[Disclaimer] Everything Twilight belongs to Mrs. Stephenie Meyer

[A/N] I've said it before and I can't repeat myself often enough – this story here is not supposed to be a guideline for the BDSM lifestyle. It's just a work of fantasy and imagination which means that it has most likely very little to do with how these kind of relationship work in reality.

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**7**

A strange mixture of fear and anticipation fills my heart as I bend over the cold leather-covered bench,

"Spread your legs wider. Let me see all of you, Alice."

Her hands are soft as she strokes up the inside of my arm and ties my hands together with a rope. For a moment I'm finding it hard to keep my balance but then she pulls on some kind of mechanism and I find myself flat on my stomach.

"Such a beautiful ass," she compliments me in a smooth voice before her palm comes down on it. She doesn't use as much force as she had the last time and that makes it easier for me to stay still. Again and again her hand slaps against my bare skin. My pussy starts throbbing and I can feel myself getting intensively aroused. A moan escapes my lips when I exhale again.

"You seem to find the part with staying silent a bit challenging."

I press my lips together and try to force myself to breathe through my nose.

Her lips brush gently over my neck and my skin breaks out in goose bumps. Every cell inside me seems to tingle as she whispers into my ear.

"Does it turn you on to be so exposed to me? Let me check to make sure."

I can barely manage to hold back another groan as her fingers move between my thighs and circle my entrance, rubbing my slick arousal up to my pulsing clit.

"You are a greedy girl, Alice. Aren't you? It makes you all wet when I spank you."

Her thumb pushes inside me for a moment and automatically I rock my hips against it, trying to get her deeper.

She chuckles and kisses my shoulder so hard that I'm sure she's going to leave a mark on me. When she pulls back and walks to the other side of the room to get something from the cupboards I try to take a few deep breaths.

"Do you trust me?" she asks me when she returns and lets her hand move down the crack of my ass. "You may answer me."

"Yes, Ma'am, I do."

"I want to play a bit with your pretty little ass. Would you like that?"

My voice is tensed when I whisper nervously. "If it pleases you, Ma'am,"

Some cold lube trickles down my ass and when her slick finger starts rubbing around my nether entrance shivers run down my spine. Is she going to take me here? With that toy thing? Crap, I won't survive it if she fucks me with that dildo. It's going to rip me apart. Oh shit…shit…shit.

The tip of her finger pushes against the tight ring of muscles, and I can feel my entire body stiffen abruptly.

"Try to relax. This is not going to hurt you. I know what I'm doing."

Very slowly she pushes her finger to the first knuckle into me. Then she presses some small vibe against my clit and the buzzing sensation manages to bring me close to the edge of a climax.

Her finger glides deeper inside me, circling around a bit until she pulls back a few moments later, just to repeat the same with a second finger. My muscles cramp around her digits but her voice that keeps whispering reassuring words into my ear helps me to relax a bit.

"I want you to come for me, my sweet pet. Come now." she orders pushing her thumb inside my throbbing sex. The waves of lust are overwhelming; her fingers inside both of my holes making me quiver all over. With a loud scream I collapse on top of the bench, my inner walls milking her fingers as my orgasm rushes through me with so much force that I can feel tears streaming down cheeks.

"Well done," she tells me, stroking my hair tenderly before she unties the rope that holds my hands together. "Now, try to stand up."

My legs are boneless and when she notices how much my knees are trembling, she makes me sit down on a blanket on the floor.

"Here. Drink this water, all of it."

I take a few sips and watch fascinated how she rinses a wash cloth in a little fountain of water in the corner of the room.

"Turn over. Yes, like that."

She washes me and her caresses are so gentle that I almost drift into sleep.

"You look like a tired baby." she stats, rubbing some balm on my backside. "And that's what you are. If I hadn't read your age on Aro's report, I would have assumed you are still underage."

"Come with me. I'll show you where you are supposed to sleep."

The room she guides me to seems small. The walls painted in a ruby red color that makes it appear even smaller. Cotton sheets on the simple twin bed are pleasantly cool against my overheated skin when I lay down on it.

"I'll have breakfast in bed at eight tomorrow morning. Make sure to remember to eat something yourself before you serve me."

"Yes, Ma'am."

She leans down and kisses my mouth, letting her tongue touch against mine so feather-lightly that it makes me greedy for more. I like it when she kisses me, without any hesitation. She makes me feel secure and most of all so wanted. No one has ever made me feel that way.

"Good night, Alice."

With that she leaves me alone in the darkness and my heart starts pounding in my chest. I want to go after her and beg her to let me sleep in her room, even when it's just on the floor next to her bed. The thought that it's impossible makes me feel terribly alone.

Hugging my pillow I try to shove those thoughts aside but whenever I close my eyes her face appears in front of me. She's so beautiful, so gracious and so strong. Crap, I think, you sound like you have a crush on her. Are you stupid now? You've come here because you want a Domme, not a girlfriend and even if…it is not like she would be open to the second option.

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[A/N] I'm beyond thrilled to let you know that It Won't Rain has been nominated in the Top Ten Completed Fics for August 2012 on twifanfictionrecs com If you feel like it, you may vote for my little Tranella fic.

I had so much fun writing that story and I have to admit that I miss it a great deal. Maybe I'll do a sequel but I'm not sure about it yet. There are so many plotbunnies in my weird head and there is only so little time to write them down.