A/N: Hello everyone! Sorry I haven't had a chance to post this until now. RL just got real crazy, Crazy GOOD! I mean hectic sure but it's been great! I huge thank you to my beta'ing team: Nocturnal Emissions, WitchyVampGirl, Nyddi, and Nickeyd26. You all did an amazing job. Thank you ladies for being a part of this adventure with me.

WARNING: THIS SCENE CONTAINS ELEMENTS OF BDSM. THERE IS A PLAY PARTY IN THIS CHAPTER IF THIS IS NOT FOR YOU PLEASE MOVE ON. IF YOU ARE NOT 18+ YOU DEFINITELY NEED TO MOVE ON! I AM NOT CORRUPTING OUR WORLD'S YOUTH.

*Disclaimer: Yeah I don't own any of the recognizable names in here those all belong to Stephenie Meyer. I however allow them to go to play parties and have some fun!*

Adjustments and Whips

Last night was spent settling Tank into our home, making sure his bed was in the bedroom with us and all his toys and things were out for him to play with. I was more content last night than I have ever been. Seeing Emmett so happy set my heart on fire. I know it doesn't seem like much time has passed for me to have marital thoughts, but I can't help but wonder what it would be like. I wonder if we would have kids or just a bunch of dogs. What will he look like all gray-haired?

Will we always be Master and sub? What does our future hold? My mind races a mile a minute until I feel my face getting slobbered on. I look over to see icy blue eyes staring back at me. That damn dog just licked me! I chuckle, petting him behind his ears. I know today will be a very important one as Emmett and I need to have a very serious talk. Might as well get today started now.

"Em, baby. I think Tank might need to go outside." I gently shake his shoulder. He slowly opens his eyes, and stretches his muscles out.

"Hmm, morning baby. Good morning Tank." He smiles at us. Tank turns to smother Emmett's face in kisses. He definitely knows who his daddy is. I laugh, feeling content again. I love our little family.

As we lay in bed all cuddled up I think now is as good as any time to deal with all of our issues.

"Em, we need to talk." I sigh. He is immediately going to think something is wrong.

"Okay. Is everything okay?" His face drops with uncertainty.

See, I told you.

"Yes, baby. Everything is fine. We just need to talk through some of the issues that we keep ignoring."

He nods his head at me. Pulling Tank closer to his chest he prepares himself for the 'talk'.

"I want you to know why I acted the way I did for the last six months. I never meant to hurt your feelings, baby. I felt shame for being able to hurt you that day in the playroom. How can I hurt the one person who I love more than anyone else on this earth? What kind of monster does that?"

After pulling myself up to a sitting position and leaning my back against the headboard I continue to explain. "To be a Dom and do the one thing that you are never to do, is the worst feeling in the world. I can't begin to understand why you have forgiven me. You need to know that it ripped me apart to do that to you. But besides that day in the playroom, I felt guilty for Vicky's death. I still do, kind of. If I would have known how crazy Tanyina was she never would have had the chance to murder Vick. I was blinded by the thought of love. I became very depressed after we found out. Then being kicked off the case, that only made it worse." I pause as the tears roll freely down my cheeks. There is no point in wiping them away. More will follow eventually.

"I pushed everyone away from me. I did it in fear. Fear that I would end up hurting you, all of you, just like I did to Vicky. I found your journal yesterday. Seeing your entries and how poorly I was treating you hit me like a fucking freight train, baby. I needed to man up and be your boyfriend again, your Master. I missed our closeness. I called Alec and he explained to me that I needed to fix this before I lost you. After reading your journal I couldn't believe you hadn't left me, yet. Why? Why didn't you leave me? I would have deserved it."

The tears are pouring down my face now. Grasping hold of my hair with both hands I slowly rock myself in comfort. I need to ease this pain.

"I need you to know Edward, that I was never mad at you for what you did. I know you think that it's a submissive answer, but it's not. I forgave you because there was nothing to forgive in the first place. Baby you need to stop hanging onto unnecessary guilt. I am in love with you. I would do anything for you. Yes, I love being your submissive but if it made you feel better to never do that again, then I would deal with it. But you have to admit neither one of us want to give up on our lifestyle. It's who we are.

"As for Vicky, there is nothing you could have done differently that would have changed the events that lead to her death. Tanyina is a fucked up person. None of us saw this coming. And another thing, I know you feel guilty for what happened in your house, but you can't stop the actions of others. I know Doms like to feel that they have to fix everything but you don't. You can't save the world alone. Please don't ever do that to me again. You are lucky I do love you or I would have left you months ago." He chuckles as he gets off the bed to put Tank in his crate.

"You are too good to me baby," I murmur. Watching him crawl up on the bed to lie down next to me has my dick twitching. He wraps his hand around my forearm, urging me to lean into him.

"Don't you forget it, either," he says, pulling me up against his chest. My heart skips a beat. The feeling of me being pressed against his side has me wriggling in arousal.

"I need you, please. Please let me make it up to you baby?" I purr. Turning my head just a bit I can wrap my mouth around his pierced nipple easily. Mmm, I have missed how he tastes. I position myself over him. Sucking on his nipple as I move my hand over to the unattended bud and flick it with my fingers.

"Oh god. Yes please, baby. More please." Emmett groans.

I nip and suck my way down his chest and stomach. When I reach his cock I am rewarded with a leaking shaft. I lick the small bead of salty liquid from his tip. Hmm, so good. I take his lengthy shaft into my mouth, engulfing his girth. Moving my hands from his nipples, I rake them down his chest and stomach, leaving trails of small red scratches on his skin. Pulling my mouth back up his length, I grab his balls and knead the soft sack.

"Mmm, that feels so good baby."

Sucking.

Nipping.

Licking.

Stroking.

He can no longer form a coherent thought. His hips are involuntarily bucking against my face. I hollow out my cheeks and suck him as hard as I can manage without hurting him. He grabs my head of hair harshly, pulling my face against his groin even more. Keeping a steady suction going, I allow him to piston himself in and out of my mouth freely. His ministrations start off slowly. In. Out. I grab for his balls, rolling them in my hand and I tug lightly.

"Oh, fuck baby. Your mouth is so fucking hot," he groans.

I find myself squirming on my knees. For once I need to please him. I am no longer in control. He is. My need to please him surpasses the need for control. I wrap my arms around his waist, grabbing for his ass cheeks. My fingers slide towards his puckered hole. I both hear and feel his excitement at the idea of having me in his ass while he is in my mouth.

"Fuck, Edward," he growled as I felt the tip of his cock hit the back of my throat.

Hearing my name said in such a way made me want to please him further. For a moment, I felt what Emmett must feel when he serves me. I had been a sub before, but never a sub in love. This feeling of being focused solely on his happiness was incredible. I knew that I couldn't deny my bear this feeling again, even when we weren't in D/s mode, the need to please was overwhelming.

Pulling on his ass cheek with one hand, my other found its way to his hole. I didn't have lube, and I wasn't going to break the rhythm of my sucking. He was close; he couldn't hide the telltale swelling and erratic thrusts. I teased with my finger around his hole. I knew I wasn't going to thrust it in without any sort of lubrication, but he didn't know that. I felt him squirm in anticipation as my finger traced around his sensitive opening.

"I'm gonna," he grunted. And, oh, I knew he was gonna. And it was gonna be good. I smiled to myself. I pulled my hand back and bent my index finger at the first knuckle. Pressing that tight against his hole, his entire body began to shake. I know that my knuckle feels a lot like my cock, with the pressure, but with the way my finger is bent, it won't go in, so I don't have to worry about causing him pain. I press again, and he cries out something, possibly in Gaelic, probably just incoherent words. I think I made out 'Edward'.

I smile at the pleasure I am bringing him as he convulses in my mouth. I feel his cock twitch as he fills my throat with my reward. I swallow greedily, licking up his shaft for any traces left.

"Baby," he says, stroking my cheek, "that was incredible." He kisses me and pulls me into his arms. I am in the place he usually is, but I don't feel that he is Topping me, just that he is loving me. The embrace is warm and loving, until he feels my erection pressing against him.

"Love, it seems we have little problem," he says wrapping his hand around my throbbing cock. I hadn't realized how hard I was. I groaned as his hand slid down my length. Thoughts of my teenage years flashed through my head. I didn't want to be that guy who came the moment he was touched, but damn, I was so hard, and Emmett knew how to make me feel so incredibly good.

I reach down and tug on my balls to try stop the feeling from building. The problem, Emmett knows exactly what I'm doing. He takes my hand and holds it in his. "Stop trying to be 'Sir' here. Just let it go, baby."

And I did. For just a minute, I forgot about everything. I forgot that Emmett and I had been having problems. I forgot that Victoria was dead and her killer was out there, probably my crazy ex- girlfriend. I forgot it all as my cum shot all over his hand and our bodies. And I didn't care. For once, I didn't care.

"Is tú mo ghrá," he whispers in my ear. My face must have shown my confusion as he chuckles softly.

"It means 'I love you'. For some reason I love speaking to you in Gaelic. There is something incredibly romantic about it. Cheesy or not I love it." He seems shy all of a sudden.

"Baby, that is the most cheesiest thing I have ever heard. But it's also the best thing I have ever heard. Is tú mo ghrá." I repeat the words to him. My head is suddenly filled with thoughts of us permanently bound even more completely than my collar binds him to me.

Bound to each other forever.

Two months later...

These last weeks have gone by very smoothly. I feel like I am back to my normal self again. I kept my promise to Emmett and stopped tracking Tanya/Irina. I still receive the text messages from the anonymous person only now they are directly forwarded to Carlisle. Let the twins track the dumb bitch down.

It has not been easy adjusting to having Tank in the house but it has been fun, to say the least. Emmett spent a month crate training the pup and it was all for nothing as he now sleeps in our bed with us. I don't mind now, but what the fuck are we going to do when the dog weighs 200 pounds? I have to deal with that with Emmett, now I have to deal with the dog? He has come along nicely, I must admit. I was nervous at first, but he has grown on me.

The dog isn't the only new thing that has happened. I had decided to make another playroom. Only this time, it's a state of the art room. The door has a palm scanner for a lock and a keypad just in case. The interior of the room looks quite a bit different from our old one. I couldn't keep it the same...too many bad memories. The walls were painted a fire engine red with black accents everywhere. The St. Andrews Cross is bolted to the wall now. Other than a few new implements, everything else is basically the same.

We still have our weekend playtimes but now we added in Wednesday nights as a date night and/or Emmett's choice. Speaking of him in our vanilla relationship, he has become quite the domineering voice between us. He decides basically everything we do. I never knew he was quite the organized man. I guess I should have realized that when I had seen the way the storage area was packed. Another thing that has changed is my need to find Tanyina. She has been missing for eight months now. It was an obsession before to track her. Now it only comes to mind every so often. Usually it's worse when I see Alley with a far off look in her eyes. It's moments like those that really get to me.

The Whitlock wedding was amazing. It's nice to see my best friends so happily in love. Alice is one amazing planner. The cherry blossoms at the vineyard were in full bloom and gorgeous. I have never seen such a beautiful venue before. Everything worked out perfectly. Being her honor attendant was really something. I honestly thought it was going to be weird to stand up next to her but it was cool. It definitely fit our group perfectly.

Oh, and let me tell you walking down the aisle with Emmett had my mind racing! That was the weirdest thing I had ever done. Not a bad weird...just different. It was cool to see Tank as the 'ring bearer' and Alice's dog Pebbles as the 'flower girl'. I think the best part was seeing Rosalie walking the dogs down the aisle in a pink bridesmaid dress!

I can't help but to think of the memories as I sit here in my kitchen flipping through the pictures. Emmett is out jogging with Tank. The two of them have been going to the dog park a lot. Just as I get to the end of the photo album my phone rings.

"Hello?" I answer, without looking at my caller id.

"Hey Eddie. What's going on man?" Alec replies.

"Not much just looking at the photos from Alice and Jasper's wedding. What's going on?"

"Oh yeah? When you gonna do that, huh?"

"Uhh.." I stutter. I didn't know what to say about that.

"It's alright big guy. I was just messing with you. Actually I am calling because I am throwing a play party in two weeks and I want you and your bear to come see the new downstairs."

"What day?" I am hoping it's on the weekend. What a perfect way to start our weekend.

"It's on Saturday," he pauses a moment before answering.

Just as I am about to answer him my boys walk in the house. Smiling at them I answer Alec.

"We will be there. See you then."

"Alright. Great. See you then, Eddie." Together we hang up. My boyfriend comes to place a kiss on my lips.

"Where are we going?" He smiles at me, dimples showing.

"Alec is throwing a play party in two weeks and has invited us to go."

"Sounds perfect."

Finally, it's the day of Alec's play party. As I stand here in our bedroom getting ready for the party, my body quivers in anticipation. Tonight is going to be special. This will be our first play party since that dreadful night. I even bought Emmett a new collar. Tonight's going to be amazing. I only wish I could figure out what to wear. Hmm, do I go with tight leather pants or do I wear my normal playroom wear of soft baby blue ripped jeans with the button fly? I am still deciding what to wear when I hear Emmett walk into the room.

"I hope you don't plan on going naked like that. I don't want everyone to see my boyfriend's junk, thank you very much." He walks up behind me, wrapping his arms around my waist. I chuckle as I grab his arms holding him against me.

"Trust me I don't plan on going naked. But I can't decide which ones to wear," I sigh, pointing to the pants on the bed.

"Mmm, may I make a suggestion?" I nod my head at him. He leans closer to my ear, his hot breath tickling me.

"I would love to see you in those ripped jeans, baby. Those are so fucking hot on your luscious ass," he purrs. Before he pulls back from me, he nips my earlobe. The small bite sends shivers rocketing down my back.

"Jeans it is then." I turn so we are chest to chest. "I can't wait for you to see what I have picked out for you to wear."

"Hmm, I can't wait to see it."

I grin at him, pulling out of his arms. I saunter over to the closet, swinging my hips at him. I can feel his eyes following my ass as I walk away. Last week I ordered an outfit and a collar for Emmett online for him to wear tonight. With my best crooked grin plastered to my face, I turn around and throw the bag to him. The only thing not in that bag is his special collar. I watch as his eyes bug out at the barely there outfit I have planned for him.

"Whoa. Please tell me I am wearing something over this until we get there." I laugh as he holds up a black leather "shirt" up to his chest. His brows furrowed as he takes in the black leather outfit. Two black leather straps crisscross over his chest and back with little chrome studs down the middle of the straps. The lower half of his outfit is a black leather chastity belt that is embedded into a pair of shorts. Only this pair has cutouts on the sides. It is held together by three small leather straps that go over his hips. Delectable!

"Yes, baby, you will be wearing normal basketball shorts and a tee-shirt over the outfit until we get there," I bellow out a laugh.

"Good thing. Might get a little cold if I didn't."

"It doesn't matter if you get cold or not, that bottom piece has a built in chastity belt. Good luck trying to have a full hard-on." I laugh as I exit the room. Just as I am about to enter the bathroom to finish getting ready I hear his loud gasp.

I pull up the long stone driveway to Alec's Victorian home. His house is exquisite. It's a newer Victorian-style home with gray bricks and a long wrap around porch. The house has eight rooms that sit on the two floors, not including the basement level. He had his basement redone to allow for large play parties to be held. It extends past the whole area of the bottom floor. We get out of the Volvo together, drinking in the sights around us. Emmett stops next to me, taking off his clothes as he goes. I place a long black velvet box on the top of the car. Taking his black tank top and basketball shorts, I fold and place the articles of clothing on the ground. I take his hand to help him kneel down on them. When I looked online for his outfit I came across a unique collar, something that fits his heritage perfectly. I also wanted to rewrite our spoken ritual to each other, adding in the now very special line. I move to stand in front of him, as I pull out the new collar. This one is a two inch thick, black leather choker with two Celtic knots on either side of the large D-ring. I take a deep breath.

"Emmett I have bought you a new collar and I think tonight is the perfect time for you to begin wearing it." I show him the collar. "Now I am sure you know the meaning of the Celtic knot but I am going to explain it anyways. The interlacing lines of the Celtic Knot stand for 'no beginning, no ending, the continuity of everlasting love and binding together or intertwining of two souls or spirits.' I have one thing left to say before I ask for your submission. Is tusa mo shaol. Is tú mo ghrá, my beautiful bear, are you willing to put your whole trust in me, giving me nothing less than your whole submission, with the knowledge that I only have the best of intentions, when it comes to providing you love, care, honesty and truth?"

"Yes, Sir, this submissive gives you his whole submission, and will do whatever he can to make sure you are ultimately pleased. Is tú mo ghrá. Is tusa mo shaol."

"That's my good boy," I purr, slipping the collar into place. As soon as it is buckled Emmett bends down to plant a soft kiss on the top of both my hiking boots. As he sits back against his heels I gently grab his chin, pulling it up. My God, he is beautiful.With a small chaste kiss to his lips I pour my heart out to him in one small sentence.

"I love you forever and always bear."

He smiles at me, showing off his dimples, as he nods his head in acknowledgement. He is in complete submissive mode right now. I help him stand up while clicking a four foot long black leather leash to the D-ring at the same time. I would never keep him on a leash like a dog; however, there are Dommes here who would snatch him up in a minute. Probably kidnap him while he is trying to go pee. I feel safer knowing he is only four feet from me at all times. Let's hope we both remember our signals to each other.

"Remember you are not allowed to talk to any Dom tonight. I don't care about the subs but when you are with me you will remain quiet. Only when you have your allotted hour to yourself are you allowed to converse with subs only. Do you remember the hand signals?"

He nods as he steps back from my side, one foot behind a step to the left. Perfect. Damn I hope tonight goes smoothly. I can't put this off any longer. We quickly move to the porch, knocking on the door as we reach it. A small petite girl with platinum blond hair and a cherub face answers.

"Sir Edward. Welcome to our home. Master Alec will be so happy that you made it."

"Hello, Jane. Thank you for the invitation. We wouldn't have missed this." I lean over, kissing her on the cheek as we pass by.

"Hello, Emmett."

"Hey, Jane."

"Follow me, please." She leads us through the large foyer to a walk-in closet.

"I know you know the drill but I am still expected to say it. Please leave all personal belongings here, including but not limited to: cell phones, keys, cameras, pocket watches, pocket knives and sunglasses. If you are in need of any condoms or travel size lubrication there are places you can find them in designated areas. Anything that can be used as a weapon must be left here. If you will be scening tonight, toys will be provided for you in the designated play areas.

"Whether you are playing or not, there will be no drinking tonight. There is a bar full of water or juice if you would like to have a drink. Please do not play in the communal area. If you would like to play please make sure to sign in with Alec, he will then offer you a room key and a scheduled time. Now if you both are ready we will join the others downstairs."

We both nod our heads at her as she begins to lead us down to the actual party. Just then the doorbell rings.

"Go on and answer that, Jane. I know my way."

"Thank you, Sir Edward." She bows, walking to get the door. I turn back to look at Emmett who is taking in the surroundings. The living room is open and an eclectic style of new versus old. You would never guess there were a bunch of naked people below us.

"You know the basement of the new house is probably big enough to do something like this if we wanted to." I suggest to him.

His eyes go wide with shock. He slowly grins at the perspective of throwing our own play party.

"I would love that, Master."

We descend the wide basement staircase together side by side. I grab his hand pulling him into a kiss before opening the door. I open the large oak door to see a wide square room. Stepping into the space to allow Emmett entrance, I take in the full effect of the party. This room is painted in a deep red with dark cherry stained wood accents. There are small groupings of black leather love seats and couches. To the left of the doorway there is a long wall of glass windows, showcasing the gorgeous private backyard. To the right of me there is a long corridor of several private rooms. Directly in front of me is Alec, sitting in a high backed brown leather throne with gold accents.

Alec is a tall, lanky man with chocolate brown eyes, and a long face. His body is muscular but nothing like Emmett's. I walk over to where he is sitting, nodding hello to the each Dom as I pass him or her. As soon as I come in front of Alec I motion with my hand, palm facing the floor and a slight movement downward, for Emmett to take up his resting position; sitting on his heels, forearms resting on his thighs, eyes level with my hip.

"Hello, Edward. So nice to have you here tonight. How have ya been in the last week?"

"Hello, Alec. I am doing well thank you. This looks a bit different than the last time I was here."

"Ah, yes. Jane and I have done a few upgrades. Would you like a tour?"

"Hell yeah, that would be cool."

He gets up and walks around Emmett. The head DM- Dungeon Master, will never acknowledge the presence of another sub that is not their own. With another quick hand motion, this time my palm facing the ceiling, I order him to stand. Grabbing his leash, I pull him along as Alec shows us around. In the far corner of the room next to the long corridor is a wet bar, filled with water, caffeine-free sodas, and juice. The opposite corner of the wet bar is a corner filled with beanbag chairs and large pillows, otherwise known as the 'subs corner'. The moment we came to the beginning of the hallway the smell of sex was pungent. Female arousal permeated the air in thick swirls. A romantic atmosphere is created with dim lights and soft classical music playing in the background. We come to the first door and it has a plague on it labeled, 'Medical'. The door across from that one says, 'Animal'. Moving down to the next two doors, the right side says, 'Bondage', the left hand says 'Supplies'.

"Supplies?" I stop at door confused on the type of room it could be.

"Yeah. Remember in each room there used to be a bunch of dressers filled with implements and stuff? Well, I had decided to move them all to one room that is under lock and key. Last month we had some little dabbler 'Master' come in and steal four whips. I was pissed off so we moved everything into one room. There is also an extra large autoclave in the corner to sterilize whatever is used when the night ends."

I nod my head in understanding as we move farther down the hall. There are two more sets of doors on the left saying, 'School', and the right states, 'Dungeon'. At the very end of the hall there are two separate bathrooms. One is a family bathroom, in case your Dom won't let you go alone, and a normal uni-sex bathroom with a large shower. Next to every door is a small table with a basketful of travel sized lube and condoms on it. The slight smell of paraffin wax hits the back of my throat every once in a while. You can hear the faint sounds of whips cracking and people moaning.

"So, what do you think?"

"Wow, Alec. This is amazing! I like the idea of the separate rooms."

"Yeah, that was Jane's idea. The idea was derived from our own playroom in the attic. Each room is an element from our own little world. Not to mention what people like to do the most at play parties."

I feel a benign caress against my lower back under my leather jacket, Emmett was looking to speak.

"Do you have something to ask, bear?" I ask turning my head to look at him.

"Yes, Master. This bear was wondering what happened to Sir Alec's weight room and sauna."

"Oh, yeah, that's right. What did you do with it all?" I turn back to face Alec.

He laughs, smiling at us both.

"Well, I know you can't see it from the drive but I had added another building back behind the pool house. This damn project set me back almost $100,000."

"Wow! You did this all just for play parties? Why?"

"Why not? When you are seen as a major role in the lifestyle, you get a little crazy and do shit like this. Now come on and let's go back to the others."

We move back into the large sitting area and I nod my head at several Dom's. Sitting in a couch nearest to Alec, I begin to people watch those around me. There are several recognizable Dom's in the sitting room at the moment. Some are with male subs others are with females. I notice one Domme I have not met before with a female sub. When I went to my first play party I was shocked at the sights surrounding me. There were naked people everywhere. Lingerie, latex, leather; I was so surprised to see genitals hanging out everywhere. Now it seems odd when someone is dressed in a mini skirt and tank top.

"Edward! How ya been man? Long time no see!" A short man with orangish reddish hair exclaims.

"Hey, Riley. I'm doing good, how are you?" I shake the man's hand before sitting down. Emmett situates himself between my legs, sitting on his knees, leaning back to rest against his heels. That's gonna kill him in the long run.

"Yeah, you know I'm hanging in there just doing the working thing. Got a child on the way now. My buttercup is two months. Can you believe that shit?"

"I can't believe you are gonna be a daddy! The world better watch out!" I laugh. The young girl at his feet is beautiful, but aren't pregnant women supposed to have a baby bump? Seeing her in the barely there lingerie you can see she is still flat as can be.

"Which is why, thank God, there won't be any lil Edward's running around," Laurent calls out. Laurent is sitting next to me wearing a pair of bright red leather pants and no shirt. He is one of my favorite men here. I will kick anyone's ass if they make a racial slur against him. Yes, he is black and gay. I really fucking hate labels. He is a man that loves his boyfriend, what is so wrong with that?

"Fuck off, asshole. How do you know there won't be any mini me's running around?" The entire corner we are sitting in bursts into laughter.

"And is your bear there going to carry your babies?" Riley laughs in an odd spasm sort of way. I mean really his whole body shakes when he laughs.

"Do we need to sit you down and tell you where babies come from Edward?" Laurent bellows.

"No, you dumb fucks. Ever hear of a surrogate mother?" I shake my head. Where do these guys come from?

Emmett starts shifting slightly. The floor must be getting uncomfortable on his knees.

"Alec? Where are your pillows?" He looks around for a second. Looking bewildered he answers me as he shrugs his shoulders.

"Beats the fuck out of me. Janey should be back soon. I will ask her." I nod as I bend down to whisper in Emmett's ear.

"Few more minutes, baby." With the slightest of nods he acknowledges me.

"Are you gonna answer the question, Eddie? Are babies in the works for you two?" Alec asks. Instead of sitting back in this throne he comes and sits down next to me. I think it is much easier to talk to him this way then if he was in a throne.

"I don't really know. I guess we never talked about it."

Come to think of we it really haven't talked about any kind of future at all. Alec is just about to answer when a strange smile comes across his face. I look over my shoulder to see Jane standing with a new Dom and sub.

This Dom is buff, almost as buff as Emmett with short brown hair with hints of red. I am going to guess they were of Irish descent because he has a large celtic cross on his bicep. I think he would get along with my bear. The woman next to him has a small shamrock on her ankle. But that is not the first thing that I noticed about her. First, it was her hair. She has long dark brown hair that is braided down her back. I catch a glimpse of it when she turns her head to the side. Holy shit, it's half way down her back! Alec brings the new couple over to our sitting area and clears his throat.

"A-hem. Excuse me gents. Oh, and lady. This here is our new member Master Pyro and his kitten. Over here you have Master Edward with his bear, Master Riley and his buttercup, Mistress Hannah and her sugar, and then of course you have Master Laurent and his pet."

There is a chorus of 'hey there's' and 'welcomes' being called out to the newcomers. I notice immediately his sub is very well trained. Not once did she ever try to look up at us while being introduced. I see the other subs starting to congregate around in the corner. I decide now is as good as a time as any to allow Emmett his free time. I bend down to his ear and whisper softly.

"You have one hour free, bear. Remember you do not talk to any Doms and as for restroom privileges, you must still ask. Do you understand?" I ask as I unclip the leash.

He keeps his eyes trained forward as he nods his head in acknowledgement. Even though he has been told to go he waits for me to release him from his position. With pride, I tap his shoulder twice, allowing him to stand up and walk away from me. I watch him walk away, his head down until he reaches the corner with the others. I turn my head back around to find the other Doms releasing their own subs. Hannah, I think that's her name, starts the conversation up.

"So, Edward, is it? I am liking your bear. Are you willing to let me have a session with him?"

I look at the blond Domme with fascination. She is sitting in a dark purple corset with fishnet thigh highs and some sort of underwear that looks comfortable. I will never understand female lingerie, ever.

"Yes, my name is Edward. Will I share? No, never."

"Aww, come on. You know I will give you my sugar for a day. Tell you what, why don't we compromise and we do one big scene together? You can bottom for me," she whines. It doesn't help her voice was whiny to begin with.

"Definitely not. Thanks for the offer but neither of us is willing to share." I try to turn the attention away from me.

"Riley, why doesn't your girl have a baby bump if she is two months pregnant? Shouldn't she be kinda big by now?" I ask. I am honestly curious.

"Nah, man. She's not that far along. The docs said she would show about four or five months. Maybe sooner because she is so tiny." Alec suddenly jumps in right then.

"My Jane is pregnant. Just found out about it. Got a promotion at work, too. Gotta be on the road a lot more now. I'm not sure how much of our D/s relationship we can keep up. How can we go from 24/7 to once a month? And even that's if we are lucky."

The silence is heavy for a few moments. The sound of moaning has caught my attention. It sounds as if it is a female and a male combined. How weird. I get up to go use the restroom and grab a drink, needing to clear my head of the sounds. Passing by the group of submissives I take in Emmett's form sitting indian-style on the ground, his head propped up by his two fists. He sees me pass him out of the corner of his eye and turns to look at me. He motions towards the hallway, I am assuming to go with me. With a quick nod to him, I stop to wait as he gets up.

"Master, may your bear join you, please?"

"Of course, come on." I reach out and take his hand.

We walk to down the long hallway towards the bathrooms, hand in hand. Just as we reach the last room labeled 'School' you can hear the loud moans of both male and female variety. The door is open for public viewing. I stop us just outside the door and peek in. The room is set up as a Principal's office with a large oak desk and two chairs in front of it. Tethered to the desk is a small petite woman with long mahogany hair. I couldn't see what her face looked like as she was facing away from me.

Laying there naked and spread eagle, she is ravished by a young man who is settled between her legs. He has blond spiky hair and a small, lanky body. If I were into small dudes he would be perfect. I don't realize there is a third person in the room until I hear the low command. I look up to see a very tall man standing in the dark shadows, palming the crotch of his leather pants. At first glance he doesn't seem to be involved in the scene at all. Just a voyeur. Yet, there is something that screams he is in control. This thought is confirmed when I hear him murmur stop and all movements in the room come to a standstill. My curiosity would have gotten the best of me if not for my need to relieve myself. With a slight tug on Emmett's hand we head into the bathroom.

The evening had started out fun and uneventful. Of course, with me and my luck it never stays that way. I had the two of us check out a few more scenes that were unfolding; however I never feel the need to play one out. Instead I'm fully satisfied in just talking with the other Doms and Domme. That is, until Hannah does not leave me alone about sharing Emmett. I became increasingly agitated at her attempts to persuade me.

"Oh, come on Edward, I'm not asking for you to give him up. I'm merely asking for one session with him. I have even offered you my little girl. Hell, we can even do it here tonight. I just need to feel his perky little mouth licking my dripping wet pussy."

I had no doubt she was telling the truth on her arousal. Hell, I could smell her from across the room.

"Not gonna happen Hannah," I sneer. I am just about to leave when Alec pulls her aside. Damn that shit is annoying. I know my bear looks good but I am not giving him up!

I shake my head as I see the tall man from the earlier scene come and sit down across from me. With him is the other male and female. The two submissives seem very connected to each other, even though I cannot see either of their faces. Their faces are covered with a gypsy like scarf, only their eyes are sticking out. The air around them vibrates with familiarity and ease. However their presence mixed in with the Dom is more of a business like tone. I wonder if the subs are a couple and they share a common Dom. I no longer have time to ponder this as Alec starts talking to the Dom.

"Hey Felix, how was your session?"

"It was rough actually." he points to the other male," Demetri here is in training. So half the session he stays a sub the other half he Tops."

"Yeah, training someone is not an easy thing to do. To get out of one mind frame for another is the hardest part I believe," Alec muses.

Felix nudges Demetri's back with his knee. The small movement jolts his head up and slowly his demeanor changes. Gone is his straight back, gone is the down cast eyes, now he is regal and poised. He looks back at Felix and awaits his command, a small nod.

"The hardest part for me is to remember who I am at the time. Going from submissive to Dom is complicated. I understand now the need to become a submissive first to understand what it takes to fully submit your will to someone. I want to be the best Dom I can be for my girlfriend and the only way to do that is to experience what she will go through."

"Wait, does your girlfriend know that you are subbing with someone else? Won't she care that you are with another woman?" I ask pointedly looking at the woman beside him. He chuckles as he looks over at her.

"That's just it. She is my girlfriend." He turns around and looks at Felix. "Sir, because we are so unique may I explain please?" Felix is grinning and nodding at him.

The woman lifts her head up enough for me to see the outline of her face. I know those eyes from somewhere. Those eyes I see on a weekly basis. Holy Shit! It's Head Agent Bella Swan!

"Isabella was with Sir Felix first. She has been a submissive to him for close to five years. I came to them after Sir Felix found me in a rehab center. I have been with them for two years now. Things were strictly D/s between us all and then things changed. We have all talked about it and Isabella and I want to go off on our own. One day she will be my buttercup. Until that day that Sir Felix releases us I want to train as hard as I can."

Well, that explains how she knew I was a Dom. She must have seen me at play parties before. Although I am guessing Felix has always had her face covered up which is how I never noticed her before. With yet another slight hand movement Demetri retreats back to being a submissive.

Conversation flows easily after that. People are laughing and have a good time. Nearing the end of the night the moans get louder and the clothes become more scarce in attempts to hold onto the experiences of the night. If it were a normal party I'm sure this is when everyone would be drunk and swaying profusely. I was having such a great time getting back into the swing of things. I decide to start ending our night when a voice from my past rips through me. NO! Not here!

"Edward? Baby? Wanna play?" I turn around on the couch to see a completely naked Irina...Tanya...fuck whoever she is, holding a pistol to my head.

You know when they say right before you die everything happens in slow motion? Well, let me tell you that's a bunch of bullshit. I didn't see my past, I didn't see the faces of my loved ones. No instead I stared down the black barrel of her 9mm Glock 23.

That is when everything went into fast motion. I see her begin to pull the trigger as I see Emmett spring out to tackle her. Just as his body connects with hers the trigger engages. I feel an intense pain in my right shoulder as Irina screams out in frustration.

The voices sound far away.

The pain in my arm and chest was excruciating.

I begin to feel myself blacking out.

A/N: Don't shoot me! You know he can't die it's in his POV! What the hell was I thinking right? I hope this clears up the Bella questions...she was never meant to be a main character. Anyways leave me some love! Until next time ya'll Muah