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AUTHOR'S NOTE:

Hey everybody! I would just like to tell you that my prologue is redone to flow with the story that I'm trying to make this into. I feel like by me doing this the story will have a bit more of a plot! So if you are new here then welcome and if you are a returning reader than PLEASE take a moment to read this chapter again! I hope you guys enjoy this preview of what is to come.

Another note to all of this is that this story is for MATURE AUDIENCE ONLY! As the story progresses there will be explicit/graphic sexual material in here. If that is not your type of story then PLEASE turn back now! You have been warned!

WARNING! ONLY PEOPLE OVER 18 YEARS OF AGE SHOULD READ!

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Prologue:

Today was Friday and it was a rare Friday off at that. I woke up in the morning with a sense of dread. I wasn't sure what was making me feel this way, but no matter what I did this sense of dread just wouldn't go away. Trying to shake off that feeling I decided that it was time to do some cleaning around the apartment since I have been neglecting to do that for a while now. There was laundry that needed to be done and there was dust every where. I wasn't a clean freak by any means, but I still like to come home to a clean apartment. Though that wasn't the only reason I was doing it. Sure I woke up with the feeling of dread which still hasn't gone away, but I was restless to say the least about something. At least I knew the reason as to why I was restless.

Tonight was the night that he always called me up for a play session and it would normally last the whole weekend. Although today would be different because today was the day that he finally got back from his trip. He went on a business trip for three days and he would be back today. I was nervous because I knew he had three whole days to think up of something for this weekend. I wasn't sure what it was going to be this weekend. Then again with the way I acted last week I knew what was coming and it made me wet just thinking about it. I knew that my behavior that night at his house wasn't excusable and that meant punishment. That weekend I had gone home early and he gave me the rest of the week to think about what I did. Not only that, but he did in fact needed to think about a suitable punishment for me.

I wanted to distract myself from all these feelings swirling though me so I got on with the cleaning that I had been meaning to do. First thing to do on my list was laundry since there wasn't much for me to wear right now. I took all of the dirty clothes that were thrown on the floor and put them in my basket. This way it made it easier to carry everything. Not to mention that I won't fall flat on my face because I dropped a shirt or something.

The iPod was in the pocket of my pants as I was listening to music and cleaning the house. I usually did this since working with music was always more fun then just walking around the house cleaning in silence. I was humming to the music as I picked all the clothes up. Once I finished getting everything from my room I walked over to the washing machine and started it up. I poured in some solution and then added in my clothes. Once they were all in, I walked away from that and got out the feather duster. I started to clean off every surface of the apartment, there was more dust then I remembered. I guess I really had been neglecting to clean the apartment for a while now.

Some how cleaning always had a calming affect on me. It made me get into a route and I stick with it. Cleaning always made me feel like I could let my mind wander and I could think of what I wanted to. Plus it helps to pass the time for when I so desperately needed it like right now. As I was cleaning I got in to the flow of things, but it didn't seem to calm me down. Not tonight at least. I had a feeling that no matter what I did I wasn't going to feel good until my master called me up later on today.

Dusting the whole apartment didn't take long I realized. I was soon done and had nothing else to do. I looked at the clock and it only read twelve. I decided that I was going to make a light lunch for myself. I went in to the kitchen and made a sandwich. I went and cleaned my hands off in the sink then grabbed everything I needed from the fridge. Something light for me today because I didn't think I was in the mood to have anything big. After I finished making it, I took the earbuds out of my ear and turned the iPod off. I sat there in silence with the washing machine still whirling in the back ground as I was eating my sandwich.

No matter what I did my mind kept on wandering back to last weekend. If he wanted me to think about what I had done then he indeed was getting just that. My mind would not let me get the images out of my head. Everything was just going through my head over and over again.

BEEEPPP!

I jumped at the sound of the washing machine coming to a halt. My heart was beating a little faster then it needed to be. I took a few calming breaths and got up from the chair and took my clothes out of the washing machine and threw them in to the dryer. Then set the timer for forty-five minutes. I then went back to my half eaten sandwich and finished off the rest of it. Then got up and got me a glass of coke to wash it all down with. I threw both the plate and cup in to the sink and started washing them. I had already cleaned the whole apartment, why not the dishes too.

I was whipping off my hands when my cell phone rang. I looked at the caller id and it was him. My heart started to beat faster as it kept on ringing. I closed my eyes and took a deep breathe. Then flipped my phone open.

"Hello." I said into the phone. My voice was a little shaky.

"Hello my pet." He replied to me in a silky voice.

His voice had the same affect on me as it always did. It made my knees week and my panties to be soaked.

"You are to be at my house tonight at 7 o'clock. Pack some clothes. You will be backing home on Sunday. Wear a formal black dress tonight."

I knew this was just his sense of torture. By him telling me we were going out was his way of prolonging the pain that was going to come. Any dinners that we have eaten out always made me so wet and horny before we even got to master's house to let the real fun begin.

"Do you understand?" He asked me in a stern voice.

"Yes master."

"Good. See you at seven my pet." He told me before the line went dead.

It was nearing three o'clock. This meant I had another hour to myself before I needed to get ready. After talking with my master my pussy was absolutely dripping down there. I felt an ache growing down there and I wanted so badly to relieve myself of it, but master would know. He always did and my punishment would be worst then what I was already in for. Instead of focusing on that I went and sat on the couch with my legs crossed to relieve some of the ache and watched television.

It was around four o'clock when there was a knock on my door. I sat there wondering who it could be since I wasn't expecting anybody. Slowly walking over to the door I took a look through the peep hole before opening the door just to know who was on the other side. It was a man standing in a FedEx uniform holding a box in his hand.

I opened the door to see the man standing there. "Good afternoon. Are you a Isabella Swan?" The man was reading off the label on the box before turning his head to look at me.

"Yes." I replied back to.

"If you can just sign this for me." He told me while handing me a handle held device for me to sign my name on. After signing it the handheld machine was handed back to him before he handed me the package.

"Have a nice day." The FedEx man gave me a bright smile.

"You too." I told him with a smile on my face.

I closed the door behind him and that sense of dread came back again. The feeling was stronger this time, but it still didn't make sense to me. The box had my address on it, but nothing more than that. It was a plain brown box that you would ship anything in. Shaking that feeling off I took the box and headed into the living room while walking there I grabbed a pair of scissors.

Once in the living room I tore into the box to see what was inside. In the box was a medium sized light brown teddy bear with a red stem rose in its hands. I picked up the teddy bear and the smile on my face was instant. My first thought was that Edward might have sent it because he was gone for three days, but why didn't he put a return address on it?

Looking back at the box I saw that there was a card sitting underneath where the teddy bear had just been. I picked up the card and opened it.

Dear Bella,

I know what you have been doing you naughty girl. Don't worry. You will soon be mine and mine alone. I will be seeing you soon.

Love forever and always,

J.

By the end of the note the smile instantly fell form my face and my hand was positively shaking. My breathing started to come faster. This couldn't be happening. Not again. Memories started flashing through my head from all those years ago. All those memories that haunted me were coming back in a rush. I fought off my memories as best as I could because I could't go back there and I wouldn't.

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