just raised his eyebrows at me, and then he narrowed them finally giving me the hand signal telling me to stop it -Now!

A had never been so glad to be able to get up from the table, I needed to go to the bathroom and see what he put on my nipples and scratch them or squeeze them or something because they were driving me crazy.

I tried to get Edward’s attention and he looked at me, but there was no permission given and I went about helping to get cleaned up. When the table was clear I volunteered to wash the dishes while Rose dried, giving Alice a break. She and Jasper went upstairs to ‘relax’ for a little bit before we all enjoyed the evening together.

Standing there doing the dishes I didn’t even try to hide what I was doing. I literally stood there scratching my breasts through the thick fleece material, grabbing ahold of the t-shirt underneath and rubbing it over the irritated nubs.

“What the hell is the matter with you?” Rose mumbled making me jump. I looked around; Emmett and Edward were over in the main area. Edward was stoking the fireplace and Emmett was just sitting there watching him.

“Holy Hell Rose!” I said under my breath “My nipples feel like they are going to pop off!”

She smirked at my discomfort.

“It’s not fucking funny!” I was serious. “I don’t know what he put on them but it’s driving me crazy!”

Rose smirked again going into the freezer and giving me a piece of ice. “Here this will help, but only for a brief moment. Try not to touch them; it only makes them more engorged and uncomfortable.”

Looking over my shoulder, I quickly put the ice on my sore nipples. “Ahhh…” Rose laughed at me, and she was right it did alleviate some of the discomfort, but I couldn’t stand there all night with ice on my boobs.

“Hey, we going in the tub?” Emmett’s thunderous voice coming from behind made me jump. Edward wrapped his arm across my shoulder placing a kiss on my temple. “Isabella can’t submerge her back, but I’m going in.”

“What’s wrong with your back?” He was curious and as I handed Rose the last pot to dry, I turned around to look at him.

“Umm…I got a tattoo on Thursday.”

“Well come on girl, let’s see it!” Emmett said handing Edward a bottle of beer. I wasn’t sure about that and I looked to Edward to see what I should do when all of a sudden Jasper yelled, “Holy Fuck!”

Emmett and Edward looked up at the ceiling with narrowed eyes and confused expressions. Rose and I looked to each other and snickered.

“Well, I didn’t hear her gag.” Rose announced loudly making me laugh.

The two men looked at us like we had grown a third head. “What the fuck do you mean she didn’t gag?”

Edward wasn’t as insistent; he scrutinized the two of us, and then looked back to the ceiling and when his eyes met mine again they had a knowing edge to them. “Isabella, what were you doing on the floor earlier?”

“Ummm…”

“Ummm …is not an answer.” I bit my lip wondering what he was going to say, I mean really Alice was a grown woman and if she wanted to swallow her husband’s dick she can.

“Well Alice wanted some…advice.” Emmett seemed to catch on to what I was talking about.

“You gave advice to my little sister on giving a blowjob?” I couldn’t tell if Emmett was upset or kidding, so I was glad that Rose answered her husband.

“No, of course we didn’t Em.” My eyes went to the woman standing next to me lying through her teeth, but then she redeemed herself. “Alice already knew how to do that, we showed her how to deep throat, and from the sound of it we did a great job too.”

I thought their eyes were going to jump out of their head and then Edward laughed, Em still didn’t see the humor. “It’s not fucking funny Edward. Our little sister is upstairs on her knees with Jazz gripping the back of her head while he shoves his cock down her throat.”

“Jeez Emmett, thanks for the mental image.” Edward shook his head; I think he was trying to clear it.

Emmett finally grinned, “what the hell would make you two teach that to my baby sister?”

“She asked us to.” I glanced to Rose shaking my head. “Well not really, she was kind of goaded into it and then once the banana was down her throat…,” I didn’t get to finish because poor Emmett held his hands in the air in Edward’s halt motion.

“I don’t even want to know anymore.”

Rose strolled over to him, “geez Emmie; she’s a grown woman.”

“Emmie? Is that like your Eddie?” Edward’s eyes widened and I thought I was in deep shit for that comment, but he laughed pulling me into his arms.

“Alright little Bella, I’m going to forgive you for corrupting my little sister, and you’re going to forget all about the Emmie.”

“Deal!” I added with a high five.

Chapter 30

BPOV

…..“Last thing Isabella, for the rest of the weekend you are to request and receive my permission to use the bathroom.”

What was that? Ask and receive permission to use the bathroom? I wasn’t sure I heard him correctly but when I glanced at him his face hadn’t changed, he was dead serious. I fidgeted in the seat, my bottom tingled like crazy and every time I thought I got comfortable the warm sting would return.

“Do you have any questions?” Edward’s eyes quickly roamed over in my direction before returning to the road.

“Ummm, yes sir? You want your girl to ask permission to use the bathroom?” I could hear the horror in my voice as it rose an octave. “Can she ask why?”

“She can, but she shouldn’t expect an answer other than to say that receiving permission for your basic human needs is something that I deem to be necessary for this weekend.” He looked in my direction again then added.

“My girl should also sit still, because I find all her moving around to be distracting.” I could see the grin playing on the side of his lips. I didn’t say anything, I was still trying to take in all of his instructions.

“Is that the only question you have?” I could feel my teeth biting into my lip as I thought.

“No?” the word came out like a question, and Edward waited for me to ask what I wanted to know. “You want your girl to just ask, in front of everyone?”

Edward sighed, “No Isabella, you cannot just ask, you are going to have to present yourself to get my attention and then wait for my response.”

I was trying to understand what he meant because he said that I was to present myself by meeting his eyes and then wait for a signal from him to tell me what to do.

“Master you want your girl to make eye contact with you and let you know with her eyes that she needs to use the bathroom, and then wait for a signal of permission to go. Is that correct?”

“Yes,” Edward was quiet then he added, “If you are next to me, it is acceptable for you to get my attention by touching my hand and then waiting for a response.”

I think my mouth was gaping open like a fish as I tried to comprehend how this was going to work.
“May this one whisper in your ear?” I thought maybe that would be an easier option.

“No,” he was adamant, “that would draw attention from the others as to what was going on. The only time you can verbally seek permission is when we are in our room or completely alone.”

I was debating in my mind why he would expect this from me. We have never discussed it and I couldn’t remember if there was something on my limits that dealt with bathroom restrictions. The whole concept certainly won’t hurt me. It could be humiliating asking for permission like I was a child. I wouldn’t want others to know what was happing so I would need to be very stealth to not bring unwanted attention to my behavior.

Seeking Edward’s consent for the most basic of human needs will certainly be a humbling experience. Then Jane’s words came to my mind ‘as a submissive we humble ourselves while honoring our Master.’ Is that why Edward was requesting this, to see if I would honor him?

Sitting there shifting around in my seat it became clear to me, it didn’t matter. I had spent the last ten minutes or so having an internal debate with myself over a decision that was already decided. I trusted Edward, explicitly, and in that knowledge was the only answer I needed. I would do what he asked of me because it was in my best interest to do so.

Edward had remained quiet throughout my deliberations and when I glanced in his direction he looked as undistracted as ever. I suppose he knew that I was going to need time to come to terms with his requirement. His composed self-confidence gave me strength of mind, and for that I was thankful.

“Master?” Edward’s eyes glanced to me quickly to let me know I had his attention. “Your girl doesn’t need a reason; she will do as you ask.”

“Good girl.” At his words I looked down and spotted his phone in the console and the tingle in my butt reminded me of the picture.

“Master, can your girl please see the picture?” I tried to put on the best pleading job I possibly could. It must have worked because he chuckled handing me the phone.

“Call me, the picture will come up.” Two seconds later a melody I had never heard came from his phone. It was slow and sultry, and when I glanced at him his eyes were shining with delight.

He knew what I wanted to know.

“That’s by Anthony Hamilton, it’s called ‘Diamond in the Rough.’”

I wondered why he had that song as my ringtone?

“You’ve never heard it?” He asked, lifting his eyebrows.

I shook my head, “no Sir.”

“I’ll have to make sure and play it for you sometime.” Edward got a sly smile on his face, making me wonder what he had in mind.

Throughout that little conversation I had missed the picture, so I rang his phone again then gasped at what I saw. I could feel my face heat up from the blush and hear Edward’s chuckle at my reaction. I couldn’t help it, my ass looked and felt like it had sunburn and held between my cheeks was the blue jewel. The combination made my butt twinge even more and I shifted in my seat much to Edward’s amusement.

“What’s the matter Isabella?” His knuckle ran down the side of my face.

“Nothing, it’s just…redder than expected.” I said putting his phone back.

“I would wager to guess that from the way you are wiggling around, your bottom is probably still very pink.” My face grew impossibly hotter at his words.

“Tell you what, let’s have a look.” As he said the words the car pulled over onto the shoulder. I looked around unsure of what he was doing.

“Come on be quick, pull your pants down and let me look.”

I hesitated for a second before unhooking the seatbelt and moving to my knees on the seat. Unbuttoning my pants I was very aware of where we were. The rural road was not busy but that didn’t mean a passing car couldn’t drive by at any minute. As my pants scratched over the flesh of my bottom I had to bite my lip to keep quiet.

“Lift your shirt up.” The command in his voice made me do as I was told.

“Mmmm. Yes, still quite pink.” He pushed my pants down further on my legs.

I had never felt so exposed in my life; or more turned on. I knew it was bizarre, kneeling half naked in a car on the side of the road where anybody driving by could see. But I didn’t care I found it to be absolutely titillating and I wanted him to touch me so badly.

His lips brushed against my bottom in a single kiss and I felt his fingers on me and then the plug turning inside of me making me moan softly.

“Easy love,” he softly said and then two fingers ran through my wetness and I felt so wanton at getting aroused by this little scene. Edward placed another kiss on my bottom then pulled my shirt back down.

“If it was not illegal to do so, I would have you stay like that for the rest of the drive. But since that’s not possible, you need to get back in your seat.”

A minute later my pants were back in place and we were on our way. The whole pit stop took less than five minutes. I didn’t know if anyone actually drove by or not and frankly I didn’t care.

Edward had turned off the main road crossing a single lane steel bridge that ran over a small waterway. The road was mostly straight and surrounded by tall mature trees. It felt like we had been on the two lane path forever before we finally crossed another bridge and the area opened up into a huge flat meadow. Nestled in the back among the tree line was a single two story log cabin.

Pulling the car along side of a silver escalade, Edward finally came to a stop. The cabin had two large windows that jetted out over a front porch that wrapped around the whole exterior of the house. As we got out of car the only thing I heard was the running water in the small river that ran along the banks of the property. The air was much cooler here and I was glad that I had thought of putting on my hoodie.

There didn’t seem to be any movement inside the cabin as I followed Edward up the stairs that lead to the front door. Inside, the main room was completely open and painted an off white color with exposed oak beams and woodwork. It was very rustic with dark leather furniture, wooden tables, and braided rugs on top of the shiny wooden floors.

To the right, at the bottom of the open stairwell, was a dining table that sat in front of French patio doors leading onto a deck, or perhaps maybe it was a continuation of the porch. On the other side of the table was the kitchen situated in a corner of exposed wooden beams. In the left corner a fire was blazing in the stone hearth.

Jasper came in through the patio doors carrying several logs for the fire. “Hey! You guys made it. Hi Bella,” he added with a smile.

“Hi Jasper.” As soon as our pleasantries were done Edward asked where the others were.

“They all went into town, Emmett wanted to get beer, the girls went for food and Alice wanted to get stuff to make Hot Totties,” Jasper said with a smirk and then added, “they didn’t think you would be here so soon.”

“I made good time and only had to make one small stop.” I smirked and blushed at the memory and of course Jasper took notice of my reaction.

“Yeah, I don’t want to know,” he said with a grin walking past us. “Alice said the linens are all clean but you have to make your own bed.”

The top of the stairs was a loft that overlooked the main room below with the bedrooms jetting off on the sides. Edward’s was the first one on the right; he pointed out to me who had the other rooms and where the bathroom was.

The bedroom was painted the same off white as downstairs. The antique brass bed sat underneath a large picture window. The dark brown drapes and valance created a frame around the picturesque view of Mt. Rainier in the back ground.

“Wow.” That was all could say as I looked out the window.

“Do you like it?” I couldn’t take my eyes away from that view.

“It’s beautiful.” I said the word like a prayer.

Edward wrapped his hands around my waist, resting his chin on my shoulder and placing a kiss just under my ear. “That is just a volcano Isabella, beautiful is what I’m holding in my arms.”

Twisting in his grasp I let my finger run through the soft silky hair on the back of his neck. His eyes were bright and joyful and I felt beautiful when I was with him.

“Master, your girl loves you very much.”

“Well that is good to know, because I love her very much.” He placed a soft kiss on my lips then pulled away. “Let’s get unpacked and get the bed made before they all get back.”

There was a small dresser and a closet, but because we were only staying one night neither of us had alot of clothes. Edward had gone out into the hall to get the linens and together we made the up the bed. I was putting our extra shoes in the closet when he told me he had something for me and handed me a book.

“I wanted to give it to you before we left, but it slipped my mind.” I looked at the title, ‘The Yoga of Discipline’ by Gurumayi Chidvilasananda.

“This is the guru that Jane put in my journal?”

“Yes, it’s the only book of hers I have; I thought you might be interested in reading it.”

I looked at the title again. “The yoga of discipline. Hmmm…”

Edward chuckled, “It’s not what you think,” he laughed again then shrugged, “you might find it enlightening.”

“Thank you.”

“Come on, I’ll show you the rest of the house,” Edward said taking my hand in his.

Downstairs off the main room was a library with a pool table smack-dab in the center, and a small bathroom off to the side. Off the back deck was the hot tub and down by the water there was a fire pit with Adirondack chairs sitting around it with the view of the mountain in the background.

I didn’t see Jasper when we came down from Edward’s room but as we went back inside he was coming in the front door with all the others carrying everything they bought.

“Hey Edward, Little Bella, glad to see you could finally join the party,” Emmett said by way of greeting while Alice and Rose were more conventional.

No one had been here all winter and we were there to prepare the cabin for the season. Alice had made a list of household tasks for us girls to do inside. It consisted mostly of cleaning chores: dusting, washing windows and sweeping floors. The men had their own tasks to do outside: clean out the gutters, power-wash the house, and clean and set up the patio furniture. The plan was to eat lunch then get started working, and hopefully be done by dinner time, leaving us the evening and all day tomorrow free to relax.

So while the men went out to get started we worked in the kitchen making lunch. There wasn’t much room in the galley style kitchen, so I stood on the outside of the breakfast bar preparing the fruit salad, while Alice worked at the counter pressing burgers and Rose stood opposite me chopping vegetables for a salad.

“Alice thanks again for all the outfits; I’m sorry I should have called you yesterday.” She looked up from her goo covered hands.

“I wasn’t sure if Edward was going to give them to you right away or not. Did everything fit?”

“Yes and I didn’t show…,” I hesitated for a second catching myself before saying Edward’s name, I wasn’t sure if that was allowed. I cleared my throat to not sound stupid then added, “…him, how the dress looked on me.”

I was sort of proud of myself; Rose caught my eye and smirked, I guess I didn’t fool her.

“The only real problem with that dress is - you can’t get on your knees.” Rose announced like she was telling me the time.

Alice looked over her shoulder while she washed her hands and stated, “I don’t get on my knees Rose.”

I bit my lip trying to hide my amusement at their exchange. Rose spun around quickly putting her hand on her hip.

“How the hell do you give a good blow job without getting on your knees?” The look on Alice’s face was too much and I giggled, while Rose made her next point.

“Girl, there is no fucking way you can deep throat, unless you are on your knees!” I couldn’t believe this conversation was happening until Rose glanced over her shoulder at me. “Bella do you deep throat?”

Oh fuck!

The two were looking at me like I had the answer to the mystery of life and I had to respond. “Umm…yeah I do, on my knees.”

“See?” Rose’s head moved in a cocky manner while Alice scowled.

“Listen, if you two bitches want to get on your knees and swallow cock down your throat then be my guest.”

“Just because you can’t do it, don’t get mad at us.” Rose huffed turning back to face me and grinned.

I kept as quiet as I could up to that point. If she didn’t want to that was one thing, if she didn’t know how to, well that was something else.

“It’s not that hard Alice, it’s all in the angle of your neck.” Alice glared at me, but I could see the curiosity on her expression. Rose wiped off her hands.

“Come on Alice, it’s time you learn and Jazz is going to love it.” Rose said taking a hold of Alice’s arm and pulling her out of the kitchen to where I was standing. “Bella bring that banana,” she ordered.

It became very clear that poor Alice didn’t have a choice anymore; she was going to learn how to do this one way or another, or gag to death trying. Rose made her get down on her knees while I handed over the banana.

“Alright Bella, you talk her through it.” Alice looked scared while I knelt beside her.

“Rose! I don’t want you sticking that banana down my throat!”

Unimpressed by her objection Rose unpeeled the fruit. “Look Alice, if you would rather, I can go upstairs and get a dildo?” I cringed at the thought, but it was Alice who voiced her opinion.

“Ewwww…that’s just nasty! You’re not sticking something in my mouth that was in your vag!”

“Then shut up and take this like a woman!”

Rose placed the banana at her lips while I had her angle her head to give a clear path. As Rose pushed further into her throat Alice gagged. On the next pass I talked her through relaxing her throat muscles using my finger to trace lightly over Alice’s neck. It didn’t take her long until she had the hang of it. Alice gagged again when I told her to swallow around the invasion and Rose removed it to give her a minute to catch her breath.

“I think I’m going to get lock jaw, my Jazzy’s got stamina.” I giggled along with Rose at that statement. The whole exercise was so absurd; I could not believe three grown women were kneeling on the floor giving deep throat lessons.

“How much stamina can he have?” Rose asked through her laughter. It must have been the educator in me because I calmed myself and went on with the lesson.

“That’s when you use your tongue and teeth.” Rose put the banana back in her mouth and I talked her through basic tongue exercises.

“Ok now try to…,” Rose didn’t get to finish her statement because the front door opened and we were face to face with three curious men. My wide eyes went right to Edward who cocked his head and narrowed his eyes at me.

“What the fuck are you girls doing?” Emmett’s voice resonated through the room, but my eyes were still locked on Edward.

I heard Alice’s pixie voice next to my ear, “Bella lost her contact and we were looking for it.”

At her words I sucked in a breath and my mouth dropped open in shock. Edward glared at me while he spoke, “Isabella doesn’t wear contacts.”

oh shit.

I didn’t know what to say, but Alice didn’t miss a beat.

“Ohhhh… see? I told you we didn’t have to look for it,” she said in a nonchalant way as she stood up. I was still pinned to the floor by Edward’s glare. In my peripheral vision I could see his hand move and I got up assuming that was what he told me to do. I stood biting my lip and hoped to god he didn’t ask me what was going on.

I decided I needed a diversion so I shifted on my feet and pleaded with my eyes to be dismissed to use the bathroom. Edward inclined his head in the direction of the other room and I wasted no time in getting the hell out of there.

When I rejoined the group everything was business as usual and I pretended to quietly work on the fruit salad while waiting for Edward to acknowledge me. Once I got the go ahead I causally looked around for the banana not having a clue where Rose stashed it.

Emmett picked up the burgers to get them on the grill and Edward startled me by squeezing my bottom. His hand ran along the seam of my jeans and he pressed through the material on the jewel that was attached to the plug. I had to force myself to remain still and not bring attention to what he was doing.

“You will tell me…,” that was all he said in my ear. But I knew what he was talking about. It’s not like we were doing anything wrong but still, I wasn’t sure that Alice wanted her brother to know.

“…later” and he squeezed my bottom tightly making me have to bite my lip to keep from moaning. I picked up a chunk of the apple I was dicing and placed it in Edward’s mouth. While he chewed he kissed my cheek then went outside with his brothers.

Breathing a sigh relief I went back to what I was doing wondering what the hell I was going to tell him later. I should just tell him the truth; after all it was Alice’s asinine excuse that brought so much attention to me.

The three of us were so quiet, and the tension was almost unbearable, until Rose broke and began to giggle. Then we all giggled, which turned into outright laughter that brought tears to our eyes.

“Alice why did you say we were looking for Bella’s contact?” Rose asked through her chuckles.

“It was the first thing I thought of,” Alice answered wiping the tears from her eyes.

“Oh my God! Now what the hell am I suppose to tell him?” We all laughed again, “And where is the banana?” I wondered out loud through a fit of laughter.

Rose pulled the smashed fruit from the pocket of her hoodie, banging it on the counter and that just brought about more hysteria. The patio door opened and Emmett came back in eyeing the three of us while we tried to stifle our amusement.

“Are you girls in here drinking?” We shook our head while Rose told him no. When he walked outside with the spatula in hand, we all three burst out laughing and Emmett yelled, “Yeah, they’re fucked up!”

Sitting on the hard wooden chairs to eat lunch was a difficult task. Between the spanking this morning -and the butt plug- I found it very hard to sit still. My constant fidgeting brought on a new command from Edward. He fixed his gaze on me making a slashing motion with his flat hand and I didn’t need an explanation that he meant for me to stop it.

After everything was just about cleaned up I needed to pee, and Edward was avoiding my attempts to gain his attention. Rose was washing the dishes and when I stuck my hand it the hot water to wet the dish rag, I had to squeeze my internal muscles together. While I wiped off the table and chairs I tried again to get his attention this time noisily pushing the seats back where they belonged. Jasper looked, but that wasn’t going to do me any good.

Rinsing the rag out I wiped at the counter but my eyes bore a hole into the side of Edwards head. Come on, please look at me…look at me…please? Finally finished with his conversation on what setting the power washer should be on, (who the heck even knew it had different settings?) he gazed at me, but I got nothing.

I sighed and went about wrapping the leftovers in foil, glancing up every few seconds trying desperately to get a reaction. When everything was put away and Alice was drying the last of the dishes, I was growing concerned that I wasn’t going to be able to hold it much longer. I bit my lip and tried to convey that concern with my expression. Edward tilted his head so slightly it took me a second to realize he had granted my request. I smiled, practically skipping to the bathroom, letting out the most satisfied sigh as I finally got to pee.

Starting upstairs, Alice, Rose, and I moved from room-to-room with our cleaning routine. We danced and sang along to music, talking about nothing of importance when a song came on we didn’t like. Before we knew it the afternoon had sped by and we only had the library left to do.

As we got underway, Rose asked if we were going to the club tomorrow night.

“Um…yeah, he wants to go and show our faces because of all the rumors” I still didn’t see why we had to, but it didn’t matter.

“Oh my word Bella, Rose was telling about some of what was being said, those stupid evil bitches!” I grinned at Alice’s remarks and she added, “that’s terrible, they’re just jealous.”

“I don’t think it’s jealousy.” After all why should they be jealous of me? “I think it’s more curiosity, they just don’t understand how someone new can come along and cause so much change to the…statuesque.” I shrugged.

“That’s bullshit Bella; and all that crap that went on with Caius and Irena! Aro should have sanctioned their ass!” I had to agree with Rose, what they did was rude and just plain mean. She continued with her comments.

“I wished I would have been a fly on the wall when Aro and Edward laid into them.” I stopped what I was doing.

“They yelled at them?” That was news to me. I knew that something was said, but I didn’t realize there had been that much of an argument.

“Hell yeah they yelled at them, who the fuck do they think they are? And Caius wanting Edward to hand you over so he could train you…,” Rose kept talking but I didn’t hear anything else she said after that.

Why would Caius want to train me and what made him think Edward would let him or that I would go with him? I don’t even know him and I certainly wouldn’t trust him. It didn’t make any sense. Did Caius somehow know me? Does he know where I live? Would he try to hurt me or do something to get a hold of me, and what would he do to me if he did? My eyes filled up with tears and I suddenly felt sick to my stomach.

I dropped the vacuum and ran out of the room, I needed to see Edward. I needed to know that I was safe. Throwing open the front door I scanned the yard - he wasn’t there. As I moved along the porch to look out back, I sniffled wiping my nose with the back of my hand while the tears ran down my cheeks. He wasn’t there either, I started gasping in breaths and blinking my eyes to get rid of the tears. I could feel my heart pounding in my chest and lungs getting heavier with each gasping breath I took.

Think Bella..think…His car…where’s his car? I could feel the panic rising in me while I took in the spot where he had parked. It’s not there…oh my god, he left me here. I could feel myself shaking as the weight of the air pressed against me. There was a high pitch wail in my ear as I tried to focus through the tears. Someone touched me on the shoulder and out of reflex I cowered against the wall.

“Nooooo….don’t hurt me…don’t…don’t…don’t hurt me!”

“Bella,” someone said my name, and then I felt a hand on my arm and I tried to swat them away hitting something very hard. “Nooooo! Don’t…Don’t Hurt Me!”

My hands came up in a defensive stance in an attempt to protect myself from whoever it was.

“What the fuck is going on!”

Edward.

I heard his voice, but I it was so dark I couldn’t see him.

“Isabella, open your eyes and look at me.” I tried, I wanted to I was just so afraid.

“Now Isabella.” I felt the current from his touch on my face and when I opened my eyes Edward was right in front of me. His dark eyes were somber and his voice stern; this was not my boyfriend, this was my Master.

“That’s my girl; keep your eyes on me. Shhh… Isabella calm down…breathe with me,” I tried but all I could get was quick short gasps of air.

“Come on baby, nice deep breathes… in…,” I drew air in through my mouth, “…and out…” letting it out along with his. As my breathing began to slow down I became aware that others were with us and my eyes shifted to see who it was.

“Isabella, don’t look away from me.” I focused once again on his eyes. “Shhh…that’s my girl, stay with me. Breathe Isabella, Breathe…nice even deep breaths.” I could feel my muscles begin to relax and my chest felt lighter with every breath I took.

“There you are.” I could feel Edward’s hands cupping my face. He removed his one hand to take something from someone and then they walked away. I didn’t know who: I was too afraid to look away from Edward to find out.

He wiped off my face with a tissue then handed me one to blow my nose. I looked at him and all the pent up emotions from the panic attack came out in a sob. “I’m sorry..I’m so..sor…sorry!”

He wrapped me in his arms letting me cry against his shoulder. “Come on baby, wrap your arms around me and hold on.” Edward hoisted my bottom lifting me so my legs wrapped around his waist and I clung to him like he was my only means of survival.

Inside the house I glanced over his shoulder but the room was empty and I was glad for that. It was bad enough that Edward had to see the crazy woman; I didn’t need everyone’s judgment or worse their pity.

I thought we were going to his room, but he walked past the door. Instead, opting for the bathroom where he deposited me on the tiled wall that encased the tub. While the water was filling he began to remove my sneakers along with the rest of my clothes. He had me swing my legs over the tub so I could slide down into the water. I leaned against the back, closed my eyes and let the warm water soak away all the unease.

“Where’s your car?” I know it might have sounded like a silly question, but in my mind had his car been there I wouldn’t have freaked out so badly.

“It’s in the outbuilding.” He told me wiping my face with a cloth then explained, “I moved it because of the power washing, I didn’t want it to get full of muck and mud.”

Oh, that made sense.

“What happened baby?” I closed my eyes fighting off the tears.

“I couldn’t find you…and the car was gone…and I thought,” I sniffled and Edward wiped my face again.

“Did you think I left you?”

“I don’t know. I just knew I needed to see you, and I couldn’t find you, then your car was gone.” The tears were back he wiped them away with the back of his hand.

“Shhh…I told you. You’re not getting rid of me that easy.”

After a few minutes of quiet Edward asked another question, “why were you looking for me? Did you need to use the bathroom?”

I grinned at his too perfect face. “No.”

He waited for me to talk, wiping my exposed skin with the cloth. I didn’t know how to explain the fear and panic that over took me, so instead I asked, “what does Caius want with me?”

Edward cocked his head to the side, “I don’t know. I’m not sure he even does. I think he might just want to discredit me or cause a rift between us, it doesn’t make any sense to me and that’s why I don’t want you talking to him.”

“Why didn’t you tell me?” My question caught him off guard and it took a second for him to answer.

“In hind sight I should have told you. But I didn’t, and still don’t think it is anything to worry about.” I looked out the large picture window that was next to the tub into the dense forest thinking about what he just said.

“I think I need to change my house code and lock Seth’s door, I don’t want him outside alone anymore.”

Edward sighed tucking a lock of hair behind my ear. “I think that is a good idea. I was going to suggest that Seth stay at my house. I’m home most of the day and my yard is enclosed and secure. Plus, you’re there most of the time anyway.” I looked at him trying to figure out what he was suggesting.

“Are you asking me to stay with you all the time? I have a house, what do I do with that?”

He pursed his lips then ran his fingers through his hair letting out a long sigh. “It’s not permanent, just temporary. There is probably nothing to worry about but I would feel better knowing that you and Seth were safe with me. I also don’t want you going to your house alone.”

“Do you think they know where I live?” I could feel the panic starting to rise again.

“I don’t know baby, but even if they did you have that security system that Houdini himself couldn’t get through. In fact, other than to break up your routine, it would be safer to stay at your own house.” I thought some more on what he just said.

“Is that the only reason you want me to stay with you, so that my everyday habits change?” I was trying to judge from his answers if he was hiding any concerns from me. My security system was the best money could buy, and I suppose that if someone was watching me it would be better to change my routine. Edward’s comment cut my mental ramblings short.

“That’s not the only reason…,” What does he mean? “…there is perks that come along with you staying at my house.”

I smiled at his grin, the big perv.

“You know what I mean…,” his eyesbrows raised as he said, “… the free maid service.” I gasped and then giggled splashing him with water making him chuckle.

Edward moved to get up taking a towel from the stand he held it out for me a cue to get up. As he wrapped it around me I glanced over at the sink and there sitting on the corner was the blue jeweled plug. “When did you take out Big Blue?”

Edward squinted at me trying to figure out what I was talking about, and then comprehension took ahold. “Big Blue?”

“Well it’s not that big, but it’s better than calling it ‘The Blue Jeweled Butt Plug,’ don’t you think?”

Edward scooped me up bridal style and then retrieved Big Blue handing it to me to hold. “Yes love, I suppose it is a better name.”

The house was so quiet when we exited the bathroom and I wondered if had frightened everyone away. Edward laid on the bed with me, covering us with the heavy quilt. Snuggling safely in his arms I thought of something he had said.

“Why don’t you want me to go to my house alone?”

“I would prefer you to not go anywhere alone for a little bit. I can’t tell you why exactly, other than to say that I’m not comfortable with it.”

Propping myself up, I looked in his eyes. “Do you know something you’re not telling me?” I tried again to see if his confidence was just a façade, but I didn’t see any deception in his eyes

“No.”

I laid my head back on Edward’s shoulder relishing in the warmth and safety of his arms around me. I could hear movement and voices coming from downstairs and out the bedroom window. I started to feel guilty that they were all finishing the work that needed to be done while I was laying here. Worse was that because of me Edward was being kept from the work he had to do also.

“We should go help get everything done.”

His arms tightened around me while he kissed the top of my head. “Don’t be silly. They can handle the rest. You need to rest and that’s more important.”

The room became quiet and wrapped up under the blankets listening to the constant beat of Edward’s heart I was starting to drift off to sleep.

The sound of his voice waking me, “tell me something.”

“What?” I responded.

Edward moved back, cupping my chin to make me look at him.

“What were you girls doing on the floor?”

Chapter 29

EPOV

Bella is one amazing woman. The longer I’m with her the more remarkable she is to me. I wanted to do wax play tonight. It was a practical choice since she was still sporting some black ink on her foot. I suppose had she been able to soak in a tub it would have been gone; but because of her new tattoo that was out of the question.

The healing process was another reason why I thought the wax would be a harmless activity. She could lie there quietly and enjoy the experience without getting too aroused. I should have known better, I think my girl could get aroused doing just about anything and she is fucking beautiful while doing it.

I love watching her respond to the attention I give her body. She came alive with the application of the mineral oil, and by the time I had used the metal combs on her, she was frustrated that I kept it away from where she wanted it. When I finally got around to touching her nipples she was so needy that the noises she made caused my dick to throb.

I had attached shields to the clamps so that no hot wax would get on her sensitive skin. As respondent as Bella is, she just wasn’t ready for the intensity of that yet. The shields also add a small area that will hold the ice in place; it’s a win-win situation. However she needed to hold still or the ice wouldn’t stay balanced on the top of the plastic shields.

I used the paint brush to apply a thin layer of melted wax just to get her reaction. It also provides me a grid so I keep the hotter wax away from certain areas that would cause too much discomfort. Bella was getting lost in the sensations, and I wanted her mind clear and focused. She was going to need to control herself and be prepared when I removed the clamps.

Bella followed my directions taking in deep breaths and staring in my eyes as I released her captured nipples. Her body at first going rigid and then shuddering and cursing, but she held it together and I was glad for that. I didn’t want to have to punish her, but I would have if need be.

I applied a thin layer of oil over the wax and she gasped when my hands ran over her sensitive breasts and wiggled her hip while I removed the latex panties. I wanted her in the panties so that I remembered not to take the wax down too far and it also provided a barrier just in case of accidental spillage; because let’s face it, hot wax on the pussy is not very pleasant, and I certainly didn’t want to injure her even by accident.

Bella’s response at seeing herself was pure amazement; when she lifted her arms to get a better view my hand tightened around her hips. She was sleek and shiny and more beautiful than any piece of art I could imagine. Removing the wax can be just as much fun as putting it on. Often times I use the flogger, but tonight I just held her against my chest while she purred as my hands moved working the teeth of the comb over her body.

Motioning for her to kneel, I thought how well Bella was becoming familiar with the signals. I would have liked to have a full day for her to be more comfortable with them, but we just didn’t have the time. We had to leave in the morning and she would need to know them by then. That was why I had her serve dinner tonight in a formal setting. The kitchen table was her place to speak freely and she needed to be in complete sub-mode while I introduced her to the next step of training.

I couldn’t stop the groan that left me when Bella took me fully into her mouth, it felt so good and my dick was so fucking hard it was throbbing. I have no idea how she takes so much of me in her mouth, but my god when she clamps her throat muscles around me, I can barely control myself. My hips started thrusting in time with what she was doing, and every time she moaned around me the vibrations just added to the sensations. Between the pressure from her tongue and the feel of her teeth, I wasn’t going to be able to hang on for very long.

Bella had been doing much better with her eating and I was going to make her wait until Sunday night to prove that she was taking it seriously. But I had watched her over the past few days and the look of total defeat when I pulled away from her was heart wrenching. After checking her journal at dinner I had decided to give her the benefit of the doubt and end it tonight.

As her mouth continued to clean me off, Bella’s eyes fluttered up through her lashes to meet my gaze, there was total pride and elation behind her stare. She needed to feel the confidence and pride in her submission and I needed to remind her that I was still going to be monitoring her. I had hoped that I wouldn’t regret the decision to end this early, which she assured me I would not.

When she thanked me I needed clarification, her eyes were blazing with exhilaration as she spoke, “For trusting this one.”

I couldn’t look away from her stare; it was filled with love and admiration. How could I not trust her? When she has trusted me with so much and I wanted her to know that I was grateful for it. I used her own analogy to make her understand.

“It’s a see-saw Isabella.” The huge smile that broke out on her face let me know that she knew exactly what I meant.

Lifting her off the floor, I set her back on the table to remove the restraints and the panties that were still around her ankles. I had used my oily hands to strip them easily from her body, but since I left her feet clipped together they couldn’t be completely taken off. My hands skimmed over her legs to where her thighs parted. My head was so close to her center I could smell her arousal and I wanted so badly to taste her. But I thought that would be cruel to begin something I would not allow her to finish.

So with a sigh I lifted her feet to undo the restraints, placing a kiss on the bottom of the right foot while looking in her eyes. Bella’s face turned into a sad smile and I knew the remorse that she held, but there was nothing I could do about that. I had told her when the ink was gone, and even though it was just as tough on me, I had no choice but to follow through.

“Soon Isabella, soon.” I reassured her, and the ink was wearing off so maybe by tomorrow night it would be gone. Definitely by Sunday at the latest, we would be able to put this punishment behind us also.

When all the restraints were off, I blew out the candles before taking Bella in for a shower. While the rinse sat in her hair, I washed her body checking the areas where the restraints might have rubbed against her skin and making sure there was no lasting redness from the hot wax. Satisfied that there were no marks, we finished and I wrapped her in a robe sending her up to her room. It took everything I had to not grin at the disheartened expression on her face. How she still doubted my attraction and desire for her is beyond me, but I see it there as plain as day.

There wasn’t much to do in the playroom. The wax in the crock had to harden and I would sweep up the floor in the morning. After turning out the lights I let Seth out and gathered a small snack together of fruit, cheese and crackers along with the Chardonnay.

Bella’s door was open, and she was still in the robe getting clothes together for tomorrow while she talked into the phone tucked under her chin. “No, I’m not going to be home…I can’t do anything about it, I did everything I could.”

A smile lit her face when I entered with the tray of food but she continued with the conversation, “Alright…I have to go. I guess we will find out on Monday...yeah you too, bye.” She closed her phone with a resounding sigh, but didn’t put it down.

“What did you bring?” she asked inclining her head and biting her bottom lip to see what was on the tray.

“Just a small snack, I thought maybe you might want something.”

“I do, thank you,” she said, taking a piece of cheese while I poured us each a glass of wine. “Actually, I was going to come and find you. Leah wants to know what time to get Seth tomorrow?”

“I thought we were going to drop him off?” I answered, handing her the glass.

“Leah is going to make Jake walk with her in the morning…,” she grinned, “...and she said that if we wait until around eight they will come by and take him along, if it’s any earlier we have to drop him off.”

“Well I was thinking about leaving at eight, so I guess tell her to come and get him.” Emmett is expecting us around ten so that should give us enough time to get there.

Bella put her phone on the night stand after sending Leah the text. She sat on the bed adjusting the robe around her legs to cover her foot with the writing on it. I pretended I didn’t notice, picking up a cracker and asking who she was talking to on the phone.

“Gail,” her voice sounded despondent while she explained. “She was at the center until after seven and Sally never came to dinner with the kids. She is going away for the weekend and was wondering if I could go check on Sally. Gail is afraid that she is going to leave.” Bella pursed her lips before taking a drink.

“Do you think she’s going to leave?”

Bella got a distant look on her face before she answered quietly, “Yeah.”

“I’m sorry baby.” I really was, I knew how much heart and soul she put into the work she does at the center.

“Most come and go a few times, it’s just…she’s already been there four times and…,”

“And what?” I hedged.

“And nothing, it’s just part of the cycle.” I looked at her while she was taking a piece of cheese from the tray and she must have seen the question on my face.

“Domestic abuse runs in a three part cycle. The buildup, where the tension begins to rise and everyone in the house is on pins and needles just waiting. The tension can become so bad that the women will actually do something to piss him off just to get rid of it. Then the blow-up, when the violence occurs, and the last is the honeymoon stage.” She took another sip before finishing her explanation.

“The honeymoon stage,” Bella chuckled without amusement, “this is when he’s sorry and brings her flowers and gifts. Takes care of her and tells her how much he loves and needs her, begs her not to leave, and promises he’ll never touch her again.” Bella shrugged, “Sally is missing the honeymoon stage. It’s just each time they leave and go back the abuse seems to get worse, and the building stage comes quicker.” I moved to stretch across the bed, propping my body on my arm as I faced her.

“How many times did you leave?”

“Only once,” Bella met my eyes speaking without emotion. “There was no cycle with James; he is not what you would classify as a normal abuser.”

“Then what the fuck is he Bella?” What she was saying didn’t make sense to me.

“You want my professional opinion or my personal one?” She asked before taking a bite of apple, I didn’t answer; I was still in shock from the last statement.

“I suppose it doesn’t matter since they are both the same. James is a sadist in the strictest sense of the word. He enjoys what he does; he takes great pleasure in tormenting and inflicting pain. He was
never once sorry for anything he did. See, that’s the thing Edward, the abuser blames the victim, ‘baby you made me do it,’ and that’s where a lot of the guilt comes from. But the abuser is genuinely sorry and doesn’t want to hurt her.”

“Then why don’t they stop?” It seemed so simple to me. Bella sighed looking at me pointedly.

“They don’t know how. They can’t find a way to channel all the emotions into anything but violence. It’s usually a learned reaction, it’s what they’ve grown up with and that’s normal to them.” I sat up to refill our glasses and asked the question that came to my mind.

“So was James’s sadistic ways something he learned?”

“No…His parents aren’t exactly…modern. They are kind of like stuck in a Leave it to Beaver mentality, but there was no violence. At least none that I ever saw, his father went to work and his mother stayed home scrubbing the house from top to bottom and baking cookies while wearing her pearls,” she added with a smirk.

“Didn’t they ever see the bruises on you? Why didn’t they do something about their son?” Perhaps that was the wrong thing to ask because Bella got up to finish putting stuff in her bag. She was quiet for so long, I didn’t think she was going to answer, so I gathered the tray together and as I was getting up she spoke with a shaky voice.

“His parents thought it was selfish of me to be going to school. His mother often said that if I really wanted to do something I should work at their store, for free of course. They were already paying James, not enough – because I had to work at Wal-Mart to make ends meet.” She became quiet and I thought she was done before she added, “they turned a blind eye to the bruises, maybe they thought I deserved it, maybe they just didn’t care. I think they were anticipating getting their hands on the money. Just like James.”

I truly didn’t know what to say to her. Why would his parents think that they were entitled to her inheritance or that she should share with them? Putting the tray down I pulled Bella into my arms hugging her close. There were no tears but I could feel her body relax against mine.

“That’s the only reason he married me, to get the money.” Her words came out against my chest.

“I know baby you told me, and when he found out that wasn’t going to happen…” she started talking before I could finish.

“Maybe he thought if I was dead or in a psych ward somewhere then he would have control over it. But…” I lifted her chin to look in her eyes.

“But, you were stronger than he thought.”

“Do you think so?” Now the tears were starting to form, I wiped them away with pads of my thumb.

“Baby, I know so.”

“I had to leave Edward. I tried to stay, I didn’t want to be a failure. But…the night I left…I came home from work, spring session was starting the next day, and I sat in my truck for hours. It was so cold, but I was numb, and I kept staring at the house thinking, ‘Bella, go inside, it will be warmer.’ But it wasn’t warmer in there, it was cold and cruel and I knew when he found out about Dartmouth…and I couldn’t go in that house. Something kept me in that truck.” Her face was resolved and her eyes were eerily distant. She was no longer meeting my gaze instead staring off over my shoulder.

“We had a fight a few nights before…,” Bella sighed bringing her hand to the back of her head, “…he didn’t want me to start classes again, but come hell or high water, I was going to go.” There was complete silence as I waited for her to finish.

“Sitting out there wearing a turtle neck to hide the bruises, it became so clear to me. That if I went inside, I wouldn’t be coming out. So I sat there, waiting…”

“Waiting for what?” At the sound of my voice her eyes snapped to mine.

“I don’t know.” Bella bit her lip and sniffled as the tears ran down her cheek. “Something, anything, a sign from heaven, a gut feeling telling me what to do. But there was nothing, just numbness; and I knew at that moment that I was completely alone.”

My hand ran through the long length of her hair. “What did you do baby?”

“I had half a tank of gas and thirty-two dollars, so I sucked up my pride and called Charlie. It was the hardest phone call I ever made in my life. He met me at Sue’s with the keys to her house, two bags of groceries and a hundred dollars.”

“See? you weren’t really alone you had Charlie, you were just being too stubborn to seek help.” I thought maybe I shouldn’t have said that, but Bella giggled.

“That’s the same thing Charlie says. He tells me all the time, ‘Just like your mother Bells, stubborn as the day is long.’” Her voice changed in what I assumed was an attempt to mimic her father before adding, “I wish I could remember her more.” Bella sighed, “Oh well, I better finish getting my stuff together.”

I kissed her forehead before taking the tray and wine back downstairs. When I came back up to her room, Bella was coming out of the bathroom making me stop in my tracks. The robe was gone and she had on a pink nightie with a plunging neck line that showed off the soft curves of her breasts. The material hugged her hips and a wide band of white lace on the bottom wrapped around her upper thighs.

“What’s the matter?” the anxiety rose in her voice.

“Holy shit Bella; you are not making it easy on me are you?”

“What are you talking about?” Like she had no idea what she was doing to me.

“What the fuck are you wearing?”

Looking down at herself and then at me, her eyes going to my crotch and the hard on that was begging to be let loose, she snickered.

“It’s not my fault if you can’t keep Little Eddie under control.” I growled out my discomfort, holding up the A&D ointment. “Come here.”

Bella lifted the back of the nightie up while I rubbed the tattoo with the ointment, my other hand laid flat against her stomach causing her to tense up. “Does that hurt?”

“No it’s just… sensitive.” I had her turn around so I could see her stomach, there was only one small part that was slightly pink and I rubbed some of the ointment on that area before pulling her nightie back down. Bella glanced at me and I could tell she had something on her mind, but I didn’t inquire what it was, I just waited for her to ask. It took a minute of uncomfortable silence before she cracked.

“Are you sleeping in your own bed?” I watched her nervously biting her lip while she waited for my answer.

“Is that an invitation?”

Her tongue peeked out between her lips, “you don’t need an invitation.”

I cupped her chin bringing my lips to hers. “Then no, I’m not sleeping in my own bed. Now let’s get some sleep, because you have to have breakfast ready by seven.” I chuckled at her scowl.

When I came out of the bathroom she was already under the blankets with her light out. Climbing in next to her she snuggled into my arms. “Edward why aren’t we in your bed?”

Sighing I asked, “what’s the rule for being in my bed during our…usual?”

While she thought about it I remained quiet, finally it came to her. “No clothes in your bed allowed.”

“That’s right, and you still need the A&D for your back, so you had to wear something. It was out of the question for you to sleep in my bed.”

“I love you.”

I smiled into the darkness, knowing I would never get tired of hearing those words. My arms tightened around her and I placed a kiss on top of her head.

“I love you too, now sleep my Bella. We have a busy day tomorrow” I lay there just holding her in my arms thinking about all that I had to do before leaving in the morning before finally falling asleep.

The sun was just starting to break through the window and Bella was still in my arms when I woke up. I kissed her forehead before getting out of bed. Seth followed me down the stairs and I let him out and then I went to clean up the playroom. While I was down there I glanced at the St Andrew’s cross in the corner and a scene came to my mind. So while I was there I set up for it, thinking that tomorrow Bella’s foot would be clean and we could play when we got home.

As I climbed the stairs with the bag of garbage I could hear Addicted playing on the iHome. Bella was by the stove, still wearing that flimsy pink thing she called pajamas. Her long hair flowing down her back as her hips swayed. I dropped the bag startling her when I wrapped my arms around her stomach and started swaying with her.

She dropped the spatula, turning in my arms with a smile on her face. “Good morning Master.”

I smiled down at her pulling her closer against my body as our hips moved in unison. “Good morning my Love.”

As the song ended, Savin’ Me began and I kept her right where she was. As our impromptu dancing became more comfortable, I spun her out away from me and when she came back she giggled, wrapping her arms around my neck while our hips moved together. When that song ended something else came on that I had never heard before and was not anything to dance to. Besides it was getting close to seven and the bacon was cooking, so after a quick kiss I let go of her with a swat on the bottom.

“Mmm…would it be naughty of me to ask for more?” Bella purred.

Reaching over I turned off the stove then stooped down to lift Bella’s legs, tossing her over my shoulder chuckling at her gasp.

“It has been days my pet, hasn’t it?” I asked walking her into the living room and sitting on the arm of the couch.

Bella’s body slid down my chest and as she did the pink material slid up over her bare bottom making it so much easier.

“Where are your panties Isabella?” I inquired as I got her into position, then giving her a swat.

“Ohhh…I…”

“Who?” I questioned swatting her again then rubbing the spot.

“Ohhh…your girl, she didn’t put them on.”

Placing two quick swats, I wedged my elbow between her thighs to open them wider. “Since you have such an aversion to panties,” I swatted her inner thigh making her gasp and squirm. “I don’t want any on you until Monday morning.” My hand came down twice on both cheeks making the muscles in her bottom tighten.

“Do you understand me?” My fingers slid down the slick wetness of her center pinching her clit between my thumb and finger.

Bella sucked in a breath, “Ahhh…yes Sir!”

My other hand rubbed over her bottom and I determined that it just didn’t seem pink enough.

“Keep your hands on the back of the couch.” I ordered, using my left hand to place swats on her bottom and after three more, Bella was moaning, and I placed more pressure on her clit causing her to tense up and quiver.

“Don’t you cum!” I warned with another swat. Bella let out a shuttering breath and I wished I could see her face.

“Five more Isabella, count them.”

Swat… “One…mmm,” my thumb circled her entrance.

Swat … “two…oohhh,” sliding inside of her.

Swat …”Threeeeeeee,” catching her clit between my third and forth fingers.

Swat… “Fouurr,” my fingers started to wiggle and she moaned out a shuttering gasp, “ohh…god…please?”

Swat… “Fi....fiv…fivvve,” my fingers left her and my hand rubbed her now rather pink and warm bottom as she got her breathing under control.

“Kneel.” Bella took a second to move, “Be quick Isabella.”

Once she was on the floor I held my fist out with my thumb in the air waiting for her to meet my gaze. When she did, her face was flushed and her hair had that wild fullness to it. I motioned for her to come closer and when she complied I signaled for her to relax. With her head on my thigh I placed the fingers that held her juices to her mouth for her to lick and she sucked them clean. I could feel her body calming as I ran my hand down the length of her hair.

After a minute, I tapped her shoulder making her kneel once more. Bella’s face was just about back to normal and I held her cheeks in both hands moving towards her for a kiss. Her lips parted without any hesitation and I could taste the sweetness of her juices on her tongue. It had been so long since I tasted her it was like honey and I could have feasted on the flavor alone.

In the back of my mind I knew we were on a time schedule, so as I pulled back I took one last lick across her lips obtaining a moan against my mouth. Motioning for her to stand, I twirled my forth finger in a circle. I hadn’t used that one last night, but Bella seemed to know what I meant because she turned so her back was towards me.

I took the sides of her nighty, and folded them up to reveal her pink bottom. “I want to see my handy work Isabella, besides the color matches your jammies. Off you go little one, breakfast is already late.”

I didn’t swat her, I just placed my hand there and gave her a little nudge, but the flesh must have been sensitive because her muscles tightened. Sitting for breakfast was going to be fun and the two hour car ride even more so, I chuckled at the thought.

“Be quick Isabella, fifteen minutes.” I called out to her before she reached the kitchen door. A ranging hard-on is not exactly comfortable, so while I was upstairs I took care of that problem on my own.

Taking the list off my dresser, I double checked to make sure I had everything. I had gotten my clothes together yesterday, along with the few toys I would be taking. The only toy I left out was the one Bella would be wearing in the car. Oh yeah it will be a fun ride, and just thinking about it made my dick stir again.

When I entered the kitchen I immediately sat down, and Bella brought me over a cup of coffee.

“Thank you,” I said taking it from her, two seconds later there was a plate of scrambled eggs, toast and bacon in front of me, and I grinned as Bella hissed when she sat down with her own plate. There really wasn’t much time, her spanking had us running late - but it was so worth it.

We needed to talk about last night’s session so I started right in. Motioning for her to stand, I lifted the material up so I could see the spot on her stomach that was pink from the wax. It was gone this morning, which was a good thing. I placed a kiss on her navel before lowering the front of her nightie over her thighs.

Bella hissed again when she sat down, but I ignored it, knowing that I would be rubbing her with lotion soon and that would take away some of the sting. I figured I better start or we would run out of time. “How did you like the wax-play last night?”

“Hmm…it felt amazing. My skin was so sensitive from the metal comb. It was the comb you used first right?” I nodded at her question taking a bite of toast. “Then between the hot wax and the ice, I couldn’t tell which was which most of the time.”

“So you liked it?” I figured I was stating the obvious, but Bella shook her head in a negative response leaving me puzzled.

“I loved it, every part of it!” Her admissions made me laugh. I finished my cup of coffee handing it to her to refill. I could have gotten it myself, I just wanted to see her pink ass, and it was bright pink. When she came back I took the cup and rubbed her bottom, delighting in the tenseness.

“Is your bottom warm?”

“Mmmm…yes sir.” The sir was unnecessary at her table but I understood where it came from.

“I don’t believe I was properly thanked for that.” I could see her thinking and in no time Bella was straddling my lap, and her lips were attached to mine.

“Thank you Master. For the luscious spanking you gave your girl this morning.” My hands softly rubbed her warm flesh before gently squeezing making her hips grind against me.

“Ohhh…I can’t wait for you to fuck me. I will never turn my phone off, ever again!” I took her chin in my hand trying to drive the point home.

“Then the lesson has been learned Isabella, however it wasn’t just about the lack of pleasure.” Bella’s whole face fell from the sting of whatever she was thinking about.

“I know, I hurt you with my callousness and I didn’t think about how much you would worry and I’m sorry about that, and I’m really sorry that my actions forced you to do something that caused you grief.”

I smiled at her words and knew that this lesson was definitely learned and hopefully that black ink would be gone tonight. I placed a quick kiss on her lips.

“Come on, finish eating so you can be dressed before your sister gets here.” Once she was seated I asked about the hand singles and if she understood them. And I had to agree with her, she seemed comfortable with them. As soon as she was done I sent her upstairs telling her to dress but to leave off her pants until I got there.

I cleaned up the kitchen quickly and started the dishwasher before going to my room to get what I needed. Bella was pulling her hair into a pony tail when I entered. She had on a white turtle neck and a pink Seahawks hoodie. I didn’t know they made them in pink.

Sitting on the edge of the bed, I had Bella lie across my lap so her legs were spread and her head was close to the floor. Rubbing the lanolin onto the flesh of her bottom she let out a slow sigh of contentment.

Picking up the lube I rubbed a generous amount on my fingers before sliding them over her rear entrance. I could feel her breathing pick up as I applied more pressure with each pass over it. Once I was sure that Bella knew of my intentions, my finger slipped inside her.

“Mmmmm…,” the moan came out low and throaty.

Holding the blue jeweled chrome plug down for Bella to see, she surprised me by speaking, “it’s pretty like the red one.”

“Yes, it’s pretty and will look even prettier in your ass.”

“Hmmm, I wish I could see it.” Bella commented, as I twirled the lubed plug around the opening that it was going to fill.

“I’ll take a picture with my phone, and use it as your id photo.” As I finished the sentence the plug was put in place and Bella let out a gasp. My hand ran over the blue jewel and it looked better then I thought it would.

“That looks striking against your skin, especially with pink cheeks.” As promised, I took out my phone taking a picture.

While Bella finished dressing, I went into the bathroom to wash my hands; on the way out I was assaulted by a childlike woman who wanted very badly to see the picture I had taken. She reminded me of Vinny, who every time the camera goes off he runs over yelling, “Let me see! Let me see!” I would have shown her but the door bell rang, and her pout was adorable. I chuckled picking up her bag as she ran from the room to welcome her sister.

I shook Jacob’s hand and watched as Leah looked curiously around the room. Bella had Seth on his leash and was handing it to Jacob saying, “thanks for picking him up.”

Leah shrugged, “we were going out anyway, and well, I wanted to see where you spend your weekends.” Her eyes roamed around the room once again.

“You can come by anytime Leah.” Bella told her reassuringly as they were walking out the door.

The two women looked like they were having a rather heated discussion in the driveway, but their voices were too low for me to hear. Jacob shook my hand again. “Sorry about Leah Edward, she’s kind of curious, and I think she was expecting your whole house to be full of …deviant things. She is probably a little disappointed.” His laugh made me grin, I suppose I could understand that. Bella on the other hand was kind of pissed.

“You know Jake, you need to get her a gag so she shuts the fuck up.”

“Bells, you know she’s just worried about you.”

Bella glared at her sister, “she’s not worried, she’s fucking nosey.”

“Isabella,” I admonished. I knew that she was upset, but she shouldn’t be talking about her sister like that.

Jacob however grinned, “yeah that too. See you two tomorrow afternoon.” As he walked past his wife he said something to her in Quileute that made Bella laugh and Leah glare at him.

“What did he say?” I asked Bella as we went into the house to get our bags.

“He said, ‘Let’s go nosey troublemaker’…Do you know she wanted to see the playroom and she thought the whole house was decked out in nothing but sex stuff!” I laughed picking up the bags.

“It’s not funny Edward!” I stopped abruptly, turning to glare at her and speaking firmly.

“First off Isabella, lower your tone and your eyes immediately.” Her gaze left mine dropping to the floor. “Second off I understand that you are upset with your sister, but you need to remember your place.” I took a deep breath before continuing.

“Lastly Leah is not the only person who thinks that, and now that she knows perhaps she will not be as worried about our relationship. There is no reason for you to be so angry or to raise your voice to me. Now apologize for your tone and total disrespect.” her meek voice sounded out while her eyes remained glued to the floor.

“This girl is very sorry Master; she allowed her anger with someone else to get the better of her. Please forgive her.” I didn’t know what to say to her and frankly I didn’t have the time, so I thought it best to just drop it.

“Come, we’re running late.”

Once we were on the road and out of the city I explained the details of a modified approach. “Isabella, there are a few changes to our routine that you are going to have to be aware of. Emmett and Rose would not care, but Alice and Jasper will be offended if we conduct ourselves in the usual manner. The first thing is not to refer to yourself in the third person. That will be in effect at all times until we return home.” I thought it best to not confuse Bella by making her switchback and forth. It was best to just drop that all together while we were away.

“Also when we are not alone do not call me Master or Sir, I would prefer that you not use my given name either, unless absolutely necessary.” I let her think on those two points for a minute before I went on.

“You are not going to be able to properly present yourself. So what you are to do is anytime you would normally present yourself stop what you are doing and meet my gaze, then follow the directions I give.”

I gave her another minute before giving her the last assignment she would have to carry out. Bella had mentioned several times her fear of not being able to stay in the right frame of mind while we were with others. I thought that the task I was going to give her would remind Isabella that every part of her belonged to me regardless of where we were or who we were with.

“Last thing Isabella, for the remainder of the weekend you are to request and obtain my permission to use the bathroom.”