Chapter 10
As I climbed into bed Sunday night I couldn't stop smiling, I was very pleased with my first weekend with Isabella. I woke Monday morning from very vivid dreams of what I wanted to do to Isabella next weekend in my playroom. My good mood and the smile on my face lasted throughout the morning, until I received a phone call from my mother. My brothers and their wives would be in town this weekend house hunting, I was expected to be at Sunday brunch and she was insisting I bring my girlfriend with me. I wasn't sure that would be happening, but we would discuss it on Wednesday.
Bella e-mailed me an updated scheduled in the afternoon. She had two classes and a lab on Monday, Wednesday and Fridays, plus a writing lab she taught on Friday's. Tuesday and Thursday's she had Afton's class in the morning and in the afternoon she had a class she was the TA for and office hours. She listed her normal study times at the library and her exercise routine, which was early in the morning at a gym close to the school. The last thing was her work schedule, she had spoken to Alastair and would be working Sunday and Monday nights as well as Thursday nights at the club. As more people found out she was my sub I would need to drop in at the club at random times. I didn't want anyone giving her a hard time or questioning her about us, it was not their business.
As I looked over her schedule it occurred to me she must have access to other funds because she didn't work enough hours to support herself with just her bartending job. That thought drove home the fact that for as much as I knew about Bella, I really didn't know much about her day to day life. But that is one thing Wednesday nights are for, learning about each other and I had to admit I couldn't wait to learn more about her. I was pulled from my thoughts when my cell phone pinged signaling a new message.
Master –
Alastair asked if I could work in Eclipse on Saturday evening, one of the girls had to leave town for a family emergency. I told him I would talk to you about it and he is expecting your call. Hope you have a good day.
Isabella
My immediate thought was to say no, that was my time with her. As I thought about it more I realized this could be a good thing. It would give me the opportunity to talk to my family about Bella attending Sunday brunch. I need to warn them that making her uncomfortable would result in us leaving and she needed to be warned about how nosy they are. I text her back quickly that it was fine and I would talk to Alastair and we would discuss it on Wednesday. I called Alastair and he agreed to let me in the through the back tonight so we could talk and confirmed that Bella would be working tonight. We hadn't had a chance to discuss her working at the club or how to deal with any questions about us yet. I wanted a chance to watch how she interacted with the members without her knowing and we would go from there. I wasn't concerned there would be a problem but a few of the Dom's just loved to test the limits of what would be allowed with a new submissive.
The rest of the day progressed as normal and it didn't look at as if this semester's Human Sexuality class would be as lively as last years. I wasn't sure if it was because Bella wasn't in it or if it was the mix of students but I knew it wouldn't be nearly as much fun. After grabbing some dinner I headed over to the club to talk to Alastair and find out how Bella was doing. After discussing her working at Eclipse on Saturday and catching up in general it was time to find out what was being talked about in the club.
"So, Alastair, any new gossip going around the club?" I ask him, shooting for innocence.
"You mean in general, or about you and Bella?" His smirk gave me the heads up that something was definitely happening.
"Both" was my short answer.
"Well, at the last munch we had a high number of newbie dabblers. I believe they heard about it from one of your former students." I am sure my face looked confused because I was. The only student who knew about me was Bella and she wouldn't…wait a fucking minute, her name came to me as it left his mouth. "Jessica Stanley." I couldn't stop the groan that came out.
"Fuck. Yeah she was in one of my classes last semester and I saw her at one of the munches. She didn't say anything about it in class or journal about it so I assumed she would keep the information private, like she is supposed to. How do you know it was her?"
"Brian was working the sign in and when several girls seemed more interested in who was there and couldn't answer basic questions he ask how they heard about the munch. The answer was Jessica Stanley."
"Does she have a Dom? How does she even find out about the events?" She did not strike me as being a true submissive.
"She has performed scenes with Uley a few times and I think that is how she finds out. She isn't a member and rarely comes here with the same Dom, like I said she is a dabbler and none of the ones that came last time will be admitted to a munch again without a Dom." He looked as if he meant it and since he owned the club and if they were held here he could enforce that rule.
"Did they cause problems or make a scene?" He smirked at my choice of words. "Not that kind of scene, dumbass."
"No, just the usual for people who don't know what BDSM is about, giggling and gawking. A lot of hushed whispers, but they did ask about a few of the subs about you specifically." That comment caught my attention.
"By name?" I wasn't ashamed about either part of my life but it was called a private life for a damn reason.
"Not at first but eventually yes, also, once the subs figured out they were students they asked the girls if they knew Isabella." That had me fisting my hands on the table. "To my knowledge you and Isabella weren't mentioned together. They were told she was a bartender here."
"What are the members saying?" He knew I was asking about the Dom's, mostly.
"People are curious about the two of you, I think mostly because they know she is looking for a Dom and she won't do a non-collared relationship. At the same time you rarely do collared ones and people had no idea you were looking for a sub. That combination makes people nosy as hell and you know this."
"I know but I was hoping things wouldn't start in earnest until the first time we were here together. Who are the most vocal of the questioners?" Not that I couldn't guess. I didn't stick my nose in people's business, why did some feel they were entitled to stick it in mine.
"Black of course is being very vocal about how you are trying to take her from him. He is giving people the impression that he was ready to collar her when you moved in on her. Most people don't believe him but there are a few; Uley, Call and Biers that listen to him and enjoy feeding his bullshit."
"I knew Black would be a problem and of course that group would listen to him but it isn't as bad as I thought."
"They aren't the only ones Edward."
"Who else?" I ask as I rubbed my hands over my face. How fucking bad would this get?
"Well, mostly it is subs stirring the pot. Specifically, Charlotte, Rachel and Leah, they are not happy you may be off the market and not playing with them anymore. Rachel and Leah approached Isabella when she was here to discuss her schedule with me." That caused my eyebrows to raise. "She didn't say anything and told them if they wanted to know about you then they should ask you, that stopped their questions but others have made comments about the two of you. They just aren't bold enough to ask her outright."
"Is it making her uncomfortable or has she said anything to you about this?" I was hoping he could give me a clue as to how she felt about this before I talked to her. I spied Isabella putting her things away at the bar.
"No she hasn't said anything to me and from what I saw she handled herself well in the situation." We moved on to other topics and I stayed for about 30 minutes talking to Alastair and observing Isabella behind the bar. I caught the looks people were giving me and they kept glancing between me and Isabella, I didn't care for that very much. I wasn't sure if Bella had noticed me or not, she didn't appear to be looking beyond the bar.
"Good evening Isabella." We had not discussed how she should interact with me in public settings and I was interested to see what she would do. There was no right or wrong way at this point but I was curious as to what her nature would be. She glanced up then quickly lowered her eyes and clasped her hands loosely behind her back.
"Good evening Master." A feeling of rightness and pride washed over me as I looked at the bracelets on her wrist. She wore no other jewelry, as was the custom at the club, only collars or cuffs were worn. That symbolized to everyone she was taken and soon we would make a visit to the club to confirm it was me.
"We will discuss the weekend on Wednesday but I told Alastair it was fine for you to work at Eclipse on Saturday. How was your day?"
"Fine Master and yours?" I could see a hint of a smile on her bowed head that made me smile until I noticed several women eyeing us and move closer in an attempt to eavesdrop.
"It was fine, better now. I will see you at 6 on Wednesday, if not sooner. Be safe Isabella." She nodded.
"Have a nice night Master." She said softly and I left before someone approached me about the exchange.
As I lay in bed that night thinking about my conversation with Alastair and the looks I received I came to the conclusion it could be worse. While I didn't like people talking and gawking and I knew Bella would hate it also, the ones being vocal weren't vindictive, the subs at least. They loved a good gossip and would ask all kinds of questions I was sure but eventually they would be accepting and back off. I wish I could say the same thing about Jacob Black and his group of lackeys. They would not let this go easily and could be very vindictive. I was sure they would be the ones I had to keep my eye on.
Tuesday morning I woke from weird dreams of people surrounding Isabella and I, pressing in in one dream and pulling us apart in another. The truly weird part was the mix of people in each dream, my family, club members and university personnel. I didn't need Afton's stupid class to tell me what my dreams meant. I decided to track Bella down after Afton's class to discuss what was happening at the club. Wednesday night I expected telling her about my family would take up most of dinner.
As my class was filing out I sent a text to Bella asking her to meet me at a deli close to campus for an early lunch. She responded quickly and I went to get us a table. Fifteen minutes later I was still waiting for Bella and that was surprising because we had been in the same building just on different floors. It was another five minutes before she walked in and she didn't look very happy. The waitress appeared before Bella had a chance to speak and we gave her our drink and food orders. I noticed Bella glance around, the deli was busy and a favorite of students and teachers.
"Don't worry about it Bella. I told you I have no intention of hiding us and am not concerned if someone sees us together." She stopped looking around and relaxed some but was still visibly upset. "It is obvious you are upset. Has something happened I should know about?" She huffed out a frustrated breath and scrubbed her hands over her face. "Bella, this is me, Edward. This is Edward and Bella time, talk to me."
"Ok, yes I need to talk. Professor Afton is a creeper, he makes my skin crawl and he approached me again after class." I held a finger up for Bella to wait a moment as the waitress returned with our drinks. She took a few deep breaths to calm herself.
I found myself wishing we had been together for months already, that way I would know how to read her much better than I do. We were at that awkward stage outside the playroom, I was obviously to be respected at all times, even when we were Edward and Bella, but we didn't know each well enough to recognize where a line might be drawn before we crossed it. Bella being the first one I wanted a relationship with also put me more on edge. I felt as if suddenly more was on the line with this conversation and I refused to let anything screw this up for me, especially an asshole like Afton.
"He gave us an assignment in class," Bella said as she continued explaining. "We are to track our dreams for a week and keep a journal of them. In class we will be learning how to pick out the major aspects of dreams for interruption." She blushed and looked at me as she continued. "I think I am going to have to either fabricate a few dreams or leave large portions on mine out because what I have been dreaming about lately I am not telling his pervy ass about." I am not sure Crayola could name the color she was turning now. She passed magenta a while back. I chuckled and she tried to glare at me but couldn't.
"I am having the same problem Bella, trust me." I told her as I reached for her hand. "He obviously held you after class. What did he want." She looked confused that I would know that. "We were in the same building when I text you but it took you almost 20 minutes to get here after I did." I told her and she nodded she understood.
"Yes he did and he asked me to stay in front of everyone." She looked thoughtful for a moment. "I might not have picked up on it if you hadn't warned me but it was almost as if he was making a statement by asking in front of the class."
"Well he probably was making a statement. I told you how he is but what I may not of made clear is that everyone knows this. Not just the professors but the psych students also. He may be semi discreet about his affair with the Dean but he is not at all discreet about sleeping with students and everyone on this end of campus knows it." I reached over and used a finger to push her mouth closed. "Just stating a fact sweetheart." She was shaking her head.
"Thank God this kind of crap doesn't happen in the English department." I quirked an eyebrow at her and she raised her hands in defense. "If it does I don't want to know about it. At least none of those professors have hit on me," she giggled. "Of course the fact most of them are women may have something to do with that."
"So what did the pervy professor have to say to you." I was sure he hit on her again, the only question was how forward he was about it.
"He offered his assistance again, since I'm not a psych major you know, and it will obviously take me longer to understand the subtle nuisances that are hidden in dreams." Bella told me with a sneer, she was extremely intelligent and I was pretty sure she was more offended by the question of said intelligence than actually being propositioned.
"I was so pissed off at his comment I would have missed the fact he was coming on to me if he hadn't reached out to touch me."
"He touched you?" I ask, straightening in my chair and I could tell by the look on her face she knew I was furious.
"No, he reached for me but I stepped away before he could touch me. I told him if I needed help I would contact the department about a tutor. He told me about his office hours again and I thanked him for the offer of help and told him, his hours weren't convenient for me and I would not be utilizing them. He looked offended and I took that as a sign to leave telling him I had to leave since I was meeting someone for lunch. That's it, the entire conversation." She looked relieved and disgruntled at the same time, she was adorable to me.
"You probably did offend him. I don't think anyone has ever turned him down." I had to laugh at her expression, it held disbelief.
"I can't understand what anyone sees in him. Sure he is okay looking but his personality is a total turn off, it makes him ugly, to me anyway. Maybe if more people looked deeper they wouldn't be so unhappy." There it was, one of the reasons I knew I wouldn't be able to stop from falling in love with her and I didn't want to stop it either. I would definitely be talking to my family again this weekend. I would not allow them to be the reason if she ever decided she didn't want to be with me. I want her with me. Hell, I was pretty sure I needed her with me.
"I agree with you Bella but most people, especially ones close to your age, don't look any further than the surface." She nodded in agreement. "I am sure he isn't done yet. Expect him to keep trying." She nodded again and I waited for waitress to set our food down before moving the conversation along.
"I asked you to meet me because there is something I want to tell you about and I don't think we will have time to discuss it tomorrow." She had her sandwich half way to her mouth and froze when she heard my statement. "It isn't bad Bella." I told her with a chuckle. "But it is something we need to talk about, at least a little bit." She nodded and continued to eat.
"When I talked to Alastair about Saturday, I also ask about what was being said at the club about the two of us. As I am sure you expected Jacob Black is telling people I am trying to steal you from him." She made a noise like a snort and bit into her sandwich almost violently. "I also hear there have been people making comments but not asking outright questions." She nodded so I continued. "I also understand that a couple of subs have approached you and asked questions about us."
"Yes they have. I told them if they wanted to know about you then they should ask you directly. I don't think they appreciated my answer but left me alone after I ignored any other questions they asked."
"Good girl. Continue to ignore them and anyone else, including Dom's that inquire about our arrangement. It is not their business and if you didn't work there they would have no way to even ask you these questions. Not this weekend but soon I plan on us making a trip to the club, until then they can stew in their own jealousy."
"That's fine, this is new and I know we are working on the finer details. To be honest I am not sure I could define it to anyone at this point in time even if I wanted to." She said with a laugh and I knew what she meant. We were both slowly feeling our way through things. What we were trying to build would be a different type of Dom/sub relationship for both of us.
"Well, to me, you are my collared sub and we play on the weekends. Because we both want this to be something more I guess I look at it like a 24/7 arrangement with set play times. That is why I wanted you to wear the bracelets. Wednesday's we plan on using as training and a getting to know you time. To be honest Bella I hope to have many times like this, where we get together for lunch or coffee and just enjoy each other's company." She reached for my hand this time before speaking.
"That is what I want too Edward and I enjoy spending time with you like this, very much." She blushed and my dick twitched as I remembered exactly how far down her blush went.
"I need to tell you about what Alastair told me happened at the last munch." Bella laughed and it made me wonder what she had heard.
"You mean how Jessica Stanley told a bunch of her friends how you are into bondage and if they went to this meeting she could prove it?" She still hadn't stopped laughing and I was stunned she knew about it and was sure it showed on my face.
"I heard Lauren and Jane jump her about it on Monday at lunch. They were telling her how it was just a normal club and you weren't even there. I think as they became more frustrated they may have asked for you by name."
"What do you mean it looked like a normal club?" In no way, shape or form did it look like just a club on a normal night.
"Alastair wasn't happy about it being held there but I got the impression he didn't have much choice in the matter. So he had all the equipment and anything BDSM related removed from the main floor. Granted it looked dark and slightly spooky but that was it. I think they went expecting people to be chained to the walls naked while being whipped." She said with an eye roll as I chuckled. On a normal night something like that could very well be happening.
"Anyway, when Jessica saw me she pulled them over and told me to tell them that it was a BDSM club and that you were a member. I refused to acknowledge her question and told them it was a private club and if they wanted to know if you were a member they should ask you. At that point they asked Jessica how I would know and she told them I was a bartender there. If anything I think I made them believe more it was just a normal club." We both chuckled at that thought.
"Was that the end of the conversation?"
"Basically, I reminded Jessica the club was private for a reason and she needed to remember that her membership was mostly temporary. Given that she huffed off, I don't think she liked that very much. That is all that was said." I nodded as the waitress asked if we wanted anything else and then left the bill.
"They won't be getting back into the club anytime soon, at least not without a Dom that is a member. When you are working I am sure people will make more comments or ask questions, continue to tell them to talk me. I think you are handling the situation well so far. I will probably stop in the nights you are working to make sure there are not any real problems and to address some of the questions people have. Would that bother you in any way?"
"No, I would love to see you those nights." Her eyes lit up and I saw nothing but sincerity.
"Good, we basically carry on as we have been and deal with things as they happen."
"Sounds good to me." Bella said as I led her out of the café. We walked back to campus and I kissed her cheek before we parted.
Later that night I sent Isabella a text about tomorrow night. I sincerely hoped that conversation would go as well as the one today. Unfortunately I had a feeling my luck was not going to hold out that long. She responded to my text and I fell asleep thinking about how to explain my family to her.
As I walked from the parking lot to my office I noticed a few students giving me glances, as if trying to figure something out. I knew meeting her close to campus we would be seen but that is what I wanted, let people see us out and begin to wonder before I introduced her as my girlfriend at the fundraiser. Since Bella spent most of her time across campus I wasn't expecting people to know who she was right away and from the few comments I heard throughout the day I was right. People were talking about the fact that I had been seen with a woman and wondering who had finally caught my attention.
I was packing up for the day and thinking ahead to what the night with Isabella would entail when I passed Afton's office and heard him speaking with his TA. Unless I was mistaken they were talking about Bella.
"So she turned you down again?" His TA asked with a laugh.
"I obviously haven't made my attentions known to her yet. Next time I may have to spell it out for her. I am still confident once I clear things up she will say yes." Afton answered and his confidence made me want to laugh at him.
"I'm sure she will." The Ta answered but it sounded sarcastic to me. "Have you heard that Cullen was seen having lunch at the deli yesterday with a woman? People are talking about it."
"About time he pulls that stick out of his ass. Any idea who she is?" I didn't wait around to hear the answer. Afton was a douche and that wouldn't be changing anytime soon.
I was giving myself a last minute pep talk that Isabella would not run from me when I explained the craziness that is my family and why I wanted to introduce her to them a little at a time. It wasn't her it was them I feared making a scene. The ring of the doorbell broke me out of my musings – show time.
"Good evening Isabella, you look lovely." I said letting her in and she did, blue really set off the color of her skin and cue my hard on.
"Master" she said softly as she lowered her eyes.
"Isabella" I whispered as I took her face in my hands and kissed her. I missed the taste of her. I pulled away and moved us to into the living room before things could get out of hand.
"I want to go over the rules for tonight, feel free to ask any questions and I want you to look at me so I can be sure you understand everything." She nodded and looked up. "We are going out to dinner tonight at The Melting Pot." Her eyes lit up. I had hoped she would like it. "Since we will be in a strictly vanilla setting we will be going by modified rules. You are not to address me as Master once we leave the house. You shouldn't address me by any name if possible but if you must, call me Sir. I will order for both of us and you will eat what is ordered unless there is a food issue you did not put on your lists." Bella nodded.
"You will be respectful at all times. At dinner you should look at me and are free to talk with the exception of saying my name. Do not speak to anyone before looking to me for permission. I can't foresee any reason you would need to speak to anyone besides me tonight so it probably will not be granted. Do you have any questions so far Isabella?"
"No Master, I understand." She spoke softly and I was struck again by the enigma that is Isabella. In the short time I have known her I recognized that she could be fiercely independent and yet naturally submissive. I wanted to spend a very long time uncovering every large and small quirk she has.
"Stand up Isabella. There are a few signals I want to go over for tonight. My mother raised me to be a gentleman. I will be opening all doors for you tonight and most times you will be walking with your arm through mine. In this position you should walk about a half step behind me. If I move my hand to your back at any time I want you to adjust and walk about a half step in front of me. In this position should my hand at any time shift to either hip you are to stop walking and allow me to take the lead again. Understand?"
"Yes Master," she answered as I moved one hand to her hip and gently applied pressure to demonstrate what I was saying. We also went over the hand signals for her to either look up at me or lower her gaze. I had a feeling Isabella was going to be a quick study.
"One more thing before we go my pet." I picked the item up of the side table and held it up for her to see. I couldn't help the chuckle as her eyes widened at the sight of the vibrator and harness. I moved to stand behind her, "skirt to your waist and spread your legs Isabella." I bent down so she could step into the harness. I raised it up to mid-thigh and stopped. I slid my hands the rest of the way up her thighs and when I felt moisture I knew she was more than ready for the vibrator. I stroked her outer lips and felt the moisture increase.
"Good girl, so ready for whatever your Master wants to do to you." She remained silent, like the good girl she was proving to be. I slowly moved the harness up and inserted the vibrator before securing it and making sure she was comfortable. "Comfy pet?" I asked her as I slid her skirt back into place.
"Yes Master," she moaned and I slapped her ass when she moved her thighs in an attempt to get more friction.
"Aggravating, isn't it?" She nodded that it was. "It is shorter and smaller than an average vibrator so it will be comfortable when you sit, because sitting it will rub against you in the best possible way. You trust me, don't you?" She nodded again. "Good, you are not to cum without permission. I mean that pet because when I turn it on, not cumming will be quite a feat indeed." I smirked at her as she visibly gulped.
"Ready to go Isabella?"
"Yes Master," she answered and with that I offered her my arm and we left the house.
We talked about my classes and my TA Ben on the way to the restaurant. Isabella mentioned that she thought he was dating Angela Webber but wasn't 100% sure. We parked and I opened her door and offered my arm, she was doing well and looked relaxed. That just wouldn't do so I clicked on the toy and was rewarded with a squeak as her steps faltered.
"Everything alright Isabella?" I questioned before opening the door for her.
"Yes Sir," she said softly as we entered the restaurant. After I gave the hostess my name I clicked the toy off, if she had to sit with the toy on there was no way she would be able to hold off her orgasm. I moved my hand to Isabella's back as we walked through the restaurant. I did not like the way some of the men were eye fucking my pet. It was one thing to take an appreciating look at an obviously beautiful woman but another thing entirely to look at her as if you wanted to drag her in the alley and fuck her. Those little shits got the evil eye and a smirk that said no one touches her but me.
The Melting Pot was a fondue restaurant and when I made our reservations I also pre-ordered our meal, we would be enjoying The Big Night Out, a 4 course meal with wine. I was looking forward to feeding Isabella. When we reached our table I held Isabella's chair out and felt her stiffen as she turned to thank me. When I reached for my chair to move closer to my girl I caught the hostess checking out my ass and understood Isabella's reaction.
"She can look all she wants," I told Isabella just loud enough for the nasty hostess to hear. "But remember, my sweet, sweet girl, you are the one I take home at night, you are the one I want and get to do naughty things to." She looked down and blushed. "Let her envy what she can never have because my ass and every other part of me is ours, just as you are mine." I gave her a searing kiss as the hostess huffed off.
"Thank you for that." Isabella said and laughed.
"I speak nothing but the truth, pet, nothing but the truth." I sat back as the waiter arrived with our first course.
"Good evening," the waiter greeted us as he set down our water. "Tonight you will be experiencing Latin America. For your first course you have a Queso Fundido, which combines Fontina, Gruyere and Grand Queso cheeses, jalapenos, crumbled Chorizo and lime. This is paired with a Portillo Malbec from Argentina." We were both looking at him as he spoke but with his next statement he turned his attention solely on Isabella. "I believe the lady will enjoy the fruity bouquet of the wine." He said to her. Isabella smiled then reached for my hand, ignoring the waiter as he left.
"I believe you have an admirer Isabella." I told her as I dipped a piece of bread and held it out for her."
"I do not want an admirer, just you." She replied and I watched as her lips plucked the bread from the fork and my dick twitched. In other relationships I had never put a lot of thought into feeding my subs, they adhered to the diet or else. It was that simple. I loved feeding Isabella, watching her reactions and the intimacy of the act itself, we would be doing this privately and often I decided.
We used the time to get to know each other better, favorite books, movies, music and I was pleasantly surprised to realize how alike our tastes were. Too soon the pesky waiter was back clearing the table and returning with the next course.
"The second course is a Shrimp Ceviche Salad that is paired with a New Age White Blend wine also from Argentina." I noticed he was watching Isabella and not talking to both of us, I gave her the signal to look at me only. "Did you enjoy the first course?" When he realized Isabella was not going to answer him he turned his attention to me.
"Yes we did, thank you." That was all I said and turned my attention back to my girl. "I suppose I will have to get use to that." She blushed and looked down. I gently gathered her hair away from her face and leaned in to kiss right behind her ear. "You are a very beautiful woman, my pet." I whispered and clicked the toy on. "It appeals to the Neanderthal in me to chase other men away." She squeaked as I bit her neck and sat back in my chair.
"How is your salad?" I questioned. She was eating but I wasn't sure she was able to taste anything, she was too busy concentrating on not moving or cumming. At her whimpered "good" I took pity on her and clicked it off. I wanted her on the edge not to fail. I let her eat in relative peace as I gathered my thoughts on the conversation we were about to have.
"Isabella, we need to talk about this weekend. My family will be in town and they have ask me to bring you to Sunday brunch to meet them." She paused with her wine glass almost to her mouth and looked at me, shocked. I reached for her glass before she spilled it. "I know and that is why…" that fucking waiter is back and interrupting us, clearing dishes, refilling waters, I wanted to shout 'just go the fuck away.' He was oblivious to my inner rant.
"For the third course, Sir has chosen the Fondue Fusion cooked Mojo style. It offers lobster, filet mignon, sirloin, shrimp, chicken breast, pork tenderloin and corn-salsa ravioli with a Caribbean seasoned bouillon with a distinctive garlic and citrus flavor. Complementing the course is a Santa Rita 120 Carmènère from Chile with a light and fruity flavor. Enjoy." This time the shit didn't wait around, maybe he had picked up on my hostility after all.
I watched Isabella as she watched the waiter walk away before whipping her head around to look at me. "Should we do that? I mean, I thought they weren't very accepting of me because of my age."
"Actually," I said and fed her a bite of shrimp. "I think that is exactly why we should do it." Her eyes went wide at my statement and I was glad she had to chew before speaking. "Hear me out Isabella." I ask of her as I gave her a look that told her she would hear me out before speaking, so she nodded.
"First, this weekend is going to be all over the place and I apologize for that. Friday will be like any weekend and I expect you at six. I expect my brothers to want to get together for some male bonding on Saturday and then for us to go out on Saturday night." I fed us each another bite and sent a prayer that my next statement wouldn't sound as bad out loud as it did in my head.
"One of the reasons I agreed to you working on Saturday night was to limit the time you and my family spend together." Her eyes went wide and she looked hurt as she lowered her head. There was definitely no good way to have said that statement. I gave her the signal to look at me. "You agreed to hear me out." I waited for her to acknowledge my statement before continuing. "You will return to my house after work and we will go to brunch at my parents on Sunday. I have something special planned after brunch that I hope you will like Isabella." She gave me a dubious look and I placed a bite of lobster at her lips. "I know, you love surprises and can't for Sunday." She laughed and I hoped we were returning to a more even footing.
"Bella," I said, it was important this next comment came from her boyfriend not her Dom. "This weekend will be chaotic and confusing and probably eye opening not because I want to keep you from my family but because I want to keep my family from giving you a reason to run from me."
"Run from you? Why would they make me do that? I am not going to leave you just because they want me too." She spoke with conviction but she had no idea the level of crazy my family would stoop too.
"I love my family, I do but they are nosy, overbearing, interfering know-it-alls and they do it all in the name of love Isabella." I offered her another bite and I could see the wheels turning in her head over what I had just told her. "I am sure we will have many conversations about my family but the one thing I want you to remember is that they do not run my life or decide who I see. You are the one I want Isabella, as my submissive and my girlfriend, trust in that."
"I trust you E-Sir, I do." I leaned in and gave her a quick kiss.
"I will never do anything to betray that trust Isabella, I promise you." She nodded and we ate in silence for a few minutes.
"My parents have been married almost 40 years, they met in college and married after graduation. I am the oldest, then Emmett and Jasper. They have always stressed to us that they only want our happiness, a job we enjoy and a family we love. Jasper is 28 and married his high school sweetheart, Alice, five years ago. Emmett is 30 and married his college sweetheart, Rosalie, two years ago. Both are expecting their first child and moving closer to my parents."
"I remember, you said everyone would be moved by the end of summer."
"Yes they will. My family is not aware of my lifestyle. My mother comes from an abusive home and Rosalie has something in her past that makes me 100% sure they would never understand the true nature of our relationship." I took Isabella's hand and spoke softly. "To be completely honest a large part of me worries that if they knew I was Dom, especially mom and Rose, they would fear me." I heard her gasp and looked into her eyes. "I always worry they would look at my submissive," I move my hands to cup her face, "my sweet lamb Isabella with disdain for willingly allowing a man, even me, to beat her."
"You do not beat me," she claimed forcefully as she laid her hands on mine. "I have never and would never stay with a man that beat me."
"Given their histories, I don't think they would believe either one of us, maybe in time but not initially." She searched my eyes before nodding.
"Most people don't understand the lifestyle, but your family should know you well enough to accept this about you."
"I know and eventually we will discuss this in depth but I am straying from the things you need to know before the weekend." I winked at her, "you are very distracting pet." She laughed lightly and I felt the mood lighten.
"So, since I have never introduced any of my submissive's to my family, they have made it their life's mission to get me settled down with a nice girl and start popping out grandbabies." The look on her face was priceless and I thought, for a moment, she might actually spit her wine out. I continue as Isabella tried to regain her composure.
"I have known Alice for 15 years and she makes Jasper very happy. She has even asked me if she should try setting me up with men." I chuckled at the memory of that talk. "I assured her I was not gay and could do fine on my own, but wanting me to be as happy as she is she refuses to stop." I paused because I was unsure how to explain Rosalie.
"Rose I have known about 10 years and to be honest I think she only accepted Alice because she was already part of the family. Rose worries about social standing and what other people think of her. She constantly tries to set me up with women she deems acceptable, i.e. her friends, and doesn't understand how I cannot want to be with any of them. She would like to see me happy but only with someone she picks out personally."
"And neither one of them will find me acceptable." I remained silent because she hadn't asked me a question. "Will it be because of my age or because they didn't pick me?"
"I don't know Bella. Right now they are focusing on your age and the fact that I must be cradle robber." She laughed at that thought. "But you are ages beyond most of the women set me with in maturity and intellect. I want you Isabella, only you." The waiter chose that moment to return and make sure we were enjoying everything and if we ready for the desert course. I told him we were and took the opportunity to finish up the conversation with my girl, hopefully.
"We will talk about this again before the brunch but I expect them to try to make me uncomfortable which will probably make you uncomfortable. Rose will be a bitch, Alice will be nosy and my mother will try to smooth everything over, unsuccessfully probably. My dad and brothers will probably try checking you out and making comments about me getting 'a hot piece of ass'." Her eyes widen and I prayed it wouldn't get that bad but knew the potential for it was there. "Money does not necessarily mean class Isabella."
"Great so they will be interrogating the money hungry, social climbing, jail bait whore after their son and brother. Woo-hoo sounds like fun."
"You are none of those things." I said forcefully, pulling her chin up so she had to look at me. "I will not leave you alone with them at any time. But I want you to be prepared for them. Stand your ground, with all of them. Be proud of who you are and what you have accomplished. I am. They will respect you for it and acceptance will come, Isabella. I am going to talk to them about their behavior, what I described is a worst case scenario but I would never allow you to go into a situation intentionally unprepared."
The waiter returned with our fourth course, a Dark and Dulce Chocolate Fondue made with bittersweet dark chocolate and sweet, thick dulce de leche and paired with a Los Vascos Reserve Cabernet Sauvignon from Chile. The vanilla and cinnamon spices of the wine would mix well with the bitterness of the fondue.
"Sir, if you haven't brought women around them in the past, shouldn't they realize that because you are now she is probably someone important to you?" She questioned and it was a valid one but my family was nuts. Did I mention that already?
"They know you are important to me but a part of them won't be able to help themselves. For years, more years than I care to count, I have done along with their set ups and wishes because it was easier. I knew I wasn't going to ask those women out again, so I went with what they wanted to keep the peace. I'm not doing that any more. I think they became sure of the fact that they knew what was best for me and feel as if I'm rebelling now." I dipped a bit of banana and held it out for her. God she looked good licking the chocolate off her lips.
"I am not trying to freak you out but I do not want you going in unprepared either. Just know that whatever happens it is directed at me." She nodded and licked her lips as I ate a piece of strawberry. I clicked the toy on and leaned in running my nose along her jaw.
"Soon my naughty pet, I am going to chain you to the ceiling of the playroom and turn the temperature low, so low that you are a human popsicle. Then I am going to dribble chocolate fondue on your body." I heard the hitch in her breathing and carefully ran a finger over her hard nipple. "I am going to have such fun licking you clean." Isabella whimpered and I turned the toy off. "You have such control of your Kegel's that maybe I should stuff you full of fruit first and have myself a meal of fruit, chocolate and my pet's pussy juice."
I clicked the toy on and signaled for the check. I fed us both the last of the fruit as the check was being settled. Isabella was trying to control her breathing and I turned the toy off again. "We are going to stand and walk out of here Isabella. The toy, even though off, is going to rub against your sweet spot in the best of ways." She whimpered. "Do not under any circumstance cum. If you do I am going to fuck your mouth in the parking lot and you will leave as soon as we return to my house. If you don't, when we get to the house I am going to fuck you over the car and invite you to spend the night in my bed." Her eyes lit up and I knew she was going to work for her reward.
I was proud of my girl. I knew it was affecting her but she had a look of determination on her face that told me she was not losing her reward. I tried talking to her on the drive to the house and she continued to look out the window and give positive or negative noises to my questions. I let her be. I didn't want her to fail, I wanted Bella in my arms all night.
I pulled into the garage and popped the trunk before I got out. I grabbed a blanket out of the trunk and threw it on the hood before I opened Isabella's door. As she stood from the car I hiked her skirt up and carefully removed the toy before placing it on a corner of the blanket. I leaned against the hood and unbuttoned her blouse.
"You may cum when you want and as many times as you can Isabella." I told her as I unzipped my pants and let them drop. She licked her lips at the fact that I was going commando. "Jump up her baby, I am going to fuck you hard." I growled at her as she jumped and I impaled her to the hilt on my cock.
"Fuck yes" she yelled and started working me so fast it was all I could do to keep her steady. Three strokes was all it took and I felt her clamp down on me. "Master" she said and leaned back grabbing onto my hair to keep from falling. The angle changed and I was deeper than ever inside her.
"You're like a damn vice pet." I growled out and kept moving her. We were moving fast and hard and I felt the tightening that signaled I wouldn't hold out much longer. "Damn I'm gonna cum Isabella."
She tightened her legs around me and shifted again. Her breath hitched and I felt it. "Fuck yes pet, give it to me." I flipped around and laid her on the hood so I could get more leverage and spread her legs wide. "Grab your legs and hold them open and close to you pet." She did and I could feel her spasming around me.
"M-ma-master" she stuttered out.
"I want it pet, my naughty slut has come out to play. Give it to me." I all but growled out at her as I flicked her clit mercilessly.
"But…but…but…holy shit…" she couldn't talk in sentences and I was fucking her like a mad man.
"Fucking give it to me Isabella. Now!" I shouted at her as I pinched her clit viciously.
"Aaaahhhhh," she shouted and started to thrash against me as she let loose and squirted all over us. Watching her I pumped into her a few more times and came so hard I could barely stand. It felt like my whole body spasmed with my orgasm.
Her legs hung limply over the car and I carefully pulled out of her. She twitched and hissed at the movement. I carefully pulled her to me and it felt as if she was sobbing without the tears. "Too much…too much…" she was saying softly.
"Ssshhhh, such a good girl. It was powerful and intense I know but such a good girl giving that to your Master." She was still limp and her emotions were on overload. Once I regained my balance I scooped her up and carried her upstairs to my master bath.
"You did so good Isabella, thank you." I took the rest of our clothes off and climbed in with her as the water filled around us. "Are you okay Pet?"
"MmmmHmmmm," she said with a shaky breath. "It was a lot, just…everything. It was a lot." She sank further into the tub and back into me as I washed and massaged her thighs and back.
"I know but you did so good Isabella. I am very proud of you and how you handled the entire night. You are very precious to me Isabella." I told her and gently kissed her neck before standing us up to dry off.
"Thank you Master." I heard her say softly as I settled us in my bed. I drifted off holding her with a smile, hoping I would be able to repeat this many times in the future.
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A/N: I have received a couple of messages and reviews on the use of the words 'cum' or 'cumming' when said by or about a female. I did some internet research on the usage of the words before writing because I was confused why some authors used 'cum' and others used 'come'. Here is what I discovered:
Come is a verb and has the following meanings: to approach or move toward a particular person or place/to arrive by movement or in the course of progress(coming)/to approach or arrive in time, in succession, etc.
Cum is considered slang and when used as a noun means semen however when used as a verb – cumming – it means to orgasm or ejaculate.
Since both men and women orgasm it can be used by or about a female who is having an orgasm. I am comfortable with my usage of the words. If anyone has different definitions or usage guidelines – let me know.
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