I was so excited about this story,

I couldn't stop.

I promise it's going to be amazing, I already have SO many ideas.

I might even have another chapter up by tonight.

;]

I was beyond nervous. Nervous is like a freaking joke to what I was. I was sweating like crazy. I combed my hair repeatedly, and I brushed my teeth like they had crap all over them. Since yesterday I had a lot of time to think about what this meant. I was obviously attracted to Edward. I wasn't GAY though, well, maybe just for Edward I was. I had decided bi-curious was the proper terminology for my sexuality. It was okay with me though; I never had anything against gay people. I was totally comfortable just going with what felt right. And Edward being my Dom felt right.

Edward's house was huge; he had his own parking lot and three different cars, all of them looked like they hadn't even been released to the public yet. I felt that surge of pure adrenaline. I stepped up his stairs and took a few deep breaths, gaining the courage to ring his doorbell. Before I could even press the button the door was being opened, and there he stood, smiling. He was wearing dark wash jeans with a plain gray t-shirt that outlined his beautifully sculpted body. His hair was messy, but you could tell he washed it a few hours ago. He was a sight. He noticed me starring and laughed softly to himself. "Would you care to come inside Mr. Hale?" He spoke softly. "Yes sir" I stepped inside and was immediately shocked, everything seemed to be Italian themed. All the paintings and furniture were one of a kind; it seemed unreal. "Your house is so exquisite," I babbled. He just shrugged, took my hand and led to me to a door in one of his many hallways. "Mr. Hale, today I shall test you to figure out where you are at. You will say, " blue mountain" if you at any time would like me to stop what I am doing, using this word will not get you in any trouble. Think of this as merely a pretest. However, do not forget to call me master, if you forget you will be punished. Do you understand?" He questioned. "Yes, master," and with that he slowly opened the door to the room I had been longing to see.

The room was mysterious; there was a dim lamp on a nightstand that gave the only source of light. The walls were painted white and seemed bare. There was a bed dead center of the room with white sheets and no pillows, around it surrounded some questioning things. Rope and chains to the left, vibrators and different types of warming liquids and body oils to the right, a machine I had never seen before in back of the bed, and whips and paddles in front of the bed. I was either going to die in this room, or have the time of my life. "Alright Mr. Hale, strip of all your clothing, and do it in a timely matter." I didn't even bother looking at his face; I knew he meant business. I quickly threw my shirt over my head and slowly slid my belt off. As I was unbuttoning my pants I snuck a glance at his face, his eyes were transfigured on my hands, which were now pushing down my jeans. I slid off my boxers in a rush, embarrassed by how exposed I was to this man. "Ahhhh. You have surprised me, Mr. Hale." He flicked the head of my penis teasingly; I had to swallow back the moan that almost escaped my lips. "A Sub will always be ready for their Dom with an erect cock, as you have, very good." I blushed madly at word "cock". Then it all hit me a little to fast. I was standing bare ass naked in front of a guy I barely even knew, who is about to do god knows what to me. The thoughts probably should have scared me, but they just made me even more eager. "Now Mr. Hale, you will suck me. When I release, you will swallow every last drop." He demanded. "Yes, master" I chimed as I slowly sank down to my knees. I could see he was hard as a rock, I grinned at the thought that I had that effect on him. I slowly pushed down his jeans and boxers at the same time and gawked at his at least 8.5 perfect looking dick. He looked down expectantly and sighed, "Continue" and with that my mouth went to work. I've never given head before, but I knew what girls had done to me, and what felt good and what didn't. I started by unhurriedly licking the head with the tip of my tongue, he didn't utter a sound, but suddenly his hands were in my hair, pushing me closer. I licked the underside of him just before putting as much of him as I could in my mouth. His hands were tugging at my hair; I took that as encouragement and slid him all the way to the back of my throat, gagging softly. "Ah, yes, Mr. Hale, very good." Edward suddenly said, his hand tightening on my hair. I slowly swallowed around him and moved my tongue around quickly. "I am about to cum Mr. Hale, and you will swallow every single drop I give you." I couldn't help but notice the last few words came out as a strained moan. Was he holding back fro me? I felt his hot seed slowly slide down my throat, I did as he said and swallowed every last drop. It was the single most amazing thing I had ever experienced, I did this to him, he felt every ounce of pleasure he did because of me. "Once again Mr. Hale, I am impressed. You are much more skilled then I would have thought." He complimented in a breathless voice. I had to bite my lip from the smirk that was threatening to break loose. "Since you have done so excellent, your testing for tonight will be over." He spoke quietly, his body was turned away from mine and I could see he had put his clothes back on already. "Alright" I muttered, somewhat disappointed it was already over. As I was turning to walk out the bedroom he caught my wrist, I stared at him puzzled, his eyes were all wild and his face was twisted and outraged looking. "Mr. Hale, I reminded you before we entered this room that you will call me master, did I not?" He fumed. I looked down at me feet and merely nodded. "Now I must punish you Mr. Hale," he sneered. I looked over at the whips and he nodded. "Oh yes Mr. Hale, I will be using those." He bent me over the bed so my ass was sticking up in the air. "Keep your ass sticking up just like that." He ordered. 'Yes mast- FUCK!" I felt the whip sting my ass like no other. It felt like he was sticking nails into me. "Watch your language," He bellowed with another blow. "Will you behave from now on Mr. Hale?" SMACK. The sound of the whip hitting me was even painful to my ears. "Yes master, anything you say master," I cried, I could feel my hot tears falling down my cheek and to my neck, betraying me. "You will get whipped 20 more times, and will count them for me." Each hit felt 10 times worse then the last, my body was screaming at me to use my safe word, I could feel that there was blood running down the back of my thighs. "Twenty." I whispered, my tears falling freely. I felt his hand rub my spine slowly. "You may go, Mr. Hale." I could have sworn it sounded like he was crying just as hard as I was.