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I was looking into the eyes of the guy that seemed as my predactor. I was chained to the bed with a sock stuffed into my mouth to muffle the screams immerging from my throat and core.
Maybe I should back up to this morning...
It had been a very slow day, and my bones ached from the ridiculous chair I was forced to sit in for eight hours today. My joints popped with every move I made and I felt horrible. Edward had taken precautions into his own hands, and decided that I needed to stay home today. So that is what I did. I watched TV and waited for that bloody prince of mine to show up after his hunt.
I mostly contemplated instead of watching TV most of the hours. I didn't care much for the characters on the screen, but I did care and worry for the one I love.
Of course, I was jealous when Edward had to leave me every weekend to hunt. I felt lonely when I couldn't feel his hard and cold muscles enveloping me in his tight embrace.
Even though Edward's control with me was pretty much spotless, he was still too melodramtic. And so that's why I sat there all day. Wondering and hoping that he will soon realize how much I want to be with him...for forever.
When the large grandfather clock struck ten o'clock at night, I started to get a little anxious. I had never stayed in the Cullen's house so late by myself before, and I was on the verge of panicing. The ghostly shadows practially stalked me, and freezing shivers ran down my spine as I wrapped my arms around myself and rubbed the exposed skin. Friction wasn't helping me much, and I grimaced.
After a while, I started to get desperate for heat in the cold house, and I finally got up from my seat and started walking up the stairs to mine and Edward's room. There laid the folded quilt on our perfectly made bed, stupid Edward's OCD, so I walked steadily towards it in the dark to grab it when my foot hit a chest at the foot of the bed.
"Ouch!" I shreiked, as I stumbled over to the light switch the examine my ankle. Could my day be getting any worse?
It was bruised, that much I expected but that was it. I twisted it around in circles, and it popped a little, but over all, I was fine.
I stood up from the spot and went to look inside of the dark colored mahogony chest. I had never opened it before. It was Edward's and he was always very protective of it's privacy. I pondered on opening it, and I finally came to the conclusion that would soon brighten my day.
I opened slowly a first, still unsure if it was a good idea, and then it flew open all on it's own in one second. I staggered backward from shock, and then collected myself in an instant. There were boxes inside of the chest, and so I took the liberty of looking inside of them.
There were many things in most of the boxes, probably from his human life, but in one box at the very bottom was much heavier than the rest, and I soon became very curious.
I placed the box in my lap, and then opened it steadily. Inside were video tapes. About fifteen video tapes laid inside of the box. I pulled my lips to the side of my face in confusion, and I walked over to the VCR just below the flat screen TV on the wall of our bedroom.
I placed one tap in, and soon I saw two dark figures on the TV's screen.
It took me a few minutes to realize that the two figures were actually Edward and myself making love in our own bed. I watched as my legs would extend in the darkness, and I would moan deeply with my pleasure. My eyes were becoming wider as I watched intently.
I looked at the angle of the video. It was at the left of out bed, and there was something covering a 1/4th of the tape.
I walked to where the video camera should be placed inside of the room, and to my excitement, I found a little video camera propped up behind some flowers on one of the large wardrobes in the room.
I chuckled, and removed the video camera from it's place.
I watched some other videos. Most of them were the same as the others. Some were lighter and some were so dark that you could only hear our noises.
"Bella! I'm home!" I heard Edward cry from the downstairs area. I had lost all track of time, and I began to panic once again. Everything in that chest was placed everywhere in our bedroom, and my heart pounded wildly.
I heard Edward's light footsteps outside of the door, and he knocked saying, "Are you alright, dear?"
I sucked in a huge breath and started piling things in the boxes and placing them awkwardly into the chest, "Uh- I'm getting into my pajama's Edward," I said as I tried to close the chest.
"Well, I am coming in then," he said, and I slammed my butt on the chest and it finally locked into place right when Edward came through the door.
"Hey, Edward," I said casually, as I ran my fingers through my messed up hair, and started walking towards my closet to get some pajama's.
"Uhh... Evening Bella..." He said flatly, and I swallowed when I heard the obvious confusion in his voice. I grabbed some the silky lavender pj's Esme had gotten for me this Christmas, and I sighed with relief when I saw Edward just sitting there on the bed, waiting for me.
"How was your hunt?" I asked, as I placed myself in his lap, and he scooted towards the head board and propped his back on it.
"Fine, I guess. Everyone is out for tonight, so it will be just us," he said as he started to kiss my ear lobe.
"Oh, that's good," I said, sliding my fingers up his legs, and placing a soft kiss on the arm that was wrapped around my shoulders.
"Wanna watch some TV, love?" He asked, as he reached for the remote.
"Er-uh-sure," I managed to say.
Edward turned the flat screen on, and to my luck, there was one of the sex tapes on the screen. I gasped with shock, and Edward's body became rigid from behind me.
"Bella..." He growled.
"I'm sorry!" I said, placing my hands on my face.
Edward's growl became louder, and soon, his hands were at the hem of my shirt and was being ripped from my body in one swift instant. My uncovered chest was now exposed to him, and I cried out as I saw his angry features.
"I told you to stay out of that chest," he snarled, and then ripped my bottoms from me as well.
"I know, I'm sorry!" I said.
"Sorry doesn't always cut it, my love," He said, as he started pulling down his trousers, and boxer-briefs.
I knew that Edward was trying to be dominant, and if I smiled, I would have ruined the moment, but I thought it was pretty hilarous to see my husband trying to take control like he was doing now.
Edward was out the door in seconds and then back on the bed before I was able to move a milimeter. In his hands were chains, and ropes. My eyes widened and I gazed back at him, astonished.
"Give me your wrists," he said. I did as I was commanded, and he clamped the chains on me and then onto the head board.
"Edward!" I said, trying to remove my wrists from the shackles, but I couldn't. I was his prisoner now...
"You have been a naughty girl, Bella," he slurred, as he started to remove my panties. His finger grazed my core, and I whimpered. "Oh, we don't want any of that now, do we?"
Edward reached over into his sock drawer and then pressed it into my mouth. Without my hands free, I was unable to remove it.
"Now, now, calm down my love..." He said, as two fingers entered me. He started pumping them into me, and I cried out into the sock, "oh, you are so wet..."
He then reached down and grabbed his penis, "this will hurt love, but you deserve a little punishment..." And then, he filled me in completely, and oh god, it felt so good.
Edward started thrusting wildly. He would go deeper and faster, but when I would cry out in pleasure, he would slow down and watch we wither in his absense.
He placed himself back inside me, "cum for me love," he panted, as he kept going.
With those sext words, I was able to cum then and there. Edward smiled, as he looked down at me, and he kept going, wanting to finish off his ecstacy as well.
It was moments after my orgasm, that he came too, and he fell on top of me, removing the sock as he went. I coughed a little and then I was able to say, "I should be punished more often."
Edward laughed and removed the shackles from my wrists, "Yes, you should be," he agreed.
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