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Disclaimer; All characters belong to Stephenie Meyer and no copyright infringement is intended

Warning: This story is aboutBDSM and its related aspects. It might be disturbing to some. Although, it is between two consenting adults. I am warning now, it will contain subject of physical and sexual abuse on children. It is going to be hardcore BDSM and its darker elements.

Here is chapter 4. First of all I would like to apologise to everyone for the delay in update. I had test and there was an electrical problem in my area. BY the time I sent this chapter to my beta, it was late.

Though I have to say thank you to everyone for their tremendous support and lovely reviews. I loved them all. You people make my day with your amazing comments.

This chapter was beta'd by Andrea (ajr818), who is amazing and Thank you to my pre-reader Alex.

Now here we go.. :)

Working while you're aroused to the point of distress is uncomfortable as hell.

Not to mention the fact that I was tempted to sneak my hand into my skirt to ease the ache by massaging my clit. I had debated over the fact of whether Edward would find out or not, but then I remembered that this was supposed to be based on trust, and I would be breaking it even before our relationship had begun. Besides, I was a shitty liar as it was.

The rest of the day passed in a blur. Jessica wouldn't stop harassing me on who the sexy guy was, while Irina kept giving me dirty looks.

I couldn't wait to get the hell out my office. All I wanted to do was to read the limits he had given me and go through them.

Finally, after an extremely long day, I stumbled into my apartment and took a deep breath. My apartment was one of the places where I could just be myself. I loved it; it gave me a sense of comfort and belonging.

Changing onto a pair of yoga pants and a blue shirt, I went commando since I was uncomfortable enough as it was.

I heated some leftover lasagna and settled on my couch to read and mark the limits list.

For each item mark yes or no to indicate prior experience

"Yes" or "No"

After indicating experience, mark with a number 0-4 to indicate interest in that idea.

0 indicates - a hard limit, something the sub has an aversion to.

1 indicates - no desire to do this, but does not have a particular aversion to it. Something the sub would consider doing however, to please a dominant.

2 indicates -that he or she would probably like the activity, could be something that is an enjoyable fantasy, but that the sub is not sure will translate into an enjoyable real life activity. Also could be something the sub wants but is embarrassed to admit.

3 indicates -that this activity is something that he or she would like to do, perhaps a reoccurring fantasy and often something that the sub has done in the past and enjoyed.

4 indicates -the sub finds this activity a wild turn on, and has a particular fetish or preoccupation with it.

If there is confusion in anything, please write your question in front of the activity.

Activity

Age play (not pedophilia) No – 3

Anal plugs; No – 3

Anal sex; Yes – 2

Ball gag; No – 3

Beating hard; Yes – 0

Beating soft;Yes – 0

Being blindfolded; Yes – 3

Being gagged; Yes – 2

Being serviced (sex); Yes – 3

Bondage heavy; No - 2

Bondage light; No - 3

Breast bondage; No – 3

Breast fucking; Yes – 3

Breast whipping; No - 2

Cages; Yes – 0

Caning; – English No – 2

Caning sensation; No – 2

Chains; No – 2

Chastity device; No - 3

Choking; Yes – 0

Chores (domestic service); Yes – 3

Chosen clothing for Yes – 3

Chosen food for Yes – 2

Cock worship No - 2

Collars No – 3

Double penetration Yes – 4

Enemas Yes – 3

Eye contact restrictions No – 2

Face slapping Yes – 0

Figging No – 2

Fisting Yes – 0

Flogging No – 2

Following orders No - 3

Forced masturbation No – 3

Forced nudity No – 3

Forced servitude No – 1 Explain

Genital sex Yes – 3

Hair pulling Yes – 2

Hairbrushes No – 2

Harnessing No – 0

Hoods No; – 0 Pushing

Hot wax – dripping; No – 3

Hot waxing hair removal; Yes – 3

Housework; Yes – 2

Humiliation in private; Yes – 2

Humiliation in public; Yes – 1

Ice cubes; Yes – 2

Infantilism; No – 1

Interrogations; No – 2

Intricate rope bondage; No – 3

Kneeling; No – 3

Leather restraints; No – 3

Lecturing; No – 2

Massage – getting; No – 3

Massage giving; Yes – 3

Model for erotic pictures; No – 3

Nipple clamps; No – 3

Nipple weights; No – 1

Oral getting; Yes – 3

Oral giving to opposite sex; Yes -3

Oral giving to same sex; No – 1

Orgasm control; No – 2

Outdoor scenes; No – 2

Paddling; No -2

Phone sex; No – 3

Pussy whipping; No – 2

Riding crops; No – 3

Rimming No; – 1

Rope bondage; No – 3

Sensory deprivation; No – 2

Serving as a maid; No – 2

Serving orally; yes – 3

Serving other Doms (supervised only); No – 0

Sexual deprivation; No – 1

Shaving; Yes – 3

Sleep deprivation; No – 1

Slutty clothing; No – 3

Erotic Spanking;- No-4

Spanking with Bare hand; No – 3

Over the knee Spanking; Yes 3

Spanking with a paddle; No- 2

Spanking with a Hairbrush; No- 2

Speech restrictions, what & when; No – 2

Erotic Humiliation-; No-2

Tease and Denial; No -2

Spreader bars; No – 3

Standing in corner; No - 3

Strap on dildos; No – 0

Teasing; No– 2

Verbal humiliation; No – 2

Videotaped Scenes; No – 3

Voyeurism; No – 3

Whipping; No -0

Any allergies that the Dom(me) should be aware? (if yes, describe:)

Allergic to latex and Spandex

Any specific subject not described in this list that the Dom(me) should be concerned with? (if yes, describe:)

Rape, is a hard limit and cannot be pushed due to sensitivity over the topic.

Any fears real or imagined that would cause you extreme anxiety (if yes describe)

Extreme Claustrophobia

Dark Places

Closed Rooms with no windows

Sudden Movements.

By the time I had finished marking all the items on the limit list, my yoga pants were drenched, and I was refraining myself from squirming because I knew it would only make the ache worse.

The list was quite thorough and there were a number of things that I had never done, though I knew all the things as I had researched the topic quite thoroughly before attending the play party.

I checked the time, it was 9: 30, and Edward had still not called.

To make myself busy, I checked my schedule for the rest of the week. Luckily, there were no shoots scheduled for this weekend, so nothing could interrupt my time with Edward.

After doing the dishes and folding my laundered clothes, Edward had still not called. It was 10:32. Resigning myself, to the fact that he was probably not going to call just to make me uncomfortable, I started my nightly routine. I changed into a pair of pink boy shorts and a pink camisole.

Brushing my teeth I thought over at the events of today and last night. It was surreal that a handsome man like Edward would want plain old me,

'Well, everyone has faults, don't they? His is probably in picking you, since we all know what a failure you are.' My mind decided to put in its two cents

I decided to ignore it, since listening to it wasn't going to help me.

Just as I was getting ready to get in bed, my cell phone rang and my breathing sped up.

I checked to see that it was indeed Edward calling. Hesitatingly, I pressed the call button and spoke, "Hello."

Edward's warm husky voice greeted me. "Hello, Isabella."

I bit my lip and settled on the bed to make myself comfortable.

"Isabella, I apologize for making you wait so long. It's just that I was stuck in a board meeting and couldn't call you earlier. I hope it isn't too late."

"No!" I almost shouted at him. I was too worked up to give a shit about the time.

He chuckled. "That's good to hear. Now tell me, have you been a good girl?"

"Yeah, I did as you asked."

"And you didn't touch that pretty pussy?"

"No, I didn't and I even mailed you the list of limits."

I heard shuffling on the other side. "That's my girl. Now were there any questions you wanted to ask me pertaining to the list?"

I couldn't explain it, but him calling me his girl just made me warm and fuzzy.

"Isabella?" I realized I still had to answer him.

"No, there wasn't any problem, and I knew about most of the things."

"That's good, but Isabella, why do you have such a low self-esteem? That woman in your office was belittling you and you didn't even reply to her. Moreover, you don't realize how pretty you are. Why is that?"

I took a deep breath, and released it. "I don't know, I didn't reply to her because I didn't want to be rude or cause trouble, and I am not pretty."

"Are you more experienced, or am I?" he asked in a patronizing tone.

"Uh-um, um." I stuttered in response.

"That's exactly my point. I am the Dom here, Isabella, not you, and although I can't make you do anything that you don't want to, I am still more experienced than you. And let me make it clear that you're extremely attractive, and the next time I hear you say that you're not, it'll land you on my whipping bench. Either you listen to me now, or I will whip this fact into your brain. Am I making myself clear?"

I didn't know what to say. How could I explain to him that I was not beautiful no matter what he thought? The best course of action was to just agree with him, I decided.

"Yes, I agree."

"That's much better. Now you're aware that a Dom requires a sub to call him sir, at least until he collars her?"

Shit, I had not once called him sir. I had taken his name. This was bad.

"Your silence alerts me to the fact that you've realized, that you've not once called me sir. Correct?"

I stay silent.

"Isabella? Answer me."

"Yes, it is."

"Right, Isabella, the reason why I am not angry over this is because; I don't necessarily make a sub call me sir unless we are in the mindset. So, I'm not angry unless you take my name on the weekend."

This was strange.

"So, I only have to call you sir while we are playing and on weekends?" I was confused.

"Yes, in any other communication we have during the week, you're to call me by my name. I personally find a woman saying my name during her orgasm to be really erotic. It just makes me feel powerful."

"But, in BDSM, doms usuall-."

"Are you trying to teach me about BDSM, Isabella? Are you forgetting the fact that I have been in this lifestyle since I was 21 and it has been mere days since you embraced it?" He spoke in a cold, stern voice.

"No, I'm sorry."

"You should be. Now, I was telling you that I don't prefer being called sir outside when we're not playing, unlike other doms who do. Every dom has a different preference, Isabella. No one is alike. All right?"

"Yes."

"That's good then. Now tell me, at what time do you get off from work on Friday?"

"Uh, six-ish."

"Then I expect you to be at my house at seven thirty. Okay?"

"Yeah, so you'll send me the address tomorrow?"

"Yes, Amun will drop off my address and the requirements list tomorrow at your office. I hope that's not a problem?"

I bit my lip. What if anyone saw the list of requirements? Irina would probably have a field day.

"Does that pose a problem?"

"No, but what if somebody saw it?" I questioned.

"Amun will hand it over to you personally, and instead of taking it to your office, why don't you put it in the car?"

"Oh, okay. That'll work fine."

"Now moving on to important things, did you really obey my orders?"

"Yes, I did."

"And you didn't make yourself cum?"

"No, I didn't"

"Hmmmm. That means I have to reward you now. Doesn't it?"

His words were enough to stimulate me.

"I guess so" I replied nervously.

"You guess so?" He chuckled "You want to cum, right?"

"Yes, I do."

"Good girl. Now what are you wearing?"

"Uh- a pink camisole and boy shorts."

He groaned "Jesus, I can imagine you all shy, and I can almost guarantee that your boy shorts are wet. Tell me, Isabella, are you wet for me?"

I was pretty sure that my boy shorts had a wet spot on them.

"Yes, I am."

"Now, go lie on the bed Isabella, and spread your legs." I quickly did as he asked.

"Put the phone on speaker, and take of your clothes."

I put him on speaker and pulled my clothes off.

I heard the distinct sound of a zipper on the other side. I wondered if he was taking off his clothes too.

Five minutes passed but he had not spoken. Just as I was about to ask, he spoke in a husky voice. "Is your pussy dripping for me Isabella? Is your clit throbbing and hard, waiting for me to give it my undivided attention? I want to know how bad you want to cum! Close your eyes, Isabella, and imagine me running my nose up and down your slit slowly, breathing in the sweet, sensual aroma of your pussy. I want you to pinch and pull your nipples for me."

I moaned at his words. Pulling and pinching my nipples was making the ache between my legs unbearable. I wanted to slide my hand there and rub over my clit, but I dared not disobey Edward especially not since the last two times I had been denied a release.

Edward spoke again "Isabella, now I want you to slip two fingers inside that pussy and slowly move them inside and out."

Slowly, I slipped my fingers inside myself and moaned loudly at the contact. I pushed them inside and out my breathing getting harsher by the minute.

"Rub your thumb on your clit, Isabella. Move it in rolling motions" he commanded.

I did as he asked and finally sighed in relief.

"Use a little more pressure."

I started to thrust in and out of my pussy really fast and rubbed circles on my clit with my thumb.

"Are you close, Isabella?"

"Ungh- yes,"

"Do not cum until I tell you to."

I gasped in pleasure as my fingers began hitting that spot inside me. I knew I couldn't control it any longer, but Edward had still not given me permission.

"Pu-lease." I moaned out

"Please what, Isabella?" he asked casually, as if I wasn't on the cusp of an orgasm.

I couldn't believe he was going to make me say it.

"Please, may I come, sir?" I pleaded.

"Not yet."

I let out a cry of frustration, which garnered his attention.

"Never, ever think that your pleasure is yours. It is mine to give and take as I please. Besides, Isabella, just think if you are this frustrated by your own fingers, what will happen if I denied you an orgasm while fucking you with my cock. Just think."

I could not think about this. All his reprimanding was doing was making me even more close to the brink.

"Please, sir, I can't hold it much longer. Please let me cum. Please, sir, please" I begged him.

He remained silent while my moaning and panting, as well as my pleading, got louder.

Finally, he spoke, "Cum Isabella. Cum for me."

It was all I needed to fall. I fell over, moaning and gasping on my orgasm.

As I came down from my orgasm, I was left panting and gasping for air. I breathed out thank you's to the speakerphone. I was so tired out because of everything that had happened today that I didn't even realize when my eyes fluttered and I fell into a deep sleep

As I opened my eyes, I felt so comfortable just lying there. I couldn't remember a single night when I hadn't had a nightmare, but last night, Edward had exhausted me so much that I had been unable to keep my eyes open.

Shit, I hoped he didn't feel like I had left him hanging. But, he hadn't mentioned anything about his own release. I hoped he wasn't angry.

With growing apprehension, I checked my cell phone. There was a text from Edward after I had fallen asleep.

I checked it, smiling and blushing over its content.

Dearest dove,

I am sure you were wiped out, so I can't complain. Do not worry about my pleasure; phone sex does nothing for me. I like to have a woman completely at my mercy while I fuck her mouth as a better way. Fret not, I will derive my pleasure from you this weekend so make sure you get plenty of rest on Thursday can't have you falling asleep on me again. I hope you enjoyed your orgasm as much as I did. Amun will deliver the list to you. Have a great day. Can't wait for Friday.

Thinking about you,

Edward.

His text was so sweet and yet so sexy at the same time. I, too, couldn't wait for Friday.

While getting ready for work, I was on cloud nine due to my satisfaction and happiness over the fact that Edward wanted me.

At work, I was smiling without any reason and seeing me smiling was only pissing Irina off. She knew it had something to do with Edward.

At lunch break, Jessica informed me that I had a visitor. I got up to meet Amun when I saw that Irina was also in the lobby. She smiled sardonically at me and remarked, "My, my Bella, since when have you opened up a brothel? Every day, new men come and meet you for lunch. Is lunch break your code for 'fucking time'?"

I gasped at her insinuation. I knew that she disliked me but assuming that I was charging men for sex was just so uncalled for.

But before, I could say anything, Amun stepped up to my defense. "Miss McCarthy is a my boss's girlfriend and he would very much prefer if you would treat her with respect, otherwise he told me to inform you that he is a very close friend with Peter and could have you fired faster than you can blink. Besides, women who are whores like you are should not point fingers at respectable females like Miss McCarthy."

I was stupefied.

I did a little victory dance at Irina's expression of shock and embarrassment.

Go Amun! I cheered at him mentally.

As we walked down to my car I thanked Amun, for defending me. His reply was very confusing.

"I only did as I was asked to."

Did it mean that Edward had directly told Amun to threaten Irina?

I shook my head to get rid of those thoughts. I couldn't dwell on it any longer, since as I was extremely happy that Irina had been screwed over by Amun. I'll ask Edward when got the time and was pretty sure that he'll answer me.

Smiling softly, I place the requirements list in the dashboard of my car and planned to look at it when I got home.

A/N

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