[Disclaimer] Everything Twilight belongs to Mrs. Stephenie Meyer

[A/N] Thanks to all of you for reading and reviewing. I hope you'll like the new update.

**4**

It takes me a few minutes to calm down my nerves enough to be able to step out of the car. The air outside is chilly, making my nipples instantly pebble underneath the thin lace material. The ruby colored corsage makes my skin look even paler than it already is. I moan pressing my thighs together for a moment, feeling the thin thong already soaked against my waxed sex.

I fight the urge to move my hand between my legs and touch myself intimately. She told me not to do it and I want to do anything to please her.

My fingers are trembling when I open the front door to her house with the key she sent me yesterday. Inside it is warm and the entire place smells like fresh orange blossoms and rich vanilla scents. I take the stairs downside, entering the room on the left side. The light here is dimmed; everything is decorated in black but mostly red colors. Is this the reason, she wanted me to wear red inside this room?

I want to open the cupboards at the side to see what kind of toys she has inside them but the St. Andrews cross at the right wall catches my attention first. I run my fingers over the shackles, feeling the hard metal against my fingertips.

Then I hear steps on the stairs, the clicking of heels and quickly I kneel down in the position she instructed me to take. Head down, back straight and both hands flat on my thighs.

"Very lovely," she tells me, letting her palm move down my spine in a circular motion. "I've been looking forward to seeing you again."

She presses her lips against the hollow of my throat from behind and sucks so hard on the skin there that I can't hold back a groan.

"Did I tell you to make a noise?"

"No,"

"Answer me properly."

"No, Ma'am. I'm sorry, Ma'am."

"Stand up and let me take a look at you. Keep your eyes to the ground."

Her hands are warm and soft as she starts stroking over my exposed backside, up my hips and sides. When she cups my breasts through the lace of my corsage, I try very hard to keep my breathing as quiet as possible.

"Let's see if you have fulfilled all your duties." she stats, ripping off the strings of my thong to throw it carelessly on the ground next to us.

"Yes, that's nice, so smooth and soft."

She's rubbing my outer lips while the tip of her thumb barely touches my sensitive clit.

"You're so wet. Are you excited? You may answer me."

"Yes, Ma'am, so very much." I confess in a husky voice.

"So, am I. There is something about you being so deliciously innocent that turns me on. I want to possess you, every part of you. I want you to surrender to me completely."

I whimper in my throat as she grabs my hair roughly and pushes her tongue deep into my mouth in the same moment her fingers thrust inside my pussy.

"I can't wait to fuck you hard. It's all I've been thinking about this entire week."

My insides quiver and when she asks me to walk over to the cross and ties my arms and legs to it, my clit throbs painfully, greedy for the touch of her hands.

"Look at me. You're not fearful, are you?"

"Just nervous…but more excited, Ma'am,"

"I assume, Aro has told you how the safewords work, has he?"

"Yes, Ma'am. He told me to use yellow when I want you to slow down and red when I want to end the scene completely."

"Good. I'm going to blindfold you now. Close your eyes for me."

She wraps a black silk scarf around my eyes, turning the world around me into complete darkness.

"I would gag you too but tonight I want to hear the noises you're making."

Her heels click on the floor as she walks to the cupboards. I want to know what she's taking out of them.

When she returns, she kisses my mouth again, biting my lower lip before she steps back.

The stinging burn on my skin as the flogger comes down on my skin makes me moan. The sensation is a strange, unfamiliar mixture of pleasure and pain. Again and again the soft fur tickles over my skin, landing on a different spot of my chest and thighs every time.

"Such a pretty skin color." she murmurs, unclasping the strings on my corset to expose my breasts. Her hot mouth closes around the pebbled tip, sucking and biting it teasingly.

"You're not going to come until I give you permission. Are we clear about that?"

"Y-es, Ma'am," I whisper, taking several deep breaths through my parted lips as her right hand starts stroking my soaked folds again.

Then I can feel her mouth moving down my upper body, leaving a trail of wet kisses on my sweat covered skin.

The moment her tongue swirls gently over my clit, I know that I won't be able to hold back much longer. It has been forever since I had someone go down on me and the way she moves her tongue over my swollen sex is so beyond divine. Faster and faster she circles it up and down, teasing my clit until its throbbing against the flat of her tongue before she starts thrusting it deep inside me while simultaneously massaging my clit between two fingers.

"Oh..god…oh…sweet heaven…Ma'am…please…I…I can't…I can't hold it…oh god."

A split second before I climax she pulls back, smacking my thigh hard with her flat hand. The sudden pain helps me to calm down a bit from the beginning waves of my release.

"Who does your pleasure belong to? Answer me!"

"You," I moan, "You, only you, Ma'am. They belong to you."

"That's right, my sweet pet. I want you to know that every time you climax, it's a gift from me to you."