I do not live the lifestyle, but I will do my best to portray it correctly and positively. I believe everyone needs to live a life that makes them happy. So if you are one of those people, GO FOR IT! And let me know if I need to change something. I know this is an uncoventional story and doesn't follow all the D/s guidelines, but this is Twilight fanfiction. And I do not own Twilight.

Thanks Dazzleglo for always being the best beta you can be.

Be My Sub

Chapter 3

Edward's POV

Begrudgingly, I left my perch in the tree outside the apartment at dawn. My need to be close to Isabella kept me from returning home last night. It is hard to believe, it has not even been twenty-four hours since I chose her to be my submissive.

The draw of her blood and body seems to be the only thing I can think of, it's almost all consuming. My entire night was spent listening to her blood racing through her heart and back to her extremities. At this point, I would be able to pick her heartbeat out of a crowd.

Even during my newborn years, I had never salivated so much in my life. Her scent now covered the entire yard making it difficult to avoid, it was like being in the middle of a swirling current that I had no wish to escape.

My desire to own her body is just as strong as my desire to feed on her. I want to feel her heat under me, the sweat seeping from her pores as she pants, and the flood of her hot lubrication on my cock.

The cottage was perfect for this, since the sparse neighbors would never hear her scream. There, she could scream my name forever and no one would hear her. Every time I think about taking the step to making her mine, I harden immediately. Just the sound of the sheets rustling under her flesh makes me crave her. To feel so much desire for something was nothing new for me, but still it astounded me how desperate I was for her.

Alice was waiting for me in the driveway when I finally arrived home. She's anxious to make my sub her friend and I am not sure how I feel about that. Isabella would not be happy if she is lonely and Alice is already lonely, so I guess it would be the right thing to do by allowing them to be friends. Alice has always craved to have a friend and during our junior year, she was very excited about the starting of a new student that was due to arrive. Due to her gift she knew that she was going to be great friends with her. However, Isabella never showed up at school and while she tried to hide it, she was devastated.

It took Jasper many months and shopping trips before she came out of her depression. Still to this day, I find it hard to think about 'Alice' and 'depression' in the same sentence. I couldn't deny her this; although, I wonder how much choice I would really have in the matter anyway since we are talking about Alice here and you never want her mad at or against you. I learned a long time ago from personal firsthand experience that that was not a pretty sight.

"Edward, before I call Bella," excuse me?

"Bella?"

"That's what she is going to tell me to call her," she shrugged. "I want you to know something. Carlisle asked to watch out for her. While you were gone I had a vision of you, killing her."

"Alice…," she held her hands up to stop me.

"Listen to me. I am not going to pretend I know much about your lifestyle, but let me ask you this. Isabella has never had a Dominate before, right?"

"Yes," I eyed her suspiciously since she was blocking her thoughts.

"I want you to see what triggers her demise," she tapped her temple.

Helplessly, I watched as I saw me bury myself in one swift motion deep inside her tightness for the first time. Instantly, the bloodlust kicked in, I growled, and then savagely I sunk my teeth into her neck as I pumped into her mercilessly. After I released into her, I looked down to see Isabella's lifeless eyes, her blood dripping from my lips onto her cheek. A howl erupted from my chest, it cried out of agony and disgust at what I had done.

Just seeing this vision had me grabbing my chest and screaming in angst, "NOOO!"

There was something I had yet to see that would explain why I lost control. It made no sense, I had managed to fight it for hours, so why was it different? Then I saw it, blood coming from Isabella's entrance.

"She's a virgin!" I growled out loudly in total disbelief. "That's not possible! She is a trained submissive. It can't be…," I started mumbling to myself trying to figure out what I missed.

That's when things started to click, her comment about being inexperienced, and her silent prayers for me to be gentle. How the HELL did I miss it? I needed to figure out how I was going to deal with her virginity without killing her.

"Alice, what am I going to do?" I begged for her to see something.

"You need to decide. Think about all the different ways you want to make love to her," I sighed heavily and began thinking of all the different ways I wanted to invade my temple of worship. There were just too many to list.

I did not know what was worse, the mouthful of venom that came from remembering her savory scent or the mass now taking up residence in my pants.

Slowly each vision played out. Someone else doing it, ended in her and the faceless man dying from my jealous rage. Over and over the scenarios were the same, I watched myself killing Isabella fourteen times. My chest was heaving from the pain of seeing her dying in my arms repeatedly, until I thought about taking her at the beach, in the water.

Thankfully, she survived!

"Alice, I need to go buy a Jacuzzi, please make sure Isabella is gone shopping for at least six hours," she merely nodded with a grin and skipped off.

"Edward?"

"Yes Esme?" I groaned out, not wanting to have the conversation that was coming.

"Hasn't she been through enough? Do you have to hurt her?"

"Esme, it's not the same kind of pain. I don't want to hurt her emotionally, but yeah I want to spank her skin until its pink. I know you don't understand. Hell - I didn't understand when I started wanting to be a Dominant."

"But you and Tanya…," this charade needed to end. It was long overdue; she needed to know the truth.

"Tanya only showed me what I needed to know. I never touched her and she never touched me. I have to do what makes me happy. Isabella wants this as much as I do. Is it so wrong to want to be happy?" I sneered. I know I was being harsher than usual and hated doing that especially to Esme, but why was it so hard for everyone to let me be happy?

"Edward, the child has been through enough in her short life. What happens when you toss her aside for the next one that comes along? Or she gets too old to continue doing all that stuff you do?" her mental pictures were correct; I did want to do all the things she envisioned.

"Alice is the fortune teller, not me. I have no idea where this is going, but I do know, I will make her happy for as long as she will allow me to," I shouted.

"She doesn't need any more exposure to us."

I needed to calm down and get away before I said something I couldn't take back, it would not only hurt Esme, but Carlisle and the family too. So I slammed the gearshift into reverse and left her standing in the driveway with an expression of shock plastered across her beautiful facial features. At the end of the driveway, I swung the car around and slammed it into drive while flooring it. I needed some distance that was for certain.

The whole ride to the store I seethed and cursed Tanya for letting my secret out. My phone vibrating in my pocket brought me out of my hateful thoughts. I had an email from the object of my obsession.

To: Edward Cullen

From: Isabella Swan

Re: Daily agenda

June 31, 2009 8:19 AM

Good Morning Master,

I just hung up with your sister Alice, she has invited me out shopping and she has informed me that I should leave my wallet at home. Therefore, for the remainder of the day I will be shopping with her. Should you need me before I return, I will have my cell phone at the ready.

I hope this pleases you as I'm excited to have this opportunity to shop with Alice.

I will be going to a new toy store called Vernon's. Alice found it on the internet. It's a BDSM shop. She says they have wonderful lingerie. I do hope you will like any I manage to purchase.

Cautiously optimistic,

Isabella

I groaned and forced the images of her trying on leather bondage gear out of my mind. If I ever wanted to fuck Isabella and not kill her, I needed the Jacuzzi and from the aching in my pants, my manhood agreed it had to be done today.

To: Isabella Swan

From: Edward Cullen

Re: Re: Daily agenda

June 31, 2009 9:15 AM

Dearest Isabella,

I have total faith in your abilities to find very stimulating attire for the playroom. I do hope you can find a few garters for me to peel off your thighs with my teeth.

Already aroused,

Edward

After taking a few moments to survey the choices, I narrowed my decisions to just a few. There were a lot of hot tubs to choose from, but the size of the yard limited my choices somewhat. In the end, I went with the nicest six-seater they had. Envisioning Isabella in it naked was easy, keeping my body from showing how much it wanted to see it in the flesh - was another issue.

After bribing the owner Ray, he agreed to have it brought out to the cottage and installed immediately. It is amazing just how much $5000.00 can change a person's schedule.

The draw to see Isabella was pulling on me harder the longer I was unable to see her. It had only taken three hours to complete the task of getting everything I needed ready for tonight, however, now - I had hours to do nothing. It was - frustrating.

When my phone went off again, I clicked on the message to see I had a picture waiting.

"Holy hell," I moaned as I took in the view of Isabella wearing a hot pink leather bustier with black ribbons crisscrossing up the front and pink-feathered crotch-less panties. My erection twitched at the sight of her black four inched spiked heels.

'BUY IT ALL,' I replied as a growl slipped out of my lips.

Without even thinking about it, I raced towards Vernon's. Thankfully, I had been there before so finding it was an easy task. The entire time I fought the urge to cure my own problems. I swear my crotch growled at me when I brushed my erection with my own palm. It seemed that after feeling her touch, it wanted nothing to do with me. Isabella made the problem and she was going to fix the problem.

The gush of air that blew in my face when I opened the door started my venom flowing. With one sniff, I knew she was still here. Alice was waiting by the changing rooms when I approached. With a small smile, she pointed to the last stall.

Isabella gasped, shocked when I pulled the curtain open, but quickly smiled and ducked her head down when she saw me. I didn't think twice before I roughly pushed her bare shoulders up against the wall.

"Don't speak…just listen. You sent me that picture to make me hard for you?" she nodded nervously. 'God yes, I admit it!'

"Now that you have, what do you intend to do to rectify the problem I have in my jeans?" I growled softly into her ear causing her heartbeat to quicken and her precious serum to race through her veins. I closed my eyes and allowed her scent to turn my body hyperaware of her presence.

'Please, please, please, let me make you happy?' she begged in her mind.

Eagerly she licked her lips and I knew what she wanted to do to me. With my nose gliding along her neck, inhaling her marvelous bouquet, I purred, "Fix - me," and let go so she dropped onto the bench that was affixed to the wall.

Her nimble fingers, ever so tantalizingly slow undid the button and zipper of my black jeans. Choking back another mouthful of venom did nothing to slow down my aching need for her. She shuddered as I hissed at the feeling of her overheated hand pulling my erection from my jeans.

'Oh…so long…so needy.'

I had to be careful at this point, public sex was a soft limit on Isabella's checklist. So if she called me on it and said no, I would have to stop, no matter how difficult. However, if she was willing this would be a good starting point for a possible future experience. At least no one would be watching us directly with the curtain closed and Alice was out there too.

Remembering that we were in a public place, I bit my lower lip to keep myself from moaning out. Thankfully, the mirror on the other wall allowed me to watch everything she did. With a smile playing across her lips, she stroked me a few times before taking one long lick from my base to my tip. That sight alone caused me to buck slightly towards her.

'I'll make it all better. You'll see.' she mentally cooed.

I moved the hair that threatened to again block my view and held it firmly to the back of her head. I had seen Tanya and Kate do this before to Tanya's sub during their Ménage à trios, but yesterday Isabella's head blocked my view.

The anticipation mounted in the pit of my stomach as I watched myself disappear between her lips. When she wrapped her mouth around me, my eyes tried to flutter shut, but that was out of the question. I wanted to see her mouth making love to my cock.

'I wonder how many other women have done this to him? Am I even half as good as they were at pleasing him?'

Her thoughts made me wonder, how did she get so good at this and still was untouched? Maybe this was all she would do to the Dom who trained her or all they would take from her. At that moment, I didn't care.

With my hands still clutching to her head as she began to move up and down with her tongue giving me a full-length massage. Her hot breathes from her nose fanned across my hips only managed to make me thrust more into her searing lips.

'Don't worry Little Eddie, you will feel as good as new when I am done with you,' Little Eddie? She named him? Oh - hell, she can call him anything she wants as long as she keeps doing such a good job of worshiping him.

From the mirror, I could see every one of her neck muscles tensing and relaxing as she drew me in further. Her lovely cheeks caved in each time she pulled on my engorged shaft. I watched in awe, as she affectionately started stroking whatever didn't fit. Seeing her do this, made it feel even more wonderful, since she really cared about what she was doing. You know the old saying, 'if you're going to do a job, do it right,' she had that down pat.

It was getting harder not to moan, groan or grunt. I wanted to scream out in ecstasy. The venom refused to slow its invasion of my mouth, but still, I gulped it back every time it filled my mouth.

'Oh - he's throbbing, that's a really good sign.'

Inch by inch I slid back in until I hit the back of her throat, but I was a goner the second she started dragging her teeth along the underside of Little Eddie on the way back out.

I shuddered, shook and thrashed silently as she drained every last drop from me and licked me clean.

'Yay, one happy Master!'

I sighed when I withdrew from her mouth; it felt too much like home to leave. I pulled her up to me, and for the first time in my life, I kissed her swollen lips, gently at first then harder when I tasted myself on her delicious mouth. When I couldn't stand it anymore, I licked her lips and she gasped sharply, but opened up for me anyway. Hungrily, I fought to dominate her mouth. Instinctively, her hands sought out my hair. Once she was intertwined in it, she tugged solidly, god that felt so good. A snarl emanated from the back of my throat as I fought the urge to bend her over and spank her firm ass.

'Wow - that was - really nice,' she thought as she panted with her eyes still closed.

"Thank you," I breathed out as I rested my forehead against hers, trying my best to slow down my unnecessary breathing.

"Anything to please you Master," she solemnly vowed.

"Be ready for me at seven o'clock sharp, I will not wait any longer to make you mine," I demanded as I closed my jeans.

'Finally!'

"Yes Master," she breathed out as I finally took a moment to fully appreciate her current apparel.

Quickly I scrunched my eyes shut, but it was too late as the vision had already seared itself into my mind. Isabella had been trying on a white leather braless bustier; her beautiful peaks were peeking out at me. As she breathed, they would taunt me, begging me to touch them.

Her Brazilian was hidden behind a wall of white feathers. Unlike yesterday, I didn't want to leave her unsatisfied by me.

I pulled her back against my chest and kissed her desperately. Her scent of arousal was so thick in the air that it had me begging for her - again. With one hand, I held her flush against me and the other hand moved into her hair. One sharp yank was all it took to expose her jugular to me. The sounds sang to me as each drop of blood passed through it.

For a split-second, I thought about how delicious it would taste on my tongue. The replaying of Alice's earlier visions pushed the stray thought away.

"Remove those," I pointed to her panties.

I spanked her lightly when she bent over to do as I had told her. When she silently arched her back, I knew she enjoyed it. Before she could stand back up, I slid my finger across her vortex. Her entrance was like a vortex, it pulled every part of me towards her swirling wet core.

With just one more sweep, she had coated my fingers with her nectar. She reached out and leaned against the shelf seat with her arms extended in front of her to keep herself from falling forwards. Seeing her bent over before me sent my libido into overdrive, it was all I could do not to take the one step forward and drop my pants.

She was doing her best not to pant at my ministrations. Silently, she exhaled through her gaping mouth with her eyes clamped shut. She never looked so beautiful.

'Feels…too good.'

Slowly, I slipped my finger into her, wary not to go too deep. Her whole upper body heaved up and down as I added in a second finger. When I glanced into the mirror, I found Isabella was watching what I was doing to her. And, just as I had, she was enjoyed watching the action.

'More…deeper…too beautiful.'

As her eyes fluttered shut, her intimate walls began to quiver around my fingers. I quickly pulled her back into my embrace and slid my hand up her chest, across the thin flesh of her neck and clamped my hand over her mouth to silence what was about to try to escape her lips.

"Cum - Now!" I growled quietly in her ear.

'Oh God, thank you!'

Two pumps more and she locked down and convulsed against my digits. Even covered in a slight film of sweat, she was a glorious sight. She shuddered when I licked the sweat from the skin covering her jugular vein.

"Buy this one too," I snarled and stepped out through the curtain.

Alice wasn't standing near the dressing rooms when I exited, but I did spot her near the shoes looking at a pair of thigh high spike boots.

'Good luck tonight Edward,' she smiled as I nodded my thanks.

It an attempt to not stalk them as they shopped, I drove to the apartment to see how the workers were doing. Everything was ready and they had begun to fill the Jacuzzi.

After handsomely tipping the installers, I went into the playroom. There were a few things I wanted near the tub to make the evening a little more special. Who would have thought a Dom and a sub would be losing their virginity together?

I quickly set up everything I had bought with the Jacuzzi. The tiki torches would add just enough light to make the yard safe for her to walk around, if she so chooses.

The rose scented massage oil was on the shelf of the tub so I could rub her down when we were done. It always infuriated me that Tanya never cared for her subs, as she should. I had done a lot of research on the aftercare; I felt it was a part of dominating someone completely. The bitch disagreed of course.

Isabella's scent arrived before she did. The venom was already pooling in my mouth when she exited the Mercedes Alice had borrowed from Carlisle. Why she insisted on owning an itty-bitty sports car was beyond me considering the way she shopped.

From Isabella's thoughts I knew she was a little nervous, but mostly excited. Well, that made two of us. Even with Alice's newest vision, I still could not shake the fear induced by her earlier ones. There was no way I would survive if I slaughtered Isabella tonight.

When I entered the cottage, Isabella was putting away the last few things she had purchased. Tomorrow I would have to ask her for a fashion show. Just the thought of seeing her prancing around in those outfits again started my erection dancing in my jeans.

"Isabella, I want you in nothing but a bathrobe in five minutes. You will wait on your knees by the door."

'It's really going to happen! God I hope I am not terrible. Should I tell him it's my first time? No that would be too embarrassing to explain! Not everyone has a Dom willing to teach you when they do not want to touch you.'

She ran off into the bedroom as I went into the bathroom to change into my robe as well. When I was done there, I went back into the playroom and double-checked that I had retrieved everything I needed.

I was in heaven when I walked out of the room to see Isabella kneeling in front of the playroom door. "Isabella, rise and follow me outside."

Dutifully, she shuffled behind me out the door. Once she stepped off the stair, I grabbed her hand to lead her to the tub. She gasped when she saw it.

'How did that get here? It wasn't here this morning?'

"Drop your robe and get in the tub," I instructed.

'Is he…? Are we…? Seriously?'

I held her hand until she settled in, then I shed my robe as well.

'He's even more beautiful naked.'

With us both now seated it was time for stage one to begin. She scooted up next to me without looking around. I reclined and wrapped my arms around her shoulder effectively sliding her into my side.

'Wow it's so warm, that will help with the pain.'

"Isabella as I told you last night, I want to spend a little time each time we meet to get to know each other and build our trust. I expect you to answer me honestly and freely. So tell me a little about your family?"

'Does he really want to go there?'

She anxiously bit her lip and that made me nervous because if she drew blood it would be over before it ever started. "There is not much to tell, my dad died just over a year ago and my mom and Phil live in Jacksonville." So, she was the Isabella Swan from Forks.

"Isabella you were seventeen when he died? Why didn't you go to Jacksonville to live with your mom?" I swiped a stray away from her face.

"Renee and her boy toy husband didn't want me back. He died the night I arrived in Forks. I was exiled here by them," she said as her cheeks glowed red from the admission. One scorching venom-laced shot drink coming my way.

'Okay that was embarrassing to admit. Bella Swan the girl that no one wanted.'

"So who were you living with before coming here?"

"After Charlie died, I went to stay with a friend of his for a while, but then he discovered my interest in this lifestyle choice so he asked me to leave. I didn't…," 'God do I really have to admit this?'

"You didn't what?"

"I didn't live anywhere before here. I had everything in my truck and I slept on my dad's old boat in the harbor," well that cleared up the address issue, unfortunately it was so sad to hear how bad her life had turned out.

'Should I tell him about Jake? No he wouldn't want to know that.' Suddenly I was curious.

Who the hell was Jake? Was that that Dom that trained her?

"You don't have to go back to that life anymore. Even when you stop our arrangement, I

am sure there will be enough money left over in your account to help you do whatever you would like," I lifted her chin so I could see deep into her soul.

"Thank you for that," she nodded clearly in thought.

'It would be nice to go to school, college sounds nice.'

"Isabella, why does your phone have a Forks area code?"

'Why does that matter?'

"I bought my phone there before moving here," her thoughts mimicked her words.

'Does he really want to know this depressing stuff?'

Just as I was about to ask another question she cut me off. "Let me ask you a few questions, if you don't mind?"

"Shoot," I swallowed back the new barrage of venom.

"Alice filled me in on your family dynamics. So are you close to your siblings?"

"No, not really - not right now anyway."

"What happened to change it?"

"The Domme who trained me, let it slip to my mother about my interviews," I shrugged hoping she wouldn't ask anymore about it.

'God, I remember when we got caught; it was humiliating for all three of us.'

Three of them?

"That must have been awful. So are you talking to anyone besides Alice?"

"Yes, my dad and brother Jasper. Jasper was the blonde man at the interview," I breathed in easier when the wind shifted.

"Oh, that was your brother? He seemed a little uncomfortable," 'And in pain'

"Well…he doesn't understand my needs, but his theory is sound. As long as I am happy, he is happy," I left out the fact that I meant that literally. My happiness meant, thanks to his gift, he would be happy, then Alice would be happy and so on. It was a win-win situation all around.

"And your dad?"

"He just wants me to finally be happy."

"Well that was better than the reactions I received," she started fidgeting.

"Isabella tonight is going to go a little different. I know you have been waiting for me to fuck you, but I am in the mood for something softer tonight. I promise after tonight I will be more the Dom you were expecting."

'Softer sounds really good right now,' she mentally moaned.

I leaned in and started brushing my lips against hers. All too quickly I needed more, no matter how gentle I wanted to be, my body was screaming to take her hard. With my hands buried deep into her hair, I pushed my tongue straight into her mouth.

'Oh, so good,' she thought as I dominated her mouth.

Cautiously, I lifted my hand and cupped her perfect peaks. It was the first time I had explored them and I was eager to fully tend to them. With a small twist of my fingers, Isabella moaned and arched her back. Her nipples pebbled at my touch and they were too tempting not to taste. She groaned as I licked one for the first time. Their response to me drove me insane, so I sucked it into my mouth and teased it with my tongue. Hearing her pant made my ever-present erection throb.

'Need more…need Little Eddie inside me now,' yeah, he needed her too.

"Isabella, ride me," I growled as I grabbed her hips and pulled her across me.

Once she was straddling me, I toyed with her clit priming her for my invasion. She innocently exposed her jugular to my eager mouth, but that was not going to happen. I decided to keep my mouth busy with her other nipple. A gasp escaped her as I pinched the other nipple and tugged on it.

'If he keeps doing that I am going to cum before even he gets in me.'

While she adjusted herself over my cock as I mercilessly pinched and tugged on both of her nipples.

"Master," she groaned in desperation, as she fought not to climax.

"Cum Isabella," I demanded. I had read if she was well lubricated it would hurt less.

'Master should be happy first,' she thought.

"But…," she moaned trying to wait for me.

"CUM!" this time she did. Feeling her thrashing against my begging and needy appendage, threatened to send me over the edge with her. Somehow, I managed not to.

Hungrily, I grasped her hips and raised her so she would just be able to slide down upon me. She grasped my shoulders and began lowering herself down. You would think she would want to go inch by inch, but she didn't. With one fluid motion, she impaled herself on my cock.

I was instantly soaring to heaven and was dragged to hell simultaneously in one fell swoop. The only thought my mind would entertain was to thrust deep within her.

'Oh that hurt! But - it's over now.'

The feeling of every one of her inner muscles constricting around me was exhilarating. The searing heat threatened to melt my shaft into a puddle of goo. I was frozen in fear of hurting her, if I jerked too quickly against her, I could break her pelvis or kill her. She slowly started her hips gyrating over me while gnawing on her lip with her eyes shut.

"You feel so good," I panted massaging her head with my fingertips. Aggressively, I pulled her down to meet me while I leaned in and desperately kissed her.

The desire to move underneath her was reaching epic proportions. If she did not move soon I was going to explode.

Tentatively, she slid up and down once. 'It's not so bad now.'

"Isabella, you're so tight, I need you to move," I groaned out.

'Tight is an understatement, he has me filled to maximum capacity.'

Thankfully, my prayers were answered and she started sliding up and down slowly, then quicker and harder onto me. Every muscle in and on her body were flexing as she exerted herself. I placed my hands on her bouncy breasts and kneaded them.

'Oh God, he feels so good.'

She was starting to lubricate her walls again, making her movement more fluid. Her back arched when I ducked back down and replaced one of my hands with my mouth. Hearing her guttural groan started my hips rolling against her.

"Tell me…," I whimpered as she came down hard on me.

"So hard! So full! Master please!" she harshly panted out.

'Please let me cum,' she begged in her mind.

"Not yet, so close," I demanded as I pushed up deeper into her tight pussy.

Feeling her walls preparing for her imminent release pushed me over the edge, "Cum with me!"

"Ah! Yes! MASTER!" with just two more drops onto me, she exploded and constricted

around me, pulling me into the heavenly abyss for the first time.

"Isabella!" I growled as my climax sent me spiraling and I spilled into her thrashing.

I pulled her close to my chest and held her while we tried to catch our breaths. When she was finally calm, I reluctantly proceeded.

"Why Isabella? Why did you disobey me?" I breathed with my eyes still shut and our foreheads touching.

'I…when? Oh no!'

"I am so sorry Master. I didn't mean to disobey, I just wanted to ensure you were happy first," her quivering lip was breaking my dead heart.

"Whose job is it to ensure we are both satisfied?" I asked and just barely managed not to let my voice waiver.

"Yours Master," she mumbled from her now head down position.

"Who owns your orgasms?" I snarled slightly.

"You do Master," she whimpered.

'That was stupid! I knew better than that!'

"You understand what has to happen now, correct?"

"Yes Master."

"What is it I am required to do?"

"Spank me Master. I disobeyed a direct order and I understand you must punish me," she tried to sound confident, but her thoughts told me she was slightly afraid.

"First - I want to make sure you are alright from our encounter. I will spank you in the playroom as soon as we are done here," I kissed the top of her head hoping she would feel my apprehension about spanking her.

Once I pulled out of her, I instantly missed being encased by her. She moved away thinking we were done. I pulled her backwards so she was sitting on my lap again, this time with her back against my chest. With the rose scented oil, I messaged every inch of her flesh.

'Will this help when he spanks me?'

Feeling her blood flowing just under the thin layer of skin was becoming overpowering. I knew we needed to get this over with, before she became too anxious over the upcoming punishment.

Together we towel dried each other off. Her silky skin glowed as the lights from the tiki torches flickered.

"Meet me inside in the playroom in position," without a word, she hurried inside.

I quickly extinguished the torches before going to her. She was ready for me when I entered the room carrying a chair from the kitchen table. As soon as I was seated, I took a deep breath and let her scent penetrate ever fiber of my being.

"On my lap face down," I demanded half-heartedly. This was not what I had in mind when I told Esme I wanted to smack her pink.

She quickly got into position so her firm ass was ready for my hand.

"Count off each one," I groaned unhappily.

'Hold it together, you knew if you fucked up this would happen.'

"Yes Master."

I closed my eyes and readied my hand. After rubbing the flesh for a moment, I gave her one quick slap, careful not to hit too hard at first.

"One," she gasped. 'Ouch!'

With a little more pressure, I did it again, "Two," she called off. 'That hurts!'

I decided to maintain that pressure instead of increasing it; after all, she was only trying to please me. Carefully, I stayed in the square around the dividing line of her ass. There was nothing I would not do to make this easier on her. She called off each number as we approached the last few. She was feeling the sting more than I liked, so I started decreasing the slaps down to what I would do to pleasure her and then to where I was barely touching.

"Eight," 'Oh my God!'

"Nine," her voice was cracking and a tear hit my leg which felt like acid burning through my skin that was going to leave me marked forever. 'It hurts so much!'

"Ten!" she squeaked. 'I'll never do it again!' she sobbed in her mind.

Quickly, I started rubbing on the soothing balm and massaged the area with feather light touches. She was breathing a bit heavy as she sighed, but made no other sounds.

"Go lay down in bed. I will clean up and be right in," she ran from me to her bed. I heard her flop down and start full-out sobbing into her pillow.

It was the best and worst night of my life. The connection we shared in the tub was incomparable. I had never felt so close to someone in my long existence. Unfortunately, it had to be followed up with the worst part of having to punish her. I took a few minutes to compose myself. Raking my hands through my hair, I allowed myself to crumble. If I could have cried, I would have. Her door was open when I entered and made my way up to her side.

"Isabella, may I hold you until you fall asleep? Feel free to say no as this bedroom is your sanctuary and I will abide by your decision," I decided she needs to have a place that was just hers and since I didn't sleep what better than a bedroom.

'God yes! Did he just give me my very own place?'

"Yes Master" she whimpered and I could still smell the tears falling.

After dropping my robe to the floor, I crawled in from behind and pulled her to me. She drifted off chanting, 'Never again, never again, never again.' I prayed she was right because at this point, I hated myself and never felt more like a monster then at this moment.

As I laid there with her in my arms, I had time to think of our talk and other thoughts she had during our talk time. While I received answers to some of my questions, the other things she told me out loud and in her thoughts, just brought up a whole host of entirely new questions. When she started dreaming, it was if I was too. I've never felt so relaxed in my life. She pulled me in like a moth to a flame to an oddly familiar place.

A/N You'll just have to read the next chapter to get the full details of the dream.